I had been staying in the corner before, so Zhou Yan had never carefully seen the old man.

Now that I look at it, I can actually feel that the old man is quite healthy. He lies on the ground, does not bend over and hunch his back, has no age spots on his face, has very white hair, but has a good color, is often taken care of, and his skin is still quite tight, so he doesn't look like he is suffering from any illness.

So how did this old man die? He was so excited to play the piano. I was so excited! Is it over?

Zhou Yan roughly checked the old man's front and found that there were no unnecessary wounds. Then, he turned the old man over and turned it into a face-down position.

Then... "Grass..."

Zhou Yan couldn't help but curse.

Because the cause of death was found, and it was easy to find.

That was when the old man had a needle on his back.

A needle that is not very thick or thin, is definitely not thin. It is about one-tenth of the size of a finger, or even a little thinner. Part of it has poked into the old man's spine, so it is impossible to tell how long it is.

Zhou Yan probably touched the real position. By chance, it seemed to have been pierced into the gap in the ribs. Looking at that position, if the needle is long enough, it should have pierced the lungs and heart, resulting in death.

Zhou Yan couldn't wait for the search team to come, so he quickly lifted the old man's clothes, and then found that the needle was inserted into a very strong force, scratching the bones. Zhou Yan even suspected that the huge force had pierced the old man's ribs and cracked the bones.

Such a big force is like a bullet shot out.

While Zhou Yan was examining the body, the performers standing on the stage also stretched their necks to look at the body, and the moment they saw the long needle.

"Ah—" exclaimed a few times.

"Pursuing...Murder?"

Zhou Yan stood up and nodded: "Yes, it's either sudden death or the end of some disease, or murder, and the weapon is even stuck in the body of the deceased."

"But..." A man with a little long hair and a look of artistic atmosphere suddenly came over. He looked at the people around him in horror.

Well, it seems that this kid has realized the key point of this murder.

That's right, the murderer should be among these people.

And the 'those people' refers to the performers on the stage.

The reason is very simple, because Hiro Haruta died at the end of playing the piano, there is no doubt about this.

Everyone listened to the old man's piano sound. When he played, his fingers were flying flexibly on the keys. During this period, he could not die.

After the performance, he sat quietly in front of the piano. When someone found something was wrong and went to touch him, he was already dead.

Then the time when he died was [the end of the performance] and [the person found dead] for about one or two minutes.

And during this period, he has been sitting in front of the piano.

And the long needle that shot into his body was shot in from the angle behind him.

In other words, the person who could fire the long needle at that time must be the one sitting behind him, and the audience below the stage definitely did not have this ability, right?

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the people on the stage seemed to have understood this truth. They were all extremely panicked and looked at each other in disbelief. Finally, their eyes fell on Zhou Yan.

"No...it's impossible. We are all students of Mr. Haruta. In our eyes, he is like a father!" a girl said with tears in her eyes.

The girl is about 25 years old and is not pretty, but she plays the violin, so her temperament is a bit extra.

Zhou Yan didn't say much nonsense, but said lightly: "Birth fathers may die at the hands of their children, so don't use this kind of thing as a reason. No one cares about your relationship with the deceased. We only talk about evidence."

"But we... why do we kill our teachers?"

"The motive is just a means to lock the suspect without clues." Zhou Yan said: "Anyway, the police will come in a while, and the security guards will collect all their instruments together. Now, no one can touch them. By the way, search them to see if there are any props that can fire the long needles."

"Why do you want to search our bodies? We didn't kill anyone, at least I didn't kill anyone!"

A man who is not very old shouted.

Of course, no matter how much he said at this time, it would be useless.

Zhou Yan simply ignored them. Anyway, when the police arrived, these people had nowhere to escape.

He walked back to Li Huan, then frowned and began to ponder.

"What's wrong?" Li Huan asked.

"It's another murder case..." Zhou Yan murmured.

“Yes, it’s all Christmas.”

"That's not what I mean." Zhou Yan said: "I mean, why are there two murders in this hotel?"

"Hmm?" Li Huan was stunned. He seemed to have not understood.

"I mean, this hotel is now completely closed, and only the hotel staff and invited people can come in. In this closed environment, the murderer's crime itself will be very limited. After all, there are not many people in total, but in this case, two murder cases occurred... Regardless of whether these two cases are in contact or not, it is a bit strange."

He was just saying, "Girl, can you tell who the murderer is for me to see who is the one on the stage?"

"Oh." Li Huan nodded, then took off her glasses, and observed the people carefully.

After a while, Li Huan shook her head: "It's strange. They are very panicked, and they are all depressed and suspicious, but none of them show a happy mentality."

"Well, it may be because I didn't escape in time after killing someone, so I feel very uneasy. In short, wait for the police to come first."

Zhou Yan said, but his heart became more and more uneasy, and he himself didn't even know what he was panicking.

So he took out the detective notes.

[False book man: Xiao Zhou, the second case is there, don’t you think it’s a bit strange?]

"Yes, I always feel something is wrong, but I can't imagine something wrong."

[I am still fat claws: Why did this old man not touch the piano for many years? Why did he suddenly want to touch the piano? If the piano is fine, then you need to consider it]

"Why do you suddenly have to slam the piano again...Isn't it? Maybe he wants to quit the music scene? Alas? Wait a minute, yes, this old man is going to quit the music scene, so most of the time he will find a nursing home to calm his old age, so why do you have to kill him at this time? Is the murderer so eager to put this old man to death in this situation? Obviously, there will be better opportunities in the future."

Just as he was thinking, a security guard suddenly ran over, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand.
Chapter completed!