At 7 p.m. on June 28, it was time for Eric's music recital to begin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Strangely, the show didn't start on time.

Qi Luoling and Cui Zaishan were already in the front row outside the Shanghai Concert Hall, waiting patiently. But after ten minutes, fifteen minutes later, there was no trace of the relevant personnel who appeared on the scene.

The audience was a little restless, and the audience didn't accept playing a big name like this.

At this time, a male staff member walked out of the stage.

He walked to the center of the stage, bowed deeply, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm really sorry that today's music performance was forced to cancel due to special reasons. I beg your pardon! We will cooperate with you to complete the refund process, and we promise to refund the full amount within 5 working days. We hope that this will cause inconvenience to all parties, and we hope to forgive me. Thank you for your support and tolerance. ”

After speaking, the staff hurriedly left the stage.

There was an uproar in the audience, with angry, frustrated people screaming, swearing, whistling, and the scene was chaotic.

It took almost twenty minutes for Qi Luoling and Choi Jae-chan to escape from the chaotic music scene.

At seven o'clock that night, major websites and television media issued urgent news: the concert had to be canceled for some reason. At around eight o'clock, the news was inserted again: the pianist Eric had a heart attack at six o'clock this afternoon and died.

Newspapers, television and websites throughout the week devoted a series of reports to the German pianist. After all, it was the world's most famous musician who died, and it died so suddenly.

Regarding Eric's itinerary that day, the news described it like this: At nine o'clock in the morning of the 28th, Eric appeared on time at the hotel's western restaurant and started eating. After the meal, he returned to the hotel again. At about eleven o'clock in the morning, he was picked up from the hotel by car and went to a restaurant for dinner. After the meal, it was about half past one in the afternoon, and he went to the café not far from the restaurant to have a coffee break. At half past five, he came to the stage of the concert hall early for an audition.

Before the audition, he went to the bathroom once, and five minutes later he came to the front of the stage from the bathroom, and he asked all the staff to leave the stage and he was left to experience the performance alone.

All the staff left, leaving him alone on the empty stage. When the crew returned to the stage about an hour later, they found him dead, stiff and frightened......

A week later, Qi Luoling followed Choi Jae-sun to dinner with a friend of his. That friend's surname is Li, and he is a police officer, to be precise, a criminal investigation team leader.

After sitting for a while, Choi Jae-sun received an urgent call from the company, saying that the company had urgent matters to deal with, and left the dinner in a hurry.

When the two met for the first time, they ate silently, and they didn't know what to say.

Recently, in order to break the embarrassment between the two, Police Officer Li took the initiative to ask her about her profession.

When he heard that Qi Luoling was a pianist, he mysteriously said to her, "I'll tell you something, and I'll make sure you're interested." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Are you familiar with the famous pianist Eric?"

"Of course. A week ago, I was eagerly anticipating his performance in Shanghai, but he passed away an hour before the performance. She sighed heavily.

"What I'm talking about is the absurdity of his death."

"What do you mean? Could it be that there is something else to his death? She put down the chopsticks in her hand and asked seriously.

"How so? It seems absurd to say that there is another hidden reason for his death, rather than that his death is somewhat strange. He crossed his hands over his chest and looked at Qi Luoling.

"Where is the weirdness and the absurdity?"

"It's not ridiculous for a person to die, it's the way he died and the scene at the time."

"Didn't the newspaper say that he had a heart attack while trying out alone? Wasn't he the only one on the scene at that time? Since no one is present, where does the absurdity come from? ”

"In fact, there was a person at the scene who witnessed his death."

"Oh? What kind of scene was that? ”

Police Officer Li carefully recounted the scene at that time.

Tickets for the concert were sold out months ago in order to get the best out of the performance. At half past five in the afternoon, Eric came to the stage of the concert hall early to audition. He was a strict German, with a perfect complex, without the slightest flaw.

Before the audition, he went to the bathroom once. There was a cleaner in the restroom who was cleaning at the time. The restroom was large and the cleaner was cleaning in the innermost room, so Eric didn't notice him.

The cleaner is done cleaning and ready to take a break.

He saw Eric washing his hands in front of the faucet, when suddenly a middle-aged man walked in and took the initiative to talk to him.

The voices of the two were low, and the cleaner didn't hear what they were saying. The nervous and solemn expressions of the two seemed to be engaged in some kind of negotiation, and after a long time, the two seemed to have negotiated some agreement. The middle-aged man took something out of his arms and gave it to him, it was a piece of paper wrapped in a circle.

Eric opened the thing, his face flushed with excitement, his hands trembling, and he shouted, "This is the devil's music!" It's unbelievable! This is something that many musicians have dreamed of, and it will be in my hands today! He burst into tears of ecstasy.

In the end, after the two shook hands tightly and said goodbye, the middle-aged man left abruptly. Eric froze where he was, staring at the piece of paper for a long time, and leaving the bathroom with tears in his eyes.

When Eric returned to the stage and asked for a solo audition, all the crew members exited the concert hall. The cleaner was not informed in advance, so he did not avoid it in time.

When the cleaner came out of the bathroom, he was surprised to find that there was not a single staff member in the concert hall. He then came to the middle door of the back of the hall, where there was a small material room. He was ready to put the tools in his hand back into the material room.

From a distance, the cleaner saw Eric the musician standing in the center of the stage in the hall and sitting down at the piano.

The cleaner is forty years old, old and young, and the burden of life has made him slumped. A poor man who is worried has no feeling for beautiful art. He cleaned up some clutter in the materials room.

Then he heard the sound of a piano, apparently coming from the stage.

He was a little excited by the wonderful music, he had never heard such good music. The ethereal voice made him cry like a sentimental girl. Two lines of hot tears ran down his old face.

The smooth melody at the beginning, he seemed to see the brightness of the sun, the beauty of the moonlit night, and the love given to everyone, even every green leaf and living or inanimate object. What follows is a tragic melody that immerses one in the emotion of grief. The grief was enough to weep in the earth, and even the cold and unforgiving hell was moved by it.

The music is entering its final climax, which is the hardest technique of all. That's when the cleaner saw something strange happening on stage.