Not long ago, the captain announced through the ship's radio that they had caught the culprit in the shooting, and the passengers were reassured. Secretly, all the sailors were mobilized, and except for some key posts who could not leave, the rest of the people searched the cabin for the guns and clothes that the gunmen had used.

In this case, a man crept into the laundry room on the lowest level of the cabin, and he carefully retrieved a pistol, a trench coat, and a scarf from a large pile of clothes that had been unsorted and squeezed by the shooting.

Just as he was about to go out, the lights were on, and three players walked in with the captain and several sailors.

"Mr. Hughes, you're here to pick up something."

"Mr. Ann Yizhi, I was about to send you, these are the things used by the gunman, I didn't expect you to find here"

Even if he was blocked, the second mate was still very calm, and he seemed to be telling the truth.

Believe that you have a ghost!

"Mr. Hughes, aren't you going to plead guilty?"

"Confession? What sin? Do you think I did it? ”

"If you don't admit your guilt, that's fine, let me start at the beginning"

Ignoring Hughes's justification, Ann turned on the chattering mode by himself, which was also his favorite part, and it always felt uninteresting to solve a puzzle without telling people about it.

"The two people who died on the ship had nothing to do with you...... Let's start with the first incident."

He stared into Hughes's eyes and said:

"In everyone's eyes, the gunman's target is the captain, and even the captain himself thinks so, he has a good reason, and this reason is inconvenient to say, but the only people who know this reason are you, the captain, and the captain's wife, and you just take advantage of this to make the captain think that the gunman is an enemy seeking revenge, but he doesn't know it...... The one you want to play passed away a month ago."

"Mr. Ann Yizhi, I don't understand ......"

"No, you know, you just don't know that he's dead. Your target from the beginning was not the captain but the old gentleman sitting under the chandelier, and I'll show you some evidence first."

Removing the broken lock of the chandelier from the paper bag, he said:

"There are obvious traces of destruction with a hacksaw, indicating that the murderer was preparing to let the chandelier fall from the beginning, and the captain told me that the crew had cleaned and decorated the banquet hall the day before setting sail, and when everyone went back to the room to rest in the evening, because there were more ladders and other props used for cleaning, everyone did not take it back immediately, you did it secretly at that time"

"! I had a drink and a chat with the first mate that night."

"But you left for half an hour, didn't you? The first mate's testimony mentioned this, and you lied about diarrhea, so the first mate was not suspicious."

"I did leave for half an hour, but that doesn't prove that I'm the murderer."

"It's really not possible, don't worry, let's move on"

An Yizhi's leisurely tone made the second mate angry for a while, and he guided step by step, hoping to let the second mate show his feet.

"You weren't on the bridge at the time of the crime, and the first mate said you had left under the pretext of going to the toilet......"

"Oh my God, how many times do you want me to say that I've really had an upset stomach lately"

"Hehe, just take it"

The ridicule of the two words is far more effective than scolding, An Yizhi continued:

"You leave the bridge, first go to the toilet to find the gun and change into the clothes that have been hidden, then go to the second floor of the banquet hall, and shoot twice at the captain who has just finished his speech, so that everyone thinks that your target is the captain, but you miss, and then you aim at the chain of the chandelier and successfully complete the plan. You escaped from the banquet hall and threw your clothes and guns down the laundry aisle, not because you didn't want to destroy the evidence, but because you didn't have time, the corridor in the banquet hall didn't lead to the window outside the ship, you had to throw it into the laundry aisle, so we could block you here."

He shook the lock again:

"There's a layer of glow-in-the-dark paint on it, and while it's hard for ordinary people to see, I think you, who used to be a Navy lookout, have far more eyes than ordinary people, and it's not hard for you to aim at the chain through the fluorescent paint."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Captain, do you really believe the nonsense of this private investigator of unknown origin?"

Hughes said angrily, Ann pointed out that he was not angry, and he continued:

"There is a lot of evidence that your target has always been the dead, the most obvious being the gunshots. The short interval between the two shots aimed at the captain suggests that you don't have serious intentions on killing the captain, and the third shot is a little slower, when you are aiming at the chandelier's chains, and of course, your target is not only the old gentleman who died in the first case, but also the person sitting with him. But if you want to use the captain's enemy as an excuse to get out, you can't break the chains first, and the first reaction of ordinary people when they hear the gunshots is to run away or hide under the table, and you know that the old gentleman has a serious rheumatism, and he can't immediately run away when he hears the gunshots or bend his knees and hide under the table, and that's how you use this to come up with the trick of smashing him to death with a chandelier."

"Mr. An Yizhi, I understand what you mean, but how does the second mate know which table the target will make?"

"Quite simply, Mr. Hughes was acquainted with the two deceased men and McFlin, and their tickets were given by Mr. Hughes, and the three of them were not rich men who could not afford to buy first-class tickets. This has been confirmed in Mr. McFlynn's diary"

He pulled out the diary and handed it to the captain, who flipped through it and nodded, and although the diary did not contain names, it was clear that McFlin was a worker, and that the worker could not afford to sit in the first class of a 1920s cruise ship.

"I don't know them at all!"

"Really? But they are from the same place as you, and there are only more than 300 people on that island, even if they don't know each other, they should have an impression."

"I, I, well, I admit it, I know them, and it's the ticket I gave, but I'm not killing anyone! I'm hiding it just because I hate it there, and I don't want people to know that I'm from such a backcountry."

Hughes was still quibbling, but for Ann, he just had to admit that he knew the other three.

"Now that you admit it, let's move on to the next event. You know that the chandelier won't kill the other two, so you have a very good plan, you plan to kill one and blame the other, and the one who is blamed will also die of alcoholism because he drank the fake wine that you mixed with high alcohol, so that you can get out of the incident perfectly, after all, the dead can't speak. ”

He took out the pistol that killed the dead from the paper bag:

"Let's start from the technique, you first used the identity of the deceased acquaintance to coax the deceased to open the door for you, I guess the excuse you used may be to bring a new type of drugs, after all, the deceased was an addict, and the container you used to contain the so-called drugs was actually a portable refrigerator with a thermal insulation function. According to the testimony, the first mate said that you had left here...... I know you must have said you went to the toilet, but there are several other testimonies that several sailors saw you pushing a cleaning cart through the corridor of the first class cabin, where the portable refrigerator should have been placed."

"Is it strange that I saw a careless cart by the janitorial staff to move it out of the way?"

"Okay, even if you've fooled yourself around, let's move on. When you entered the door, you first handed out a cigarette to the deceased, and then subdued the deceased while he lit the cigarette, you were once a champion of kickboxing, and you sneaked up from behind. I guess it's not hard for you to subdue an addict, you might have injected him with anesthetics, or simply knocked him unconscious, and then you set up a little trap to create a botched suicide illusion."

He pointed to the remaining fishing line in the gap in the trigger of the pistol and said:

"This is the evidence that you deliberately left behind, portable refrigerators...... Well, it just looked like a refrigerator, but it was actually something else, and it wasn't a drug, it was dry ice. There are two pieces of dry ice that you have prepared, one of which is larger with a very short line attached, and the other end of the line is tied to the trigger. The other end of this piece of dry ice is connected to another fishing line and a very heavy weight, which may be a square block of iron or lead. You put it out of the window, and put a smaller dry ice pad underneath, and when the dry ice sublimates, the lead falls off, and the trigger is pulled, so the deceased commits suicide, and the larger dry ice is a little slower, and when the captain hears the gunshot, there should still be some left, but there is no light in the room at that time, and the captain does not see it, he only sees the person who was shot in the head and suspected of suicide lying on the bed, so he ordered his men to guard the door of the room and come to me. By this time, the larger dry ice had completely melted away, and the fishing line that had been tied to the heavy object had slid down the window and thrown into the sea, leaving only a little remnant of the pistol's trigger. The evidence was that the deceased had a noticeable frostbite under his thumb, as the temperature of dry ice was extremely low. That's how you used to make the deceased 'commit suicide.'" There is a lot of evidence in the room that proves that the deceased did not commit suicide, such as traces of a fight, etc., but your purpose is not to disguise suicide, but to make the police feel, 'This is a fake suicide'. A little investigation into the register and the fact that the door was locked at the time of the crime will lead to the acquaintance of the murderer and the deceased, and further suspicion of Mr. McFlin that you are trying to blame him."

Throwing the pistol back into the paper bag, An Yizhi continued:

"By the way, you also arranged a script for Mr. McFlin that you couldn't justify, and you deliberately told him that there was alcohol on the ship, and you used his drunken heart to trick him into drinking the fake wine that you added to him, and let him die of alcoholism. The suspect drank alcohol and died of alcohol poisoning, and the police who handled the case naturally could only attribute the death of the second deceased to him in order to close the case, which is exactly what you want. But you don't know that although McFflin is a good wine, he doesn't drink the wine he brought, how can three bottles of sherry make a drunkard drunk like that, and not a suffocating donkey."

Although I don't know what kind of wine it is to stuff the donkey, everyone understands the meaning of An Yizhi, a person who drinks a lot will never be unconscious and even alcohol poisoning because he only drinks low-level sherry.

"It's all your guess, you have no evidence!"

Hughes pleaded out loud, his eyes red and emotional, apparently what Ann had just said was what he had done.

It is not surprising that one person can restore the original appearance of events almost as if he had seen them with his own eyes from a little clue, and Hughes felt a chill in his back.

"Indeed, you did it very carefully, no one saw when you brought it on the boat, and I was thrown into the sea long ago because of the container you took, and I am afraid that the pistol and clothes you used to commit the crime were also purchased under a false name or disguise, and even if you return to Hong Kong to investigate, you will definitely find nothing. Even if you don't have an alibi, you have the time to commit the crime. But there was no alibi on this ship, and there were dozens of people of similar height and size to the murderer, not to mention so many sailors. But you forgot about it."

Ann Yizhi reached for the paper bag again, Hughes had never hated something so much, the paper bag was like a treasure chest, and the hell knows how many things were in it.

"Dry ice is not real ice after all, it is solid carbon dioxide, and carbon dioxide prevents the flame from obtaining the oxygen needed for combustion, so this is not burned out with smoke, and most of it remains."

As he spoke, An Yizhi took the half-burned handmade cigarette and pretended to put it under his nose and sniffed it.

"Pure Latakia fine tobacco, this is the first time I've seen someone chop this thing and smoke a cigarette. If you search your body now, will you be able to find a box of handmade cigarettes with the same tobacco? ”

An Yi pointed out that he understood this because he had read a book called 'Singing White Bone' Benge Reasoning Detective before, there was this kind of tobacco in it at that time, and he also specially bought some cigarettes to smoke, although he was later beaten half to death by Lin Linglin to quit smoking, but the taste of this tobacco still has an impression.

Hughes's breathing began to become more rapid, and his mind kept thinking about how to justify, and it seemed that Ann was right.

"Mr. Ann, we've found a lot of these cigarettes on McFlynn...... too"

"It was given to him by the second mate"

This explanation is not very convincing, the captain has always been skeptical that his second mate is the murderer, so he doesn't believe it very much, look at Tu Hongyu and Qingfeng Bazooka, they haven't said a word, because they know that it is the time for An Yizhi to perform, and he will be unhappy if they interject.

- The second disease of the middle school with a high desire to perform is so troublesome.

"Well, I know this explanation is hard to convince, maybe it's just a coincidence? It just so happens that McFlin also likes to smoke this kind of tobacco, but everyone thinks about it, the price of this tobacco is not cheap, can McFflin, who works in a factory, smoke this kind of tobacco? Moreover, I have conclusive evidence that there is saliva left on the tobacco, and if it is extracted and compared with Mr. Hughes's DNA, it will be known that they are exactly the same. Oh, let me explain, DNA comparison is the result of recent research, it's like a fingerprint, everyone's is different."

This is pure nonsense, in this era, even fingerprinting technology has not been perfected, let alone higher-end DNA comparison. But others don't know, they see what An Yizhi said is conclusive, and they think that there is really such a thing.

"So, can Mr. Hughes explain why a cigarette with your saliva is in the deceased's room?"

Hughes didn't say a word, his face trembling, and he looked at Ann with a hateful gaze.

"By the way, let's talk about the motive for the killing, I've always been curious about what you killed for"

The words touched Hughes's scales, and like an enraged bull, he let out a whoa-wow-wow, reaching out and raising his pistol.

An Yizhi was so carried away that he didn't even take the weapon first.

At this moment, An Yizhi felt a strong wind shoot away from his side, and it turned out to be Qingfeng Bazooka.

She reacted the fastest, and stepped forward with a lunge kick to kick the gun in Hughes's hand, the latter was a fighting champion after all, and he was also not to be outdone and roared and fought with Qingfeng Bazooka, the two fought back and forth, and it was very intense, and others couldn't intervene at all.

"She seems to have learned the fighting skills of the army, and her movements are quite like the style of the army"

Because of Lin Linglin's relationship, An Yizhi has some understanding of martial arts.

"Miss Officer, is it okay? Hughes used to be a fighting champion. ”

The captain was a little worried.

"Then the question is, is it good at military boxing or free fighting?"

Tu Hongyu was a little eager to try, he was ready to take the sailors to press on Qingfeng Bazooka if he was defeated, and with his weight, he hoped not to crush the prisoner to death......

An Yizhi replied after listening:

"Of course it is—"

- Bang! Bang! Bang!

Breeze Bazooka dodged back, took out a pistol and fired three shots at Hughes, hitting both legs and right arm respectively, directly knocking the opponent down.

"Of course, it's a great thing with a gun."

Tu Hongyu: "......"