As Zhou Erya expected, the motive became an impasse in the case.

The captain didn't do anything, and wanted to turn a big thing into a small thing, only Han Yu, who was jealous and hateful and a natural warrior, enthusiastically asked every person in the relationship, but he also had to admit that at least on the surface, no one would kill Rong Jiafan.

Except for Di Wei, everyone on the boat only met Rong Jiafan, and Rong Jiafan was very introverted and shy, and the guests on the same boat who dealt with her the most only said a few words.

From the perspective of the relationship between the characters, the most suspicious is Di Wei, who has the best relationship with her.

But Diviy had no chance of committing the crime.

No food containing arsenic was found, and it is impossible to determine when Rong Jiafan was poisoned, but judging by the dosage, the poisoning would not have taken more than an hour.

In order to perform at dinner, Di Wei has been rehearsing since the afternoon, and has been in full view of everyone, and there is no chance of contacting Rong Jiafan at all, let alone poisoning.

According to the testimonies of the crew and other passengers, Rong Jiafan should have stayed in the cabin all afternoon and never came out.

Han Yu didn't gain anything, and came to the door of the first-class Zhou Erya with a heavy heart.

There were servants guarding the door of Zhou Erya's room, and when she saw that it was Han Yu, she opened the door and announced.

It's not the first time Han Yu has come to Zhou Erya's room, but every time he comes, he is ashamed of himself - the first-class equipment on the ship should be the same, but Zhou Erya's room always makes people feel exceptionally clean and bright, and the dust is clean.

The smell inside is also good, the pine magnolia fragrance mixed with a hint of ambergris, which is completely different from the smell of fishy and smoke mixed with the second-class cabin.

Fortunately, Han Yu has always been very arrogant and outgoing, although he will feel that Zhou Erya is too clean and can't help but want to take a bath and see him again, but thinking about the case, he quickly forgot about this gap in identity and personality, walked to him affectionately, and told Zhou Erya in detail about the results of the investigation during this time.

"The crux of the case should be in the cabin, you can go and take a look."

Zhou Erya leaned back in a high armchair, and stood to the side, the gray-haired but energetic-looking old butler served him espresso.

Han Yu, an old gentleman who had been wearing a tuxedo and a bow tie, also knew him, and Zhou Erya called him Adjutant Cai.

Adjutant Cai often accompanies Zhou Erya, his eyes are keen, although he is old, his eyes and demeanor are very powerful, and he is a reliable person at a glance.

"Brother Zhou wants to go with me?" Han Yu always felt that he was not as meticulous as Zhou Erya, and would ignore many details.

Zhou Erya sipped her coffee elegantly, shook her head gently, and refused directly: "I don't like the taste there." ”

He never seems to be in a hurry, meticulous, and the impatient Han Yu is completely opposite, every time there is a big event, this calmness makes his every move more noble, and at the same time, it also carries the indifference and alienation of the upper class, as if everyone else is an ant, and it is not worth spending feelings.

Despite this, he is not annoying, even if he bluntly says that he is a spring and white snow, and he doesn't like the Riba people, it makes people feel that he should not be stained with dust.

This is not only because of the blessing of his handsome appearance, but also his innate noble temperament, as if the distant moon in the sky should be high up in the cold and scattering light, coldly overlooking the fireworks of all beings.

"Okay, I'll go right away! Brother Zhou, you are waiting for my news. Han Yu didn't say much, turned around and ran outside.

Zhou Erya's hand holding the coffee was condensed in the air, and when she saw him rushing out of the door in a hurry, she laughed, as if she was talking to herself: "Don't you drink a cup of coffee?" ”

This is coffee shipped from Jamaica, the taste is mellow, and when you smell the fragrance, you know that it is the best quality, but Han Yu, a reckless person, has already run away.

"It's reckless." Adjutant Cai, who had not spoken, finally spoke, shook his head a little helplessly, and said to Zhou Erya, "Young Master, have less contact with these people, in case it brings you trouble......

Zhou Erya raised his hand to signal him to shut up, his obsidian-like eyes flashing with a light that others couldn't understand, mysterious and terrifying.

How could he not know Han Yu's character?

Such a simple and straightforward, like the sun does not hide its light, and like a flame does not hide its heat, he thought that only a naïve boy could have, but he did not expect to meet a partner whose heart is as hot and pure as a teenager on this ship.

Perhaps, it can't be called a partner, but Zhou Erya envies him.

Yes, envy.

Envy Han Yu's pure heart, envy Han Yu's warm blood and brightness, envy Han Yu's courage and not afraid of the dark.

Han Yu didn't know about this.

Han Yu only wanted to know the truth behind the deceased.

Regarding the inspection of the cabin, Han Yu asked Di Wei's opinion, and Di Wei agreed with low tears, she still had not recovered from the shock and sadness.

The second-class cabin is not particularly spacious, especially compared to Zhou Erya's first-class cabin, it is even shabby, but for two women traveling alone, it is almost enough.

There are two single beds side by side, covered with white sheets, and a floor-to-ceiling lamp at the head of the bed.

On one side of the porthole is a coat hook and cabinet, on the other side is a coffee table and sofa, and the bathroom is on the innermost side.

The cabin was not spacious, because there was a large easel in the open space, which was even more crowded.

On the easel, there is an unfinished oil painting, a half-naked woman with long green hair and a thin veil, with her mouth open on her back in the deep water, as if singing.

The painter's brushstrokes are extremely delicate, delicate, and the pigeon's milk is like jade, Han Yu only glanced at it, his face turned red, he was embarrassed to look at it again, and asked Di Wei with a wry smile: "Is this painted by Miss Rong?" ”

Devie didn't care, she was still immersed in sadness, and didn't seem to care if the painting was immoral.

She nodded and replied: "Jiafan has been painting this painting for so many days on the boat, and she said that when she saw the sea, she was inspired." ”

"Miss Rong is an excellent painter."

Although Han Yu didn't dare to look at it more, he could clearly feel the impact on the picture, which was a talent that ordinary painters could not have.

The more this happens, the more I want to know who killed the killer and let such a wonderful woman die.

Di Wei suddenly raised her head, her expression was a little dazed, she stared at the painting, as if thinking of something terrible, her body trembled uncontrollably: "This is ...... "Singing Siren". Don't...... Is she really ......?"

Devie let out a moan that was like a sigh, and she almost slipped to the ground.

Han Yu's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly grabbed her, and found that it was almost as light as nothing to get started, and she simply only had a bone rack left.

He hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with this painting?" Miss Di, you don't matter, right? ”

The sirens are sirens from Greek mythology and legend who seduce sailors with their beautiful singing voices and make them commit suicide by jumping into the sea. Odysseus had encountered such a monster during his long voyage, and he fended off the temptation by tying himself firmly to the mast.

This mysterious and beautiful sea monster is, of course, one of the sources of inspiration for the artist's creation, and there are countless heirlooms with the theme of the siren.

For example, Mr. Waterhouse, a representative of the neoclassical school who has just passed away, has a painting of the same name, which has been highly praised in Europe.

Either way, the Kraken is nothing more than a legend. No one has ever really seen such a thing, and the development of modern science has also proved the death of legends, so why is Dilvy so frightened?

"It's a Kraken...... It was the Kraken who killed Jiafan! Mr. Chen is right, everyone who is targeted by the Kraken will not die well! ”

Di Wei was very emotional, firmly holding Han Yu's wrist, and her body kept leaning back, like an exaggerated fainting action in an opera, her waist was almost broken, and there were violent convulsions.

"Doctor Criminal! Doctor Criminal! Come and do you a favor! Han Yu noticed that the situation was not good, and hurriedly greeted the people waiting outside.

Xing Zhili jumped in with an arrow, took over and picked up Di Wei horizontally, put him on the bed, took out a stethoscope and put it on her chest and listened for a while, watching her gradually calm down, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's hysteria caused by excessive sadness, just lie still and rest for a while." Xing Zhili hesitated for a moment, and then said to Han Yu, "I think, it's best not to stimulate her anymore for the time being......

Han Yu looked at the pale and frightened Di Wei, and nodded helplessly: "I'll investigate it from the side again." ”

Han Yu left Di Wei's room, just in time to see John Chen not far away, rolling his cloudy eyes, muttering something in his mouth.

When Di Wei mentioned the Kraken just now, she also mentioned Mr. Chen - perhaps, it refers to this John Chen?

Han Yu returned to the living room and asked John Chen about the Siren, and John Chen said bluntly: "That's right, the Siren is what I told the two of them on the first day of boarding. ”

He pulled out his fur-covered silver flask, poured it down his throat, wiped the wine from his beard, and nodded vigorously.

"Sirens, it's not just a legend! We old sailors know that as long as you sail for a long time, she will haunt you in your sleep, sing in your ear a haunting and sad song, and as long as you are at sea, she will not disappear, until you die. ”

Nonsense!

Han Yu frowned and shook his head secretly, as a progressive young man who accepted the latest ideas, he didn't believe in this kind of myth and legend.

This is probably due to the melancholy caused by the loneliness of the voyage, which eventually led to auditory hallucinations, and the existence of the Kraken was completely insignificant.

Of course, a woman who is naturally sensual may believe in such unfounded myths.

"Just yesterday, Miss Di told me that both she and Miss Rong had heard the Siren's singing...... At the time, I thought it was a joke. John Chen suddenly lost his mind and wanted to take a sip of wine to suppress the shock, but his hands trembled, and half of the wine was spilled on the placket of his clothes.

This mixed with the smell of tobacco and alcohol is really stuffy, and Zhou Erya is no wonder he doesn't want to come in person.

Han Yu asked in surprise, "Yesterday?" What else did they say? ”

If he hadn't mentioned it, John Chen would have been drunk and confused, and he wouldn't have thought of it. But when you think about it, it becomes terrifying, the air becomes stagnant, and it is a little difficult to breathe.

John Chen's face was very ugly, and he tried to recall the conversation that day: "Miss Di said that she was fine, but Miss Rong was a little wrong, she had nightmares at night, and she talked nonsense in her dreams, and the whole person seemed to be possessed by something." ”

He paused, scratched his head again, and said, "But when I saw Miss Rong this morning, she looked okay, maybe she was embarrassed to behave, or maybe she just had a nightmare......

"And that kind of thing?"

Could it really be a suicide caused by depression? Han Yu's eyebrows furrowed, and he couldn't wait to ask Di Wei again.

But...... There is also a big question, even if it is suicide, where did Rong Jiafan get arsenic?