Popular recommendation:

"Mr. Xiangfu, why are you coming to the concert?" Jing Baiye stepped forward and asked.

On the day he visited the designer, he had a brief exchange with the violin teacher, knowing that the other party liked music but not attention, so he became a composer behind the scenes, not a performer on stage.

Hearing this question, Yuga Xiangsuke showed a helpless smile.

"The original accompaniment was Miss Hebian Zuozi. She has an absolute sense of pitch and is a professional violinist with a higher level than me. However, she unfortunately fell and sprained her ankle when she was walking down the stairs last week. She is currently recovering from the injury at home."

"Lianxi received the admission letter from the Domoto Conservatory of Music. Mr. Domoto mentioned this when he visited. Fenrir and I were both there at the time, and Fenrir invited me to replace her... Only then did I know that this concert hall was originally He funded it."

Having said that, Yuga Xiangsuke reluctantly spread his hands, and the elegant temperament during the performance disappeared.

"After all, it was a friend who spoke, and he himself would also be on stage, so I agreed."

Jing Baiye suddenly realized: "It turned out to be like this..."

Spiatus ended the exchange with the tuner and walked towards them. Qiu Ting Lianzi looked at him and Jing Baiye, as if to compare the two.

"Let me introduce, this is my niece Hope Clow, and this boy is her adopted son in Japan, Gray Clow."

Hope, Hope, this is the name of Jing Baiye's adoptive mother.

Gin used to be cynical about this name-in the name of hope, but raising demon-like children and constantly creating despair.

Qiu Ting Lianzi's temperament is as cold as a queen, she said reservedly: "I am Qiu Ting Lianzi."

Jing Baiye vaguely felt that her expression was a little familiar, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances. .

As he looked at her, he noticed that her white dress gloved hands seemed to move... exactly the same way Shirley did when she wanted to stick to him or pinch him, but had to keep her face in the presence of other people. .

A few people briefly exchanged a few words, and Qiu Ting Lianzi said goodbye first.

After she left, Yu He Xiangfu patted Xiajing Baiye's shoulder and whispered to him, "Don't look at her not talking to you, I think she likes you very much."

"Really..." Jing Baiye scratched his cheeks.

Yuhe Xiangfu rubbed his hair with a smile, turned his head and said to Spiatus: "Then I'm leaving too, Fenrir, welcome to Yuhe's house."

"I will definitely visit when I have time." Spiatus laughed.

The makeshift violinist left the lounge, the door clicked shut, and the room fell silent, leaving only three people in the room—the German tuner and the staff who brought them long gone.

"How did you feel about the concert?" Spiatus asked them.

"Very good," Belmod replied.

Jing Baiye nodded, this is not a flattering intention to please, but his heartfelt evaluation.

"It's just bad luck," he added.

He read the news before he came and knew that the original director of the concert hall passed away last week, and Yuga Kosuke mentioned that the violinist who was going to play also sprained his foot last week... This music house Is the feng shui in the hall not good?

"It's not a matter of luck, it's man-made."

Spiatus looked down at him, his back to the light, his face was blurred, only those bright red eyes were amazingly bright.

"The score and the craftsman attacked the riverside instrument and installed a bomb sensor in the sound pipe of the pipe organ, intending to blow up this concert hall today." He said calmly, without the slightest anger, "I am looking forward to this concert, so I killed him with my own hands."

Hearing "Blow up this concert hall", Jing Baiye's scalp tingled instantly.

So his hunch almost came true? !

There are no bugs or cameras in this room, Belmod said coldly: "You can inform us that this is just an ordinary bomber, not worth your own hands."

"That's right." Jing Baiye added, "He's going to blow up the concert hall you paid for, it's too much."

According to the news, Pu He Jiang died of a heart attack, his wife died prematurely, and he had no children and no sequels. His funeral was handled by his long-time friend and the ostensible host of the concert hall, Ben Yiwei.

Domoto is also unlucky, his friend tried to ruin the concert he had been preparing for a long time, and he didn't know anything about his friend's death.

Whether it was Spiatus, who almost lost property, or Domoto, who was emotionally deceived, Jing Baiye felt unhappy.

"I am participating in this concert as 'Fenrir Crowe', and I don't want to use the organization at such a time." Spiatus said softly.

Jing Baiye noticed that when Belmod heard this sentence, his lips pursed subconsciously.

"Your performance is dedicated to him...?" she asked in a calm voice.

Spiatus nodded lightly: "In addition to him, it is also dedicated to a regret that I could have saved."

Quiet indoors.

"You're talking about regret...do you mean my grandfather?" Jing Baiye said suddenly.

During the trip to the hot spring, he heard Jerez mention the past of the BOSS. He and the original owner's grandfather, the "maternal" subject in the human experiment, were very good friends back then. He was there to cover the BOSS's escape from the laboratory. dead.

Because of this friendship, Jing Baiye once wondered if the BOSS was so good to him because of his grandfather's friendship.

"Yeah." Spiatus admitted directly, "Originally... he was the best choice..."

This sentence confused Jing Baiye~lightnovelpub.net~ Belmod called and told Friedman to go backstage to pick them up.

When she was about to hang up, BOSS interjected: "I will take Angstra to the twin-tower skyscraper once, and you ask Friedman to take you back."

"Has it been acquired there?" Angstra asked in surprise.

"Just after the formalities were completed, all the talents of Victory were withdrawn last night, and the people from the Karasuma Group headquarters will be transferred one after another this month." Spiatus mentioned this behemoth on the bright side of the organization, his tone was still calm, "I will live there."

The three of them left the concert hall together and went outside. It was past 8 o'clock in the evening, and the other audience members had long since left.

"Angstra, you go outside and have a look first. It's the first time Friedman comes here, and he may not find his way." Belmod suddenly said.

Angstra, who was named, paused, as slow as he realized it was Belmod's intention to let him go. He didn't ask any more questions, just answered obediently and ran away.

Seeing him walking away, Belmod tentatively said, "BOSS..."

"I know what you want to ask." The boss stopped, looking directly at her with bright red eyes, "Is it about Qianye Zhouzuo?"

"Yes."

Seeing the BOSS take the initiative, Belmod felt relieved, and she was worried that the guy had some hidden identity.

"Seven years ago, you specially asked Jin Jiu to monitor him after he committed suicide... Is there anything special about this Chiba Shusaku?"

BOSS pondered for a moment: "Originally there was, but after you brought Angstra back to the organization, it was gone."