Chapter 237: Death is Extremely Ugly
The cheerful sound of the piano poured out of the window, and the plane trees outside the window stood quietly, and the leaves on the branches were silent when the wind blew by.
The man's ten fingers rise and fall on the black and white piano keys, and a distant tune slides out of the fingertips like a cloud, and the sound of the bell is bursting, making people almost indulge in the deep and amorous music like the dark night.
"D......" The blond man stood outside the door and watched for a long time before finally speaking, "K died, just last night." ”
However, the man facing him on his side did not stop for a minute or a second because of his words, and the wind outside the window became louder, and a withered yellow sycamore leaf was blown in.
"I saw his body......"
He still looked at the man sitting in front of the piano with inching eyes, no longer the usual laughter and scolding, "Outside his private clinic, after which I sneaked into the morgue to examine his body, I am sure that the person who killed him was VS." ”
The only sound in the room was the melodious sound of the piano, and the man played it gracefully, not moving at all at his words, and his eyes under the mask were closed, as if he was immersed in them.
"It seems that K's death is like a trivial matter to you, and your reaction is really chilling." With a sneer in the corner of his eyes, he said accusatory, "D, your blood is colder than I thought. ”
"The sycamore tree outside the window seems to be a little old...... "The man slowed down the speed of his fingers, and said as if the water was not rippling, "The things that can only be seen are like dead things, I heard that the sycamore wood is very good for making the body of the piano, let someone cut it tomorrow." ”
If something has no value, it should always be realized in a different way, right? Otherwise, it's useless to keep it.
"Oh! Oh, God!! He slapped his forehead with his hand and raised his voice and whispered at him, "I'm not talking to you about art right now!" K is dead, don't you have other ideas?! ”
The last syllable of "dong ............" falls, and the piano stops.
"Thoughts?" The man finally turned his head sideways, and the eyes under the mask stared at him blankly, and the twilight was dull, "I thought what I said was obvious enough. ”
Suddenly silenced, his eyes were fixed on him, and it took a long time to pull out an extremely reluctant smile, "K, I understand." Although K is a bit arrogant and doesn't take his opponent seriously, but he's our partner, isn't he? He died, and I was still very sad and sad in my heart. ”
"Heh......" The man let out a sarcastic sneer in his throat, looking at his hypocritical face disappreciatively, "What a touching word, are you sure you are not overjoyed by his death?" ”
The words that pointed directly to the heart of the sentence made him choke out of a word of rebuttal, and the figure of the man standing up and walking to the window was reflected in the turquoise pupils, and his face swept away the sadness that he had just made, and chuckled.
"D's eyes are as vicious as ever...... It always makes people feel like they have nothing to hide. He walked into the room and sat down on the piano, the corners of his lips drawing a ruthless arc.
"K, that idiot who doesn't eat oil and salt, can't listen to the persuasion of others, and wants to provoke your favorite little guy, but I didn't expect to peel off her skin, but was skinned by others, tsk...... The death is extremely ugly! ”