It's time, it's time to switch to the cranial doctor

After saying this, Zhou Zhuo understood: "You mean, the person who caused the abnormality in the music classroom was once famous, the school grass?"

"Almost." Muzi nodded, "His name is Liu Zhixing, and he is a famous piano genius in the school. In order for him to study here, the school specially changed the music classroom into his private practice room. The music teacher has to go to class. Make arrangements."

"It sounds very powerful. Is the school planning to use him as a golden signboard for recruiting?"

"Well, it is said that when Liu Zhixing came to study here, his parents got a lot of money from the school council, and they would invite him to perform on stage at any evening parties in the future. Because he is also good-looking, he has a high reputation in the school-this Do you have any impression of the two classmates?"

Her tone and tone of voice were too normal, as if she was really a tour guide leading the way, but the bloody red dress on her body was somewhat terrifying. Yan Xuan, who had already transferred to another school, shook her head vigorously, never wanting to be caught by this The female ghost remembers.

Lin Yi, on the other hand, had a calm expression, as if he had no fear at all: "I've heard of Liu Zhixing's name. He performed a piano solo in his first year of high school, and the girls in the class have been talking about him since then."

"What about his character? Did he cause any trouble at school?"

"I don't know." The person who answered was Muzi, "I never took the initiative to pay attention to anyone, and I would not waste my time on socializing. People who can get to this point are not just relying on talent, hard work is also very important. , I think he should be the same."

Zhou Zhuo was not surprised by this answer, although Muzi is eloquent and approachable now, but all of this is based on two foundations, Liu Qianqian's token, and Muzi has been dead for almost two years.

Two years ago, she might not even have an interest in ordinary people like Zhou Zhuo, but now everything is different. At that time, she was a phoenix, soaring high in the sky, and she didn't care about those things that had nothing to do with her. ground creatures.

"However, since he is so famous, he hasn't heard any negative news about him, so his character must be pretty good. Here we go."

Zhou Zhuo stopped in front of the door of the music classroom. The sound of the piano like a storm can already be heard here. Even a music idiot like Zhou Zhuo can recognize that this is the piano practice of Flying the Bumblebee, which is famous for its hand speed song.

Halfway through the playing, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, very abruptly.

Everyone felt an inexplicable sense of loss, as if something was missing. Before Zhou Zhuo had time to open the door, the second piano piece rang again.

"Chopin's black key etude." Muzi took the initiative to introduce, "My mother originally planned to let me learn the piano, but unfortunately I have no talent. After studying for a year, I achieved nothing. I only remembered some classic repertoires. He It seems to be showing off the hand speed, but it is a little out of control."

"What do you mean out of control?"

"It's too impatient, there are many wrong pronunciations, and it's rushed to take pictures, go in and have a look."

Originally, Zhou Zhuo had kidnapped Muzi to be a tour guide and thug, but it turned out that Muzi was more interested and was the first to open the door and go in.

As soon as the door of the music classroom was opened, everyone felt a real wave of air rushing towards them, let alone Zhou Zhuo and Lin Slowly, even Xiao Jiu and Muzi subconsciously raised their arms Blocking his face, he was pushed one meter away from the gate by an invisible strong wind.

"What is this, Liuzhiqin Demon?"

Zhou Zhuo's eyes widened, he was really shocked, obviously he didn't feel any strong air flow, but that powerful thrust was indeed real.

With the mentality of trying, he threw the photo of Chen Haoyu and his friends into the air in front of him, but the photo landed steadily, showing that the sound waves only affect conscious beings, and they are not harmful. repel.

Why would a person with the goal of becoming a supreme pianist resist the audience?This is presumably the problem with the music classroom scene.

Judging from Muzi's description, the piano prince Liu Zhixing is not a villain who does all kinds of evil, so of course Zhou Zhuo must give priority to peace talks. If he can go through the scene like in the dance studio, everyone will be happy. The strength is almost ready to start playing the bulldozer style.

Through a simple test, Zhou Zhuo came to a conclusion that standing one meter away from the door would not be affected by the sound waves, so the group stayed there obediently until the end of the black key etude Muzi said. Immediately picked up the photo and rushed in.

There was a Steinway piano in the corner of the empty music classroom. An immature high school student in a well-fitting gown sat there with an angry expression on his face. Zhou Zhuo noticed that there was a lot of blood on the keys, and the blood was seeping from his sleeves. of.

"Are you injured?" Zhou Zhuo took the initiative to lean over and took out a roll of bandages from his backpack, "I think you need treatment, please don't refuse."

Seeing this scene, Yan Xuan couldn't help muttering: "Is he really a doctor?"

"It doesn't look like it." Muzi next to him also complained, "I thought the boss was a cosplay lover."

"Do you believe what he says?" Xiao Jiu rolled his eyes, "You deserve to be tricked here!"

"Oh? Then tell me who should I trust? Do you trust me?"

Hearing these words, Muzi suddenly leaned over to Xiaojiu's ear, and the faint cedar fragrance from her body floated into the tip of her nose.

"Gah?!"

Xiao Jiu, who recognized her life, was taken aback, but Zhou Zhuo had already walked beside Liu Zhixing, and she had nowhere to hide, so she found Lin Slowly, who was less annoying, and hid behind her. Pulled her sleeves.

"Go, hit her!"

"Ah?" A question mark appeared on Lin Slowly's head, "Why did you hit her?"

"She, she..." Xiao Jiu racked his brains to accuse Muzi of a crime, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't find any problems, and finally he could only make it up, "She wants to stand in the latrine without shitting!"

"Pfft... calm down! Isn't Zhou Zhuo a latrine?"

The situation in front of him was more serious, Lin gradually lost the nerve to laugh out loud, and barely held back, Xiao Jiu also realized that his metaphor was not a problem at all, but off the scale, and he didn't have the nerve to continue to diverge, so he simply turned his head and pretended Ignore what happened.

Muzi looked at these two women who contradicted each other and communicated tacitly, and slowly let go of her defenses. Of course, she would never let others know about this part of her feelings, and her expression was still as calm as water.

Over there, Zhou Zhuo finally managed to get close to Liu Zhixing, the piano prince of Linghua High School. Although he was dressed in a strange shape, the bandages he held in his hand were genuine.

"I don't need this kind of thing." Liu Zhixing said coldly, "Please leave my practice room."

He originally wanted to wave off Zhou Zhuo's bandage, but out of instinct, he finally restrained this extremely impolite action.

"Anyone can come to the music classroom. Your name is not on the door. Besides—" Zhou Zhuo sneered, "Do you have any control over who I want to nurse? If you refuse, then refuse. Where will I save my face? Look at what a casserole-sized fist is!"

"what?"

Before Liu Zhixing could react, he was hit with a powerful uppercut to the chin. He lost consciousness and fell down on the piano with a bang, making chaotic piano sounds.

"hiss!"

Yan Xuan gasped, the sound of that punch was scary, buddy, is this saving someone or killing someone?It is said that he only had an injury to his hand, so there is a high probability that you won’t get a concussion after punching him, and you will go to the orthopedics department directly, and you may even go to the emergency room...

While the other party was in a coma, Zhou Zhuo lifted Liu Zhixing's sleeve and found that there were obvious scratches on the inside and outside of his right arm, accompanied by slight distortion and swelling. I clamped it, and then forcibly pulled it out, resulting in the current appearance.

Combined with the blood spattered on the edge of the piano cover, Zhou Zhuo was able to guess the situation at the scene of the crime. It is no wonder that Liu Zhixing was so angry. Not only did he refuse treatment, but he played the etude that tested his finger strength and arm strength even more.

Because he knows very well how serious an arm injury is to a person who is motivated to become a professional pianist, it can almost announce that his career has stopped at this point, and it is definitely not cured by a strangely dressed doctor holding a bandage .

Combined with Liu Zhixing's strong resistance when he played the piano just now, this immature boy probably jumped off the building and committed suicide after being injured. The ghost will stay in the music classroom forever, practicing the music over and over again, until the limit of endurance will not stop rest.

Zhou Zhuo is not an orthopedic doctor, but he knows a little bit about bones. He tried to press the wound gently, but Liu Zhixing woke up in pain, with tears in his eyes, and cried, "Why are you torturing me?" ? Are you sent by him!"

Zhou Zhuo was suddenly embarrassed: "I didn't torture you..."

"Then why did you hit me? You still want to touch my wound!" Liu Zhixing's tone was full of tears, and Zhou Zhuo felt aggrieved for him.

"Well, that was a beautiful accident..."

The conversation between the two was embarrassing, not to mention Zhou Zhuo who is a criminal suspect, even Xiao Jiu couldn't stand it any longer, he jumped to the front and put his hands on his hips: "We are here to help you Yes! Whoever bullies you, we will fight back for you!"

Seeing the short-legged JK girl in front of him, Liu Zhixing seemed to forget the pain in his arm, and froze for a moment: "You don't look like a high school student."

"You fart, why am I not!"

Xiao Jiu, who wanted to help a little bit, went straight up, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to go up to show Liu Zhixing Baozi's big fist, but Zhou Zhuo stopped him.

"No, sister Jiu won't!"

At this time, other people also gathered around. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Liu Zhixing's mental state has problems, and it is difficult to communicate normally. At this time, someone needs to call him back to his sanity, otherwise no one will know what the runaway piano prince will do. something happened.

"Liu Zhixing, I'm Xu Jiamu, do you remember me?"

The crazy-faced Liu Zhixing was obviously stunned for a moment, and Muzi and Muzi looked at each other silently for three seconds. Just when Zhou Zhuo thought that the two of them were going to have some kind of emotional cremation, the piano prince shook his head and asked a very Hurtful questions.

"Who are you?"

This time Zhou Zhuo and Lin slowly took Muzi's hand from left to right: "Sister Mu, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, there is no need to talk to a reporter with a concussion patient!"

Muzi's dance skirt has no sleeves, but she rolled up her sleeves in a very humane way and rushed forward, saying aggressively, "Relax, I'm going to kill this amnesiac today, fuck it!"

Thanks to Zhou Zhuo and Lin's strength gradually, otherwise Liu Zhixing would have to faint again, and it would be difficult to say whether he would be named Liu when he woke up later.

After messing around for a while, Liu Zhixing finally calmed down and could talk.

Chapter 221 A Suspect That Doesn't Exist

After the two parties calmed down, Zhou Zhuo learned from Muzi why she was so annoyed. It turned out that she also participated in the performance of the opening ceremony that Muzi mentioned earlier, and the two had a brief exchange in the backstage waiting room.

Liu Zhixing was the unsociable type, and the two of them should have had no interaction at all, but before the performance started that day, Liu Zhixing suddenly had a urgency to urinate and wanted to go to the bathroom, so he asked Xu Jiamu who was waiting to go on stage.

It's a pity that Xu Jiamu didn't know much about the structure of the library, so he happened to point in the wrong direction, which delayed Liu Zhixing's appearance on stage by 5 minutes.

It's not a big deal, but it does leave a deep memory for teenage girls.

Their discussion here is almost finished, but Liu Zhixing is depressed. He practiced the piano well, but for no reason broke into a group of bullies dressed in strange clothes, and was beaten severely. What is this called?

"Who the hell are you?!" Liu Zhixing broke down, "What are you here for?"

"Uh, that's it."

Without waiting for others to explain, Zhou Zhuo compiled an answer first: "We are a group of outdoor anchors, and the content of the live broadcast is to help the weak and the weak, especially those who are easily bullied like you, come—"

He turned around and stretched out his hand. Without reminding, Lin slowly and cooperatively took out the external microphone for live broadcast and handed it to Zhou Zhuo.

The other party's ability to make up nonsense is too deep, there is no room for thinking from the beginning to the end, and the professional posture does not seem to be lying, but what is the most afraid of a famous person like Liu Zhixing?

Not parents, not teachers, but reporters. To a certain extent, the anchor is scarier than the reporter, because the reporter can discuss it. There is room for revision before the manuscript and the shooting video are posted, but there is no live broadcast. The camera captured it. Things will be sent to thousands of people's mobile phone screens in an instant, and it will be too late to regret...

Liu Zhixing immediately put away his broken expression, coughed lightly, regained his usual composure, and hid his injured hand behind his back: "So it was a live broadcast?"

"Yes, yes." Zhou Zhuo took Lin Slowly's live broadcast phone, and turned the live broadcast room page in front of the other party, "I didn't lie to you, he is really an enthusiastic anchor who helps the weak."

"But in the live barrage... a lot of people are yelling, what's going on?" Liu Zhixing narrowed his eyes, trying to read the words on the screen clearly.

"Ah, because we met a group of campus bullies just now and repaired them all. The leader is called Chen Haoyu, have you heard of it?"

Originally, Zhou Zhuo didn't report any hope, he just combined a little reality with nonsense, but he didn't expect Liu Zhixing to actually react.

"Chen Haoyu? I have the impression that someone in the class did have conflicts with him. It is said that he is a well-known thorn in the grade."

"He didn't cause the injury on your hand?"

"No." Liu Zhixing shook his head, his eyes darkened, "My injury was caused by other people."

"Let's not talk about that, put on a bandage to stop the bleeding."

As he said that, Zhou Zhuo was about to start, but Liu Zhixing roughly pushed him away: "Don't touch my hand!"

Zhou Zhuo hesitated for a moment whether he should give this kid another heavy punch, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. The opponent is obviously not of fighting physique, and if he takes another punch, it will be over without changing the stage.

"Calm down, stop the bleeding first. Blood loss and wound infection are two trivial fatal details. The rest is easy to say. Now that medical technology is advanced, not to mention healing a bone injury, you can give it to you with a few hands Install it back as it was.”

Regardless of Liu Zhixing's obstruction, Zhou Zhuo casually wrapped his arms twice.

This thing is a prop given by the system, and it has a conceptual healing effect. In theory, as long as it is wrapped around it, it can produce an effect, but Liu Zhixing's arm is still dripping with blood.

He took a step back in disgust, keeping a step away from Zhou Zhuo, turned his head and refused to look at each other, and hid his injured arm behind his back: "You are not a doctor, and I don't need treatment, please leave."

During the process, Zhou Zhuo noticed that the man's expression was a little panicked, and his eyes were a little dodgy. He seemed guilty, but it was a bit strange in this scene. Could it be that Zhou Zhuo was afraid that he would see some secrets hidden in him?

The more this happened, the more excited Zhou Zhuo was.

"Why not a doctor? A forensic doctor also has a medical character. Look at what you said."

In fact, Zhou Zhuo could understand his feelings. After all, his hands were more important than his life. After such a serious injury, even if he recovered, it would be difficult to maintain his previous level.

At this time, a psychopath pretending to be a quack doctor suddenly came to him and told him that there was something wrong, that it could be cured, it didn't matter, if it wasn't that he couldn't beat Zhou Zhuo, he probably punched him in the morning...

"you……"

"You, you, it's us, the live broadcast has already started, please cooperate, even if this hand cannot be completely cured, we can avenge you and tell who did it."

"Will revenge bring me back to my previous state?" Liu Zhixing asked coldly.

"No." Zhou Zhuo did not hesitate, "But it can give you comfort. Don't you want the person who did this to pay the corresponding price? This is your future."

Speaking of this, Zhou Zhuo turned his head to look at Muzi: "If someone broke your feet, what would you do?"

"It sounds very similar to what the president's woman would do." Muzi's expression and tone instantly became gloomy, and a cold wind blew inexplicably in the music classroom, "I will probably kill her, as long as I have the ability .Your life has been ruined, isn't it natural to pay with your life?"

"Look." Zhou Zhuo spread his hands, "Everyone has selfishness, why must restraint? Don't be afraid of the price you have to bear. I will recover the fairness you have lost, and you just have to promise to be friend."

"I don't want it." Liu Zhixing immediately refused, "I don't need you to avenge me, and I don't want to have this bunch of strange friends!"

"What's the reason?"

"reason……"

Liu Zhixing opened his mouth, but he couldn't make up a suitable excuse like Zhou Zhuo. He didn't seem like the kind of person who would give back everything, but it was really difficult to say "I don't need help" from his mouth .

Does he really need help?Of course it's fake.

How can a person who doesn't need to resolve his inner emotions hide in the music classroom to practice piano frantically on such a dark night, so that the keys are spattered with blood from wounds.

Zhou Zhuo saw through his stubbornness at a glance, but he still couldn't figure out why Liu Zhixing was unwilling to confess someone who had hurt him, and let these "enthusiastic citizens" go to retaliate, unless...

This person doesn't exist at all?

A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhou Zhuo's mind, and the location of Liu Zhixing's wound emerged in his memory. Then he closed the keyboard cover, leaned over to breathe, and checked the fingerprints on it.

After finishing this, Zhou Zhuo opened the keyboard cover again, compared the blood-stained lines on it, and began to reverse the scene when the incident happened.

"Would you mind telling me how they hurt your arm?"