"Ge'er" is Xiao Xiaoxiao's code name for the soul, because she doesn't know the real name of the soul. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe first time she heard Ge'er speak was during the rehearsal of the kindergarten choral performance, because the event was to be held in the concert hall, so in order to adapt to the venue in advance, the school specially took the children to the rehearsal.

The rehearsal went well, the children's voices were clear and loud, the immature children's voices softened their hearts, the sound engineer smiled and nodded frequently in the singing, and the whole concert hall was surrounded by an innocent hope. "Good! The kids are awesome! It's a great song! Teachers are so proud of you! The day after tomorrow, we will come to the show, everyone should remember where you are standing now, and the friends standing around you, okay? "The music teacher was very satisfied with the rehearsal and kept praising the children in the audience.

At this moment, a poignant melody suddenly pierced through the noise and echoed in the air. It was a female voice, the mournful singing voice was ethereal, and the unusually sad emotions penetrated through the layers of skin, touching the listener's heart, like grief and resentment, as if far and near, constantly echoing in the hall. Xiao Xiaoxiao was immersed in the sad singing and couldn't extricate herself, with more than ten years of experience in ghost language, Xiao Xiaoxiao heard that the singer was a revenant.

This is the first time Xiao Xiaoxiao has heard the ghost singing, unlike the previous ghost whispers, complaints, pleading, this time the ghost whispers made her want to listen to it, want to understand her. Xiao Xiaoxiao turned her back slightly and whispered, "I can hear your singing, who are you?" At the moment when her voice came out, the singing suddenly stopped, and there was no echo for a long time, just when Xiao Xiaoxiao thought that the dead soul had disappeared, suddenly a voice full of resentment sounded: "You snatched my song and took my life, I hate me for trusting you so much!" Immediately after that, a tight and high-spirited, fierce and excited music sounded, and Gao Xuan's low-turned, gorgeous female voice was full of coldness and hatred, which made Xiao Xiaoxiao's heart chill. It was a foreign language song, and Xiao Xiaoxiao couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics, but the resentment in the music made people shudder.

The colleagues around her had already urged Xiao Xiaoxiao to leave, and she hurriedly whispered: "I'm leaving, what can I help you?" The revenant also realized that time was pressing, like a baby who could just speak, and squeezed out a few words stiffly-"He... Kill.. I ..... report... At the moment when the ghost language disappeared, Xiao Xiaoxiao was also pulled out of the concert hall by his colleagues.

As soon as it came out, Xiao Xiaoxiao immediately ran to the music teacher Liu, and hummed the last song sung by the dead soul with the melody that he had forcibly memorized.

"Do you know the name of that song?" Xiao Xiaoxiao looked at Fang Yan and Sun Hao, and asked himself: "That's a song from Mozart's German national narrative opera "The Magic Flute", called "The Flame of Revenge Burns in My Heart." I think what the Revenant wants to tell me is that she was killed, and wants me to help her get revenge. But she, like most of the ghosts I've met before, can only repeat some memories mechanically, but can't communicate smoothly, and the last few words squeezed out must have been uttered by her best efforts. ”

"Have you been there again?" Fang Yan asked. "I haven't had a chance to go again, and there have been performances in the concert hall recently, so I can't come and go casually, so I can only wait for the event to start two days later, and then go in and communicate with the souls." When Sun Hao heard that Xiao Xiaoxiao was going to the concert hall, he squeezed her hand vigorously, "I'll go with you next time." Xiao Xiaoxiao glanced at Sun Hao gently, and said, "Before I met Shixin and Fang Yan, I originally wanted to communicate with the dead soul first, to see if there was any opportunity for you to know about this case, so as to attract the attention of the police." But now that you all know, I'd like to invite you to join us in 2 days to talk to the dead and get more detailed information about it. ”

"Since the soul is attached to something in the concert hall, it means that she has some connection to the concert hall. In the past two days, we will first follow this clue to check whether there are any unnatural deaths around the concert hall. Fang Yan pondered, "Two days later, it will be a rest day, and we will go over together." ”

Bidding farewell to Fang Yan and Tong Shixin, Sun Hao escorted Xiao Xiaoxiao all the way home, and when he arrived at the location, Sun Hao pulled Xiao Xiaoxiao for a long time and was reluctant to let go, "Xiaoxiao, today I was confused for a while, and I almost lost you, and now I am afraid when I think about it." Sun Hao had palpitations when he thought of what happened before, "I will definitely believe in you unconditionally in the future!" Sun Hao said with an oath. I don't blame you before, after all, you can't hear ghost words or see ghost shadows, and it's normal to think like that. Xiao Xiaoxiao stroked the back of Sun Hao's hand with his right hand, relieving him. Sun Hao smiled and looked up at the 16th floor, "Your mother is home alone?" Xiao smiled and sighed, "Yes, since my father died, my mother rarely goes out, and she locks herself in the house every day, I really don't know what to do." Sun Hao had never met Xiao Xiaoxiao's mother, but he often heard her mention, "When you introduce me to your aunt, I will definitely behave well and make her smile from ear to ear." Sun Hao imagined beautifully.

As soon as they got to work the next day, Fang Yan and Sun Hao began to investigate the identity of the souls of the concert hall, and investigated the people who came out of the concert hall one by one in recent years, but they did not find anyone who died accidentally, nor did they find relevant clues.