The darkest hour before dawn.

Jin Jingcheng opened his eyes from his sweet sleep.

Jin Jingcheng turned around and stared at Han Jiaren beside him silently, only feeling that everything was so beautiful.

However, in order to preserve and preserve this goodness, as a man, it is necessary to deal with all the evils that threaten it.

After staring at Han Jiaren for a long time, Jin Jingcheng got up from the bed, and after carefully and gently helping Han Jiaren cover the futon, Jin Jingcheng took his clothes and quietly walked out of the bedroom and into the big study next to him.

In the study, Jin Jingcheng put on his clothes and deliberately tightened the folding knife that was stuck on the belt behind his back.

Then he opened the curtains in the study, opened the window, and the sound of a trickling rain rushed in.

It's raining, and the drops of crystal raindrops are connected into rain curtains outside the window, and under the background of the lights, they are crystal beautiful.

"Yesterday it was still sunny, why did it suddenly rain today?"

Jin Jingcheng asked in his heart, and then gave his own answer: "Maybe the sky also knows that I am going to set off an evil storm today, so it deliberately set off this rain as a foil for me." ”

This answer even he thought was funny, but he couldn't laugh.

Because he knew that now he had to temporarily forget about the beauty of last night and Han Jiaren, that sunny day.

Because it's a new day, the darkest hour before dawn, this rainy day.

Because today he is about to unleash his evil storm.

He will use his night to devour those evil opponents!

Next to the window, there is a special table and chair, on which is an old but spotless electronic keyboard.

Jin Jingcheng stood by the window, silently watched the rain outside the window for a while, and then suddenly picked up the electronic piano with both hands and walked out of the apartment.

Jin Jingcheng took the elevator to the **C Entertainment Studio on the tenth floor below.

**Deep in the corridor where the C Entertainment Studio is located, there was originally a warehouse, but later Jin Jingcheng rented this warehouse and asked Shen Lan to be responsible for converting it into a practice room.

Right now, the studio has been renovated. It's not luxurious, but it's functional, and when all five of the Queen's scheduled members have signed up, you can practice here.

Holding his own electronic keyboard. Jin Jingcheng walked directly into the practice room.

Turn on the lights, and the lights immediately illuminate the practice room very brightly, a little dazzlingly bright.

However, at the moment, Jin Jingcheng doesn't seem to like light, but likes darkness.

So he turned off his headlights. Only a small dim light was turned on.

Immediately, Jin Jingcheng placed the electronic piano on a table by the window and plugged it in.

There was a chair next to the table, but Jin Jingcheng didn't sit down, but moved the chair away and stood directly next to the electronic keyboard, looking at the deep night and rain outside the window, while putting his hands heavily on the electronic keyboard.

Obviously, he wanted to play the piano and sing, or rather. It's also a kind of venting.

Since it is a practice room, the sound insulation effect is naturally very good, not to mention that there are offices of **C Entertainment Studio nearby, and there is no one in it at this time, Jin Jingcheng does not need to worry about anything at all.

This is also the reason why he came here to play the piano, if he plays in the study of the apartment, although the sound insulation effect of the study is also good, he is still afraid that it will disturb Han Jiaren in his sleep.

Knock knock, knock knock......

With the flicking of Jin Jingcheng's fingers, a deep and wonderful prelude sounded.

Then a sudden stirring of strings fell. Jin Jingcheng let go of his throat and sang deeply and solemnly to the constant sound of the electronic piano, both rap and lyrical. There are soothing and exciting......

"In the alley of 1983, December was clear, and the night was in the seventh chapter, and the typewriter continued to push closer to the truth that the next line, the mist of the heather pipe. Drifting to the withered trees, crying silently to me, the circular square by Baker Street, the armoured knight's arm, the insignia of the fleur-de-lis, the sound of unmanned carriages, the late-night visit, the bloody opening of evil in the moonlight of Victoria. ”

"The vanishing pistol, the charred cane, the melted wax figure, who is not present, the illusion of the symbol on the jewelry box, the contradiction leading to the dead alley he piled up, the evidence buried perfectly, the corners of the mouth that mocked the Scottish police field rose. ”

"If evil is a magnificent and cruel movement (then justice is a deep and helpless melancholy), I will write its final scene with my own hand (then I will light the glimmer in the ashes), the light of the morning will dry the last line of sorrow (then the raindrops will wash away the dark walls), and the black ink will stain the serenity (the end light will be turned off, and the red curtain will fall). ”

"Truth can only be worn to, the soil without footprints, the abrupt subtle fragrance of flowers, the deliberately conspicuous clothing, everyone lies with a mask for different reasons, and the motive has only one name, which is called desire. far-farther-farther-far-far, ther-farther-farther-far-far, beyond the swamp of humanity, who can really not get dirty?"

"We can forget and forgive, but we must know the truth, the iron bed that has been moved, and finally the last piece of the picture is finally put together. ”

I heard footsteps, the expected moccasin, he pushed open the door and the evening breeze shook the kerosene lamp for a while, the typewriter stopped at the name of the murderer, I turned around, the night sky of Westminster began to boil, and in the chest bloomed with a gorgeous death, I savored this last sweet truth, and smiled back to the justice just quietly served, the violin in the Thames. ”

“…… If evil were a gorgeous and cruel movement, I would write it with my own hand, the light of the morning drying the last line of sorrow, and the black ink staining the serene ......"

At this point, the sound of the piano fell.

The song, titled "Chapter 7 of the Night Land", also fell.

This is a song with a very complex tune, but fortunately, there are a wide variety of instruments in the electronic keyboard, and if it is such a monotonous accompaniment with the piano, it is difficult to achieve good results.

This song is a suspenseful metaphor for the story of the 1983 detective Sherlock Holmes, the sound of the typewriter is quickly unveiled, the clues hidden in Holmes's diary, classical music and electronic music are blended together, and Kim actually becomes a self-talking Rap, as if incarnated as Sherlock Holmes to lead the audience to find the truth of the murder.

Jin Jingcheng's deliberately suppressed hard voice singing method hints at the calmness of the detective and the madness of the murderer, and at the end of the music, Jin Jingcheng sings with perfect falsetto, presenting a lyrical effect that is rare in pop music and touches the soul.

Obviously, this song has a special meaning for Jin Jingcheng.

He doesn't feel that he is righteous, and he doesn't think that evil must be defeated in a righteous way, because sometimes, evil needs to be punished with evil.

So he used this song to tell himself that if evil was a gorgeous and cruel movement, I would write it with my own hand!

Like "Nocturne", this "Chapter 7 of the Night" was also prepared by Jin Jingcheng in advance, and it is a song in his first solo official album.

At this time, Jin Jingcheng looked out the window again, and the rain seemed to be falling heavily, but the light of the morning light had already appeared in the distant sky, indicating that the dawn of a new day had quietly arrived.

Jin Jingcheng immediately walked out of the practice room and walked into his president's office.

After sitting alone at his desk for more than two hours, at eight o'clock in the morning, Shen Lan, Liu Minjian and Tie Hu all came to his office according to the established plan.

Jin Jingcheng looked at the three of them and asked solemnly, "Are they all ready?"

PS: The last song of the "Trilogy of Night" is "The Seventh Chapter of the Night", a friendly reminder, the next few chapters, while listening to this song, you will feel better. (To be continued.) )