Rong Jiafan's death is undoubtedly a targeted murder.

The captain investigated the food in the second-class restaurant in detail and found no poison, indicating that Rong Jiafan was not poisoned during the meal.

The captain couldn't find any truth about the death, so he could only sigh and shake his head: "Terrible case, I really can't imagine that such a tragedy could happen on this ship." ”

The captain was an elderly Irishman, and he was very annoyed that this had happened during his trip. This not only left a stain on his illustrious resume, but also affected the reputation of the parent company that operated the ship.

"The murderer may still be lurking on the ship, Mr. Captain, and we must find him." Han Yu is a typical hot-blooded young man, contrary to Sven's weak criminal doctor's personality, his personality is direct and enthusiastic, like a fiery sun, not allowing darkness to appear in front of him.

Seeing a fresh life pass away in front of him, Han Yu's strong hatred surged from his chest.

The captain glanced at him, his gaze stayed on the collar of his old shirt for half a second, and he knew from the details that this young man was not a powerful person, so he said coldly: "We will deal with this matter, please don't worry." ”

Rather than finding the murderer, the captain felt that the more pressing issue was to control the situation and try to eliminate all the possible adverse effects of the incident.

Fortunately, the deceased was a second-class passenger, fortunately Chinese.

He took a deep breath of joy, bowed slightly, didn't look at the dead Rong Jiafan again, and turned away indifferently.

Rong Jiafan lay quietly in a corner of the cabin, covered with a white cloth from head to toe, Di Wei sat beside her in a daze, holding her cold hand, as if she had lost her soul.

"Damn!" Han Yu slammed his fist into the bulkhead, making a loud bang, startling the two Chinese businessmen who were whispering on the side.

"If something happens on the high seas, the captain doesn't want to investigate it at all!"

From the captain's cold performance, Han Yu could guess his thoughts, if he could hide it, the captain probably hoped that this incident did not happen at all, how could he go out of his way to find the murderer?

He was probably busy reassuring the distinguished guests who knew about this at this time, where would he care about the mood of a few second-class Chinese?

"That'...... How's that going to work? One of the fat-headed, big-eared Chinese businessmen was horrified, "The murderer who poisoned that girl may be among us!" It will take half a month for the ship to arrive in Shanghai, so let's get along with the murderer day and night? ”

His words pierced the window paper and pointed out a sharp truth.

The faces of everyone present changed, including Di Wei, who was lost and depressed, couldn't help but tremble slightly, revealing a look of fear.

Rong Jiafan is a simple and shy girl, she almost didn't even say anything to the passengers of other nationalities on the ship, except for following Di Wei all day long, she chatted with a few compatriots.

If someone is planning to kill her, then the murderer should always be among those who know her.

That is...... There are very few Chinese in the second class.

Han Yu frowned, his gaze swept over everyone one by one.

Di Wei, a well-known Chinese opera singer, Rong Jiafan's friend and travel companion, they live in the same cabin, maybe there will be some contradictions that others don't know about?

Xing Zhili, a surgeon, is close to middle age, with a slight baldness on the top of his head, his appearance is not good, and his courage is small. But just from the fact that he has the opportunity to get arsenic as a doctor, there is a lot of suspicion.

- His fiancée Han Meifang did not appear, saying that she was resting in the cabin because of seasickness. This old-fashioned lady is very traditional, adhering to the female commandment that you don't go out of the door.

Even for a few very brief encounters, she always wore a veil and rarely spoke, so that after being on the same boat for a long time, no one left any impression on her.

It's so mysterious, and it's just as suspicious.

Han Yu muttered in his heart, and noticed the confused looks of the two merchants.

Zhang Dehou and Fang Zhongzhi are businessmen in the raw silk and tea business, and when they first got on the boat, they seemed to have brazenly entangled the single Di Wei and Rong Jiafan, or maybe they were forced to commit adultery and have murderous intentions?

There was an old retired seaman, John Chen, who was trying to stare at his cloudy eyes and pour rum down his throat.

This old guy is crazy, he can't live in Europe after losing his job, he plans to go back to the countryside to buy land with his pension, and he talks nonsense half drunk every day.

The likelihood that he was the murderer tends to zero.

Including himself and the dead Rong Jiafan, there were a total of eight Chinese in the second class, and the murderer was very likely to be among the remaining six people, thinking of this, Han Yu also felt shuddered.

- Who is so cruel and ruthless to kill a beautiful woman who has been in her twenties for a long time?

"I don't know...... Will he find the truth. ”

Han Yu had no clue, but suddenly thought of someone, and his eyes lit up.

But he ......

At that time, he was watching indifferently from the scene of the crime, and then disappeared, seemingly uninterested in this matter.

While Han Yu was thinking, the door of the cabin slammed open to both sides, and the noble son in a black dress walked in, his expression was faint, and his eyes fell on Rong Jiafan's corpse, with a trace of inconspicuous sadness.

This young man who always wears a suit and leather shoes is none other than Han Yu's self-conceived good friend, Zhou Erya, who plays with his left and right hands.

Stamp. The crew bowed respectfully and led Zhou Erya forward.

"Brother Zhou!"

Han Yu didn't expect him to come again, almost jumped up and greeted him warmly: "Where did you go just now?" Come and see, you'll have to find a way to help with this. ”

Leaving aside the relationship between "good friends", Zhou Erya's identity is different from them.

Although Han Yu is not sure of the origin of this Zhou Gongzi, he is accompanied by servants and sits in an expensive first-class cabin, which can be said to be either rich or expensive, and even the captain and first mate of the foreign captain are polite to him.

If you want to find out the truth and find the murderer as soon as possible, you really have to ask him for help.

"I just went out to get some air." Zhou Erya didn't care about other people's eyes, and said lightly, "The smell of death is terrible, it stains my clothes." ”

He abhorred the breath of death.

Only then did Han Yu realize that he had indeed changed into a suit.

Even the bow tie was changed, maybe a shower, the white shirt showed a white neckline, the whole person was meticulous, clean and tidy as if it was shining, and it was incompatible with the second class.

Although Zhou Erya is in the first class, she often corresponds with Han Yu, so she chatted briefly with Rong Jiafan, and admired her attitude of being obsessed with art, but she didn't expect to suffer this kind of flying disaster.

When a person dies, he is just a cold corpse, and the original dreams and glory are completely gone, and everything is irretrievable, leaving mourning and sighing in vain.

The thought of death is unpleasant.

But even more disgusting than death are the contempt for life, hiding in the darkness and forcibly depriving others of their lives.

"The poison is not in the food, so there are not many opportunities for her to be poisoned."

Han Yu briefly introduced to Zhou Erya what he learned about the case and the information of each person, and Zhou Erya only bowed his head slightly while listening.

What is currently in possession is not enough to point to the correct inference.

Moreover, compared to what Han Yu said, Adjutant Cai, who had been following him, investigated and reported in more detail.

"In fact, the biggest problem with this murder is the motive." Zhou Erya's calm and indifferent gaze swept over everyone present and spoke calmly.

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other tentatively a few times, with different expressions.

Zhou Erya took in everyone's expressions, and analyzed in a calm tone: "Miss Rong has no quarrel with the world, she is not very good at offending people, her family is rich enough to live, but she is not rich enough to be coveted." She is not ugly, but she is not so beautiful that she will captivate the country and the city, which makes people take risks. ”

He paused, looked around at everyone, and asked meaningfully, with a kind of high-minded scrutiny, "Who is it...... Would there be a motive to kill this woman who had no reason to be killed? ”