Chapter 8: The Return of the Dead
The atmosphere in the second class became rather eerie.
Originally, this was just a homicide case of Chinese, and the British, French, Italians and even Indians who were sitting in the second class were indifferent, they felt that it was none of their business.
But when Diviy disappeared, the legend of the Siren spread to the ground, and even the guests in the first class were alarmed.
"I heard that if you hear the song of the Siren, you will definitely die, and you will not be able to hide anywhere you flee."
"Those two beautiful Chinese girls died because of this."
"Every time the Kraken appears, there must be more than two deaths, and our ship may be in trouble!"
Rumours of all languages, versions circulated on decks, in the dining room, and in the cabins, and no matter how hard the captain tried to refute them, people were always easily dominated by unexplained fears.
If it weren't for the fact that the Cornwall was still floating in the middle of the Indian Ocean, someone would probably have jumped into the sea to escape.
John Chan is so popular that when many people invite him to a drink at dinner, he tells all sorts of horror stories in broken English, French, Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, etc., without scaring people into a fright.
"Will there be an accident tonight?"
Han Yu lived like a year, but he couldn't investigate anything more, so he could only run to find Zhou Erya.
Zhou Erya cut a small piece of tiramisu, elegantly put it in his mouth, and nodded, "Something will definitely happen today." β
"Your intuition again? How wonderful is your story again? Han Yu was very depressed, he couldn't understand Zhou Erya's perspective on the problem.
"It's not all." Zhou Erya shook her head, "The story is always in cycle, and it needs to return to its original point. β
"Back to square one?" Han Yu scratched his head blankly, still puzzled.
Judging by the thinking of his engineering student, the case that happened in the past two nights was simply a mess.
He may be able to clarify the case and even point to the killer, but he lacks the ability to complete the story.
What happens, while important, is not the whole story.
Whyβthis is the time to test the quality of a crime-solver.
"Wait until the murderer confesses his or her crimes." Zhou Erya was not in a hurry, and said slowly, "I only hope that no one continues to suffer because of stupidity and greed. β
The facts of the case are clear, the two people who have died cannot be saved, but as long as no one is involved, there should be no more victims.
Early morning on the fourth day.
Mist shrouded the Cornwall, and the Indian Ocean was a rare and slightly cold day, and it was a quiet morning, until the screams of the waiters woke up all the dreamers.
In the dining room of the second class, two bodies were found!
One was a man, Zhang Houde, a Chinese businessman, who died on the spot after a sharp object penetrated his throat.
- If this person died under the curse of the Kraken, then the other corpse brought extreme horror.
"My God!" When he saw this corpse, the weathered old captain couldn't help but get down on his knees and keep drawing crosses on his chest, praying for God's salvation.
"This must be the devil under the sea!"
"How could this happen, she should have been 12,000 feet under the sea, why did she come back here?"
"Please God save my soul!"
The whole ship was boiling, some believers knelt down to pray, and the unbelievers also trembled, only people with strong spirits could watch this scene calmly, that is, Zhou Erya and Adjutant Cai, who had been by his side and were accustomed to seeing strong storms and waves.
Because the other body was a woman, it was Rong Jiafan, who was buried in the sea the day before yesterday.
She sat quietly in her chair, soaking wet and dripping all the time. His skin was pale, his eyes were closed, and he looked more like he was asleep.
Zhang Houde sat opposite him, his expression hideous, full of disbelief, as if he didn't understand why he died until he died.
"Oh my God, I said that the ghosts and gods should be respected, miss, don't look at it, go back to the house! Let Chunyue come in tonight to accompany you, don't go out......"
An old woman was chanting Amitabha Buddha while pushing the young girl to the first-class cabin with a pale face, for fear that she would also be involved in such a terrible thing.
"You said there would be no victims!"
This picture was so impactful that Han Yu couldn't speak for a long time, and it took a while before he regained his senses and questioned Zhou Erya.
Hearing Han Yu questioning his young master, Adjutant Cai's face turned cold, and he stared at him murderously.
Han Yu was shocked by the murderous and threatening eyes, and he knew that he had lost his temper.
In fact, Han Yu subconsciously regarded Zhou Erya as a god-like figure, so he thought that what he said was the truth, and when he saw that there were new victims, he was so out of control.
Zhou Erya didn't care, put on white gloves, and slowly paced in front of Zhang Houde.
What a terrible smell of death!
Zhou Erya looked at the wound on Zhang Houde's throat, compared the size with his fingers, and finally said: "I mean, if there is no stupidity and greed, there should be no new victims. Unfortunately, there are always people who don't believe in evil. β
A murderer who dares to kill two people, of course, will not care about killing a third person.
Zhang Houde's wound was sharp and small, killing him with one blow, from the bottom up, it should be a woman shorter than him to shoot.
If you guessed correctly, the murder weapon should be something like a hairpin, but that doesn't matter anymore.
"Who the hell is it?"
Han Yu was indignant, shocked and angry.
Zhou Erya's gaze swept over the trembling survivors, and she opened her mouth like an aria: "Sometimes, the inadvertent little people are the key to the case. Now that the play is over, let's leave some more time for the actors to remove their makeup. β
This murder drama has truly ended.
Everything is over, and there is no need for any more sacrifices.
Whether it's a kraken or a murderer, they're all on the boat and can't run.
"You can try to sort out all the doubts yourself, and then use your own methods to find the truth, and tomorrow when the ship docks in Ceylon, I will point out the murderers of the three victims."
After Zhou Erya finished speaking, she took off her white gloves and threw them on the table on the side, her upright and close-fitting high-end tuxedo gracefully turned around and walked away.
This kind of desperate struggle of prisoners, seeing too much will always make people feel melancholy, obviously pitiful, but there is no way to give sympathy.
"Hey! Wait......" Han Yu shouted behind his back, but Zhou Erya ignored it.
Because the dark smell of death and decay is really unbearable.
Zhou Erya needs to go back to the house to bathe in incense and wash away the smell of despair that clings to the skin of her clothes.
Han Yu sighed, he could only think for himself.
There are indeed many suspicious points in the murder case for three consecutive nights.
First, there are only two corpses in the three-night murder case, Rong Jiafan and Zhang Houde are corpses, where is Di Wei's body?
Second, Rong Jiafan's body has obviously been buried at sea, why did it appear in the restaurant again? Even if Devie committed suicide and jumped into the sea, why didn't her body appear?
Third, Zhang Houde's scars, judging from the traces, are female killers, Di Wei and Rong Jiafan are dead, and only Han Meifang is left with Chinese women on the ship, but Han Meifang hardly talks to any man, what reason is there to kill Zhang Houde?
Fourth, Paris Green does contain arsenic, but if Rong Jiafan died after taking Paris Green, then there was no trace of her mouth at all?
These four questions should be the key to this case.
Han Yu thought that as long as he could crack one of them, he would be able to guess all the results, but until the Cornwall arrived on Ceylon, he still couldn't put all the clues together.
Everyone was terrified and tried to hide in their own rooms, or with friends, and was panicked by the legend of the water demon, waiting for Zhou Erya's solution to the mystery.
The Cornwall will dock in Ceylon for two days to replenish water and allow passengers to disembark for tours.
The captain was in a hurry, of course, there would be no more sea burials, and after docking, the two bodies of Zhang Houde and Rong Jiafan were first transported off the ship, ready to be sent to a local medical institution for autopsy, to see if there could be more clues.
After the two coffins were transported, people got off the ship one after another, and it is still unknown whether some people's panicked expressions will be left because they are afraid.
Han Yu saw Zhou Erya sitting comfortably on the deck.
His attendant, Adjutant Cai, made him Darjeeling black tea, accompanied by a good Napoleon cake, and he looked extremely enjoyable.
Zhou Erya sipped tea while looking at the people who got off the boat.
It wasn't until a couple walked to the side of the boat that Zhou Erya gestured to Adjutant Cai.
Adjutant Cai nodded, walked over to the couple, and stopped them both.
"I'm sorry you killed three people. One of them is so innocent that I can't let you go. β