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The black car drove steadily on the spacious streets of the northern city.

Since the last time he talked to Lin Luxiao, and Lin Luxiao also promised that he and Schumann would only be friends and no longer have other thoughts, the atmosphere between the two would no longer be as awkward as before.

It's just that sitting together at such close proximity, Schumann still felt that he couldn't find any topic.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the small space inside the car became a little strange for a while.

Maybe Lin Luxiao also felt it, and after a moment, he spoke slowly, breaking the silent atmosphere:

"What do you want to eat?"

At this time, he really should have eaten something, but Schumann's heart was full of things about "Black Sunday" and Jiang Yan, so he was naturally not in the mood to sit down with Lin Luxiao and have a steady meal.

"I'm not hungry, let's find a place and have something to drink."

Hearing Schumann's words, Lin Luxiao couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips and smile softly.

Schumann may not have noticed it, but along the way, her eyes, her tense body, all told him that she was very concerned and anxious.

I'm anxious to know the answer to that thing.

Lin Luxiao didn't know Schumann on the first day, so he naturally knew that Schumann would not be in such a hurry even if he was anxious about the case. And she's like this now, I'm afraid there's only one reason-

Jiang Yan!

Thinking of this person, Lin Luxiao's inky eyes were almost invisible, and a dull light flashed. But he was very well measured, and kept looking straight ahead, driving without squinting, so that in just a moment, he returned to his usual appearance, so that Schumann did not notice it at all.

Lin Luxiao:

"Okay, there's a café nearby, let's go there."

"Good!"

The car finally stopped at the door of a café, and Schumann and Lin Luxiao got out of the car in turn. The two of them walked towards the café.

I don't know if it was because of his impatience, Schumann's pace was a little fast, so that when he stepped up the steps, he didn't even stand firm. The body staggered, and the center of gravity shifted backwards.

And Lin Luxiao happened to be standing behind Schumann, seeing that she was about to fall, almost subconsciously, without thinking, he stretched out his arms, hugged Schumann's whole person, and held him in his arms.

The expected fall did not come, but was embraced by a warm embrace. Schumann was excited, and before he could stand firmly, he hurriedly wanted to break free from Lin Luxiao's embrace.

Lin Luxiao has always been gentle and elegant in front of Schumann, but this time, unexpectedly, he tightened his arms firmly, and he didn't mean to let go of Schumann at all:

"Don't move!"

He spoke, his voice low with a hint of displeasure.

Schumann was stunned for a moment, and involuntarily raised his eyes to meet Lin Luxiao's eyes hidden under gold-rimmed glasses.

Pitch black and deep, like the sea under the night sky, mysterious and incomprehensible.

His face was tense, and the originally soft lines became sharp and hard at the moment.

Schumann knew that he didn't pay much attention to Lin Luxiao and didn't know much, but the people in his impression never showed such a look.

He's ......

In a daze, Lin Luxiao had already held Schumann's body steadily, it seemed that Schumann's gaze was too straight and sharp, and it seemed that he didn't want to hide his heart deeply, and he was seen by Schumann through his eyes, so he never looked at Schumann's eyes.

The next second, he let go of the arm that was holding Schumann:

"Be careful, let's go."

His voice returned to its previous warmth and softness, and his expression was no longer hard and sharp, and when Schumann looked at it again, he had changed back to the barrister with a graceful demeanor and a gentle temperament.

It was as if everything just now was her delusion.

Schumann stood straight on the steps, looked at Lin Luxiao's tall and slender back, slowly left his sight, and slightly collected his mind.

It's a delusion, right?

Otherwise, at that moment just now, how could she feel that Lin Luxiao's gaze was a little familiar? Like, in someone's body, I also saw it.

Walking into the café, Lin Luxiao asked for a position near the corner of the window, which was very secluded. At this time, there are not many people in the café, and they sit in a relatively corner position, so they can talk with peace of mind.

Schumann had also relieved himself at this time, as if the little episode on the steps had not happened.

But she didn't notice that Lin Luxiao's hands hanging on his knees were clenching hard little by little.

She had kept her distance from him to such an extent?

Even if she was about to fall, if he gently supported her, she would want to avoid him as if she were avoiding a poisonous snake and beast, and even fell a second time.

In the end, where is he inferior to that Jiang Yan?

In terms of appearance, he doesn't feel worse than Jiang Yan at all, and in terms of identity and money, even if he can't have a net worth of billions like Jiang Yan, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Why?

Could it be that just because Schumann and Jiang Yan were once together?

Be!

Last time Schumann only said half of it, but that doesn't mean he can't investigate it himself.

So, he knows everything now.

knew that Schumann's best years had been given to Jiang Yan, and he also knew that Jiang Yan said goodbye three years ago and left Schumann alone in Beicheng.

Originally, he thought that Schumann, who was as jealous and hateful as a character, would not easily forgive Jiang Yan. But I didn't expect that Schumann would be ...... to Jiang Yan now

Thinking of this, Lin Luxiao's body didn't tense up. Schumann sat opposite, he was afraid of being seen, so he simply closed his eyes slightly, hiding the unwillingness and jealousy that appeared in his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he turned back into the elegant and gentle barrister Lin Luxiao,

Schumann finally couldn't wait to speak first:

"After you talked to Qiao Fei, what happened?"

Scold!

Lin Luxiao couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart when he heard this, but his face was still silent:

"It's strange to say.

Qiao Fei's mental state is really normal, except for his sexual orientation, he is almost no different from ordinary people. My team checked the records you sent over, and didn't find any mental problems with Qiao Fei. ”

As soon as Lin Luxiao opened his mouth, he talked about Qiao Fei's mental situation, and Schumann didn't understand it:

"Yes, Qiao Fei's mental condition should be fine. It's just, what does this have to do with what I told me? ”

"Yes!"

Lin Luxiao nodded firmly:

"Because no matter what we talk about, he's in normal shape. But when I talked to him about the song "Black Sunday" you talked about, his situation became very strange. ”

Odd? Lin Luxiao actually used these two words strangely?

Schumann had heard that piece before, and if he didn't repeat it, he naturally knew that there was something wrong with that piece, but it would not cause people to have problems with their mental condition.

Besides, Qiao Fei himself can hypnotize, he can hypnotize himself, and he is not controlled by that tune.

How can it be strange?

Moreover, the song was not found in Qiao Fei's residence or electronic devices, but in the electronic devices of the two deceased, Jiang Wenyue and Fu Jiawei.

These questions all came out in one fell swoop, and Schumann only felt as if there were countless ants gnawing and crawling together on his body.

"What's this strange method?"

She kept her emotions in check and tried to make her voice sound as normal as possible.

Lin Luxiao glanced at her deeply, then slowly picked up the coffee cup, brought it to his lips elegantly, and took a sip gently:

"The first time, when I asked him, he said he didn't know.

And it doesn't look like he's talking at all. I know that since you're looking for me, it means that there must be something wrong with this matter.

So the second time, I was alone and went to him again! ”

As he spoke, Lin Luxiao put down the coffee cup:

"And this second time, I found out that something was wrong."

Shu Man stared at Lin Luxiao for a moment with a pair of bright dark eyes.

Lin Luxiao: "At the beginning, when I asked him if he knew that tune, he was still the same as when he first asked before, saying that he didn't know, he hadn't heard it, and his state was normal.

However, as I continued to ask, his expression immediately began to look wrong. ”

When Lin Luxiao said this, a pair of sword eyebrows were gently knotted:

I don't know how to describe that something was wrong, but his eyes were glazed out as if he wasn't focused. He looked at me, but not like he was looking at me.

Then, no matter what I asked him, he wouldn't speak. It's just a soft hum in his mouth, a very strange and strange tune. ”

After speaking, Lin Luxiao turned around, took out something from his briefcase, and put it in front of Schumann:

"I don't know what kind of tune he was humming, but I thought of the song 'Black Sunday' you said, so I recorded it, you can listen to it."

When Schumann heard this, his whole face was already dark. His eyes involuntarily fell on the table in front of him, on the small recorder, paused, picked up the headphones, and stuffed them into his cochlea.

Lin Luxiao picked up the recorder and clicked play, and a hoarse and ethereal male voice immediately came from inside.

"Lalala...... Lalala......"

Schumann's body was agitated, and his eyes instantly expanded. Lin Luxiao may not know, but as Schumann who has heard it many times, even though Qiao Fei's humming is a little vague and intermittent, she still hears it at once.

What Qiao Fei hummed was the mysterious and weird song that appeared in the previous case and in the electronic devices of the deceased in this case-

Black Sunday!

Schumann took off his headphones, and his black eyes seemed to be caught in countless blades, and he projected straight towards Lin Luxiao, who was sitting opposite......

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

The black car drove steadily on the spacious streets of the northern city.

Since the last time he talked to Lin Luxiao, and Lin Luxiao also promised that he and Schumann would only be friends and no longer have other thoughts, the atmosphere between the two would no longer be as awkward as before.

It's just that sitting together at such close proximity, Schumann still felt that he couldn't find any topic.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the small space inside the car became a little strange for a while.

Maybe Lin Luxiao also felt it, and after a moment, he spoke slowly, breaking the silent atmosphere:

"What do you want to eat?"

At this time, he really should have eaten something, but Schumann's heart was full of things about "Black Sunday" and Jiang Yan, so he was naturally not in the mood to sit down with Lin Luxiao and have a steady meal.

"I'm not hungry, let's find a place and have something to drink."

Hearing Schumann's words, Lin Luxiao couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips and smile softly.

Schumann may not have noticed it, but along the way, her eyes, her tense body, all told him that she was very concerned and anxious.

I'm anxious to know the answer to that thing.

Lin Luxiao didn't know Schumann on the first day, so he naturally knew that Schumann would not be in such a hurry even if he was anxious about the case. And she's like this now, I'm afraid there's only one reason-

Jiang Yan!

Thinking of this person, Lin Luxiao's inky eyes were almost invisible, and a dull light flashed. But he was very well measured, and kept looking straight ahead, driving without squinting, so that in just a moment, he returned to his usual appearance, so that Schumann did not notice it at all.

Lin Luxiao:

"Okay, there's a café nearby, let's go there."

"Good!"

The car finally stopped at the door of a café, and Schumann and Lin Luxiao got out of the car in turn. The two of them walked towards the café.

I don't know if it was because of his impatience, Schumann's pace was a little fast, so that when he stepped up the steps, he didn't even stand firm. The body staggered, and the center of gravity shifted backwards.

And Lin Luxiao happened to be standing behind Schumann, seeing that she was about to fall, almost subconsciously, without thinking, he stretched out his arms, hugged Schumann's whole person, and held him in his arms.

The expected fall did not come, but was embraced by a warm embrace. Schumann was excited, and before he could stand firmly, he hurriedly wanted to break free from Lin Luxiao's embrace.

Lin Luxiao has always been gentle and elegant in front of Schumann, but this time, unexpectedly, he tightened his arms firmly, and he didn't mean to let go of Schumann at all:

"Don't move!"

He spoke, his voice low with a hint of displeasure.

Schumann was stunned for a moment, and involuntarily raised his eyes to meet Lin Luxiao's eyes hidden under gold-rimmed glasses.

Pitch black and deep, like the sea under the night sky, mysterious and incomprehensible.

His face was tense, and the originally soft lines became sharp and hard at the moment.

Schumann knew that he didn't pay much attention to Lin Luxiao and didn't know much, but the people in his impression never showed such a look.

He's ......

In a daze, Lin Luxiao had already held Schumann's body steadily, it seemed that Schumann's gaze was too straight and sharp, and it seemed that he didn't want to hide his heart deeply, and he was seen by Schumann through his eyes, so he never looked at Schumann's eyes.

The next second, he let go of the arm that was holding Schumann:

"Be careful, let's go."

His voice returned to its previous warmth and softness, and his expression was no longer hard and sharp, and when Schumann looked at it again, he had changed back to the barrister with a graceful demeanor and a gentle temperament.

It was as if everything just now was her delusion.

Schumann stood straight on the steps, looked at Lin Luxiao's tall and slender back, slowly left his sight, and slightly collected his mind.

It's a delusion, right?

Otherwise, at that moment just now, how could she feel that Lin Luxiao's gaze was a little familiar? Like, in someone's body, I also saw it.

Walking into the café, Lin Luxiao asked for a position near the corner of the window, which was very secluded. At this time, there are not many people in the café, and they sit in a relatively corner position, so they can talk with peace of mind.

Schumann had also relieved himself at this time, as if the little episode on the steps had not happened.

But she didn't notice that Lin Luxiao's hands hanging on his knees were clenching hard little by little.

She had kept her distance from him to such an extent?

Even if she was about to fall, if he gently supported her, she would want to avoid him as if she were avoiding a poisonous snake and beast, and even fell a second time.

In the end, where is he inferior to that Jiang Yan?

In terms of appearance, he doesn't feel worse than Jiang Yan at all, and in terms of identity and money, even if he can't have a net worth of billions like Jiang Yan, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Why?

Could it be that just because Schumann and Jiang Yan were once together?

Be!

Last time Schumann only said half of it, but that doesn't mean he can't investigate it himself.

So, he knows everything now.

knew that Schumann's best years had been given to Jiang Yan, and he also knew that Jiang Yan said goodbye three years ago and left Schumann alone in Beicheng.

Originally, he thought that Schumann, who was as jealous and hateful as a character, would not easily forgive Jiang Yan. But I didn't expect that Schumann would be ...... to Jiang Yan now

Thinking of this, Lin Luxiao's body didn't tense up. Schumann sat opposite, he was afraid of being seen, so he simply closed his eyes slightly, hiding the unwillingness and jealousy that appeared in his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he turned back into the elegant and gentle barrister Lin Luxiao,

Schumann finally couldn't wait to speak first:

"After you talked to Qiao Fei, what happened?"

Scold!

Lin Luxiao couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart when he heard this, but his face was still silent:

"It's strange to say.

Qiao Fei's mental state is really normal, except for his sexual orientation, he is almost no different from ordinary people. My team checked the records you sent over, and didn't find any mental problems with Qiao Fei. ”

As soon as Lin Luxiao opened his mouth, he talked about Qiao Fei's mental situation, and Schumann didn't understand it:

"Yes, Qiao Fei's mental condition should be fine. It's just, what does this have to do with what I told me? ”

"Yes!"

Lin Luxiao nodded firmly:

"Because no matter what we talk about, he's in normal shape. But when I talked to him about the song "Black Sunday" you talked about, his situation became very strange. ”

Odd? Lin Luxiao actually used these two words strangely?

Schumann had heard that piece before, and if he didn't repeat it, he naturally knew that there was something wrong with that piece, but it would not cause people to have problems with their mental condition.

Besides, Qiao Fei himself can hypnotize, he can hypnotize himself, and he is not controlled by that tune.

How can it be strange?

Moreover, the song was not found in Qiao Fei's residence or electronic devices, but in the electronic devices of the two deceased, Jiang Wenyue and Fu Jiawei.

These questions all came out in one fell swoop, and Schumann only felt as if there were countless ants gnawing and crawling together on his body.

"What's this strange method?"

She kept her emotions in check and tried to make her voice sound as normal as possible.

Lin Luxiao glanced at her deeply, then slowly picked up the coffee cup, brought it to his lips elegantly, and took a sip gently:

"The first time, when I asked him, he said he didn't know.

And it doesn't look like he's talking at all. I know that since you're looking for me, it means that there must be something wrong with this matter.

So the second time, I was alone and went to him again! ”

As he spoke, Lin Luxiao put down the coffee cup:

"And this second time, I found out that something was wrong."

Shu Man stared at Lin Luxiao for a moment with a pair of bright dark eyes.

Lin Luxiao: "At the beginning, when I asked him if he knew that tune, he was still the same as when he first asked before, saying that he didn't know, he hadn't heard it, and his state was normal.

However, as I continued to ask, his expression immediately began to look wrong. ”

When Lin Luxiao said this, a pair of sword eyebrows were gently knotted:

I don't know how to describe that something was wrong, but his eyes were glazed out as if he wasn't focused. He looked at me, but not like he was looking at me.

Then, no matter what I asked him, he wouldn't speak. It's just a soft hum in his mouth, a very strange and strange tune. ”

After speaking, Lin Luxiao turned around, took out something from his briefcase, and put it in front of Schumann:

"I don't know what kind of tune he was humming, but I thought of the song 'Black Sunday' you said, so I recorded it, you can listen to it."

When Schumann heard this, his whole face was already dark. His eyes involuntarily fell on the table in front of him, on the small recorder, paused, picked up the headphones, and stuffed them into his cochlea.

Lin Luxiao picked up the recorder and clicked play, and a hoarse and ethereal male voice immediately came from inside.

"Lalala...... Lalala......"

Schumann's body was agitated, and his eyes instantly expanded. Lin Luxiao may not know, but as Schumann who has heard it many times, even though Qiao Fei's humming is a little vague and intermittent, she still hears it at once.

What Qiao Fei hummed was the mysterious and weird song that appeared in the previous case and in the electronic devices of the deceased in this case-

Black Sunday!

Schumann took off his headphones, and his black eyes seemed to be caught in countless blades, and he projected straight towards Lin Luxiao, who was sitting opposite......

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