Chapter 141：

The plane that came back from the hustle and bustle was also a coincidence. Shortly after he came back, the city that had entered the early winter unexpectedly slammed the silver lightning. A violent storm hit, countless flights were late, and a group of passengers sighed at the airport.

The members of Bai Ai are naturally trapped in the city.

Daniel called and learned about the situation in Vienna. I probably knew that they really had to stay at Hongqiao Airport for four or five hours. He comforted the members of Pok Oi and replaced the one who had run ahead. Command, magnify the home and move freely.

Daniel didn't have a headache yet. He listened to Kedori, who was looking down at the phone, and suddenly screamed with amazement: "Wei love... something happened?!"

With a tight heart, Daniel rushed over and asked, "What's wrong, Kedori? What happened to Vai?"

Kdori immediately turned his mobile phone to Daniel, and saw it on the front page of the app page of the "Voice of Vienna" magazine, which was highlighted by the shocking red typing -

The chief of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra is suspected of murder and has been dismissed by the court.

Seeing the name of this article, Daniel was relieved a little. He recalled the letter he had sent a few months ago. He was naturally prepared for this result, but he did not expect it to come so suddenly, just one more away from the global tour of this year. The month.

Presumably, Mr. Dorensa, it will be very tricky in the face of such an unexpected situation.

but……

"Zayev is still murdered?!"

Kdori flipped through the contents of the article and explained: "It seems to be just suspected. It seems that he instructed people to prescribe a young violinist. I don't know what happened. The violinist died."

The two men discussed it for a while and then did not pay attention to it again. After all, things are still under investigation, and they just don’t have any influence on things.

Lyon Zayev and Luo Yusen, who are involved in this matter, have completely destroyed the reputation of both of them. Even Zayev, who has been in the World Orchestra for many years, faced with this scandal of drug and murder, it is also a lifetime that he does not want to turn over.

The classical music industry is king by strength. Although the circle is deep, nature is inevitably a bit dirty, but this does not mean that the circle has been decayed and dirty to tolerate the extent to which a villain can break the rules.

What kind of circle must have its bottom line, and now, Zayev and Luo Yusen obviously have completely crossed this bottom line.

At this time, the members of the Bai Ai who were trapped in the city of S. looked at the dark winds and black clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. They were lamented, and Zayev and Luo Yusen in the police station in Vienna had already suffered dozens of them. The question of the hour, even the spirit is about to collapse.

It stands to reason that normal police officers will not use such a severe and oppressive manner. But... this depends on who the object is.

After knowing that the number of deputy chiefs was actually sold for 5 million euros, the string that suppressed the anger in Mr. Dorensa’s mind was finally completely broken. He used all his own relationships and it was necessary to let These two disgusting villains got the lessons they deserved.

So Luo Yusen, who was illuminated by high-lights for more than 20 hours, has already collapsed into a state of collapse.

He hasn't closed his eyes for more than 20 hours. When he is sleepy and wants to fall asleep, the policeman's severe swearing and horrifying white light will wake him up and make his brain messy.

These police officers constantly repeat "Do you kill him", "How did you kill him?", "I will say it now, you may have a chance to get a suspended sentence." "You were personally at the beginning." Take his medicine, right?"

When the phrase "You took his medicine with your own hands" landed, Luo Yusen suddenly woke up in a nervous illusion. He immediately shook his head: "No, no, I didn't take his medicine! I have never Didn't take his medicine! He is dead, has nothing to do with me, has nothing to do with me!"

The police in the interrogation room looked at each other and nodded.

In another interrogation room, Zayev's situation is not much better than that of Luo Yusen. At the beginning, he insisted on the police. "I am waiting for my lawyer. I will not say anything until my lawyer arrives."

Poor and sad, Zayev has not realized until now that under the influence of Mr. Dorenza and a man, his lawyer has long resigned as a "private lawyer of Zayev" and braved. The risk of defaulting damages is not dare to intervene in this matter.

The police officers apparently did not pay attention to Zayev. They told him "I am sorry, no lawyers sent us a lawyer's letter", and then concocted the method of dealing with Luo Yusen and began to interrogate Zayev.

Zayev is more than 20 years old, and he is not so good. Coupled with the pampering of these years, Zayev actually had a soft leg when he first entered the interrogation room where all four walls were walls.

After being tortured for ten hours, Zayev’s spirit has collapsed, directly confessing everything he knows, and in the testimony he pushed the responsibility to Luo Yusen. It wasn’t until the police heard that he had taken the bribe, and Zayev slammed down and realized that his future was completely over.

I really want to thank Austria for being a benevolent country. There has never been a death sentence, and at most it has been life imprisonment. The perpetrators of these sinister prisons are being held in, and they are punished for life.

When Luo Yusen was sweating and was taken out of the interrogation room with his hands, he was so fortunate for the first time that he changed his nationality to Austrian in the past few years. If he is still a Chinese citizen, I am afraid that he is likely to be threatened with the death penalty at this moment.

But Luo Yusen...

Sometimes, living, it is much more painful than death!

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When he cleaned up the tableware and began to wash, a man who had eaten "white food" finally found his conscience and stood in front of the sink and began to brush the bowl.

Looking at the long, slender hands, gently rubbing the oil on the tableware, and looking at him with a funny smile on the cupboard, said: "So, you are planning to cook from me after that, you wash the dishes. Already?"

I seriously took a small piece of rice sticking to the evening and nodded. "I am still very good at washing dishes." There is a bit of pride in the tone, as if waiting for the praise of the youth.

However, I can't understand at all that there is anything to praise. I have to know that when he was only five or six years old, he helped his father-in-law to clean the house, and he could do more than this.

So he directly ignored a man whose face was "to praise me" and began to pick up the things in the house. When he was about to pack it up, he also wiped the last bowl with water and put it in the disinfection cabinet.

There is no automatic dishwasher in this apartment, but don't do anything... my heart is always a little empty.

When the cockroach walked out of the kitchen and found cockroaches, the youth was wiping the dust on the piano panel in the piano room.

The piano is actually very clean, and the bright and bright moonlight is projected from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, hitting the black and smooth board with a metal-like light.

When I saw the man entering the house, he stretched his hand and tried to wipe the middle part of the piano. He said: "In fact, I was going to empty the room tonight and tomorrow, to clean the room. After all, you I will be back tomorrow night, but I did not expect you to come back in advance."

He is a relatively self-reliant and independent person. He does not like other people in the family to come and go. It is probably aware of this, so he has already dismissed the hourly work of cleaning the house very early.

But now when he saw the young man trying to wipe the piano board, he browed and regretted it: Is this piano... is it too big? Well, sure enough, I should buy a smaller one.

Standing honestly, the Steinway nine-foot grand piano was rubbed by people.

He didn't let the cockroaches go down again. He took the dry cloth in the hands of the young man and put it aside. In a strange gaze, he took the other hand and walked over to the bench, and the two sat down together.

The black and white keys reflect the brilliance of the moonlight in the moonlight, staring blankly at the embarrassment, and some do not understand what he meant.

Anyone, as long as he sits in front of such a large, discouraged piano, can't help but hold his breath.

I watched the man pull up his hands and cover the back of the other's hand. His palm is slightly smaller than the squat, but the length of the finger is roughly the same, so when it is covered, there is almost no gap.

Yan Qing’s brow furrowed slightly, and some confused asked: "What is this?"

"I remember, when you said in Paris, let me reopen a separate piano meeting for you in this piano room."

Because of the close-fitting posture, the low-pitched magnetic sound seemed to ring in the sly ear, and the heat blew over his ear, making him somewhat itchy.

At this time, I finally remembered the wayward words that were almost impulsive in my own apartment. He thought about it carefully and smiled helplessly: "Your piano will last for more than two hours. Do you want to play it all now?"

"No... not all."

Hearing the words, he looked at him in a strange way. He saw that the man was concentrating on the blind man at the moment and staring at him seriously: "In the recent period, a melody has been lingering in my mind. It is very short. But it is the most beautiful voice I have ever heard in my life."

I was surprised to say that I have a big song: "You have a new song?!"

闵琛 Gently beheaded: "Well, I’ve been a bit busy lately, and I’ll probably write it out when I’m idle.”

I know the dagger, but he looks at the hands that he has pulled on the back of his hand. He laughs and says, "Okay, it’s good to have a new song, but I won’t play the piano. Even if you put it My hand is on your hand, and I can't keep up with your speed, hehe."

"It doesn't matter, the melody is a soft board, very slow board."

"Really?"

There are two kinds of lights in the piano room. One is the ceiling crystal headlight hanging in the middle of the center. When it is opened, it will shine through thousands of crystals and illuminate the whole piano room. The other is the wall lamp embedded in the inner side of the wall, which can only be lit up in the room, but still looks a little bleak.

I didn't light the crystal light at the beginning, so in such a dim light, he looked at the man's deep black scorpion and only felt that he had fallen into an environment. Somehow, he agreed to the other side. "Ensemble" requirements.

Next second, his