The man was lying on his back on the bed with his eyes closed, if not for the blood coming out of his ears, nose and mouth, staining the sheets red, he would be more like falling asleep.
There was a large pool of blood at the door of the room, other than that, there was no blood anywhere else.
Seeing Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng go in, many pilgrims could not wait to follow behind them, for fear that they would miss some important clues if it was too late.
Wang Que didn't dare to enter the house, Alan Dong Linhai accompanied her outside, and Lin Hangzhi went to inspect the body.
That person was Heinrich, and he reminded Lin Hangzhi with a smile: "If you rashly check it, it will destroy the original appearance of the corpse, right? It's better to find a professional."
"I'm a doctor." Lin Hangzhi pushed his arms aside, opened the corpse's clothes for inspection, and said, "Graduated from Z University Medical School, studied for eight years in a bachelor's, master's and doctorate, and worked in a top-three hospital for nearly 10 years after graduation. For four years, I thought I was the only person here capable of examining bodies."
Heinrich was also sensible. He saw that Lin Hang's technique was very professional, so he didn't bother Hang Zhi any more.
There was also a man and a woman standing behind Heinrich, making sure that no one would come and make trouble, apparently his teammates.
Cui Zuojing turned around in the room, glanced at the door, and saw the indifferent man he met at noon standing in the crowd by the door, staring at the corpse on the bed, his brows furrowed.
The deceased, like him, was a pilgrim who entered the box alone, presumably he was afraid that he would be killed too
Cui Zuojing didn't know what was going on, but he thought about it along the man's expression. When the boy realized what he was doing, he rolled his eyes.
He is free.
"Male, about 35 years old, 177cm tall, Asian, he doesn't have any fatal wounds on his body, and the symptoms don't look like poisoning..." Lin Hangzhi carefully tilted the corpse's head to one side, and there was a sparse unknown liquid coming from him. The ears slowly flowed out.
Lin Hangzhi's face changed immediately.
Lin Hangzhi opened the corpse's eyelids, pressed his temple again, stood up, and said to Dong Zheng, "His brain tissue has been destroyed."
Here, Cui Zuojing has already checked the room: "What?"
According to the hospital's rules, Lin Hangzhi pulled the quilt on the side to cover the corpse: "That means the brain tissue in his skull has turned into a puddle, and the cerebrospinal fluid will flow out when he shakes it."
Cui Zuojing: "..."
"The corpse is obviously a pilgrim. The time of death will definitely not be before noon today. That is to say, he was killed in the room not long after he entered the box."
Lin Hangzhi turned around and said to the many pilgrims who were watching him: "The deceased died of brain tissue damage. Apart from that, there were no other injuries, especially the skull, which was completely intact."
"What do you mean?" someone asked.
"The skull is the most important protection for the brain, excluding the possibility that he was originally ill. All cases of accidental brain tissue damage in medicine are basically accompanied by certain damage to the skull. According to the crew, he did not receive it before the body was discovered. Any distress messages, the posture of the body and the blood on the scene also indicate that the deceased died immediately after suffering damage, so if it was murder, the murderer must not have killed him by external force."
"That means the murderer killed him in the air without having a physical conflict with the deceased?"
"Yes." Lin Hangzhi wiped his hands vigorously on the sheets, and said, "That's probably the case. If any of you don't believe my test results, please take a look for yourself."
In the past, Lin Hangzhi would never believe the results of his own judgment, but now they are in the pure white world, in the monster box, nothing is impossible.
He secretly sighed, you said he was a doctor, but why did he do forensic work
The three walked out of the room together and gestured to Linhai and the others to go.
There were too many people in the corridor. Dong Zheng's room was on the upper floor. After everyone entered the room and made sure the door was closed, they were finally able to let go of the discussion.
Cui Zuojing: "You said that there were only 29 people at the luncheon today, so he is the one who is missing."
Dong Zheng: "Well, I have no impression of him."
Lin Hangzhi murmured: "It's a bit scary, as if some mysterious force destroyed his brain in an instant. He didn't even have room to resist, and he died."
"The murderer doesn't have to be a human." Allen leaned against the table and said, "I don't know what monsters are in the box this time, but if it has something to do with this, then you must be careful. Except for Dong Zheng, we don't have any. enough mental strength."
The deceased entered the box alone, no one knew who he was or what his name was, and he died in a certain corner of the world once again.
This incident made people on board panic, except for the pilgrims, for them, this is just the hands that tear apart the illusion of luxury and prosperity.
The next day, there was news from the captain—because of the program shooting requirements, cameras were installed in many corners of the ship. Probably only the director knew the exact location of each camera. The crew checked all the surveillance records during the time of the incident. No one was seen coming out of the victim's room at all.
As if such a murderer did not exist at all.
The existence of monsters seems to be a tacit fact.
Even so, the filming of the show must proceed as usual. Such a luxurious voyage is very valuable, and the director also has a mission. If he can't make a good show, neither he nor the sponsors are willing to see the consequences. .
As a prisoner, Cui Zuojing was not assigned a room and slept with Dong Zheng. Fortunately, the bed in the room was large enough for the two of them to sleep.
He likes to sleep without clothes, and his body is so naked that he only has a pair of shorts. Anyway, he and Dong Zheng have been bound for nearly three months and have long been familiar with each other, so there is nothing to avoid suspicion.
But Dong Zheng doesn't seem to think so.
"There are pajamas, why don't you wear them?"
"It's so tiring and uncomfortable to sleep with clothes on." Cui Zuojing took it for granted, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even wear panties, okay?"
Dong Zheng: "..."
Without giving him another chance to speak, Cui Zuojing neatly untied his suspenders and shoved his trousers aside, rolled around on the bed, and covered himself with the quilt.
"Please turn off the lights," he said.
For Cui Zuojing, this was a very comfortable and comfortable night. Dong Zheng didn't chatter, grind his teeth, or turn around at night, and it was very quiet.
When he woke up the next day, Dong Zheng was already up, and the man was standing at the door, getting his ID card and assassination target for this round of the game from the staff.
Cui Zuojing sank half of his face into the pillow, squinting to see Dong Zheng close the door and turn around, the morning sunlight poured in from the outside through the curtains, stroking his cheeks and exposed shoulders and arms.
This bed, this quilt, this slightly bumpy feeling is so comfortable.
"Task card?"
As soon as Dong Zheng raised his eyes, he saw that most of Cui Zuojing's body was exposed outside the quilt. He couldn't hold back his gaze and lingered at the young man's collarbone, and continued to look down at the text on the card: "Well, my assassination target is the clock. Craftsman, you must use a water glass to remind him that his native language is not English."
"Do you want me to help?"
"No, there shouldn't be a need to take the show too seriously, it's not the main line of the box."
Cui Zuojing nodded, he rubbed his eyes and got up, put on only a pair of trousers, took Dong Zheng's sunglasses, and ran to the outdoor balcony to bask in the sun.
Filming took place everywhere except the powerhouse, including the living quarters. Most of the people were performing in concert. The young man put his feet up, drinking lemonade with a straw in his mouth, and watching the play with Victor, who was lying on the small round table.
The shooting was not as easy as Dong Zheng imagined. The surveillance on the ship could not capture all the pictures the director wanted, so a cameraman was also arranged to follow the filming. During the program, everyone had to ignore the cameras who were following them all the time. The teacher and the camera will do.
After discussions with the ship's management, the victim's body was cleaned up and thrown into the sea. Their voyage would continue for two months. Even if the body was refrigerated in a freezer and buried on shore, it would be too long.
The sea is the most natural grave.
Two days after filming, the first round of activities was quickly over. Dong Zheng was eliminated twenty-first. He "died" in the "assassination" of an umbrella while eating - in fact, he was hit on the head by the flying umbrella.
It was the Argentine girl who had been following Heinrich who killed him. She blew a kiss at Dong Zheng, picked up the umbrella, and went to find the next target.
The show allowed casualties during the filming process, but until the end of the first round, it was only someone who was slightly injured by a knife cut on his hand.
Everyone is a pilgrim, knows how to preserve strength, and wisely did not choose internal friction when the main storyline has not been announced.
But seeing this harmonious scene, the director should be quite disappointed.
On the fourth day off, for the next round of the game, the program team took the time to organize the materials they shot.
It was also at this time that the crew who looked after the food warehouse noticed something was wrong—the loss of food on board was more than that of the restaurant.
He carefully counted the remaining reserves, and the missing food was about five days' worth of three people.
And Gabriel II set off from Canada, just five days.
The crew reported the matter to the first mate, and after carefully asking all the restaurants and bars, the first mate came to an obvious conclusion—
There were at least three stowaways on board.
"Stowaways? Then find them!" Director Ask said without even thinking about it. He felt extremely angry. In his opinion, the murderer who killed one of his guests and destroyed the perfection of the show , has been the default is those abominable stowaways.
"What you think is too simple." The first mate shook his head. The ship is too big. There are less than 600 crew members on the cruise ship with a carrying capacity of 4,398 people. There are not enough manpower. to the place.
"Or let them stay on the boat, steal our food, and land in France in two months?" Asker waved his hands excitedly, "Please, they have already killed one of us, who can guarantee the next one? Not yourself?"
"Don't be so excited." The first officer frowned and pressed him on the seat, saying:
"We have figured out a way. Next, the crew will strictly control the food on the ship. If there is no food, the stowaways will show their legs sooner or later. At that time, we have hundreds of people, can't we catch the three of them?"