"Little junior brother, have you always been silent, or did you suddenly do so at some stage of your life?"

There was a photo wall in Feng Yuan's room, which was covered with the scenes he had taken on the other side when he came, and Hei Hao stood in front of the photo wall and thought about it, chatting with his little brother Hei Yuan.

The man behind him stopped his movements and hesitated for two seconds before saying, "It's always been like this." ”

The cabin has a narrow range of movement, which minimizes all kinds of useless space, and the bed is also made into a pull-out cabinet for storage. You must be careful with your movements, and the amplitude should not be too large, as you may hit the corner of the cabinet if you turn around slightly.

Hei Mao's gossip heart was raised, and he asked Hei Yuan like a cannon while sorting out the photos on the wall.

"Do you feel confused that you can't fit in with the group?"

"No, it won't."

"Do you think you can't communicate with anyone around you?"

Kurobuchi was silent for a moment, a simple syllable coming out of his throat.

"Hmm."

The conversation fell into embarrassment, Hei Hao smiled faintly, pulled the topic away, and returned to the topic: "I roughly divide the photos taken by Feng Yuan into 3 categories, junior brother, come and take a look." ”

"Pure landscape photos, character photos, and photos from the inside of the ship."

"I have a weird feeling."

"What do you say, junior brother?"

Hei Hao turned his head to look at the indifferent man, and found that there was very little expression on his face, and other organs except for his burning eyes were rarely used to express what was in his heart.

Kurobuchi was half a head taller than him, his body was strong and long, and his cold face did not affect his handsomeness in the slightest.

"Feng Yuan's cameras are all entry-level SLRs, and the price of the lenses is not expensive." Hei Yuan handed Hei Hao a work card, Feng Yuan was a photographer for a wedding company, and his main purpose in coming to Di Blong was to find a high-quality outdoor shooting location for this wedding company.

"Any questions?" Hei Hao looked down at the work card in his hand, he didn't understand the meaning of Hei Yuan's words.

"I can't tell, I don't have a clue yet." Hei Yuan expressed himself in his usual indifferent tone, speaking at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

He studied the photographs on the wall again, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

"The game has just started, and we'll find out when we have more clues."

"Hmm."

The two continued to collect evidence, Feng Yuan had a lot of clues in his room, in addition to the photos on the wall, there should be a lot of stock in the camera, but the camera was low on power, and he had to find a suitable charger to open and browse.

"Is there a clue to the code to open the suitcase?" Hei Hao took a picture of the wall into his phone, and when there was no more useful information, he turned to look at Hei Yuan.

He is now spreading the various DSLR bodies, lenses, tripods and other accessories in the drawer under the bed one by one, moving extremely carefully, and checking every piece of equipment repeatedly.

Feng Yuan died under Qian Damao's knife, his main equipment at that time was left in front of the altar and picked up by Luo Zhan and others, and there were several shots on his body that fell into the sacrificial pit with his corpse.

And he also had a lot of spare cameras in his cabin, which seemed to be a bit strange in terms of numbers, and he seemed to take all his belongings with him on his travels.

Feng Yuan's work card had a three-digit work number, and there was also a work entrustment letter on the table, which also had two three-digit numbers, and Hei Yuan and the others did not find any other useful information.

"Try with these 3 numbers." Hei Hao told the fat man the three three-digit numbers and asked him to enter the warehouse to open the luggage belonging to Feng Yuan and see if he could find anything.

Soon, the fat man opened his luggage with the 3 digits on the number plate.

"Well, it's mostly clothes, no electronics. And some food, supplies and stuff like that. The fat man put the suitcase in a bright place so that the two companions upstairs and the aquarists in the live broadcast room could see the items inside.

"Fatty, what's at the bottom?" Kurobuchi asked, noticing the anomaly.

The fat man pushed his clothes aside, and moved food and other miscellaneous items out of the box, and finally saw the whole picture of the items kept at the bottom of the box.

Whip!

A leather whip was placed at the bottom of Feng Yuan's suitcase.

"Ugh....... This guy is good too? The fat man was confused, and he couldn't help but complain: "I don't see it, this guy actually has this hobby." ”

He took the leather whip in his hand and checked it, and found that there were traces of wear and tear on the handle, the whip was bloody, and the whip core was also exposed.

The fat man couldn't help but shudder at the thought of whipping on someone, and he wanted to throw it far away.

"Fatty, take the stuff away."

Hei Yuan's words immediately caused the fat man to complain, and he put the whip in his backpack with a bitter face, disgusted so much that he didn't want it.

"Let's look for any other clues."

The fat man rummaged through again, opened and shook each piece of clothing a few times, but whenever there were numbers and words, he focused on it. Finally, a key was found in the dark compartment of the bag.

He spread out his palms so that the key was clear, and the two upstairs immediately judged that it was the key to open the kitchen door in the dining room on the third floor.

Hei Yuan goes downstairs to look for the fat man, and Hei Yu plans to study the photos on the wall again. The two agreed to meet at the restaurant.

Soon they opened the kitchen door and went inside to look for clues.

The kitchen is very oily, and all kinds of equipment and utensils are complete.

In the trash can, Kurobuchi found a broken plate made of the same material as the pieces found on the carpet under the table in the hall.

"There are blood stains on the fragments, maybe they were broken by three bear children when they were chasing and fighting, and someone accidentally broke their hands when they went to pick them up." Hei Hao glanced at the broken porcelain in the trash can and said.

Kurobuchi disagreed, saying, "There's a thick carpet in the hall outside. ”

Hei Hao immediately realized: "I didn't take this factor into account, you mean that the plate was not broken when it fell to the ground, but was broken by someone in a fight." ”

"That's right."

"There must have been injuries among the tourists."

Kurofuchi wiped his hand on the stove and smeared it with a thin layer of ash.

"There are no more cooks on board."

A sentence for no reason made Hei Hao pause, his IQ was not below Hei Yuan, and he immediately understood what the little junior brother wanted to express, and added: "There are 3 crew members who died, and there may be a chef among them." ”

Liu Changgui, the captain of the Other Shore, doesn't need to expect him to cook for everyone, he is now responsible for driving the ship back alone, even if the crew is still in his lazy character, he will never enter the kitchen half a step.

Hei Hao also found a lot of food residues in the sink drainer, which was attached to the four walls of the sink and had dried up, like a film sticking to it, and in some places it was dry and warped.

"Like vomit." The leader of the search team battled with a disgusting mass of dross.

Hei Yuan walked over, his eyebrows showing doubts, and he was not sure. I don't know if that thing is a scene effect or an important clue. "Shoot it first."

"I didn't fit in when I was a kid." Hei Mao took a picture of the residue with his mobile phone.

"You can see by looking at my body that I have fallen from my mother's womb. After birth, I ate a lot of medicinal herbs because of my weakness, but it still had no effect. ”

"When I grew up, my friends of the same age scolded me for being a sick seedling." Hei Hao weighed his words before he spoke, his expression was indifferent, as if he was telling someone else's story. Sick seedlings are already a nice word, but the real situation is more vicious and cruel.

Kurobuchi smiled faintly, remembering the scene of his isolation and some understanding.

"Children before the age of 11 are more like animals." There is a scientific basis for this statement. At this age, children do not have a well-developed worldview, their words and actions are more instinctive, and they are unaware of the consequences of their actions.

Kuro shrugged his shoulders in approval.

"But I'm not." Hei Yuan said again.

He has a sense of independence at a very young age, and can quickly capture the meaning behind other people's expressions, words and actions, especially with negative connotations such as contempt and disdain.

Hei Hao walked over, put his arm around the little brother's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Me is not either." ”

The kitchen has not been used for at least half a month, and a thin layer of dust has fallen on many items.

The two crouched down to open the door under the sink, reaching in and groping in the gap.

"There are discoveries."

Kuromo withdrew his arm, and opened it with his fist, and there was a small key lying inside.

"Visitor Standard Room, No. 2." The room number is still marked on the key, and the size and specifications can be seen at a glance as the door key of the standard room for visitors on the 4th floor.

"Together, or apart?" Hei Hao asked, the 4th floor was his territory, but he found that Hei Yuan was still studying the items in the cupboard in the kitchen.

"Let's separate, we'll meet again when there's a clue."

"Okay."

Kuro turned to leave, climbed up the stairs to the fourth floor, and at the end of the hallway, he saw Murgila kicking the door. He smiled and ignored it, unlocked it and walked into the No. 2 standard room, and closed the door.

Room 2 belongs to crew member Han Qiao. There is a group photo hanging by his bedside, his young and sunny face is full of happiness, and the family of three stands on the pier and hugs each other tightly, with the vast sea and the cruise ship on the other side behind them.

Hei Hao paid attention to the time of taking the photo in the lower right corner of the photo, took the photo down and flipped it over, and wrote a sentence on the back.

"Being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of relatives every festive season." Wang Wei's poems express endless longing, but unfortunately Han Qiao will never see his family, and heaven and man are separated.

There were two sets of crew uniforms hanging in the room, and Kuromi thought for a moment to take off the next one and put it on his body, he remembered what Kurobuchi and Fat Man encountered in the scene of Act 3, they entered the game and were designed, and there was no one type of role-playing, and there were many obstacles in the experience.

The preset role they used to enter the scene today was that of a tourist, and now they find that there is no reason to give up the crew identity props.

The clothes are very loose, and it is a bit funny to put on the body, and Kuro doesn't think about these, he is looking forward to meeting NPCs.

Compared to Feng Yuan, Han Qiao's personal belongings were pitiful, and he had no other casual clothes except for the crew uniform. There is a key in the doorway box, which can be used to open the top cab judging by its shape.

Except for a flashlight, he didn't find any other useful props, and when he came out of the room, he had disappeared, and he turned to go upstairs to check on the wheelhouse.

Walking around the splint again, without the slightest gain, Hei Hao opened the cab door with the key, and when he entered, he found that there was a room behind the cab, and he couldn't go in for the time being, so he looked for it outside.

There are many instrument buttons on the bridge, and Hei Hao touched them with a smile, he is still very familiar with these things, but cruise ship operation is more difficult than that of private yachts, and there are more than twice as many buttons.

The complex data on the dashboard yielded no clues, and none of the doors below could be opened.

There are a lot of special items hanging on the back wall, but the model can't be taken away or moved.

Just when Hei Hao was a little regretful, the door in the back room opened, and Liu Changgui walked out with a yawn.

Both of them were shocked by the appearance of the other party, Liu Changgui was the first to react, and scolded sternly: "Where did you go, don't come and operate it quickly." How can I handle it alone. ”

"I stink to death, I'll take a shower in my room and come back tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock to wake me up."