The other side of the perfect world

#19 Double Helix

"What do you think of Chopin's piano pieces?"

In the ear, Makishima's light voice sounded, and the cunning squinted his eyes, and hardly saw the movement of those two soft lips.They are now sitting in the middle of the concert stands, which should be worth more than a human kidney no matter how you look at it.Although he didn't know when Makishima bought the tickets, but with Makishima's financial resources, just two tickets for the concert, naturally, he couldn't trouble him.

"Piano music is just piano music. What do you think of it?"

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this meaningful laugh, Qiao Yao felt that he was definitely being ridiculed, and his heart suddenly became upset.

"I'm not as artistic as you. I even went to a girls' school to pretend to be an art teacher."

"I didn't expect you to hold grudges unexpectedly! A man with a small stomach and a small belly is not welcome."

"What's the use of being so popular."

"Well... na..."

On the stage, Haru Hasegawa was intoxicated playing Chopin's "Funeral March", which was later known as "Piano Sonata No. 3 in B flat minor" Chapter [-].

In the audience, unlike Makishima, Kouchi was not so much concentrating on enjoying the performance, but rather concentrating on finding doubts about Hasegawa Haru himself.

"So far nothing out of the ordinary."

While talking, he glanced at the dial emitting a faint light in the dark—more than half of the two-hour concert had gone on.

Nothing happened. From the standpoint of the police, there is no doubt that this is a good thing. However, it is strange that nothing happened!

If it's just an ordinary piano concert, why would someone commit suicide after listening to it?

Suicide... seems to be a way of escape, a manifestation of incompetence, but not everyone in the world who wants to die can commit suicide——

Suicide takes courage.

In Qiao Nian's view, if the criminal used some incredible crime techniques to create the illusion of suicide, then these suicides should be related to each other, or they should leave behind iconic objects related to the crime. Zhou Zhang, it would be unreasonable to kill people indiscriminately, but there is no evidence for this inference.

Then, the biggest possibility is that something happened to these people after listening to Hasegawa Haru’s concert, whether they were induced or coerced, in short, something unexpected must have happened. In desperation, he committed suicide.

In this way, as long as he listened to the concert from beginning to end, he should be able to find the answer.

But... why?His heart seemed to be tightly wound by slender but strong piano wires, and he became more and more uneasy.

The body's perception system for ominous omens is like a dormant beast suddenly waking up and rampaging in the chest cavity.

"This Hasegawa Haru...is very talented."

Just as Koujima was thinking quickly, Makishima said something that had nothing to do with the incident.

"Talent means...?"

"His hands have the power to release the music itself. Listening to him playing the piano, you will be unconsciously drawn into a space that does not belong to reality, where there is only music, and people will only perceive what he wants people to perceive. , just like a programmer designing a piece of software, what the user can experience is only the function that the programmer wants the user to experience... This, to be exaggerated, is a kind of ability to induce and manipulate, but it is rare for a pianist A talent acquired. It does not rely on hard work or nurture, it is... an innate talent that will make people mad with envy."

Even though the venue was dimly lit, Kou could still clearly see Makishima's side face, which was outlined by the lines of a smile.

"It's rare to see you praise people like this!"

Blunting it, he didn't realize that when he said it, he looked like a man who was jealous when his girlfriend cheated on him.

"This is not a compliment, just a general statement."

Makishima said as he turned his head to look at Kou.The auditorium, which is not favored by the lights, is very dark, so dark that no matter what you do to the people around you, you will not be disturbed by other people who are in the way.There was only one second between the time when the watery transparent smile floated up, and Makishima stretched out his hand to pinch Sly's chin.

The touch of uncleaned beard stubble is subtle and hard, and it hurts and itches a little when it pricks the fingertips.

"You also have an innate talent for catching thieves and killing people, which is so enviable..."

The lips exhaling warm breath slowly approached, and Qiao Niu felt that his heart was really beating like crazy.

Plop plop!Using the inside of the body that no one else can touch as a drumhead, he beat hard.

The lips that seem to stick together actually have a gap between them that is hard to be confirmed by the naked eye. This gap is like the distance between Makishima and Sly. Who is closer or farther away? Can tell!

The blood is screaming--

The body seemed to be stuffed with countless rushing bison, the sharp horns pierced the internal organs, and the hard hooves smashed the flesh and blood—the whole person was not calm.

A burst of elegant fragrance, like the morning dew, embraced him with open arms, and he knew that this was the perfume-like body odor that belonged to Makishima.

Seductive, dangerous, deadly...

The fists are clenched—the impulsive instinct and the repressed rationality are like the two ends of Tai Chi, and there is a fierce confrontation.

The flowing time is stuck on this frame.

"Funeral March" is still dancing in the huge concert hall, but no matter how loud and beautiful the piano sound is, it can't fill the sly ears.

After a while, with a slightly regretful smile, Makishima felt that it was best to end his teasing of the cunning.Although he really wanted to keep kissing like this, but he offered to offer a kiss, it seems to have happened once in a bar before, even if the purpose was just to feed a drink and perform for others to see .

If he and Qiao Yao really have a chance to kiss again, then from his standpoint, he hopes that he is the one being kissed.

The seemingly insignificant rigidity is an uncompromising persistence for him.

Stubbornness... It's a helpless thing to be said to be like this.

The lips exuding a sweet breath began to move, a little bit, distanced from the cunning face, and at this moment——

"Well!"

A shocking heat hit his lips, and Makishima Kinhito stared wide-eyed.

His heart seemed to be poked by a fingertip with long nails. This feeling was more exciting than eating a lot of mustard.

Sly Shinya, this man, kissed him——he even took the initiative to kiss him!

There seemed to be nothing in life that surprised and incredible him more than this. In an instant, Makishima's thoughts were like broken strings, one after another, and his brain was paralyzed.

Eyes... unconsciously closed.

The same is true for the cunning on the opposite side, the face that is almost integrated with the darkness, enjoying the undisturbed peace.

As a result, in the confrontation between instinct and rationality, beyond my expectation, it was rationality that lost.Although Cunning doesn't think that he is a mature and stable adult, he also doesn't think that he will be overwhelmed by the instinct of lust.

It seems that he overestimated himself too much.

The reason why he couldn't help kissing Makishima was because of Makishima's expression—the expression of wanting to be kissed by him, which deeply broke the last line of defense of reason.

Why Makishima showed such an expression, he didn't know, why he couldn't resist the temptation to taste this forbidden fruit, and he didn't want to delve into it further.

Things that the brain can't get an answer to no matter how much it thinks, it's up to the body to decide.

So, he acted.

Makishima's lips are sweet; the naughty tip of the tongue uses gentle force to pry open the soft upper lip, and the teeth hidden in it are also sweet; after several trials, he finally caught the tongue that likes to play hide-and-seek, which is better than cotton candy There is also a thick and elastic tongue, which is also sweet.

The body is heating up.

Like soaking in a hot spring pool filled with honey, the hot lips that were tightly pressed together were sweating.

Not because of the warm air from the air conditioner, not because of the crowds at the venue... The reasons are self-evident.

Sure enough, the darkness will evoke the primitive desires of human beings, it is the breeding ground for evil, and it is the source of all mistakes... However, Kou felt that he had to thank the darkness for helping him see his true heart clearly by taking away his vision.

Makishima Seigo...I...to you...

"Then next..."

Suddenly, with a swish, the venue lights up, and Koujima and Makishima let go of each other almost as soon as their vision brightened.

"Really, why at this time..."

Smacking his lips, he rubbed his hair cunningly, and the "hedgehog head" that he took care of with great difficulty was turned into a hornet's nest by him.

"Why, if the venue is always so dark, do you still plan to continue?"

Makishima squinted at her cunningly, and gently touched her lower lip with her fingertips—it was so hot, but still wet.

This was probably the most embarrassing time in his life, even more embarrassing than when he was killed half a year ago... It seems that this man is really his nemesis.

A smile that was so complicated that it couldn't be explained in words decorated the corners of Makishima's lips, and there was still some crystal clear liquid on it.

"Continue...that would be dangerous."

As Qiao Niu said, he couldn't help but grabbed his left chest with his hands, and the beating heart inside was like a disobedient little devil, which couldn't be controlled by human power at all.

It's so dangerous...

Although he still has something to say, he has to be thankful for the intervention of this beam of light, otherwise he might really make an outrageous move.

No matter how you think about it, that kind of thing shouldn't happen at a concert, especially in front of major suspects.

"Do you regret it? Regret kissing me..."

Makishima's peaceful voice made people unable to distinguish the true intention hidden in it, and Kou couldn't help but let out a "ha".

"If I regret it, I might as well not have done it in the first place."

This answer was decisive, but Makishima didn't say anything about it.He raised his head and leaned against the back of the comfortable chair, his overly long silver-white bangs slightly covered his two jewel-like golden pupils, but even so, his two lips curved upward clearly conveyed his satisfaction.

that's it……

Among the clearly drawn conclusions, one is that the relationship between Kou and him has changed.He didn't care what twists the fate of the two of them would be twisted into by this change.

Always playing the role of a prophet in religious portraits, only just now did he truly enjoy the happiness of being a human being.

For a long time, he was the only one in the pure white world. Maybe it was heaven in the eyes of others, but to him, it was no different from hell.

So end it... my loneliness... end it for me with your hands, Shinya Koo.

He turned his head and glanced at the person sitting beside him, his starry eyes reflected the side face of Sly - Sly was also looking at him, his eyes were neither affectionate enough nor his cheeks turned red, the reaction was too plain and made him silent Sighed.

"Your face, which is more serious than a priest, makes me feel less attractive."

"Don't think about what's there and what's not. The most important thing now is to find out what's wrong with this guy, and we'll talk about the rest later."

"In the future..."

For some reason, Makishima showed a cheerful expression, and raised his chin to look up the stage.

Just then, the lights went out!

"It's started..."

"what?"

""Double Helix"...Hasegawa Haru's own composition."

"Double helix? What a strange name!"

"It is said that the inspiration was found from the genetic map. As for why it is a gene, you may understand it after listening to it."

"yes……"

Taking a deep breath and holding his breath, this is the last track of Hasegawa Haru's entire concert. Kouu thinks that if his intuition is correct, then this track will be the key to solving the mystery of serial suicides.

Under the stage, it was as quiet as a cemetery.

On the stage, sitting firmly in front of the pitch-black grand piano, Hasegawa Haru stroked the keys and started to move.