It is said that at sea the seafarers are usually very superstitious, they blindly worship something that they think will bring good luck, it may be a coin or a wood carving, etc., and it is strictly forbidden to say something unlucky, thinking that it will bring disaster to everyone.

This tradition has continued into modern times, and it has been handed down from the Age of Discovery, and even the Celestial Empire has the custom of sacrificing to the dragon king and the river god before sailing.

If it had been in the past, it would have been enough for the sailors to drop Ann's finger off the ship, but this time no one heard it, and Ann's finger didn't take effect, well, at least not for the time being.

As the minutes ticked by, a light rain began to fall in the sky, and experienced sailors knew it was going to be a stormy night. The Mediterranean's changing climate makes the whole trip a storm that doesn't bode well for you.

Of course, the three of them were not stupid enough to take the rain on the deck, and like most guests, they hurried back to the cabin after the rain fell, and at this time, the plot started.

The three of them heard the captain broadcast on the ship's radio that there would be a party in the dining room at 6 o'clock, and Ann thought maliciously that if something really happened, the party would be a place where things often happened.

They had already been to the Grand Ballroom when they were exploring the cabin, but preparations were being made and passengers were not allowed to enter, so they couldn't take a good look and could only look through the doorway.

It is a two-storey banquet hall with a corridor around the central main hall, and there are also tables and chairs on it where guests can dine and enjoy singing and dancing performances. At the front of the banquet hall, you can see a large stage and a dance floor on one side, and it is not difficult to imagine the guests dancing to the music, although it has nothing to do with Ann Yizhi.

- He doesn't know how to dance at all!

The three of them took out their first-class tickets, and the waiter led them to the table closest to the stage, where their names were displayed, and it was evident that the old woman had arranged everything.

If he didn't know how tricky this copy was, An Yizhi could play it as pure tourism, anyway, he had almost no chance to go out in reality, and Lin Linglin didn't like to run around very much.

"What do you drink, sir?"

The waiter came over with a tray of wine glasses, and An replied without thinking about it:

"Lafite '82"

"Don't listen to him, he has a lot of sea breezes, three glasses of champagne"

Tu Hongyu hurriedly interrupted.

Now the copy is only 1920, and if you ask someone what the 1982 Lafite is not crossed.

The waiter put down his glass and walked away with a question mark on his face, probably thinking about what the hell Lafite was in '82.

"What do you want? You don't usually make that mistake."

Even if he wants to pretend to be forced by the attack of the second disease, An Yizhi will not make such a big disclosure, after all, it is embarrassing to pretend to be forced to show the stuffing, and An Yizhi has long passed the stage of blowing and force.

An Yizhi did think about something, but it wasn't very harmonious.

"I'm thinking...... If I were a murderer, I would like to kill someone here."

He pointed to the stage and added:

"Suppose the target to be killed is a person on stage, such as a captain, I guess the murderer will arrange a mechanism under the stage, which is hollow and has a lot of space, enough to set up a lot of mechanisms."

He pointed to the corridor on the second floor above his head:

"It's the high ground there, and as long as there is a gun, the murderer can kill anyone he wants from there"

"No, the vantage point is not necessarily the best"

Breeze Bazooka has a different opinion:

"The lighting of this venue mainly relies on the ceiling of 6 groups of large chandeliers and a large number of small lamps, the lighting is very perfect and there is no dead end, although you can kill anyone at the commanding heights, but you will also expose yourself at the same time, and the designer seems to have considered the ** problem of the people downstairs, from the upstairs can not see the whole picture of the hall, if you can only see the stage with a sitting posture, and you can only see the front row of guests with a standing posture, the total area of vision is about one-third of the entire hall, if it is me, I'd choose a lighting tripod above the stage, it's inaccessible, and because of the backlight effect, no one will notice even if you touch a large gun, and more importantly, the shooting vision is good, there are no blind spots, the only flaw is that you can't attack the stage under your feet with a gun, but like you said, it's easy to design a trap to kill people on the stage."

This girl is not a policeman, but a soldier on duty, she is not good at things like reasoning, but when it comes to her professional field, An Yizhi and Tu Hongyu can't catch up.

"Uh...... Qingfeng, what are you doing in reality? ”

Tu Hongyu asked strangely, Qingfeng Bazuka realized that she had said too much, but it didn't matter, she had already prepared her words:

"I am a shooting enthusiast, and I often go to shooting at shooting ranges in Europe with my friends, and I heard these things from the instructors."

This reason is barely reasonable, judging from her familiarity with firearms, she is far qualified as a shooting enthusiast, although there are still some unreasonable places, but neither of them asked, after all, Pingshui met.

After taking a sip of champagne, the sweet and sour alcoholic drink flowed down my throat and into my stomach, making for a nice experience.

Having said that, the inventor of champagne originally wanted to make a wine that eliminated bubbles, but he didn't expect that the most significant feature of champagne in the development was bubbles......

Let's get back to business.

An pointed to the other two and said:

"I have a hunch that something will happen here, whether it's poisoning, shooting, or organ killing, in short, it's not wrong to collect a little more information, wait for you to talk to the guests around you, and ask if you can get any useful information."

It seems that the two teammates don't have much opinion on this, after all, this arrangement is already obvious.

"Why don't you go?"

"I've been talking to faint lately"

Tu Hongyu: "......"

He didn't know that in the copy he had gone to Endymion, An Yizhi had been fooled by those so-called high-class communication methods, and would rather scold the street with the gangsters than talk to these upper-class people like devils and dogs.

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While Tu Hongyu and Qingfeng Bazooka were out with wine glasses to find someone to talk nonsense, An Yizhi rehearsed all the possibilities he could think of in place.

Everyone thinks that being alone or with fewer people is more likely to commit crimes, but this is a wrong idea, the real situation is that the more people, the easier it is to commit crimes, you can just look at the thieves roaming the train station......

However, the system arranges such a big scene by no means just a simple petty theft, it is likely to kill someone, as for who to kill, there is no way to know, and even the three of them may be targeted.

To sum up, his previous act of sipping champagne was not purely to taste what the champagne tasted like, but to see if there was any poison in it, and it was better to die alone than to be hit by everyone together.

Looking around, there were so many things that could be used as murder weapons, knives and forks, wine bottles, glasses, and even spoons. Ever since he saw a cartoon gouging out people's eyes with a spoon, he didn't dare to underestimate such a seemingly harmless thing as a spoon.

With this mentality, he looks at everyone like a criminal who may commit a crime, and looks at everyone like a murderer with bad intentions.

In fact, being too wary is not a good thing, because preconceived notions can seriously interfere with judgment. Of course, An Yizhi knows this, so he is trying to calm his mind now, and it is a good choice to divert his attention, for example.

He looked at the other guest on his left.

There were also three people at this table, all three of whom were men, and they didn't seem to be familiar with each other, because since the three of them had only greeted each other since they were seated, and they hadn't talked too much.

From left to right, the first man looks to be in his mid-30s, with a mustache that was fashionable for the era, and a simple face with a monocle that looks like a gentleman. However, Ann found that his hands were very rough and calloused. His skin was darker, and his body was so strong that he almost puffed up the evening dress.

This shows that he often does manual labor outside the home, rather than being a more lucrative mental worker.

It's not normal for such a working-class person to be in the front row of first-class passengers, but it's a bit arbitrary to speculate on that basis, maybe he's an archaeologist who spends time on the scene and likes to work out.

Letting go of his suspicions a little, Ann pointed to the other person.

He is much older, with white hair, about 60 years old, maybe he is 70, but the other party's temperament and demeanor are better than the one next door, this is a person who does not accept old age.

From time to time, he took out his pocket watch and looked at something, maybe waiting for someone, and Ann noticed that there was the word R&R on the back of his pocket watch, which should be the abbreviation of his name.

The last person is the youngest, but also the most mentally depressed guy, his eye sockets are deep-set, dark circles can be seen two or three meters apart, his body is thin, and it is the kind of abnormal emaciation, just like a terminally ill patient, which reminds An Yizhi of the image of an addict seen on TV.

However, this guy is also the most dangerous of the three, because An Yizhi noticed an unnatural bulge in his waist, and it can be seen from the shape that there is a pistol there, he himself is very careful, once the shape of the pistol leaks out, he will pretend to tidy up his clothes and re-smooth it, his actions are a little suspicious of three hundred taels of silver here, originally An Yizhi didn't pay much attention to it, but he sorted out his clothes several times but made An Yizhi find this hidden weapon.

"How? Did you find any clues? ”

Tu Hongyu and Qingfeng Bazooka returned, and the two sat down again and shook their heads at An Yiyi.

Unexpectedly, if there is a murderer who really wants to kill someone, this matter must not be found out by asking around, unless the murderer is mentally retarded......

"Pay more attention to the guests at the table on our left, I noticed that one of them had a gun in his arms, yes it was the very skinny one"

An Yizhi admonished, and at this time, a middle-aged man in a straight uniform walked out of the backstage, presumably the captain.

He tried the microphone:

"Ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for the inaugural voyage of the Blue-Eyed Princess......"

As he read his speech, the lights around him dimmed so that everyone's eyes could be drawn to the captain......