"Why? Why not? You self-righteous coward! Chang Ping asked angrily. He looks down on this kind of person in his heart, blames others for his faults, always thinks that the whole world owes him, thinks that he has a little talent, and he should be surrounded by everyone, and a little blow is unacceptable. So it's normal for this kind of person to get whatever fate they get.

"Just because I love her, but that bitch betrayed me, I gave everything for her, why should she treat me?" The murderer roared.

"Gave it all? Hehe, you're ridiculous! Then why didn't you give your life for her? Chang Ping sneered.

"Because God has given me such talent, how can I die so easily? Isn't that too much of a talent that God has given me? The murderer said narcissistically, with an unstoppable pride on his face.

"Haha, it's ridiculous, who gave you the courage to make you so self-righteous? You are talented, how do we not know? How many people know? Why are you narcissistic? Who gave you confidence? Blinding you? Chang Ping laughed and asked one after another, if it weren't for the fact that he would definitely spit on his face through a window.

"How many people don't know about my talent? It took me two years to get the piano grade 10 exam, it took half a year to get the primary exam for a psychologist, and it took me just ten years to graduate from a bachelor's degree, I am not only the pride of my parents but also the pride of the whole community, I have become a role model for my peers, and I have become the envy of my classmates, why should I not be proud? The murderer triumphantly boasted about his achievements.

"Hey, the rat's eyes are bright!" Chang Ping sighed. He finally knew what caused the murderer's actions today, and he must still be complacent about his music killing people, all of which was caused by the doting of his parents and the praise of others, which made his vanity continue to climb until it caused today's evil consequences. It's a real kill!

"Hehe, you don't have to hit me like this, I know your blow is to be jealous of me and my achievements!" The murderer sneered disdainfully.

"Hey, do you know what the man who spoke to you accomplished?" Li Chaonan couldn't stand it anymore, and looked at the murderer and asked.

"Huh? Willing to listen! The murderer sat down and glanced at Li Chaonan, and the arrogance on his face was really unbeatable.

"He's the same age as you now, but he got his Ph.D. from Stanford University four years ago, so shouldn't he be more proud than you?" Li Chaonan looked at the murderer with a light smile and said.

"It can't be!" The killer was completely unconvinced.

"See for yourself!" Li Chaonan opened his mobile phone and flipped out the photos he took and pushed them to the murderer. The murderer glanced at Li Chaonan and picked up the phone.

"How is this possible? How is this possible? The killer stared at the photo on his phone and muttered to himself over and over again.

"What are you proud of all that little achievement?" Li Chaonan took back his mobile phone and looked at the murderer with contempt.

"You lied to me! You're lying to me! The murderer glared at Li Chaonan.

"What do you have to deceive me?" Li Chaonan scoffed, lifted his eyelids and glanced at the murderer.

The murderer hung his head like a defeated rooster.

"You know what? You've only achieved more than ordinary people, but the most important thing we don't lack in a big country is talent, don't you even watch the news? Didn't you check it with your phone? Some children finish college at the age of 16 and even complete a master's degree or doctorate in their teens. But they don't have a little pride and are still working hard in a low-key way, because a mountain is higher than a mountain, maybe they have reached unattainable heights in China, but they are worthless compared to real geniuses! Zhang Xingqi looked at the murderer and said.

The murderer hung his head and did not speak, thinking of the praise of his parents, classmates and friends, and touted again and again, especially his parents, who would praise themselves and even show off to relatives and friends as long as they achieved a little achievement. Now that I think about it, my relatives and friends must hate my parents very much, and even hate myself, but my family is still proud of it, it's ridiculous! It turns out that they have always been lying to themselves, and their parents are also lying to themselves, and the family is like a clown showing off their expertise, and performing what they are good at, just to make others laugh.

"I don't want to hit you anymore, you tell me what you've done, so that you can save those really poor people!" Li Chaonan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the murderer.

"I was really struck, I was very sad at that time, so I sat in front of the piano in my room and played it randomly, but the mood of playing and playing almost resonated, so I recorded it with my mobile phone, and I was not satisfied after listening to it, I felt that it was not moving, so I thought about it for several days before I finished this piece. I listened to it once after the recording, but I didn't have the courage to listen to it a second time because I was afraid of death! ”

"I thought it was my own delusion, so I found the girl who had committed suicide before, but I didn't expect her to actually commit suicide after hearing it, which made me very excited because I felt that I had created a unique divine comedy. In order to prove that my idea was correct, I sent it to the second person, the boy who committed suicide by jumping off the building. It turned out that I was right, which made me both excited and scared. I stayed at home for a few days, but there was always a voice inside me telling me to keep going, so I went out again to look for my next target, and I ran into you! The killer told the process.

"Are you sure you didn't pass it on to anyone else?" Zhang Xingxing asked.

"Not really!" The killer shook his head. "No, yes, my parents, I put one on my computer at home and put it for them to listen to. It's bad, please hurry to my house! The murderer stood up in horror and looked at Zhang Qiqi and Li Chaonan beggingly.

"Tell me the address of your house, and we'll go now!" Li Chaonan got up and said. The murderer directly reported the address, and Li Chaonan turned around and walked out of the interrogation room after listening.

"Hey!" Zhang Qiqi shook his head and sighed, got up and left the interrogation room.

Chang Ping looked at the murderer with mixed feelings in his heart. The murderer was indeed a genius, but he used it in the wrong place. Music itself does not have any murderous magic, the real "magic" comes from people's hearts, a strong psychological suggestion often makes people lose their minds, those who commit suicide, not so much because of a piece of music and suicide, but also because of their own reasons, because they have already had the idea of suicide, music in some aspects touched him and collided with a strong resonance, prompting him to make a more certain choice, so it caused a tragedy. If the girls' parents had made a change, the boys would not have been confronted with bad debt collection agencies, and their mood would have improved even a little, and tragedy would not have happened. It is not the world that is sick, but the human heart!

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