Author: Meow and Aow

Just when Yu Hai was thinking hard about how to punish the murderer, Su Yucheng, who was being talked about by him at this time, was also panicking and conflicting in his heart.

In fact, unlike Yu Hai's guess, Su Yucheng did not publish the song because he felt that the matter was perfect.

But things were indeed beyond his control.

Previously, Su Yucheng's album release had been publicized by his team early.

However, less than a week before the original release date, the album has not been recorded yet.

Helpless, Su Yucheng could only cancel some commercial performances and return to Su City to rush to work.

On the night of July 5th, he had a fight with his underground girlfriend and was in a bad mood so he went out for a drive.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he was in the convertible, drinking wine while blowing the night breeze, and his mood gradually relaxed. After the alcohol got to his head, the speed of the car couldn't help but increase.

When he came to his senses, he had already run a red light and knocked two passers-by away.

Su Yucheng was so frightened that he woke up immediately after drinking.

He put on the mask and hat almost subconsciously before getting out of the car to check.

Unfortunately, the middle-aged man who was knocked away died on the spot, and the young man protected by the middle-aged man was also unconscious.

Su Yucheng, whose mind was blank, realized that there was no one nearby. When he realized it, he was already sitting in the car and driving to his villa.

From the beginning to the end, whether he was too scared or too panicked, he never thought of calling the police or emergency call.

When Su Yucheng returned home, he realized that he had picked up the notebook that had been dropped by the person who had hit him.

However, at this time, he had no idea of ​​going back and returning it, and casually left the blood-stained notebook aside. Su Yucheng was hypnotized by alcohol in his inner anxiety and fear, and fell asleep again.

When he woke up the next day at the call of his assistant Xiaonian, he was surprised to find that no police came to his door.

Looking back at the section of road where the incident occurred, it was indeed very remote. Maybe there were no probes there or the probes didn't capture him at all?

So Su Yucheng, who postponed the recording of the song due to physical discomfort, waited at home for another day and found that the police never came to the door, which made him feel a little relaxed.

On the third day, at the urging of his manager, he walked into the recording studio and began to record the last song of his new album.

He was surprised to find that the lyrics of the last song were not the song he had originally planned.

"What is this?" He looked at his agent in confusion.

The other party looked at him with a smile: "I think this song is better and can be released as the title song of the album. I didn't expect you, Yucheng, to write such a good song besides electronic music."

"Really, if you have this ability, why didn't you take it out earlier? If Xiaonian hadn't found your composition book when I was helping you pack your things, how long would you have planned to hide it?"

Su Yucheng was a little confused. Why couldn't he understand a word the agent said?

"Composition book?" he asked blankly.

"This is it!" The agent took out a brown-covered notebook. There was a pattern of musical notes on the cover. It looked like a very ordinary notebook. It sold for more than ten yuan online. There were some dark stains on the surface of the notebook and it was a little dirty.

It's also a bit wrinkled and looks like it's been used a lot.

"This song "Give You Everything" is probably the best song you have ever written. Others are a bit immature. Keep working hard in the future."

Su Yucheng's eyes widened and his body stiffened.

Is this the notebook he picked up at the scene of the car accident?

"this is not……"

Before he could deny it, his manager had already opened the door to the recording studio with a notebook and walked out, leaving behind a sentence: "Okay, record the song well. With this song, we will help you run it well. You will definitely become a star in the entertainment industry."

You are a famous talent. You really don’t know how to take care of yourself. Look how dirty you are."

Su Yucheng wanted to follow up and explain to the other party: This is not a song he wrote.

But he opened his mouth, but his denial was stuck in his throat.

He couldn't explain the origin of this book - it was absolutely impossible for him to let people know that he had killed someone.

He stood stiffly on the spot, and after a long time he managed to calm down. He looked at the lyrics and music score in his hand, and then realized that the song was actually quite well written. It was a work that he could not write. If it were published, it should be published.

Can fire...

Uncontrollably, he began to think in his mind: No one knew he was the one who hit the car. He didn't call the emergency department, and maybe the boy died later. In this case, no one knew he didn't write this song.

of……

This song is really well written. If he releases it, will those who criticize his music as shit be slapped in the face?

If this song is released, my popularity and commercial value will definitely increase again...

Maybe it was luck, maybe it was greed, but in short, Su Yucheng recorded this song and released it as the title song of the album.

Then the day after his album was released, the police came to ask about a red sports car in his name.

Su Yucheng, who had already expected this and had rehearsed it countless times in his mind, easily replied that he had lost it. Since there was no evidence, the police could not search, so they temporarily let him go.

Very few people could afford the sports car he drove, so he had already expected that the police could use the car to find someone, but as long as they couldn't prove that it was him who was driving, everything would be easy.

As a public figure, the police would never dare to do anything to him without evidence.

Just like this, another four or five days passed. By this time, Su Yucheng had gradually relaxed and almost felt that he had nothing to worry about.

Maybe, this matter will become the secret of my life.

Just in case, he also asked the studio to issue an announcement indicating that he owns the copyright of the song and has the initiative.

In a parallel world, copyright is everything.

However, what Su Yucheng didn't expect was that within a few days, the police found him again.

This time, the police directly stopped him in a public place after one of his business performances. This time they did not question him, but detained him. They also took away his assistant and manager.

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Some netizens took this picture, and the crowd was predictably excited.
Chapter completed!