After a while, the low sound of the piano continued to play. The deep and sad sound of the piano made people immersive, as if they were in a poignant love story.

""You are the joy of youth"" Lin Xiangxiang said abruptly, and Zhou Yan asked with a confused look, "What?"

"This song," Lin Xiangxiang explained, "tells the story of a down-and-out scholar and an oiran who met and got to know each other, and ended up being separated from each other. The oiran cared deeply about the dead boy, and treasured the boy's relics. In the end, he angered the benefactor and was humiliated to death.

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"Then what?"

"The young man's obsession turned into a resentful spirit and destroyed the whole family of the financial owner."

After saying this, Lin Xiangxiang's eyes flashed with surprise, and Zhou Yan was also shocked: "Is this... a hidden script?"

"Close the case!" Zhou Yan handed the pen to Lin Xiangxiang, and Lin Xiangxiang quickly connected all the story lines.

After leaving the secret room, the six people returned to the studio to officially solve the mystery in front of the cameras and the audience.

When they were looking for evidence just now, cameras were following them all the time. By this time, the barrage had exploded, and all they were showing were Zhou Yan and Lin Xiangxiang.

[Holy shit, shit, shit! This sidekick is awesome! I found the hidden script directly! 】

[Borrowing a building! I just checked "You Are the Joy of Youth". Is it possible that this case is adapted from this story? The murderer is dead!]

【What? Who is the murderer???】

【yes!!!】

The program team was very good at blocking out spoilers, which made netizens anxious.

In order to prevent the guests from copying the answers, the program team temporarily closed the barrage.

"Everyone, can anyone tell the truth about the case?" The host stood in front of the small blackboard prepared in advance. His childlike innocence was not polite at all. He raised his feet and walked towards the blackboard. With a big stroke of his pen, he wrote the words "Jade"

The word Yang.

"He is the murderer." Tong Xin just took a quick glance and raised her eyebrows. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, already confident.

"Excuse me, Miss Tongxin, what is the process of the case?" The host asked this, and Tongxin's face froze.

The process? She didn't read it! She only saw the word "murderer", wouldn't it be enough to find the murderer?

Li Rong and Jing Wenli, who had no clue at first, realized when they saw the childlike appearance that they were just stupid enough to not memorize the script.

Seeing Tong Xin's embarrassment, the host couldn't keep the smile on his face and tentatively called out again: "Miss Tong?"

Her urging made the childish heart dissatisfied: "What? Wouldn't it be great if we just found the murderer?"

"This..." The host was embarrassed and looked at the director in the audience for help.

The director's expression was also extremely ugly. The host was afraid of being left in the cold, so he asked Tong Xin to sit back first. She called for the second group, and Jing Wenli stepped forward.

She posted the evidence typed out in the background on the small blackboard one by one, and then began to explain the process.

"Li Rong and I found a sickle, a severed hand and a severed piano in the backyard. Preliminary inference is that the deceased concubine was an oiran who had forgotten her hometown and lived by playing the piano. She was eventually ransomed by the benefactor Jin Dafu."

"There were many beautiful concubines in Jin Dafu's mansion. They were jealous of the oiran's beauty, so they cut off the oiran's hands that were used to play the harp, killing the oiran, and also broke the oiran's harp."

"The oiran was so resentful that he possessed the broken harp and killed the whole Jin family with his sad music. Therefore, the murderer should be the dead oiran."

The inference is not unfounded. It seems that the hidden figure who did not appear in the script, the violinist Yuyang, was not discovered.

After Jing Wenli finished speaking, the audience burst into applause. Unfortunately, the host did not reply directly.

"Miss Jing, please take a break. We have invited the third team, Zhou Yan and Lin Xiangxiang, to bring different answers."

Lin Xiangxiang handed the notes to Zhou Yan and motioned for him to go up and explain. Zhou Yan looked at the notes and said calmly: "You go."

"This..." Lin Xiangxiang was about to say it was inappropriate, but Zhou Yan refused with the excuse, "I'm not familiar with that piece of music."

After the host urged her a second time, Lin Xiangxiang took back his notes and walked to the small blackboard as if resigned to his fate.

"The murderer in this case is Yuyang." Lin Xiangxiang circled the word Yuyang written by Tongxin.

Childlike innocence immediately taunted: "Hey! Copying answers doesn't count."

"Sister Tong Xin, I have a process~ The answer is the same, it must be a coincidence~" Lin Xiangxiang pushed back with an innocent look. Tong Xin's face darkened, and Zhou Hao held her hand tightly, signaling her to calm down.

"Who knows if your process is right or not? What if it's just nonsense and ends up with a childlike answer?" A sarcastic smile appeared in Zhou Hao's eyes, and Lin Xiangxiang didn't even bother to look at him.

"Then please ask Sister Tong Xin to help me check the process and see if it is the same."

"What do you mean?" Tongxin couldn't help it, and immediately started to slap the case, pointing angrily at Lin Xiangxiang.

As for Lin Xiangxiang, she has always been unable to control her violent temper. But the persona she created in front of the camera has always been that of a sexy and gentle big sister.

She suddenly went berserk and faced the spotlight, but she quickly calmed down.

"You mean, I stole the question?"

"No~" Lin Xiangxiang blinked innocently, "I mean, since our answers are the same, maybe the process is also the same."

"Sister Tong Xin is very smart. She must have solved the mystery. She didn't say it herself, but she wanted to give me a chance to act as a sidekick. So... please ask Sister Tong Xin to help me check the answer. Even if it's wrong, it doesn't matter, right?"

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"You!!!" It was clearly a covert sarcasm to her for stealing the question, why are you pretending?

Zhou Hao saw that the veins on Tong Xin's forehead were protruding, so he took the initiative to stand up and comfort him: "Baby, if you don't get angry, let her talk nonsense. How can she guess it with her IQ anyway?"

Only then did Tongxin glare at her angrily and sit back.

Lin Xiangxiang posted the printed photos on the small blackboard and narrated the process of the case.

"This is a sad story. The courtesan did not sell her body, but on the night when she did it, the violinist broke three strings."

The opening of the mouth is the eye-catching style of the Internet article author.

"The violinist Yuyang thought that the oiran was bowing down for a mere piece of silver, but little did he know that it was the financial owner who threatened to cut off the violinist's hands."

"The violinist worked hard to play the piano, trying to earn enough money to redeem her. He only had one last night left, but she became the plaything of the financial owner."

"The violinist cried with tears in his heart and played the last song with tears in his eyes. The broken strings revealed his innermost feelings."

"The oiran left with his benefactor, and the piano player also ended his playing career because of a broken string. He was depressed all day long, and passed away soon after."

"After the death of the piano master, he turns into a resentful soul and wanders around the world. Wherever there is the sound of the piano, there is the resentful soul of the piano master who makes trouble."

"It wasn't until he finally couldn't bear it any longer that he went to the oiran's mansion and found out that the oiran had treasured his broken string harp and was crying all day long."
Chapter completed!