As the flow of people moved forward slowly, after passing through the stairs that were not too spacious, everyone arrived at the large ballroom located on the second deck.
This should be the largest room on the ship besides the cargo hold, but with hundreds of passengers standing here, it still seems a bit crowded.
However, the actual cause of this crowding was actually the body that everyone was avoiding intentionally or unintentionally, which was placed in the center of the ballroom.
Seeing this corpse, Snow raised his eyebrows slightly. He had seen this person yesterday.
It was not Ms. Serra from the Department of Archeology, nor the middle-aged man who claimed that he had met a thief, but the unlucky man who listened to the middle-aged man talk about the thief.
Although he only glanced at it from Cong Cong, due to his memory as a Sequence Six and the correction from the All-Promise Council, he recognized the other party immediately.
At this time, the unfortunate man's face was pale, his eyes were bulging, and his hands seemed to be scratching his throat, as if he wanted to break open a pair of hands that were strangling his throat.
His body was a little shriveled, and his expression was ferocious. He looked as if he would jump up and start killing people at any time.
At this time, many passengers had realized what had happened. They gathered together in twos and threes and started talking quietly. Just as Snow was listening to the useless complaints, a figure with long light blond hair suddenly approached him.
Next to him, he whispered:
"How terrible! He looks like he has suffered some kind of curse!"
"I'm not familiar with you, okay?" Snow rolled his eyes. While An Zhiyu itself is changing its external impression, it will also weaken its own sense of existence to a certain extent. In order to ensure that its "opportunities" are not
It will be blocked by it, and he can only keep it closed.
Of course, as a mature social person, Snow would not open his mouth to criticize a beauty like this. He just nodded thoughtfully, then took out a coin from his pocket and bounced it high.
"Do you accept Sera's approach?"
front.
"Do you accept it?" Snow looked at the goddess holding a sword, shield and olive branch on the coin, nodded slightly, and then said to Sera:
"You seem to know something?"
"When it rained last night, it seemed like something got on the boat. I suspect this person was killed by that thing."
Sierra seemed to be worried that Snow wouldn't believe it, so she added:
"The sound of that thing's footsteps was like a wet rag being patted in the mud. When I went out just now, I saw water stains on the ground!"
Snow nodded and was about to say something when he heard the captain dressed in a standard pirate outfit suddenly stepped forward and said loudly:
"As you all saw, just last night, someone died in the room, but the bodyguard who lived in the servant's room next door didn't notice it at all."
"It will take three days for this ship to arrive at the next supply port. During this period, I hope you will remain alert. Of course, if anyone can catch the damn murderer, I will pay enough.
"
"Now, I want to know, are there doctors, detectives and other professions on board?"
"We need to purify the deceased to prevent him from turning into a water ghost or something else. Of course, before that, it would be great if we could confirm the cause and time of his death."
…
Listening to the captain's orderly words, the messy passengers gradually quieted down, but Sera beside him whispered:
"Isn't there an infirmary here? Why do they still need to find a doctor?"
"Because the ship's doctors on such passenger ships are generally proficient in infectious diseases, seasickness and other internal diseases. They can at most help treat bruises. After all, you should understand that serious doctors with higher education are definitely high-paying professions. They don't know how to...
There’s no need to waste time on a bumpy ship.”
Snow explained to Sera casually, but the coin in his hand bounced up again after rolling several times, which would determine whether he would step forward to inspect the body.
The answer given by the coin is——
Back, negative.
"Tsk... If this is a running group, the kp may have already started thinking about how to tear up the card."
Snow looked at the lion pattern on the coin and shook his head slightly. Sera noticed his behavior and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, as if he had realized something.
(There is a dark allusion here)
Captain Salazar waited for a moment, and when he saw that no passengers came forward, his expression was slightly disappointed, but he continued to speak:
"In short, there is a dangerous criminal on the ship now. I will increase the manpower to patrol. Please try not to be alone. If you find anything, please notify the sailors on the ship immediately.
In addition, all facilities on the ship will remain open as usual. As long as everyone maintains order, that damn murderer will never dare to act rashly!
Now, we have to perform a requiem ceremony for this poor gentleman. If there are believers of the Lord of Storms, they can come to the prayer hall to watch the ceremony..."
After saying that, he motioned to a few sailors to lift the stretcher and left the ballroom through the aisle that the crowd voluntarily gave way to.
With Salazar's disappearance, the ballroom that had finally quieted down once again became noisy with people. All kinds of complaints, roars, and even crying and screaming filled the whole room in an instant.
It was only at this moment that Snow noticed that among the hundreds of passengers with different identities, not even one of them lost control of their emotions after seeing the corpse.
Even if there are no brainless characters on this ship who can't survive three episodes, the children...wait! There are no children on this ship?
"Is it a coincidence? Or is it the result of some deliberate guidance?" Snow frowned, because the Black Pearl was cast by throwing dice, and the coins refused him to investigate the ship, which made him quite confident now.
A feeling of having nowhere to start.
How to put it, it's like the feeling of helplessness you feel when facing the first plot point after several consecutive listening and investigation failures.
The coin jumped in his hand again, and this time, what it decided was——
Do you want to inquire about the Black Pearl?
"Zheng!"
The coin spun rapidly in the air, and then landed in the palm of my hand with a snap.
Looking at the goddess holding a sword, shield and olive branch, Snow finally showed a sincere smile, and Sera, who took this action into consideration, also showed a charming smile.
"Sela, do you know anything about this ship?"
Listening to Snow's straightforward question, Sierra nodded, but she did not answer immediately. Instead, she glanced at the increasingly noisy ballroom and smiled:
"Of course, but I think reasonableness is not the place to talk. Why don't you buy me a drink?"
"It's my honor." Snow accepted it happily, took the initiative to push through the crowd, and led Sierra towards the high-end bar on the third deck exclusively for first-class guests...
