Chapter 53: The Sound of the Piano
Looking at the extremely serious eyes on Xinghao's beautiful face, Xiao Yin's face turned slightly red. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Seeing this, Dugu Yanyue's expression couldn't help but dim a little, and then immediately returned to its original state.
However, this scene did not escape Dongfang Qianqian's eyes.
Dongfang Qianqian looked at these three people, shook the Tianji fan slightly, and a look of good show appeared on his face.
Xiao Yin didn't have the heart to think about anything else at the moment, just nodded towards Xing Hao and said, "Okay." ā
Then the figure moved again, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
After a while, Xiao Yin came to the end of the staircase, a hole that was only a few feet long.
Xiao Yin stood in the stairway with bated breath, touched the Wanzi Heaven and Earth Box behind him, and then slowly released all the perceptual power around him.
At this time, Xiao Yin seemed to have become an alert hunter, and every pore seemed to exude an alert perception all over his body.
No one could have imagined that in this short moment, such an inconspicuous young man dressed in coarse linen would have such a big transformation, as if he had completely changed his person.
After Xiao Yin was silent for a moment, he didn't notice anything unusual.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Yin slapped the wall with one hand and one foot.
Scold!
Xiao Yin deftly jumped out of the stairway.
However, everything that caught the eye shocked Xiao Yin.
In the deep night, the first thing that catches your eye is an endless surging river.
Where Xiao Yin was standing at the moment was an empty dock.
The wharf was empty all around, except for a large ship that was quietly docked in front of Xiao Yin, as if it had been waiting for Xiao Yin.
"It's ...... Could it be the West Pier?!"
Xiao Yin looked around for a moment and immediately came to an astonishing judgment.
"That's right! This should be it! I've been to the warehouse here during the day. This is the West Pier of the city. ā
Xiao Yin endured the shock in his heart and finally determined the position he had prescribed.
"It seems that the method of the thirteen predecessors of the word B is to take the waterway to help us get out of the city. This big ship should be the ship arranged by the thirteen predecessors to leave Shouyang City, and the mark in the secret passage is also to guide us here. But where is he now? Where is Mr. Gongsun?"
Thinking of this, Xiao Yin's mind began to run rapidly.
However, at this moment, Xiao Yin's gaze suddenly stayed on the deck of the big ship opposite.
Because something placed in the middle of the deck instantly attracted all of Xiao Yin's attention.
This object is about two zhang long and about one zhang wide, and the whole body is wrapped in a pitch-black tarpaulin that is impermeable, and at first glance, it looks like a huge cabinet or box.
It was the black coffin that Xiao Yin and his party were looking for!
Xiao Yin's pupils contracted instantly.
"Black coffin!"
Xiao Yin was overjoyed.
However, in an instant, Xiao Yin sensed that something was wrong.
"No, how could the black coffin appear here in a hurry? It is not surprising that the thirteenth senior was able to arrange the ship, but how could he know about the black coffin? How could he put the black coffin on the ship? Didn't the black coffin fall into the hands of the opponent?"
A series of questions quickly flashed through Xiao Yin's mind.
Xiao Yin's clear eyes flashed, and then he secretly screamed badly.
However, before Xiao Yin could make the next move, a faint sound of the piano suddenly came from the boat.
The sound of this piano is like crying, like sadness and joy, and it makes people listen to it, and their hearts seem to be immersed in a sad past in an instant.
Xiao Yin was stunned, and immediately seemed to be attracted by the sound of the piano, and the whole person seemed to begin to fall into a state of meditation.
At this moment, scenes of flashing images began to appear in Xiao Yin's mind.
In a gloomy hall, a teenager of fourteen or fifteen years old stood in front of a morgue littered with filthy dead bodies.
It was Xiao Yin a few years ago.
I saw Xiao Yin's face calm, looking at the large pile of corpses in front of him, but without the slightest fear and panic, he raised a pair of scissors and a pair of pliers, and slowly came to one of the corpses.
Then, without hesitation, most of the hair on the top of the corpse's head was cut off, revealing a bare scalp.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yin stretched out his hands and squeezed them slightly on this scalp.
After a few moments, a little red suddenly appeared on the scalp.
Xiao Yin watched Yin Hong appear at this point, and immediately stabbed the pliers into it slightly.
A moment later, a nail several inches long was pincered out of the deceased's head.
After Xiao Yin finished all this with a calm face, he wrote a few neat lines of small words in the column marked the cause of death somewhere on the top of a case file on the morgue.
"A three-inch and four-point iron nail pierced directly into the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, causing the bitter master to die on the spot. The time of death was between the time of yesterday and the time of day. ā
Then, Xiao Yin carefully filled in the following paragraph in another column marked with the word "suggestion" in the case file.
"From the point of view of the modus operandi, although the perpetrator's methods were cruel and secretive, from the wrong selection of the size of the iron nail and the roughness and clumsiness of the location of the acupuncture, it is obvious that the perpetrator was an inexperienced person, and there was no trace of struggle or fight on the deceased, so it can be roughly inferred that the perpetrator should be a person who was familiar to the victim. Judging from the time of the crime, it is very likely that he was the victim's pillow. ā
At this moment, the picture flashed, and a new scene appeared.
A richly dressed woman with a delicate face knelt on top of the county government hall, looking at a three-inch-long iron nail in front of her with a complicated expression.
After a while, the woman suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "That's right! It's me! I killed him!"
Tang Shang County Ling Fan Xuan was shocked and said: "Boldly offending a woman, you actually murdered your husband by such cruel means!"
The woman's laughter suddenly stopped, and then she said with an extremely hideous expression: "Cruel?!!haha!"
"Do you know that this third child is the robber who committed a lot of bloody crimes ten years ago!"
"Do you know that Zhang Laosan, who killed a thousand knives, is the murderer of my biological father!"
"Do you know that after he kills someone, he will divide the corpses of people and horses, so that they will die without all corpses!"
"Do you know that after he killed my whole family, he forcibly took possession of me, forced me to be a slave and a slave, and suffered humiliation!"
"Do you know that after he did all the bad things, he hid in this Taiping County and became a squire!
Then the woman let out another series of horrible laughter.
Above the lobby, there was a shock.
At this moment, a pair of clear eyes suddenly appeared behind the curtain in the lobby, and it was Xiao Yin who was secretly hiding behind.
After listening to the woman's story, Xiao Yin turned his back silently and slowly closed his eyes.
The picture flashed again, Xiao Yin suddenly appeared on a barren mountain and wild mountain, holding a three-inch dagger in his hand, and a pile of corpses lying horizontally and vertically at his feet.
Judging by the clothes of the corpses, it is clear that they are bandits and the like.
Looking at Xiao Yin again, he was carrying a black box behind him, but the whole person was drenched in blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of these strongmen under his feet.
Xiao Yin looked at the corpse under his feet expressionlessly, and said slowly: "Life and death are over, and the rest of your road will be left to me." ā
With that, Xiao Yin spit out a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then packed the body in a dilapidated carriage and left.
That's it, the past ten years of mortuary experience
Like a marquee, it flew through Xiao Yin's mind.
An indescribable mood stirred in Xiao Yin's heart, making Xiao Yin a little in a trance.
Xiao Yin's whole person seemed to be stunned, standing on the dock, without any movement.
Everything seems to be still.
However, at this moment, a slight sound of breaking the air sounded.
On the deck, a cold light shot out, and the target was Xiao Yin, who was standing still below.