Chapter 572: The Captain Dies
"The captain's assassination conditions have been analyzed yesterday, and due to his personal strength, there are only three methods: poisoning, seduction, and stealing authority," Writer A still analyzed seriously, "Can you think of other fourth type of assassination methods?"
"Suicide. Someone interjected.
"It's not possible, isn't it?" someone immediately retorted, "if you kill yourself, you have to have a suicide note or something." β
"Suicide pretending to be a homicide, just to frame someone. "Someone's brain is open.
"Disguised as a suicide by him, killed by him!" "Disguised as a suicide by him, suicide by ......suicide, suicide by murder, suicide by murder, suicide by suicide, suicide by murder, suicide by suicide, suicide by suicide, suicide by murder, suicide by suicide, suicide by murder, suicide by suicide
Everyone, you and I said a word, and for a while, the scene was chaotic. Kevin couldn't help but shake his head secretly when he looked at it, there were too many people here. Even if there are any clues, they may be trampled on. What's more, so many people analyze the case at the same time, their thinking is confused and divergent, and at the same time it is noisy.
Today is not as good as yesterday, although there were a lot of people yesterday, but they were all tricks, everyone consciously did not speak, and gave it to Kevin and writer A. Today they are all a group of rich people, somewhat level, but at the same time they are all amateurs, polite in their mouths, but no one is convinced in their hearts.
It's not that this case can't be solved, Kevin just thinks that if it goes on like this, it won't be Writer A's turn to play at all. It's likely that the rich man was lucky enough to solve it halfway through, and Star's special puzzle wasn't necessarily that difficult.
Of course, this has little to do with Kevin, but when he understands this layer, Kevin is even less interested and more boring. While the others were discussing hotly, he looked up at the sky in a daze.
"The captain fell down from here, right?" "Who can push the captain?" "I think the captain was dead when he fell. Otherwise, with the strength of the captain, even if he falls into the sea, he can jump back immediately. "Then it can be argued that the top of the ship is not the scene of the crime!" ......
Kevin yawned, already thinking about whether he was going to find an excuse to leave. Yesterday, because the rich people went to gamble, he stayed and cooperated with writer A. Everyone is here today, and it doesn't matter if he's not there.
Starter crept over and said, "What's wrong? You look bored." β
"It's okay. Kevin replied.
"Have you seen through the mystery?" said Stadt, incredulous.
"No," Kevin hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm ...... A little sleepy. β
Over there, an even more surprising argument was made: "I think the captain may not be dead!"
Everyone laughed: "Nonsense!"
"You should know what I mean," the man stressed, "I've seen a lot of regular detective routines, castle serial killings, and so on. One died, two died, and three died...... The atmosphere was panicked, but in the end, it was found that the murderer was the first person to die. He faked his death to evade investigation by others. β
Everyone nodded: "If this time is also the beginning of serial killings, then the first captain to die is a fake death." β
Kevin smiled on the side, turned to Stadt and asked, "There are so many people here, it's easy to list all the routines through discussion." Will your script stand up to such a toss?"
Stadt smiled: "Without evidence, no matter how many possibilities there are, it is useless." β
"Let's go," Writer A finally gave the order again, "let's go to the dishwasher." β
Everyone had no objection, and immediately asked the waitress to lead the way and prepare to go downstairs. This is Kevin's sudden statement: "It seems that there is an important clue in the dishwasher." β
Everyone stopped and turned around, all strange: "Why haven't you gone yet, you know?"
Kevin smiled and spread his hands: "Based on yesterday's experience, if there is nothing over there, this normal crew member will directly take out the script and read a paragraph like 'Everyone investigated the dishwasher and found no problems'." to save everyone's time. β
Everyone was stunned, and the normal crew members had no choice but to spread their hands, but Start was a little dissatisfied: "Can you not use the game loophole as a breakthrough, it's not interesting." β
"Okay, I'll try. Kevin could only reply with a wry smile.
Everyone went downstairs all the way to the dishwashing room, the dishwashing room on the ship was connected to the kitchen, and the cooks were busy at this time, cutting meat, washing vegetables, steaming and stir-frying, and a person who looked like a chef was still shouting at others.
The rich people couldn't help but stop, and they always felt that it was not appropriate to go in and disturb them at this time, and it was dirty inside. But writer A didn't care, and followed the waitress in, looking left and right as if he didn't miss a detail.
The rich were still at the door, and no one followed. The mouths are all saying: "If so many of us go in, we will definitely not be able to work inside, and it is not good to disturb others." "Yes, anyway, Writer A is observant, he can just go in and take a look alone, and come out and talk to us later. β......
Kevin walked alone towards the back of the pocket, and he didn't go in either. I can't help but study the game loopholes desperately, and sometimes others don't let him do anything, but he has to do something. Anyway, as long as he doesn't say it, no one can care what he thinks.
First of all, it's a game, and the captain is undoubtedly alive. So where is the captain? Obviously, he can only be on the ship, and he will not really be dedicated enough to soak in the sea with the bottom of the boat. What happens if someone is walking around and suddenly bumps into the captain from a corner?
Kevin was curious and wondered if Start's script had this in mind. If he hadn't thought about it, it would have been a normal script, and he might have deduced some murderer for a while. And if he had considered the situation, then the captain might not have really died!
Thinking from the perspective of the game, the script should not be too long. It's about three or four hours, and you can't let people solve the case all night, otherwise no one will like to play this game. The length of time inevitably limits the complexity of the case, and on the other hand, there may be some flaws in the preparation of props, and once you really grasp these flaws and reason, you will be led into the ditch.
At the end of the day, this is a jigsaw puzzle that gives you a few clues on the surface and puts together the truth by yourself. It won't be complicated, and don't over-interpret it, otherwise you will get farther and farther away from the truth.
At first, the waitress came running and called out, claiming to have seen the captain fall. Everyone calculated the acceleration and showed that it was impossible to see who had fallen on the third floor she was on, and at most a dark shadow could be seen. Think she's lying!
But Kevin felt that it could be a game loophole. Because calculating acceleration is a bit out of the game, not like a clue that a game would give.
"I'm going to look around somewhere else and look for other clues," Kevin said casually, "Is there anyone who wants to come along?"
"Where are you going?" someone asked.
"Just walk around, wherever you go. Kevin replied.
"I'll go with you. The old mercenary was very active, and said that he had already come over. The others didn't seem interested and ignored Kevin.
Starter glanced at his secretary, and Secretary M hurriedly trotted all the way to keep up with Kevin.
The trio made their way through the hallway and up the stairs. The old mercenary finally couldn't help but ask again, "Where the hell are we going?"
"Captain's room. Kevin replied.
"That's right!" said the old mercenary, "the captain is dead, and the captain's room must be searched." β
Secretary M couldn't help asking, "Then why didn't you tell everyone just now, in order to find clues in advance?"
Kevin shook his head: "As soon as I said it, everyone followed. The captain's room is not big, and it still can't be squeezed. When the time comes, all the clues will be destroyed. Originally, I was going to come alone, but I thought about it, forget it, and call a few. β
"Brother, you're really thoughtful," the old mercenary patted Kevin's shoulder coolly, "You're amazing!"
"Ahem," Kevin coughed dryly, "both awesome, both awesome." β
The three of them strolled to the captain's quarters, and Kevin knocked on the door, "Is there anyone?" but after waiting for a moment, no one responded.
Secretary M smiled: "The captain is dead, of course he won't respond." β
"And who has the key to the captain's room?" asked Kevin.
Both of them shook their heads, looking left and right, and there was no staff around. Kevin couldn't help but take out the space ring and smiled awkwardly: "I...... Try it. Look into it. β
"This ......" The old mercenary was slightly stunned, and wanted to say something but held back. The secretary looked at it curiously, not even knowing what he wanted to do.
I saw Kevin skillfully lock the door into the space ring, and then push the door slightly. I saw that the room was red, and the rich smell of ketchup came to my nose, which was clearly the "murder scene" of last night, the furnishings in the room had hardly changed at all, and there were still many footprints of ketchup on the ground, but they had all dried. Only the captain is nowhere to be found.
"Is this captain so ...... Sloppy?" Kevin couldn't help but complain.
Secretary M hurriedly spoke: "Hurry up and get the door right, someone will come in a while." It's not good to see us like this. β
Kai Wenming confessed, closed the door and raised his hand to put the door lock back in place with the space ring, and suddenly felt that something was wrong: "Not quite right! The door lock last night was broken! At that time, the normal crew broke into the door, and the door lock had been broken." β
"What does that mean?" the old mercenary couldn't help but get nervous.
"Now that the door lock is good, do you have this time to change the door lock, and it is full of ketchup and you don't clean it up?" Kevin asked.
The other two were stunned, and Secretary M tried to explain: "Maybe the staff is busy, maybe the captain has a few rooms? Just change the door lock to prevent others from going in and making trouble." β
Kevin shook his head: "Not very reasonable. β
Secretary M then hypothetical: "Maybe this is the scene of the next case? Our boss brought up the arrangement and locked it inside to prevent him from seeing." β
Kevin turned his head and glanced at the secretary, with a slight confusion in his eyes: "Is it a case, don't you know?"
"Our boss didn't say everything to me. The secretary bowed his head slightly.
Kevin still shook his head: "Anyway, the ketchup is dry." β
"Brother," the old mercenary's face turned a little pale, "what do you want to say......?
"No, no, no," Kevin hurriedly waved his hand, "I guess it was Stadt who made us nervous on purpose." Let's go back first, maybe Writer A has already solved the case. β
The old mercenary relaxed, and then shook his head and complained: "I think it, this kind of game can be played once, it's boring to keep doing this." β
Secretary M could only laugh dryly on the side.
The three of them returned to the dishwashing room, and sure enough, they saw that writer A had already begun to show his reasoning: "...... I found this in the dishwasher, yes, you read that right, it's the captain's staff of authority. β
Everyone couldn't laugh or cry, yesterday it was the old man who cleaned the toilet and stole the permission, and today it was the waitress who stole the permission, is it true that in addition to stealing the permission, can't you kill the captain?
"Don't think it's stealing," stressed writer A, "it's from the captain, why am I so sure? β
Everyone was dumbfounded, and some people immediately coaxed: "Take it out and read it." β
The waitress on the side couldn't help blushing, and writer A just shook out the letterhead: "There is no specific content, only the words 'love letter props' are written." β
"Cut. The crowd was overjoyed.
The waitress coughed dryly twice, and finally began to say to the lines: "Although I took the staff of authority, I really didn't kill him." He's alive!"
"Oh, alive. The crowd was not surprised, and their faces were expressionless.
"So, call him out?" said Writer A.
"Everyone, please come with me. The waitress led everyone downstairs to the ground cabin, in front of a garage door.
"The captain told me that he was right here. The waitress replied.
"Oh, then open it?" replied Writer A.
On the side, the normal crew couldn't help but interject: "Don't you ask why the captain is still alive, or why did the captain cheat to death?"
"I guess it's all bloody plots, I don't want to ask. The rich man shook his head in annoyance.
The door of the storeroom opened, and everyone looked intently, and suddenly saw a black shadow jumping out of the window in front of them, and then there was a pop of water......
Everyone: "......"
"Oh no," a security guard on the deck ran down, "the captain has jumped overboard!"
"Don't be nervous, we've seen it. The crowd was expressionless.
The waitress hurriedly said, "This time it has nothing to do with me! β
"Yes," the crowd nodded, "and we can see very clearly that it was the man who jumped out of the window himself." β
Kevin couldn't help but say more: "Look at this figure, it looks like a troll." β
Everyone also expressed their understanding: "After all, the captain doesn't need to jump ship himself." β
The normal crew stood up at the right time: "Everyone is tired today, but fortunately, this is a game." So we can put the case on hold and continue tomorrow!"
Everyone: "......"
No one said anything, some people might be bored, but no one said it at the moment. Dry stood for a moment, and everyone dispersed while chatting. Or gambling, or eating, or blowing the wind, enjoy life is very comfortable.
It wasn't until late at night that Kevin was sleeping with the hedron about to set up an enchantment, when suddenly there was a knock on the door: "Poet K, are you sleeping?"
Kevin was stunned, and could hear that it was Writer A's voice, and hurriedly opened the door and invited in: "What's the matter? It's so late?"
"There's something I want to talk to you about. Writer A cautiously closes the door, his eyes full of nervousness.
Kevin looked at him for a moment, understood in his heart, and immediately set up an enchantment: "Don't worry, you can't hear anything outside when you talk in the enchantment." β
Writer A seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally spoke: "You know what?