quadruple sleep

Chapter 246 Congratulations on the establishment of the band
A flower pot, quite large, fell from a high altitude and shattered into pieces. Even the soil in the pot was scattered all over the floor.

Except for Lu Nanshen, the other three people froze. Fortunately, Lu Nan had good ears, otherwise the flowerpot would have hit Hang Si and Fang Sheng.

The street is so dark that the light from the street lamps is dispensable.

Lu Nanshen glanced upstairs and said, "The unit where this row is located is on the sixth floor."

Nian Baixiao rushed out to chase him without saying a word.

Lu Nanshen lifted Fang Sheng up and asked her if she was injured. Fang Sheng shook her head. Lu Nanshen had saved her life.

Hang Si's feeling just came back now, and she asked Lu Nanshen, "Is he the murderer?"

Lu Nanshen said, "It's possible, but it's also possible that he was hired temporarily by the murderer."

Asked Hang Si again, "Didn't you feel it just now?"

Hang Si shook his head, "It was a very weak feeling, but I just thought it was a resident..."

He heard footsteps from the house that threw the flower pot, and he also heard the sound of the balcony door opening. It wasn't until the man moved the flower pot that Lu Nanshen reacted.

The chance of catching this is inherently small.

"In an unoccupied room, the previous owner probably liked to grow flowers. There were many flower pots and they were quite big." Nian Baixiao said.

So, what is the murderer doing?
"Or maybe he's not the murderer?" Fang Sheng hesitated, "There are those who like to take revenge on society."

All he could see was one dark window after another, like eyes hiding in the night.

Fang Sheng asked Lu Nanshen anxiously, "Can Nian Baixiao catch him?"

This possibility is not impossible, but it is a coincidence. Lu Nanshen does not believe that there are so many coincidences in the world. Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Hang Si suddenly say, "What is that on the ground?"

Using the light from their mobile phones, everyone took a closer look and saw words on the note: Congratulations on the establishment of the band.

A corner of the soil where the flowerpot was hidden was exposed. Lu Nan brushed the soil away deeply and found a piece of paper.

Can't see anything.

The reference value of sound is gone.

A few words, crookedly.

After all, the first few times were spattered with blood.

This was also the reason why Lu Nanshen didn't raise his alarm in time. He could hear the voices of the residents in this building, the voices of all the residents. Most of them have already gone to bed, there are also night owls who stay up late playing games, and there are also people who are fetching water and drinking water. In short, it is a normal sound in life.

At least the other three couldn't see anything.

Soon Nian Baixiao came back, cursing, "He ran so fast, like a dog!"

Lu Nanshen kept looking up at the stairs without speaking.

Lu Nanshen's face was solemn, and he shook his head after a while.

The light was too dark, so we couldn't see clearly until we got closer.

This is indeed not the murderer's previous style.

Nian Baixiao said, "If he were the murderer, how could he use such low-level means to kill people?"

Nian Baixiao looked around and sighed, "This murderer's handwriting is too bad, even worse than mine."

"Maybe it's not a commonly used handwriting." Lu Nanshen said.

Now things became clear. It wasn't that the murderer changed his method of committing crimes, he just used a joking way to provoke them. To be precise, he provoked Lu Nanshen. The murderer knew very well that with Lu Nanshen's ear power, it was easy to avoid falling flower pots from high altitude.

In this way, the murderer really knew their situation well.

"Is there a murderer in the convoy?" Nian Baixiao thought of a possibility.

Lu Nanshen shook his head, "It's impossible to judge, because Hang Hang said those words in the hospital at that time, so the surrounding medical staff and patients may have heard it."

Nian Baixiao said, "It's best this way, otherwise if I find out it's someone from the team, I'll have to crush him to death."

"But it's a good thing." Lu Nanshen suddenly smiled.

Hang Si looked at him, and at this moment he unexpectedly saw a flash of light flashing deep in his eyes. He didn't know whether it was because the street lights were too dark or for some other reason, but it made people feel a little weird for a moment.

Nian Baixiao was puzzled, "Is it a good thing to be openly provoked? Lu Nanshen, were you frightened by the murderer?"

"Perhaps the murderer is too proud." Lu Nan said with a deep smile, "Once a person is too confident, he will easily lose his alertness. Regardless of whether it is the murderer or the murderer's helper tonight, at least I heard the footsteps, which can provide me with various information. There are fewer clues.”

There has never been such a mistake before.

Hang Si asked Lu Nanshen, "What are the characteristics of the other party's footsteps?"

"The right leg is lame, and it should have been plated." Lu Nanshen said.

Nian Baixiao was shocked, "Can you hear it?"

My ears are good, but this is too good.

"Thanks to your hot pursuit, the opponent jumped down the steps. Before jumping, the weight was on his left foot. After jumping, his right leg did not bend, and it was extremely heavy when he landed." Lu Nan carefully recalled the information he just heard. , gradually formed a picture in the brain.

It sounded like Nian Baixiao had made a meritorious service, but he didn't think so. Not to mention he was very angry, "A cripple! I actually lost him!"

Hearing this, Hang Si said, "A F1-level racing driver can lose you, but it would be even less possible for someone else. It means that the other party has already planned an escape route."

Nian Baixiao felt a little more comfortable, because Hang Si could comfort people.

Lu Nan pursed her lips deeply to hold back a smile.

Nian Baixiao was not amused when he looked at him, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you want to say again?"

"I want to say, as a racing driver, your sensitivity is a bit worse. Have you neglected training during this period? Pay attention, the countdown to the competition is about to begin, and if I remember correctly, you will have to compete with Zhuo Xiao soon. ." Lu Nanshen said slowly.

Nian Baixiao's pride and unwillingness to admit defeat came back again, "Which of your eyes saw that I was not sensitive?"

"You can't see with your eyes, just can hear." Lu Nanshen came closer to him, almost close to his ears, smiling a little unnaturally, "You know what nonsense we often talk about, can you still make sense of it? What's the next step? Step smaller."

Nian Baixiao stood stunned for a long time, confused.

Say what?

"Hey, wait for me."

My hip hurts when I walk.
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Lu Nanshen kept his promise and did not allow Hang Si another chance to regret. He took Hang Si to the piano room the next afternoon.

It was Jiang Yu's studio, and Lu Nanshen specially chose a violin for Hang Si. In the future, this will be the place where Jiang Yu and Hang Si practice the piano and master the soul song scores.

At the same time, Lu Nanshen also contacted other musicians in the orchestra. Of course, this was what Hang Si saw. Lu Nanshen is really capable of multi-tasking. While communicating with other musicians online, he can also answer the questions raised by Jiang Yu fluently and seamlessly.

Hang Si didn't know the other musicians, and Lu Nanshen had no intention of introducing them. She didn't ask any more questions. She believed that Lu Nanshen would make arrangements for personnel matters.

But when Lu Nanshen handed the violin to her, Hang Si still overestimated himself. She thought she was well prepared, but just looking at the violin like this made her have a physiological reaction. She pushed Lu Nanshen away, rushed into the bathroom and started to vomit.