Chapter 2 2. Strange Violin

It took a long time before Yang Zhiyuan woke up. The strong light in front of him made him unable to open his eyes. He instinctively covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and the voice of conversation sounded in his ears: woke up. The best way to deal with a drunk cat is to shine a bright light on his face. All right, let him go home by himself! Yang Zhiyuan turned his head slightly to avoid the strong light from the front. He found five or six people in uniforms, they were policemen, and he was lying on a hanging bench. He leaned over and sat up, and asked them in confusion: Am I at the police station?

A deputy came over: Yes, you can leave! Yang Zhiyuan raised his wrist, the watch stopped at 9:12, that was the time when he was attacked, he raised his head again, the electric clock on the wall indicated twelve o'clock.He remembered the warning of the two big men: stay out of your own business.He struggled to stand up, his body was still shaking, and he couldn't stand very stably. He thanked the assistant and walked out of the police station. The thick fog was still there, and he didn't know where he was. He looked back at the wooden sign at the entrance of the police station, and couldn't help being shocked. The wooden sign read: East District Police Station.

In other words, after he passed out from a coma, he had been moved a very long distance! Yang Zhiyuan wanted to go back to the police station and explain to the police what he had encountered, but he just paused for a moment.He knew that at this moment, his identity was a drunk cat who had passed out on the street, and if he told the whole story, it would only cause bursts of ridicule! He struggled to move, stopped a taxi, returned to the apartment, and collapsed on the sofa. Just when he wanted to think about what happened in Ye Lai carefully, the phone rang. He picked up the microphone conveniently, and it was a deep man's voice: Mr. Yang?just came back?

Who are you?Jerry Yang realized that this call was a bit unusual. Ha ha!The other party just smiled: Mr. Yang, if there is any news that alarms you tomorrow morning, you'd better not mind your own business! Who are you?Yang Zhiyuan's voice was full of anger. Don't meddle in your own business, Yang, don't meddle in your own business! Click, the other party has hung up the phone. Yang Zhiyuan was holding the receiver, and after a long time of silence, he put the receiver on the phone, took a quick shower, and fell on the bed. Although the night was so quiet, Yang Zhiyuan didn't feel sleepy at all.

Although there are so many coincidences in the world, Yang Zhiyuan firmly believes that there must be an extraordinary relationship between Alice Chen and Junzi. Junko?Isn't this the name of a Japanese woman?That's right, her full name is: Junko Otoha. Yang Zhiyuan has known Junzi Yiyu for seventeen years, and the time he spent with Junzi was only seven days. However, it was the short seven days seventeen years ago that he could never forget until now, and it was also because of that memory that he followed Alice to enter Huang Fushan's residence inexplicably tonight. I have been warned repeatedly: Don't meddle in my own business!

Seventeen years ago, the Anti-Japanese War had just ended. Yang Zhiyuan has already obtained the title of lieutenant colonel because of his outstanding service achievements during the war. Given his young age and ability, if he continues to work in the organization he serves, the so-called future is limitless. But he was tired of the work he did.During the war, for the sake of the country, he worked hard and dealt with the enemy's smart and capable spies. , Murder, between people, there can never be a trace of true love in life. Regardless of Shangfeng's persuasion, he resolutely left the unit where he worked, accepted the farewell party of his colleagues, and returned to his hometown from Nanjing, which was in the countryside of Shanghai.On the Shanghai-Nanjing Line, the traffic was extremely congested at that time, and he finally managed to get a first-class express ticket with a suitcase and a violin.He likes to play the violin in his spare time, but he is not very good at it.He bought that violin from a second-hand stall by chance when he was in Changchun, Northeast China. Everything in Northeast China after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War was surprisingly cheap, and so was that violin. He didn’t like the dumbness of that violin. I like the sound of the violin, but I like the special design of the violin: the twisted knob is made of steel and shaped like a carp.

He still remembered that the owner of the second-hand stall, after he paid the price, smiled mysteriously at him and said: Sir!You have a good eye, that thing was stolen from the palace by someone!There are still a few paintings, would you like to have a look at them, sir? Almost every second-hand goods stall owner in Changchun said that his goods came from the residence of Emperor Kant of Manchuria who had been captured from the imperial palace.Yang Zhiyuan just smiled, and replied: No need, you should keep those paintings and sell them to those who know the goods! The owner of the second-hand stall was obviously a little disappointed because Yang Zhiyuan hadn't been fooled. Yang Zhiyuan bought a violin and changed the strings several times, but the sound was always so weird, like a huqin made of foreign tin cans. ground, with a crying sound.

But he still likes the buttons on the violin, the lines are so complicated, like a living carp. He stepped into the carriage, found his seat, put the suitcase and the violin on the luggage rack, and the train started, and he enjoyed the scenery along the way. When he arrived in Zhenjiang, he got off and bought some local products, and then returned to When he was sitting in his seat, he felt that there was a mass of bright red in front of his eyes, so glaringly red, so bright, like a bunch of roses in full bloom, clustered together, he calmed down and saw clearly It was a girl in a rose red short coat, with a pointed forehead and big watery eyes, but she was just looking out of the window.

She sat across from him. Yang Zhiyuan suddenly felt strangely restrained, he couldn't stop staring at the beautiful girl opposite, but he couldn't keep staring at her. He also looked out of the window, but he no longer paid attention to the scenery along the way, he just thought about all kinds of stories in his mind, the stories of encounters on the journey recorded in the novel, and he pondered the possible development of the things in front of him in his heart. Miss, where are you going?Ask her directly?not good! Wait for her to speak?Not good. Just like that, everyone passed through the journey for several hours in silence, and never had the chance to meet again?Of course it's even worse!

Yang Zhiyuan waited quietly for a chance to talk to the other party, and the opportunity finally came. After the train stopped at the station, it started to move again. There was a violent vibration in the carriage, and the violin that put Yang Zhiyuan on the luggage rack shook. He fell down and just hit the girl opposite him. Ouch!The exclamation was so crisp. sorry!sorry!Yang Zhiyuan stood up quickly, but due to the swing of the carriage, he couldn't stand still and fell down on the seat again. The girl gave him a half-smile, half-annoyance, and took the violin case with both hands, Yang Zhiyuan hurriedly reached out to pick it up.

Originally, when the matter developed to such a point, Yang Zhiyuan only needed to take over the violin, and the words box could be opened.But in an instant, Yang Zhiyuan felt that something was wrong. The girl's hands suddenly stopped in mid-air, while her pair of watery eyes stared at the violin box motionlessly. There was nothing unusual about the violin box, except that there was a carp in gold on the box, but now the gold has faded away.Although the overjoyed light in the girl's eyes was fleeting, it could not escape Yang Zhiyuan's sharp gaze. Miss, do you like to play the violin? I am a student of the Conservatory of Music.The other party's answer was simple. Yang Zhiyuan found another suspicious point in her overly accurate Beijing movies, that girl might be Japanese! Miss's name? oh!The girl's attitude is very frank, I am a citizen of the defeated country, sir, have you discovered it? On the contrary, Yang Zhiyuan was embarrassed by her blunt answer. At the same time, he also realized that the other party was a very smart person, so he smiled: The war is over, what else is there to say?My name is Yang Zhiyuan, Mu Yi Yang.He took the violin. Junko Otoha.The answer is very simple, in fact, China is my second hometown. Many Japanese are like that. The war brought them to China and made them feel the loveliness of China. Don't you think that too many Japanese are the sworn enemies of the Chinese? well!Yang Zhiyuan sighed, the war is over, isn't it? He answered very vaguely, but what else could he say? Junko Otoha's slender fingers were fondling the violin case, Yang Zhiyuan noticed the expression on her face, and wanted to open the case to have a look.This is probably the preference of music lovers for musical instruments.He thought to himself, but he didn't take the initiative to ask Junzi to open the box, he wanted to wait for Junzi to speak. Mr. Yang, sure enough, Junzi couldn't help but say, can I have a look at your violin? Yang Zhiyuan felt that in getting along with this beautiful and outstanding Japanese girl, she already had the upper hand and always wanted to have the upper hand. This was an instinct developed in his profession. sure! A smile appeared on Junzi's face, and he stretched out his slender hand towards the switch. Yang Zhiyuan was stunned suddenly. The switch of the violin box was installed in the opposite place from the other boxes, but Junzi reached out and touched it all at once! Yang Zhiyuan felt that things were a little out of the ordinary, the switch was very complicated, if the other party could turn it on all at once, then the things would be even more out of the ordinary!He fixed Junzi closely. Junzi raised his long eyebrows slightly, and pushed the violin towards Yang Zhiyuan.ah!I can't open this box? you are lying!Yang Zhiyuan screamed in his heart. But he had a smile on his face.He felt more and more that Junko Otoha in front of him was not as simple as he imagined, and this violin might also contain a secret that he didn't know. If there was a secret, Junko must know it. Moreover, she must be able to open the violin case smoothly, but because she has already noticed her shock, she changed her mind and pretended that she could not open the case. If in wartime, when the enemy and the enemy are intriguing, and the other party is also a spy, someone like Junzi who is so good at identifying the other party's mood is the most dangerous opponent.Yang Zhiyuan thought silently, fixed his eyes on Junzi, and opened the violin box for her. When the strange violin appeared in front of Junzi, Yang Zhiyuan noticed a strange gleam in Junzi's eyes.Although the brilliance was fleeting, it couldn't escape Yang Zhiyuan's sharp eyes. He already had a vague outline in his mind, and it was believed that Junko Otoha and the violin must have an unusual relationship.Although the war is over, who can say that this violin is not closely related to Junzi's country? Yang Zhiyuan quietly observed Junzi's movements, and saw her spring onion-like fingers lightly plucked the string a few times, making a ding-dong, ding-dong sound.With the rumble of the train, it seems so harmonious. The sound seems a little wrong?A deep dimple appeared on Junko's left cheek. Yes, I changed the strings a few times, and it's always the same. I'm afraid it's the result of the violin maker's shoddy work.She closed the box and said nonchalantly. Um.Yang Zhiyuan secretly admired the other party's acting genius: I'm afraid it's like this. He lifted the violin, which was still on the luggage rack. The train kept moving forward, one station after another, he chatted with Junzi, and at the same time, he also counted the number of times Junzi looked at the violin, whether intentionally or unintentionally. In one hour, she looked at it seventeen times! The train arrived at another station, Wuxi.Yang Zhiyuan stood up: the meat bone here is a famous dish in Jiangnan, do you want to try it? Junko nodded with a smile. This was what Yang Zhiyuan expected, no matter how he looked at it, he observed that Junko Otoha wanted him to leave for a while, so that she could look at the violin carefully by herself. But Yang Zhiyuan's idea is just imagination after all.For more than two hours after he had doubts in his heart, he tried his best to imagine all kinds of possibilities, but he couldn't understand why there might be any relationship between Otowa Junko and that violin! He squeezed his way through the crowd and onto the platform.Of course, he didn't go to buy the nationally famous and delicious Wuxi pork bones. He found a high place on the platform and took out a small telescope from his pocket.That kind of binoculars was specially made, small in size and able to see far. He found Junko Otoha was quickly removing the violin case. Yang Zhiyuan's heart was pounding!The suspicion has been confirmed, he watched it attentively, Junzi's movements are extremely fluent!Opened the violin case, turned the carp-shaped copper knobs down, then inserted them into the S hole of the violin, groped for a while, and took out a small thing. In front of him, he swayed past, covering his sight. He turned his head hastily, and when Junzi appeared in the camera again, she was already sitting in the parking space with her forehead resting on her hand! So fast hands and feet!Yang Zhiyuan praised secretly again, put away the binoculars, hurriedly bought a box of meat and bones, and squeezed into the carriage, Junzi greeted him with the sweetest smile, and he responded to Junzi with a hearty smile, and they ate together Let's talk. The train continued, and Yang Zhiyuan didn't say a word about what he saw just now. Two hours passed quickly, and the train had arrived in Shanghai. They walked out of the platform together. Waving, Yang Zhiyuan also waved to her with a smile, they broke up! Yang Zhiyuan jumped into a taxi, and as soon as he got in the car, he took out the three carp-shaped copper buttons and a small circle of thin paper that was only as thick as a little finger from his suit pocket. Looking out from the car window, you can still see Otoha Junko's graceful figure and her bright red rose-red blouse. Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help but collapsed on the car seat and laughed, thinking to himself: Beautiful and cunning Girl, I'm afraid you didn't expect that the things in your right pocket are already in my hands! It turned out that when Yang Zhiyuan walked out of the station with Yiyu Junzi, he used his empty hand and took back the things Junzi stole! The car passed by the urban area at a high speed, Yang Zhiyuan didn't look at the long-lost street, he looked over and over again at the three brass buttons of the carp, the only impression he got was that the three brass buttons might be a specially prepared lock the key. And that small piece of thin paper, after being unfolded, is only one inch wide and five inches long, but it is blank, without any traces. Of course, it would be a miracle if there were any traces on the paper. Facing this piece of thin paper, Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help hesitating. There are twenty-seven formulas of invisible ink, and the paper is so thin, it might be torn before you try it three or five times. If there is any great secret hidden on the paper, the only way to know this secret is to find Junko Otoha, but the sea of ​​people is so vast, where can I find it? In the next few days, Yang Zhiyuan was busy with entertainment among relatives and friends. At the same time, he didn't get a chance to rest until the fifth day.Yang Zhiyuan's family environment is good. His bedroom is still so quiet, it is located in the quietest corner of the famous residential area of ​​this big city, with two sycamore trees outside the window. Yang Zhiyuan stood alone in front of the window for a while, recalling the days he spent here when he was a student, and thinking about the life of going from death to life during the war, fighting against each other.Suddenly, he felt strangely tired mentally. He stretched himself and lay on the bed, his thoughts fluctuating. It took him a long time before he fell asleep. However, just when he was about to fall asleep and entered a half-sleep state, he suddenly heard a rattling sound from the window. He opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a black figure flashing on the floor and hiding away from the window.