Chapter 84 (1/2)
After meeting Luo Yu Sen again and obtaining his contact information, Qi Mu didn’t contact him even once.
Partly because Akkad gave Qi Mu a task: to visit some famous maestros. And partly because Qi Mu knew if he was too enthusiastic, Luo Yu Sen would know something was wrong. He wasn’t that stupid.
When he left a famous violinist’s house with his violin case, Qi Mu looked down at the path and walked toward his hotel.
At noon, the bright sunshine lit up the land, painting the red-brick lane with a layer of gold. Qi Mu recalled the phone call he received the other day. His eyebrows creased as he was lost in thought.
He secretly hired a private detective on the first day of his arrival to see if he could find the person behind Luo Yu Sen.
From his point of view, since the other person could make Luo Yu Sen take the risk of drugging him, they had to have a high status. And they must have promised some kind of benefit.
As long as there was money exchanged, it left a paper trail. Being caught was just a matter of time.
However, when Qi Mu thought he could easily catch the person behind the scenes, the private detective he hired returned in distress, “Luo Yu Sen’s bank account didn’t receive any large amount of money in the last 10 months. Would you like to look for other information, sir?”
It shocked Qi Mu. He thought for a moment before replying, “Look for other things.”
After receiving another sum of money, the private detective began searching for other things involving Luo Yu Sen over the past 10 months. Qi Mu hung up the phone, puzzled.
If it wasn’t a deal with money, then. . . What was in it for Luo Yu Sen?
Qi Mu knew that in the months after his death, Luo Yu Sen wasn’t promoted to the deputy of the second group violin. The seat remained empty. And from what he saw that night outside the concert hall’s building, the other members had alienated Luo Yu Sen.
If Jacques was the one Luo Yu Sen was helping, then. . .
Why was he so miserable now?
Qi Mu first thought the truth had already emerged on the surface, waiting for him to scoop it out. Only now did he understand the whole matter was wrapped in layers of thick silk webs like looking at the reflection of the moon in water, unclear.
And now, after three days, Qi Mu was planning to contact Luo Yu Sen again to see if he could find any anomalies.
Before he could, his mobile phone vibrated. Qi Mu saw the familiar name on the screen and was surprised. He pressed the answer button and whispered, “Min Chen?”
A low “Um” came from the other end of the line. Min Chen continued in the same low tone, “Long time no see, Qi Mu.”
Qi Mu was still surprised but chuckled. “Well, it’s been a while since I last saw you. Is Bai Ai busy with rehearsals nowadays? If you have some time, let’s go have a meal together or something. I’ve been somewhat idle lately.”
Min Chen came to Vienna as early as ten days ago. He had sent Qi Mu a text informing him of his arrival.
At that time, Akkad was still glued to Qi Mu’s side, and he was unable to escape. When Akkad finally left Vienna, Bai Ai was getting busy with their rehearsals, leaving Min Chen with no time to spare.
“Where are you now?”
Qi Mu looked around and answered bluntly, “I just visited Master Anton near Gaul Street.” After a pause, he nearly cried, “What a coincidence, you’re nearby?”
Qi Mu thought it was too coincidental. The corner of his lips curled upward, and he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Okay, how can there be such a coincidence. . . Vienna is so big, how lucky we are for this to happen.”
The other end of the line was silent for a while. The handsome man’s thin lips curled even higher, and he thought, Well, it’s really fate. . . It had already happened twice.
“Did you get the ticket for Bai Ai’s concert tonight?”
Qi Mu continued to walk forward, nodding, “Yes, I got it this morning. I didn’t expect Daniel to personally send it to me. Thank you very much, Min Chen. You know Bai Ai’s ticket is tough to get. I heard that on the black market, the price shot up to 500 euros for one ticket.”
“Well, it’s good you got it.” The man’s mellow and magnetic voice came through the speaker.
Qi Mu laughed. “But it seemed a little bit too much for you to send Daniel in person. . . I was surprised when I opened the door this morning. I thought you would either courier it or pass it to me along the way. It was quite over the top.”
Min Chen: “. . .”
So. . . Between he delivering the ticket in person and Daniel delivering it, the latter was more serious?
The two chatted for a bit and, after saying “See you tonight” to each other, they hung up the phone.
After the call, Qi Mu somehow felt his complex mood clear. Taking advantage of his good mood, he cast the thought of the disturbing scum aside and wondered what was for lunch.
In the concert hall no. 3 of Musikverein, the members of Bai Ai were horrified to find out——
Their conductor smiled!!!
He was in a good mood!!!
They saw the cold man in the middle of the auditorium with the corner of his lips raising while he gazed at his mobile phone. Something happened, and it made him happy.