After closing the door lightly, a figure walked onto the corridor.
This is a man with black hair and black eyes. He is so rare on the Titanic that most people know him.
"Aren't you asleep yet, Mr. Musu?" The oncoming waiter bowed slightly.
"Let's go and do something." Mu Su rolled up his sleeves little by little, when the black and white colors symbolizing formal attire wrinkled together, making him look a little more free and easy.
"It's cold outside, you'd better wear more clothes."
"That's right."
Passing by the waiter, Mu Su walked quickly along the corridor.
The door of the palace suite in front opened, and an old man supported his lover and came out. The owner of Macy's Department Store, Isid, nodded friendly to Mu Su: "Hello, Mr. Mu Su from China."
Mu Su nodded slightly towards the two of them and kept walking past them.
"He seems to be in a hurry." Rosalie asked softly, her earrings swaying.
"Young people... always have impulses that we don't have."
Raising his hands to push away the people on the dance floor, a commotion and bustle came oncoming.
It's already midnight, but most of the first-class passengers haven't gone to bed yet. The ship is approaching the waters of Newfoundland, Canada, and will arrive in New York tomorrow. Tonight will be the last party.
Mu Su walked down the crowded dance floor, and men and women hugged each other. In the corner, a band was playing soothing music.
Wherever Musu passed, the crowds parted the sea and moved away like Moses.
Jack, who was dancing not far away, spotted him, hugged Rose and turned to Mu Su.
They got playful, took Rose's hand and raised it, forming an arch in front of Mu Su.
Mu Su lowered his head slightly and passed under the highest raised arm of the two men.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"Go and save you." Mu Su didn't pause at all, nor did he look back.
Jack stared blankly at Mu Su who was walking away, feeling very strange.
"Wait for me here, I'll go take a look."
He whispered to Rose, who nodded and followed quickly out.
…
"It's so damn cold...damn weather."
The crewman on the observation deck complained to his companion in a low voice that he had to keep moving and shaking his feet to prevent himself from freezing.
"Where are we?"
The breath he exhaled as he spoke confirmed the temperature at this time.
"We're very close to Canada." My companion hugged her body tightly to keep warm.
At this moment, a shout on the deck attracted their attention.
"What do you mean by what you just said?" Jack asked as he caught up with Mu Su and followed him quickly.
"Literally." Mu Su replied calmly.
He stepped onto the stairs and stood in the middle. Jack had to switch from walking alongside to following behind.
After walking up the stairs, they stepped onto the third deck.
Jack followed again and said teasingly: "Rose and I are already together, how are you going to save us?"
He hasn't realized the seriousness of the matter yet.
"I'm not saving you, I'm saving everyone on this boat."
"What...?" Jack stopped subconsciously, unable to understand what it meant.
The next moment he came back to his senses and stood in front of Mu Su, his face full of seriousness.
"Tell me clearly what happened!"
Mu Su stretched out his hand towards him, and the next moment - the world was turned upside down, and countless pictures passed quickly before his eyes. When Jack saw clearly, he was standing behind Mu Su.
Realizing that he couldn't stop him, Jack decided to follow Mu Su to see what his friend was going to do.
Musu was indifferent to the people following behind him, and walked towards the stairs leading to the captain's cabin of the Titanic.
"Hey Mu Su, oh Jack is here too."
An unexpected cry came from one side, it was another Jack. Jack Futrell, the famous novelist.
"Where are you going?"
Mu Su did not answer, and Jack, who was following closely behind, smiled awkwardly at Futrell: "I don't know either...but I heard that Miss Solin is looking for you, and she is in the ballroom."
"I understand." Futrell waved to the two of them.
On a cold late night, not many people want to hang out outside.
Jack tightened his thin clothes and followed Mu Su up the stairs.
After walking the last step, Jack suddenly noticed where they had arrived. He hesitated and stretched out his hand: "Wait a minute, Mu Su, this is the captain's room..."
His outstretched hand was empty, and Mu Su walked to the captain's cabin door, raised his hand and pushed it open.
The second mate and two crew members were chatting in the captain's cabin. The intrusion of the uninvited guest made a crew member walk towards Mu Su and politely said: "Sir, this is the captain's cabin. Passengers are not allowed to enter."
"I know." Mu Su nodded slightly and stretched out his palm.
The crew member smiled, mistaking Musu for a nobleman who was curious about the captain's cabin, and held Musu's deep hand.
A sudden thrust came from the palm of his hand, and the crewman was unable to react in time. He was pulled by Mu Su and stumbled forward. With the force of the pull, the two men's bodies shifted, and Mu Su rushed into the captain's cabin with one step.
Before another crew member and the captain could recover, Mu Su rushed in front of them and swung out his fists. The two men suffered severe pain in their lower abdomens, like shrimps arching up, and the backs of their necks were exposed.
He held the knife with both hands and struck it lightly, and the sound of falling to the ground was heard one after another.
Ignoring the two unconscious men, Mu Su raised his eyes and said to Jack: Blow him out."
"You must be crazy!" Jack shouted, but he still knocked the crew around him out of the captain's cabin, closed the door with his backhand, and held on tightly.
The crew members outside the door woke up from a dream and shouted: "Someone has invaded the captain's cabin! Someone come and help!"
"Hold the door." Mu Su said calmly, walked to the rudder, and turned to the left.
"I must be crazy too!" Jack cursed in a low voice, resisting the door that was constantly being hit.
The crew members wandering on the deck rushed up in a hurry, and the number of people knocking on the door continued to increase. Jack struggled to hold the door that was constantly being knocked open, shouting intermittently: "I can't hold on anymore!"
There was a resistance from the rudder, and the left rudder was full.
"Damn! They have guns!"
Jack suddenly shouted and retreated to Mu Su.
Outside the door, a pair of William raised his pistol and pointed it at the door and window.
The crew swarmed in and took control of Jack. Musu raised his pistol and never left the helm.
"Mr. Mu Su, I regret to inform you that you have been arrested -"
When-when-when-when-
At this moment, the urgent bells on the observation deck rang, followed by shrill shouts that swelled in the night sky.
“It’s an iceberg!!!”
The noisy and chaotic captain's cabin remained eerily silent.
Everyone stared blankly in front of the ship.
At the end of the dark sea surface, which was as calm as dead water, a strange and huge shadow outline emerged.
A bone-chilling chill rose from the bottom of everyone's heart. They were like wooden logs, staring at the shadow as it enlarged. Their heads followed the iceberg, watching it pass by the starboard side of the ship within a hair's breadth.
The iceberg lurking in the darkness carries endless terror.
"Oh my god..."
The pistol was put away early, and William took off his hat.
His voice is trembling.
"Sir... you will definitely be published in the newspapers and known to people all over the world..."