In terms of weakness, Liang Zhi is the weakest. He is a white scholar, and it looks like he can be sent to heaven with one punch.
Liang Zhinana defended: "I'm not weak."
Zhong Jiuyin: “How did you come to this conclusion?”
Liang Zhi: "..."
Why can't he really think of a reason?
No, does he need a reason if he is not weak?!
He held his breath and wanted to speak again, but Yuan Yi said "Hey" before he could.
"I remember everyone said that they were good people, and they were all very sincere." Yuan Yi's eyes slid over everyone's face, and he made an astonishing guess.
"Is it possible that the card doesn't actually indicate who the murderer is?"
Yan Cheng took out what Zhong Jiuyin said just now and used it now: "Where did you come to this conclusion? Is it because you feel that everyone is too sincere to perform?"
Yuan Yi opened his mouth, wanting to say yes as a joke, but he was afraid that being taken seriously would offend people, so he hesitated for two seconds and just said, "Just guess."
Zhong Jiuyin patted him on the shoulder: "It's a reasonable guess. If I were a murderer, I wouldn't be able to pretend to be a good person. There must be a big difference between meat-eaters and vegetarians."
Yuan Yi smiled at her again, as if there was a tail behind him performing a propeller rising into the sky.
The corners of Yan Cheng's lips pursed slightly.
Ai Yuanyuan stood up and asked: "If it is really not marked, then how do we know who the murderer is? Will he be named in the plot?"
Yuan Yi: "I think so."
Yan Cheng also stood up, his mood very calm: "Then the key plot prompt points must be triggered as soon as possible."
The key plot now lies in what the writer said to the chef in fear after seeing the corpses on the ground.
"What would a terrified woman say when she saw a dead body?"
Think carefully, everyone.
"Don't dare to go in, want to go back and hide?"
"Dizzy with blood? Are you so frightened that you're about to faint?"
"Or did you recognize someone you knew in the corpse at first sight?"
"Hey, this is very possible," Ai Yuanyuan's eyes lit up. "Because I saw someone I knew dead, I was so frightened that I grabbed the chef regardless of whether he was the murderer. This makes sense!"
Zhong Jiuyin looked around: "Are you looking for someone special? Who does the writer know? He can be recognized at a glance even with a mask on. He must be special."
Looking over, the dummy corpses are all wearing similar clothes. They are only divided into men and women. Women wear dresses and men wear suits.
They all also wear half-face masks, decorated with richly colored feathers.
Mass customization is just like that, the same.
The only advantage is that it is easier to summarize.
Zhong Jiuyin glanced at it and could tell: "The sleeves of girls' clothes are all swollen. In Chris's plot flashback, the hand covering his mouth was slender and flat, without such bulges. If the murderer is also like the one here,
If people wear the same clothes, that means the murderer is not a woman."
"...That's called puff sleeves." Yan Cheng said.
Zhong Jiuyin glanced at him and pretended not to hear.
Finding this was of little help, they scanned the field again and soon discovered that the captain's body in front of them was something special.
The mask was bare and featherless, covering the entire face, and was white, except for the two eye sockets with dark holes.
Yuan Yi: "It seems to be the same as Chris's mask."
Ai Yuanyuan: "That's an important NPC. I guess like Chris, I can use Golden Finger to see the scene one minute before his death."
Zhong Jiuyin blinked.
What's the point? And you have an accent?
"Don't rush to use the golden finger yet," Yan Cheng pointed to the thing in Yuan Yi's hand, "Maybe it's still a problem with the communicator. See if you can open it and look for clues."
The communicator looks like a mobile phone in the past. It has no screen and has a sound outlet to amplify the sound.
Yuan Yi pressed it somewhere, and the communicator buzzed for a while.
Then a piece of audio appeared, with a loud and violent voice.
"So what if there are too many rooms on the cruise ship? The ones used to house the guests' dogs cannot be used by those beggars who have wandered in! Drive them off, otherwise I will pull them to the ballroom and warn them in public, and then kick them in
In the sea, we can also perform a show for the guests!"
Everyone looked at each other.
Zhong Jiuyin pondered these two sentences: "Who is the beggar who got here?"
Yan Cheng's eyes swept across their faces, and he slowed down and said, "Someone came here who was not invited. In the very beginning of the plot, someone lied when the character introduced himself."
After watching it again, he added: "The chef is an essential person on the cruise ship. Combined with the dancer's lines in the plot, I must have been invited aboard."
It’s time to start proving your innocence.
Liang Zhi followed up: "The dancer was invited to do the opening dance, and he also knows the chef, so it must be legal."
Ai Yuanyuan: "That's not necessarily the case. The dancers and musicians all said that they were invited to the masked dance, but when twelve o'clock arrived, you hadn't set off yet, and you had no intention of coming to the dance.
The reasons are not very convincing."
"So, you might have sneaked up here and just found a noble identity to fool us honest people."
Liang Zhi and Yuan Yi were blocked, and for a while they couldn't find a strong reason to defend themselves.
Zhong Jiuyin hissed and said to Ai Yuanyuan: "No, you are the most likely to get involved. Didn't you say you were brought by a friend to watch the fun?"
Ai Yuanyuan had already thought of an explanation: "Maybe my friend is the captain? Being brought here by a friend must have been through the clear path, and he didn't sneak in sneakily.
As for you, I haven't heard that the dance party on the cruise ship requires a painter to paint the portrait. Normally, shouldn't a photographer be hired to take photos and videos?"
Yan Cheng followed her analysis and looked at Zhong Jiuyin, with an upright look that was no different from anyone else's, as if he was purely waiting for her explanation.
"Do you suspect that I got in here?" Zhong Jiuyin raised his finger and shook it.
"Impossible. Look at me. I am a very beautiful lady, talented and arrogant. She must be a person with a good family background and a well-known reputation. There is no need for a reason to board a cruise ship with this status. And I belong to this category.
A type that is unforgettable at first sight and extremely conspicuous in the crowd, how could it be possible to sneak in?"
other people:"……"
Ai Yuanyuan resisted the urge to roll her eyes and added: "The point is why there is a need for a painter on a cruise ship."
"Didn't I make it clear enough?" She raised her fingertips on her eyebrows as if to lift her bangs, and drew an upturned arc along the tail of her eyebrows, her posture was chic and public.
"A very—beautiful—lady, as long as she can appear, who cares whether her reasons are reasonable or not? If I were a fish seller, the person holding this party would still be able to invite me to come and deal with the goods."
Everyone was silent again.
She has an arrogance written all over her face, "I don't dare to dream about my mother being so beautiful and beautiful." She has to consider whether she is good enough to beat her up before making anyone refute her.
Yan Cheng suddenly asked: "The person who invited you should be very eager to have you appear at the ballroom as a female companion, but why didn't you show up here to choose the mask?"