A sudden knock on the door at night made the photographer startled and became alert.
He walked to the door and carefully looked out through the peephole. Then he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Unlike the expected visitor, the one who knocked on the door was actually a woman.
"Pu Si Qinglan?" The photographer touched his chin, a little confused.
But soon, he understood the other party's intention - it must be for the ring. When the female scholar saw the ring, her eyes shone.
In the middle of the night, a man and a woman are alone, and the other person still wants something from me... As he thought about it, the photographer's eyes lit up: Could he have a good affair tonight?
Although he didn't intend to hand over the ring, he still opened the door and showed a handsome smile: "You..."
A gun was raised and pointed at his right eye, with a slim silencer on the muzzle.
"...Wait! Is there some misunderstanding?" The photographer did not expect that the person outside the door had a gun in his hand. His face turned pale and he suddenly shouted, "Help...!!"
boom--!
Blood splashed and smoke filled the room. Pu Si Qinglan laughed coldly: "It's really thanks to you that you don't fit in with others and chose such a remote room, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to use my gun."
In fact, this person was not originally on her hit list.
However, before, the photographer held up a camera and took pictures unexpectedly in every room. At that time, Pu Siqinglan did not expect that anyone on the ship would be so bored, so she was accidentally photographed by the photographer on the photos of her ancestors placed on the TV cabinet.
——When Jiang Xia and Conan came to Pu Si Qinglan’s room, the photo frame was facing away from the door. But when the photographer went there, the photo was still facing out.
Therefore, Han Chuanlong's camera may have clearly captured the face of "Monk" Rasputin. Pu Siqinglan was worried that this clue would reveal her identity as "Shi Kaobing", so she became a little murderous.
After that, the photographer showed off the antique ring around his neck. This made people even more fascinated. Without much thought, Pu Siqinglan put this person on the must-kill list.
It was much smoother than killing Jiang Xia.
While she was thinking this, she reached out to the neck of the photographer's body, trying to take something off.
However, when I went down, I found nothing.
Pu Siqinglan was stunned: when she looked carefully, she saw that the photographer's neck was empty, and he was not wearing the ring like before.
"...Tsk, this is really troublesome. If I had known this, I should have confirmed the location of the ring and necklace before killing him." Pu Siqinglan scratched her hair impatiently.
She has a somewhat careless personality, but most of the time she is able to level everything with guns and force, so she always does things very neatly.
But ever since she set her sights on the "Egg of Memories" and came here some time ago, Shi Kaobing has always felt that she is in bad luck all the time, and it seems that nothing will develop like in her script.
Pu Siqinglan: "..." But now that everyone is dead, it is useless to regret it anymore.
She looked at her watch and was glad that she didn't waste too much time in Jiangxia. Then she walked into the house, closed the door behind her back, and squatted down to search the deceased's pockets.
Finding nothing, Pu Si Qinglan went straight to the bedside table again.
——The room is so big, where can a ring be hidden?
Maybe it was just that the photographer was resting alone in the room. He thought it would be inconvenient to wear something, so he took it off and put it next to him.
…
However, when I looked next to the bedside table, there was no ring there at all.
I looked around the tabletop, bathroom, sink rim, suitcase, spare jacket... and found nothing.
Pu Siqinglan gritted her teeth and couldn't help but kicked the corpse angrily: One and two of them had caused her so much trouble, she just wanted to get back the treasure that belonged to Rasputin... Where was the ring hidden?
where?!
...She didn’t believe she couldn’t find it today!
…
On the other side, in a room.
Jiang Xia packed up the raincoat and wet clothes and threw them to Mermaid, asking her to find a place to dispose of them. These clothes were all common brands on the market, and they were not stained with blood or any other suspicious liquids. Even if they were discovered in the future, at most
It's just a piece of trash thrown in the wrong place.
He went to the bathroom to wash off the sea water on his body, quickly dried his hair, then rummaged through the suitcase and pulled out a set of identical clothes.
——While Shi Kaobing was preparing potassium cyanide, Jiang Xia and his vest were not completely idle.
Jiang Xia changed her clothes, stood in front of the full-length mirror, and looked at herself reflected in the mirror.
Looking at it this way, he looked almost the same as he did ten minutes ago. It was as if the sudden murder had never happened at all. Or maybe what was standing here was an unkillable undead spirit.
Jiang Xia couldn't help but become distracted as she thought about it.
——I don’t know how much the murderous aura can expand this time.
When he thought of Pu Si Qinglan, he couldn't help but feel a bit of expectation in his heart: What a bowl... What a good person who can bring happiness to others.
…
After tidying up the room, I took a quick nap.
When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Xia suddenly heard a knocking on the door.
It was not his room door that was knocked.
He first asked the ghost to go out and explore the way, and found that Pu Siqinglan was not outside. Jiang Xia then pushed open the door and walked out, following the sound.
When I looked around the corner, I saw Secretary Nishino knocking on Chairman Suzuki's door in another corridor.
Just at this time, Suzuki Shiro pushed the door open and walked out.
Secretary Nishino said in a panic: "Mr. Hanchuan, Mr. Hanchuan is dead!"
Jiang Xia: "..." As the secretary of the Suzuki family, he was so panicked when he saw a murder case. He needs to be tempered.
But if you think about it carefully, in this family, murder cases seem to revolve around Suzuki Sonoko. Suzuki Sonoko's sister occasionally comes into contact with some murder cases. But next to Suzuki's parents, murder cases rarely occur... Well, it's okay.
The lovely Suzuki-san did not inherit this.
As they watched, Suzuki Shiro and Secretary Nishino quickly ran to the room where photographer Samkawa Ryu was.
The corner where Jiang Xia was was the only way to pass. When the two sides suddenly met, Secretary Nishino and Suzuki Shiro were both startled.
After a moment, Suzuki Shiro stretched out his hand, grabbed Jiang Xia, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there is a detective."
"What happened?"
"Dad? Where are you going? Why are you in such a hurry?"
In the nearby room, Conan, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko also heard the noise. They quickly joined the team rushing to the scene and ran all the way to the photographer's room.
…
The door to the room is wide open.
When I looked inside, I saw the photographer lying on his back at the door, his head tilted to one side, and his right eye was a black blood hole.
