Sense of smell

"Is that Mr. Jiang Yue, hello, my name is Gu Rongsheng, Zhao Yi's college classmate."

Jiang Yue shook hands with the young man who introduced himself. The man had half-length light chestnut hair, a bunch of it was tied up at the back of his head, his eyes were very bright, and his clothes exuded the atmosphere of an artist. Men are worlds apart.

After greeting each other, the two sat down in the lounge, and the service robot immediately brought several cups of hot tea. Gu Rongsheng raised the cup and took a sip, and then Jiang Yue said straight to the point: "Mr. Is there something different about that sheet music?"

When Gu Rongsheng heard this, he put down his teacup, smiled lightly and said, "You can just call me Xiao Gu. It is indeed different. The second suite is seldom played, and the famous ones are the first and sixth suites. If there is no score, I may not be able to find the clues."

He took out the tablet and clicked on the sheet music. There were dense notes like tadpoles crawling in front of him. Jiang Yue couldn't help but feel a headache. He only heard Gu Rongsheng pointing to the sheet music and saying: "From this section to this section, there are no mistakes in the notes, but I changed an accent by mistake. You can see that this F should be marked on the second syllable, but the score you gave is marked on the third note. Then the rhythm of this entire section is wrong, and even affects to the rhythm of the next bar."

Jiang Yue listened to his explanation half-understood, and then took a closer look at the syllable that Gu Rongsheng pointed out, but in his eyes, it was all black bean sprouts, so he had to give up, and nodded as if nothing had happened.

Gu Rongsheng seemed to see that he didn't understand the rhythm, so he opened an audio file leisurely, fast-forwarded to the location of this measure, and the melodious cello melody came from the tablet. After a while, Gu Rongsheng Press Pause.

"Please remember this tune, and now I will play it according to the score you gave me." After finishing speaking, Gu Rongsheng took the cello case behind him, put it on the ground and opened it, and a high-quality spruce cello appeared on the scene In front of the two.Gu Rongsheng picked up the cello, put it in a good posture, and looked at the music score on the tablet for a while, pinched the bow with his right hand and brushed the strings slightly, and the notes followed.

Jiang Yue listened attentively, and sure enough, as Gu Rongsheng said, the melody was very different from the original version he heard before, only the change of the accent changed the rhythm of these verses drastically.

After finishing the last syllable, Gu Rongsheng habitually flicked his bow, then turned his wrist slightly, and said to Jiang Yue, "Can you hear the difference?"

Jiang Yue folded his hands in thought, and nodded when he heard the sound. It seemed to be no different from his guess. If hypnosis can be performed through rhythm, then this score is the main point of three years ago. Besides conducting, he is familiar with this score. Only the cello soloist, but he returned to Italy after playing, and he was not interrogated at that time.

It seems that this is a fish that slipped through the net, Jiang Yue thought to himself, he thanked Gu Rongsheng, Gu Rongsheng waved his hand to indicate that you are not welcome, and then said: "Let me say something, where did you get this score?"

Jiang Yue replied: "This score was used in a concert three years ago."

Gu Rongsheng pondered for a moment and said, "There are not many concerts with cello solos. I suddenly remembered what you said."

After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone, clicked twice casually, and a musician's personal resume appeared on the search engine.

"Zhou Yan, a cellist, studied in Italy, and seems to have been to City B three years ago."

Jiang Yue looked at the man who appeared on the screen. Wrinkles had covered his cheeks, deeply depicting the traces of the years. The concert at that time did not write down the lives of each performer in detail, so Jiang Yue could not conclude that this Zhou Yan, is it the person who played three years ago?

"You seem to know him better?" Jiang Yue asked Gu Rongsheng. Generally speaking, few people would care about the coming and going of another person, let alone what happened three years ago, unless the two had already known each other.

"Well, it's okay." Gu Rongsheng took back his phone, pressed the lock screen and smiled at Jiang Yue and said, "I used to study under him for a while when I was studying in Italy."

Jiang Yue thought for a moment, raised his teacup, took a sip and said, "I heard that you are going back to Italy in a while, will you see Mr. Zhou?"

After thinking for a while, Gu Rongsheng said: "I should see you. I haven't been to Italy for too long this time. I just got a certificate. I will return to China with Mr. Zhou after a while. Do you want to meet him?"

Jiang Yue nodded affirmatively, and the two exchanged contact information.Gu Rongsheng was about to carry the cello and leave, Jiang Yue rushed to help carry it, Gu Rongsheng was slightly startled, and followed Jiang Yue out of the lounge.

When he got to the office, Zhao Yi was already waiting here, chatting with Wei Lan constantly, Wei Lan was not a character who would chat with strangers, Jiang Yue raised his eyebrows in surprise, but did not express much, and took Gu Rongsheng away into the office.

When Wei Lan noticed the arrival of the two, she immediately turned sideways to say hello, and Zhao Yi also turned her head. She smiled and asked, "How is it? Is everything going well?"

"Thank you for your help, it is very useful." Jiang Yue said with a faint smile, "After a while, I may have to trouble Xiao Gu again."

Gu Rongsheng waved his hand quickly, Zhao Yi nodded in satisfaction, said goodbye to Wei Lan, and followed them to the lobby on the first floor.Jiang Yue looked at his watch while walking, and it was time for Lin Chuan to re-examine. Zhao Yi saw his worry and said, "I went to see Xiao Chuan just now, and the doctor said there is nothing serious, and all the parameters are quite stable. , maybe you can wake up tomorrow."

Jiang Yue hummed in a low voice, and said embarrassedly: "Recently, I have really troubled you. When Lin Chuan recovers, I will definitely treat you to a meal with him."

Zhao Yi smiled happily, nodded and said: "Okay, then I'd rather be obedient than respectful."

Gu Rongsheng and Zhao Yi walked out of the main office gate, the cold mechanical sound kept ringing in his ears, he looked back, Jiang Yue was walking in anxiously, the handsome man couldn't hide his worried expression.

"Rongsheng, what's the matter? Forgot something?" Seeing Gu Rongsheng looking back, Zhao Yi couldn't help asking.

"No." Gu Rongsheng withdrew his gaze, and grasped the shoulder strap of the cello case tightly, "Let's go." He said lightly.

Fang He was sitting beside the hospital bed, holding an old photo in his hand, the color had already started to fade, and the corners were slightly rolled up due to frequent reading. In the photo, two young people crossed their shoulders and smiled at the camera. happy.

He stared at the young man lying on the hospital bed. The outline of the young man who hadn't eaten oil or salt for nearly a week made his bones more distinct. The light yellow light cast warmly on his thin eyelids, making his face look particularly peaceful.

"Sometimes it looks quite similar." He smiled lightly, murmuring to himself in the quiet ward.

After a while, he stood up, turned and left the ward amidst the beeping of the heart rate monitor.

As soon as Jiang Yue arrived on the floor of the inpatient department, he saw Fang He walking towards him, as if he was about to leave.He hid his surprise and stopped to salute.

Fang He glanced at him, nodded slightly, and then walked into the elevator. Jiang Yue watched his leaving back. Fang He's warning to him was still lingering in his ears. He always felt that Fang He seemed to be hiding something. It's not that the truth is difficult to chase, but that someone covers the sky with one hand and covers the truth with one blow, and he doesn't even have the strength to lift the mist.

Jiang Yue shook his head to get rid of distracting thoughts, and gently pushed the door in. He removed the medical robot as always, changed the water on the vase on the bedside table, and took a wet towel to wipe Lin Chuan's skin. He cleaned carefully, for fear of Accidentally hurt someone again.After the drip was finished, he hurriedly called the nurse to urge the medicine to be changed, and then sat quietly beside Lin Chuan, silently outlining his outline with his eyes.

I will catch the truth.He made a firm promise in his heart, and then raised his hand to tuck the quilt up.As the night gradually fell, the lights of Wanjia were already sporadic outside the window. When the sky was completely dark, he gently turned off the lights in the ward, closed the door and left.

A few days ago, he hypnotized Le Yiyang. Now he just woke up and was taken back to the interrogation room. He was sitting crookedly like a wilted straw.Although Fang He had made a conclusion, Zhang Li committed suicide, and Le Yiyang went to jail soon, but the relationship between the girl and him has not been clarified for a long time. It's frustrating.

So Tang Zhengfeng came up with a plan. If the two had reached some kind of cooperation before, the girl might speak up when she saw Le Yiyang.

A group of the real case team stood in front of the single-sided glass, Jiang Yue and Le Yiyang sat in the interrogation room, Jiang Yue kept talking, Le Yiyang responded one after another, although only the one wearing a headset People can hear what they are talking about, but it doesn't really matter, and Jiang Yue didn't ask too many important questions.

Finally, Huang Mao came with the girl. The girl whose hands were imprisoned by handcuffs still lowered her eyes and followed Huang Mao silently. Seeing this, Tang Zhengfeng beckoned them to come forward and signaled Jiang Yue through the headset.

The girl approached slowly, looked at the people in the room through the single-sided glass indifferently, Le Yiyang still lowered her head, her eyes were dull, she shook her head stiffly like a puppet out of strings.Jiang Yue was not annoyed, and calmly took out the aluminum suitcase that Le Yiyang had stolen.

The public voice was turned on: "I guess this box contains what you want - Valium, right?"

Le Yiyang slowly raised his eyes and nodded lightly at a small frequency, but no one noticed that the pupils of the girl outside the interrogation room suddenly contracted, her body tensed unconsciously, and she was staring intently at the silver-white suitcase.

"Who asked you to get it?"

Jiang Yue's voice came out slowly, with mechanical noise, Le Yiyang stared blankly at Jiang Yue, for a long time, he opened his mouth slowly.

Huang Mao, who was standing beside the girl, suddenly felt his waist loosen. He looked down, only to see that the pistol pinned to his crotch had disappeared.

In the next second, no one realized what happened, until the sound of the pistol being loaded woke everyone up like a spell.

——One-sided glass is not bulletproof!

"Damn it!" Huang Mao hurriedly snatched the pistol from the girl's hand, but it was too late, and the girl pressed the trigger at this moment.

wow...

The sound of one-sided glass shattering was particularly ear-piercing. Everyone outside hurriedly pinned the girl to the ground. The girl who was rewarded lightly raised the corners of her mouth and closed her eyes without struggling.

At this time, Jiang Yue frowned, looking in disbelief at the outside world that was no longer blocked by the single-sided glass, the outside was in chaos, and all anxiety and noise came into his mind.

Medical robots and medical staff swarmed in to rescue Le Yiyang, who was shot in the neck like a dead sheep. He fell on the interrogation table lifeless. The blood flowing out from the rupture of the carotid artery merged into a big pool, bright red. glaring.

Jiang Yue stood up in a trance, rubbing the center of his brows heavily, this sudden change felt inexplicably familiar.

It's dead again...

He looked at the chaotic crowd around him, and the air pressure in this area suddenly tightened. Even though he knew that everything was futile, everyone was still doing useless work unacceptably.

Jiang Yue took a deep breath, the smell of blood rushed into his mouth and nose, hitting his reason, he slowly wiped off the blood splashed on his face, trembling all over his body.

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The content summary is selected from "Oliver Twist".

Jiang Yue: Why do I have to bear so much every time? I am so wronged.