I guess if the faker knows it, he doesn't know what he will look like. Although it is obvious that the detective cucu and the queen of the song cucu should just happen to have the same name.

"Do you think the queen of the song know about this?" Mu Jingnan said again.

Now Ri Shihai was stunned. If the queen of the song cucu knew this secret, wouldn’t it mean that the fakes were deliberately trembling?

From the look of fear in the think tank, Mu Jingnan's lips curled up an intriguing curve.

"By the way." Li Shihai had one thing to tell the boss, "Suye got the Stradivari violin."

Well, he received the news and the second son gave his son the message. He repeatedly warned his son not to easily contact Mingqin. After all, his son is young and cannot stand the temptation.

"It's okay, let him hold it. After holding it for a long time, you will know who his father is." Mu Jingnan asserted that no matter what, I am better than my son.

Dad probably didn't know that Uncle Second gave him a famous piano.

Dad didn't mention the violin when he came back.

Mu Suye tiptoed back to his room, and the piano that the second uncle gave him was asked to be carried to his room.

The little heart was very excited and thumped. The little hand was about to open the piano box, but who called?

"Shura, what's the matter?" Mu Suye was not very happy when he picked up the phone. He was about to see Qin but was interrupted by this guy.

"I met my grandpa today." Shura said, sensing the dissatisfaction of someone on the other side, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You probably don't know what I got today." As a child, he can't help but show off his treasures, just like the seven-year-old Mu Suye.

"What did you get?" Shura asked vigilantly.

Musuye pouted: "Stradivari violin, do you know?"

"Stradivari's violin!"

"Are you envious?" Mu Suye's little voice was thrusting with pride.

"Musuye, I am not a violinist or a collector. The question is that you are a violinist, you dare to accept the Stradivari violin?"

"What do you mean!" Mu Suye was angry, "Are you like my dad saying that you are afraid that I will not work hard after getting the piano? I told you that I promised my second uncle and second grandpa that I will work harder after getting the piano."

"Musuye, don't you know that the Stradivari violin is a cursed violin?"

Forehead!

Mu Suye almost choked in his throat: "What are you talking about?"

"You know who my grandfather is, I am my grandfather's grandson, and I know more about these things than you. I am not as reliable as you in playing the violin, I admit it, but famous pianos are all cursed pianos. Stradivari's violin is the most famous. This is something that everyone knows in the detective world." Shura talked happily.

Mu Suye's little hand placed on the piano case instantly took it back.

"It seems you know that my grandfather is a big detective." Shura said, sensing the actions of the person opposite.

It turned out that this guy had a cloth cover for him. Mu Suye's face turned blue: "What do you want?"

"Today I asked my grandfather how he met you. He didn't say that. I knew that he would only contact outsiders when investigating the case, and would not interact with people who were irrelevant to the case, let alone be friends. He only found out about your family matters later. It means that you were probably because of the friends he made when investigating the case."

Mu Suye curled the corners of his lips: "If so, how about it?"

"How did you, a violinist, have you helped my grandfather solve the case? Otherwise, if you were the person in the case, he would not be able to make friends with you." Shura analyzed one by one.

"Well, musicians can solve cases." Mu Suye touched his chin.

"But you don't even know that the Stradivari violin is cursed, it's hard to say that you are from the detective world." Shura Dao.

Mu Suye picked up his little hands and sat next to him, looking at the famous Qin sent by his second uncle.

Uncle Second gave him the cursed piano?

I hate him so I give him a curse?

It is impossible, and more likely that Uncle Er didn't know that Mingqin was cursed like him.

"If he bought a piano from a collector, he must have searched for information about this piano. It is impossible for him to know that the piano was cursed." Shura said.

"You said the piano was cursed, why did the collector dare to hold it?"

"Don't you know that collectors are adventurers? They themselves like this kind of cursed legend, believing that the richer they have with curses. But you are a violinist, you can't afford to be cursed, right?"

"What curse?"

"There are curses, the owner dies or bad luck. For most violinists, bad luck is true."

"I understand. As my father said, the violin master has no famous zither in his body because he is afraid of losing his ambitions, so he is called a legend of curses." Mu Suye hummed in his little nostrils, "What era is now? To talk about science. Curses are superstitions without evidence."

"Mu Suye, I said curse but didn't say superstition. Of course, what you said is correct, everything should be discussed. We detectives talk about science, that is, famous pianos can arouse other people's desires and even murderous intentions. You are a violinist, and your baby piano will lose your ambition or worry about gains and losses, and you will eventually turn your interest in music into your interest in piano? Do you think there is this risk?"

Did his father tell it right? Mu Suye drooped his little head.

"Many people get the piano and say that they will never be deceived by the piano and want to overcome desires, but they are basically done. Because no one can see a bunch of gold mountains around them unshakable." Shura said, "This is the true meaning of science. So, every time my grandfather sees someone sending the vault to take a detour, he is really afraid that he will not be controlled by himself. Detectives who are familiar with human nature are like this, let alone others. Some things are based on human primitive reactions and are not controlled by the brain."

"My second uncle gave me-" Mu Suye muttered. For him, what caused even more trouble in his heart was that this piano was given by the second uncle.

My second uncle has always been so kind to him, how could he send a piano to curse him for not playing it?

"It is possible that your second uncle doesn't know." In this case, Shura could only comfort his little brother first.

"You just said he couldn't not know." Mu Suye yelled at his phone.

Shura was thinking opposite: This seven-year-old child is really not good enough to coax or cheat, what should I do?

"What you said, what should I do now?" Mu Suye really asked him simply.

Shura said: "You can give the piano--"

"Don't throw it away? The piano I gave me tens of millions of dollars!" Mu Suye shouted.

"Money is not a problem for your second uncle. If you believe me, send the qin to me and I will help you study it." Shura touched his chin and suggested to him.

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Chapter completed!