[Zhongyingmei] Hear the sound

Although he couldn't bear to tell Mr. Fornodis this cruel news, as a relative of the deceased, he has the right to know what happened, and what should be known will always be known. Concealment cannot change the facts.

What's more, hiding the news of Weasley's death when the cause of death is unclear will only make her relatives feel more pain after learning the truth.

After asking about Weasley's situation, Waiters notified the police station to come and control the scene, but Arnott, who wanted to help, was sent to call Foronodis - he spoke righteously and had a good reputation. She said that a girl should do some easy work and not get involved in these bloody things.

Arnott knew in his heart that the other party was considerate of her as a girl. Although he was noncommittal about this kind of consideration, Waiters was kind after all. Of course, he certainly didn't want her to get in the way and know too much, so he ran to inform Jack to hurt him. The idea of ​​losing the right to investigate, but she didn't intend to get involved in this matter, so she didn't refuse the other party's request, and turned around to find someone.

When the man was found, he was still chatting with Flory, smiling cheerfully, unaware of what had happened to her daughter.Arnott felt a pity in his heart - such a bright smile may not be seen again in the future.

"Mr. Fornodis." Arnott stopped and stood in front of the man, and what responded to her was the man's slightly puzzled eyes.

Arnott is not well-known in the music industry, and this time she came with Lorelai purely as an escort, but Flori sometimes talked about her, and she was very talented in the piano. The sighs and regrets of not wanting to learn more.

The man was familiar with Flory, she often said, and he must have remembered it more times, not to mention the private music room owned by Arnott's mother that was often visited.

After coming and going, Fornodis has accumulated a certain degree of familiarity with her. The most representative incident is that he sometimes meets her in the music room when he is free, and he will not mind talking to her. Things that have nothing to do with music.

"Arnault?" The man put down the wine glass in his hand, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"I have something very important to say... so can I ask you to come out and talk about it? It's really very important." Seeing that the other party seemed a little unconcerned, she added the second half of the sentence, "Yes About Weasley."

As soon as this beloved daughter was mentioned, the man's expression became serious for an instant. He nodded apologetically to Flory beside him, and then followed the girl out of the door.

The venue of the concert was the largest and most gorgeous one in Wei Dier's mansion. The venue was the main hall, but Arnott kept walking after leaving the door, but walked towards the side hall.

After walking for quite a while, the girl in front still kept walking without saying a word. Although Fornodis had some doubts in his heart, he still believed in the other party's reputation, so he didn't question her.

After following for a while, when he stood at the door of the side hall, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. After his steps stopped, he subconsciously stopped and frowned, "Where are you taking me?"

he asked.

It's really a father-daughter relationship.

Can you still sense after death?

Arnott's heart was calm, but there was a sad expression on her face, her voice was slightly hoarse and low, as if she was about to tell him some news that he could not accept, "Mr. Fornodis, before going in, I hope you can take a few deep breaths first, and make sufficient mental preparations, lest you suffer too much and lose control of your emotions."

The man's complexion instantly changed: "What do you mean?"

The girl took a deep breath: "Weasley is dead."

"What did you say!" As if he couldn't bear such a big blow, the man staggered back a step, and then he seemed to have just realized it, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders, because he was so emotional that he didn't even know what to say. Unable to control the strength with which she held her shoulder, Arnott only felt pain and numbness in her shoulder, and then the place where she was held immediately lost consciousness due to too much pain.

She sighed, but she uttered each word clearly, "Please forgive me."

"No! That's impossible! You must be lying to me!" As if he couldn't believe that Yanyan's daughter who was talking to him in the morning died suddenly, he shouted angrily, "How could she be dead! It's you! It's you Don't you! You're lying to me, aren't you?"

His tone of voice gradually lowered from the outrage at the beginning, and there were waves of pleading in the lowered voice, but the fact would not change because of his ridiculous expectations. Arnott even repeated it for the other party in a calm to cruel tone. Repeatedly, "Mr. Fornodis, Weasley is dead. Please accept this fact. Strong mood swings are not conducive to your narrative and judgment. After all, the murderer who captured your daughter still needs your help."

"You said...the murderer?" The man's eyes darkened instantly.

It was as if he had grasped the last straw and suddenly gained the meaning of existence. Even though the straw was ups and downs as if it was about to sink to the bottom of the water, he could only hold on tightly, his whole body revealing a dark passion.

"Lead the way." He said in a calm voice.

After bringing the man to Wittsner, Arnott had no time to say anything when the phone rang like a thunderbolt.

She didn't know until she picked up the phone. It turned out that a certain dog who went out to roam was tired of playing, but she couldn't find anyone, so Lorelai called and asked to ask her to wait for her. Where is a certain girl from now.

Compared with Fornodis, who was not familiar with her, it was obviously more important to send a certain one that had just recovered from a serious illness home, so after saying hello to Waiters, she planned to go find Lorelei.It's just that she said that she was in the side hall, and before she had time to explain the exact location, she hung up the phone in a hurry and said that she would come to find her.

Wei Dier can be regarded as a well-known rich man in Baltimore. His house is luxurious and high-end without any understatement.As far as she knew, apart from a main hall that was big enough to hold a banquet, it also had four side halls, and Arnott was in the side hall at the east gate at the moment.

But the side hall at the east gate is neither the nearest nor the farthest. Could it be that the other party can predict the future and where is she?The girl rubbed her head with a headache, thinking about whether to make a phone call back to explain where she is, but the phone was dialed out, but no one answered it, probably because she was in a hurry, so there was no one at all. Notice the phone.

Then does she want to find someone?

But what if she went to look for it and happened to miss the other party?

She was still hesitating, but a few minutes later, Lorelai's figure appeared in front of her.

The girl who came much faster than she expected waved at her, the smile on her face was purely harmless, but one couldn't help shivering inexplicably.

She came too fast.

You must know that although the four side halls are on the same bearing line, the actual left and right distances are far apart, and according to Lorelai's speed, she should be heading straight here.

She knew her Arnott was here.

Guess it?

But Arnott thought that she didn't reveal any clues in what she said just now.

So how did she know?

And if she knows where she is, does she even know exactly when it happened here?

Countless thoughts flashed through Arnott's mind at that moment, but she just suppressed herself, smiled at Lorelai, then turned and left.

She will never take the initiative to break free from this shackle.

And because she turned her back to the girl behind her, she couldn't see the scene behind her, so she didn't see Lorelai's curved eyebrows with supreme joy, and the crazy sickness on her lips. smile.

You bind yourself and don't want to take the initiative to break free from the shackles.

But what if...the shackles are broken?