Chapter 7: Death Message

"What the hell is going on! You guys need to explain it to me! "The captain roared like thunder.

Just one night later, the second-class cabin had another accident.

Although the body has not yet been seen, judging from this messy scene, Miss Devi is only afraid of bad luck.

The captain wondered if he had lost some bad luck, and the voyage before retirement was doomed to be smooth.

"I told you a long time ago that this case is not that simple! You will do what you want to do today! Han Yu was-for-tat, and he was also extremely angry.

If it weren't for the captain's insistence on suppressing the matter, holding a sea burial regardless of it, and leaving Rong Jiafan's body, maybe they would have more clues.

Now the second case has happened, and he still has no clue.

The weirdest thing is that Devie has evaporated from the world, and there is no body to be found.

The captain no longer obstructs the investigation, the paper can't contain the fire, the matter can't be hidden, and now the only hope is to be able to find the murderer as soon as possible and relieve himself of responsibility.

His attitude towards Han Yu was much better, and Han Yu had a lot more freedom to investigate on the ship, but he was even more helpless.

"If the biggest suspect in the first poisoning murder case was actually Miss Di Wei - then now that Miss Di has become the victim, who will be the murderer?"

"Is this the same murderer in a row, or are there two different murderers?"

Han Yu paced back and forth in the first-class reception room irritably, muttering to himself.

The unique calming fragrance could not calm Han Yu's anxiety, and it was Zhou Erya who was the opposite of his expression.

Slowly picking up a piece of coffee custard with a fork, Zhou Erya's expression was very pleasant, completely immersed in the world of enjoying the deliciousness of desserts.

After eating the coffee, Young Master Zhou slowly spoke: "Now Miss Di is just missing, not necessarily the victim." ”

"She left a note."

On the bed in Devi's cabin, there was a scribbled note, but it was certain that it was written by Devi.

The above is rather confusing.

"Kraken...... She won't let us go...... I'm sorry...... I want to pour out this sorrow to heaven and earth, and now I have only one way to go, and that is death......"

"Death, I can't escape you, when you set sail, death will come...... The two betrayed each other, and the hope of salvation was dashed...... Siren, the devil of temptation! ”

Mixed with Chinese, English and French, fortunately, Han Yu still has a rough understanding of these words, so he can barely understand it, but he still can't understand its meaning.

Han Yu spread the note in front of Zhou Erya, unable to guess the meaning inside.

"It's the lyrics."

Zhou Erya glanced at it and spoke indifferently.

"Huh?"

Han Yu didn't understand for a while, and Zhou Erya opened her mouth again to explain: "This is mixed with a few lyrics from Purcell's opera "Deduo and Aeneas", Miss Di took the stage in Europe and once played the role of Dedot, the queen of Carthage. She loved these arias. ”

So that's the case?

Han Yu thought there was some clue hidden, but when he heard that it was just the lyrics, he felt a little frustrated: "That means that most of the words on this note are worthless?" ”

"Not necessarily." Zhou Erya shook her head, "The value of the death message is sometimes not in the message itself, but in what the deceased wants to tell you. ”

"You finally admit that Miss Di is the deceased?"

Han Yu finally caught Zhou Erya's loophole once, and he was even more excited than discovering the truth.

Zhou Erya replied calmly: "It's just for the convenience of expression." ”

He didn't want to dwell too much on the subject, and he wasn't very interested in the note left by Diviy, leaning back in the soft armchair, not knowing what he was thinking, the light of the lamp reflected by a pair of dark pupils, the brilliance was dazzling.

Han Yu had to sigh in his heart, he was really beautiful.

Not only the perfection of the facial features, but also the demeanor and posture that are not disturbed, even if it is just lazily leaning on the armchair, it is also luxurious and elegant.

Zhou Erya was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Are there any clues about Miss Di's whereabouts now?" ”

Han Yu smiled bitterly: "Only Dr. Xing Zhili said that in the middle of the night, it seemed that he heard the sound of something falling into the water outside, and no one else had seen or heard of Miss Di after the burial at sea." ”

He paused and couldn't help but sneer: "When the criminal doctor came to me to talk about this, he was still sneaking around, I think I was afraid that his fiancée would be jealous." It's a bit too much to even eat the vinegar of the dead. ”

Han Yu is straight, he can't see the slightest bit of evil and darkness, and to be honest, he doesn't like the criminal doctor who cowered from the beginning.

He likes Zhou Erya, also because Zhou Erya is not only thoughtful, but also noble - even if there are many quirks and cleanliness, it can't hide that he is an elegant nobleman.

Zhou Erya didn't think it was strange: "Doctor Xing is a little different from Miss Di. ”

"Miss Di is a big star, except for you Gongzi Zhou, who is not fascinated by the men on the ship?" Han Yu said angrily, "Even the first-class cabin has men sending flowers to show goodwill." ”

Zhou Erya suddenly smiled, looked at his righteous face, and deliberately teased him: "Including you?" So you immediately sent Miss Rong's painting down yesterday, for fear that I would take a second look, and it was also for this reason? ”

"Of course not!" Han Yu was so anxious that his forehead sweated, and he stammered to explain, "Brother Zhou, now Miss Di is more than lucky, even if you doubt her, let's be respectful!" ”

Zhou Erya lay comfortably on the chair, not angry, and pointed out the way to Han Yu, who was sweating: "Okay, I still have no evidence now, but I think the breakthrough point of the case on the second night is the criminal doctor and his fiancée, you can go and interrogate them again." ”

Han Yu also felt that Xing Zhili's testimony was quite important, and if it was determined that Di Wei had fallen into the water, perhaps the truth would be better to find.

When he found Xing Zhili again, Xing Zhili seemed a little flustered and impatient, but probably because he was afraid of being suspected, he still brought his fiancée with him to accept Han Yu's interrogation.

This is the first time Han Yu has spoken to Han Meifang with the same surname, her voice is very sharp, with the native accent of Xiangzhong, in fact, her voice should be considered loud, but it always sounds weird.

"My husband and I were in the cabin all the time and never went out. Because people are dead, they can't sleep, and when the clock strikes two o'clock, it seems to hear the sound of 'poof' falling into the water, and nothing else is known. ”

Han Meifang spoke quickly and slurredly, and Han Yu asked several times before she roughly understood that the answer was like this.

No matter how much she asked, she refused to say anything, kept her head down, and didn't seem to be very happy to see people.

Xing Zhili didn't have anything to add, he later said to Han Yu that in fact, when he heard the sound of falling water, he felt a sigh in his heart, and wanted to go out to have a look, but his fiancée was not allowed, so forget it.

"Before I get married, I'm afraid of my wife like a tiger!" Han Yu was very disdainful of them, and complained to Zhou Erya, "This young lady of the same sect, I really don't dare to understand, talking to me is like scolding the street, if the voice is raised by an octave, it can be directly used as a sonic weapon to pierce the eardrum." It's all because she stopped the criminal doctor, if she had gone out to have a look, the tragedy might not have happened. ”

"She's high-pitched?"

Zhou Erya's focus has always been different, he is not interested in testimony, but he is very interested in Han Meifang's voice.

"Han Meifang is from Hunan, and her voice is relatively bright, don't people over there know how to sing mountain songs?" Han Yu felt that this was not important information, and Xing Zhili and Han Meifang were not key figures.

Zhou Erya was silent, only lightly tapping her fingers on the tabletop.

Han Yu didn't dare to disturb his thinking, staring at his cufflinks boringly, thinking that this man was too delicate and exquisite, the two of them had very different personalities and identities, and it was really strange that they could still become friends.

"I've figured out the general facts of the case. I think...... Tomorrow night, everything should fall into place. ”

The sound of the knuckles "tuk tuk" tapping on the pineapple wooden table suddenly stopped, and Zhou Erya came to a conclusion lightly.

"Tomorrow night?"

"Yes, tomorrow night."