Jack watched her leave with his eyes open, a little lost in his heart.

He had seen her on deck during the day, when Jack was on the lowest deck, and she was on the first class deck, and he was attracted by her beauty at first sight.

I thought that if I could paint her into a work, it would be amazing.

It's a pity that the opportunity to come to the door to talk to her was taken away from her hands.

He regretted that he was moving too slowly, and if he had reacted a little faster, he wouldn't have been cut off by the rude Walker!

On second thought, he might not have been able to wrap his hands around his waist and carry her from the outside of the railing to the inside, because he didn't have the strength to do it.

Walker treated her so roughly, not only did she not get angry, but her face was full of guilt.

It really made Jack puzzled in every way.

Wait a minute!

For a split second, Jack froze.

He looked in the direction where Ruth had disappeared, and a thought of surprise ran through his mind.

"Her fiancé, I've seen during the day... So who is Walker? He doesn't seem to like her, but she cares about him... The aristocracy is really messy. ”

Jack was a little envious, and at the same time imagined that if he had saved her just now, then the two would definitely have a touching story, maybe love, maybe astringency.

The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it, and returned to the third class with his tired body in his arms.

Passing by the G-61 cabin, I heard the conversation about "Walker" inside.

He knocked on the door, pushed it in.

"Hi, Tommy."

"Jack, what's wrong with you?"

Tommy asked, looking at his dejected appearance.

"There was a great opportunity in front of me that I didn't cherish...... She was snatched out of my hands, no, cut off to be exact. ”

"Oh, that's so sad. Don't be sad, Jack, you'll meet something better when you get to America. ”

Jack nodded, "Listen to what you guys just talked about Mr. Walker, who is he?" ”

"Our boss."

"What? You got a job so quickly? ”

"Yes, thanks to Mr. Walker's appreciation, otherwise we would have had to wait a long time to find a job even if we had arrived in the United States."

"What does Mr. Walker do?"

Tommy explains: "The boss was going to set up a security company and a construction company in the United States, and we were all employees he had recruited in advance. ”

Jack frowned, "How could there be such a good thing, he wouldn't be a liar, right?" ”

"Liars? I won't allow you to insult Mr. Walker! Jack, please get out, you're not welcome. ”

Tommy said with a cold face when he heard this.

Jack was stunned, "I'm just worried that you'll be deceived." ”

Thane was a burly man, he stood up in front of Jack, and glared, "Mr. Walker has already paid us, and you call him a liar?" Your ticket was won by gambling, don't you have the means?! ”

Jack opened his mouth to defend himself, but he couldn't say anything.

The ticket was indeed won by trickery, otherwise he and his friends would not have been able to confidently come to the pier and board the ship at the last minute.

"I can apologize for what I just said. What is Mr. Walker's charm that would make you defend him so desperately? ”

"Quite simply, Mr. Walker can make us live a good life!"

Jack tilted his head and asked, "Can I join?" ”

--

Ruth shuttled through the cabin searching for Russell, afraid that he would never bother with her again, and fear spread in her heart.

No one has ever really cared about and understood her since she was a child, but Russell, who has only been in contact with her for a short time, knows her well, like a roundworm in her heart, and even her preferences are clear.

Russell was disappointed with her performance, and Ruth could feel it clearly, so she wanted to find Russell to explain

No one has ever really understood her since she was a child, and she finally found someone who understands her, and she doesn't want to miss it!

It's a pity that I searched everywhere, but I still didn't find him.

Eventually, she decided to wait at the door of Russell's cabin.

Russell was socializing with the nobles and celebrities, strolling around the cabin.

He was surrounded by Astor, Yincido, Gordon and the Guggenheim......

Gordon's performance in the shipwreck was very poor, he and Yin Simei were almost cowards, but he was more excessive than Yin Simei, not only bribing the seafarers with money, but also occupying the position of women and children who were about to board the lifeboat.

After returning to the United States, the Gordons were ridiculed by the aristocracy, and the media rushed to report that he was of extremely poor quality... But he didn't care, because the couple survived.

And Guggenheim is a playboy, but he is a real man.

In the midst of the chaos, he helped many women board the boat, and gave up his chance to board the lifeboat.

When the main staircase was about to be flooded by seawater, the crew brought him a life jacket, but he shook his head and refused, saying: Please give the life jacket to others, if you give me a glass of brandy, maybe I will accept it.

He sat in a chair and pestled his cane to face the catastrophe calmly, and was eventually swallowed by the icy sea.

The Guggenheim and Russell had a good conversation, both were experienced with women, and the topics of conversation were slightly silvery-gray.

It wasn't early, and Astor and the others went back to the room one after another.

And Russell, at the warm invitation of Gugan, went to the Turkish bath with him...

Ear picking, back pushing and other items can be enjoyed as long as you spend money, which is the life of nobles and celebrities.

That night, both of them were a little tired, so they rested in the Turkish bath cubicle and did not return to the cabin.

April 12, 1912.

Early morning.

Russell woke up to find that Guggen was gone, and had paid off his spending and tips.

He nodded secretly, thinking that the Guggenheim could handle...

Just as he was about to go to the smoking room after breakfast, he ran into Henry Wilde, the first mate on the ship.

He died in a shipwreck, and froze to death in the icy waters like Jack.

Ruth used his whistle to blow the help whistle, otherwise Harold Lowe, the only fifth mate who rowed back to rescue, would not have been able to save her at all.

At this moment, Wilde's face was flustered, and his steps were a little messy, as if something had happened.

"Mr. Wilde, what happened?"

"Mr. Walker... The ship, there may be a thief on board, and I was about to go to Captain Smith. ”

Russell frowned: "Thief? Something was lost. ”

Wilde said with a serious face: "The passenger's property was not lost, but our crew lost three pistols. ”

"Lost your gun?" Russell sighed: "It's a big trouble. ”

"Yes... So I'd like to inform Captain Smith as soon as possible. ”

"I'm going with you, it's a big deal to lose a gun on board, and it's a threat to my employer."

When Wilde heard such a reasonable word, he nodded: "Okay." ”

The three missing pistols were the crew's matching guns, the Webley Wheel .445 pistol.

It was classified as a standard pistol by the British Army in 1887, and then all kinds of seafarers and officers paid out of their own pockets or were uniformly distributed by the company.

First mate Wilde was in charge of the ammunition depot, collecting the guns and then recording and distributing them when the crew changed shifts, with the aim of preventing the loss of guns and ammunition.

Under Wilde's interrogation, the three crew members said that they had dozed off for some reason last night, and when they opened their eyes, it was already dawn, and when they touched the holsters, they found that the guns inside were gone.

The two approached Captain Smith, who explained the situation.

Although Smith's face was calm, his heart was already making waves.

"The gun must be recovered."

Wilde nodded: "Yes, the three crew members were locked up in my room and guarded by Piedman. ”

"How can they doze off?" Russell questioned.

Smith was stunned when he heard this, and then frowned and said, "Go to the infirmary to find Vince and see if there is any missing medicine." ”

"Okay."

Wilde hurried away.

Captain Smith's face became more and more serious, and he had a pipe in his mouth, not knowing what to think.

"Mr. Walker, what clues do you have?"

"No clues, but the loss of the gun is serious. If there is a riot on board, it will be an irreparable loss. ”

Smith stared at him, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I remember you told Yin Simei yesterday that you would put the Titanic on the front page of the newspaper..."

"Mr. Smith suspects me? Haha, well, I do have suspicions. In my style, though, I would never do this kind of thing, because it didn't make the Titanic make newspaper headlines. ”

"What if someone dies? For example, a certain aristocratic celebrity with a great reputation..."

Russell frowned, "You think I'm going to kill someone on the ship?" The first thing the Titanic did when it arrived in New York was to put me in prison. ”

Smith was silent for a long time and sighed, "You're right, Mr. Walker, I don't doubt you. Just wanted to ask, do you have any good suggestions. ”

"First of all, we must find out how the guns were lost, and secondly, we must count how many guns were lost on the ship."

"yes, that's pretty much what I thought."

It wasn't long before Wilde hurried back.

When he arrived at the infirmary, Dr. Vince was wondering why the door to the medicine was open. He remembered that when he left last night, he closed the cabinet door with his own hands.

After Wilde explained the situation, Vince immediately counted the medicines, and finally found that most of the bottles of *** were missing, that is, the second tranquilizer newly synthesized in 1911, which was sold and used in 1912, and had a certain calming effect and sleep aid.

"Obviously, the other side is a gang. They first went to the infirmary to get the medicines, and then put them in the crew's drinking water......"

"Go and tell all the officers to have a meeting in the wheelhouse," Smith said. ”

"Yes."

After Wilde left, Smith turned to look at Russell.

"Mr. Walker, can you help me find clues? If there is a clue, I am willing to give you all the sailing commission this time. ”

Russell shook his head in refusal: "I'm not a private investigator, Mr. Smith. ”

"So what if you find someone stealing a gun?"

"Shoot him to death."

Smith laughs, "It's really your style. ”

"Mr. Smith, I have a not-so-good suggestion."

"No matter how bad it is, it won't be worse than now, you say, I'll listen to you."

Russell flipped out a cigarette and lit one, exhaling the smoke.

"I suggest that you gather all the gunmen on the ship and have them all handed over to you for safekeeping."