After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Although Yan Cheng didn't get anything from this trip, it can be considered as a small contribution to everyone's entering the restaurant to eat, and they are willing to give a few words of comfort.

Even Zhong Jiuyin was not bothered about the 10 gold coins deducted, and encouraged him to make persistent efforts in the future.

Talking in her mouth, she walked out, and she knew at a glance that she was not sincerely comforting, but was eager to go to the restaurant to eat.

A smile flashed in Yan Cheng's eyes, and he replied politely: "Thank you for the comfort. But don't worry, wait a minute, let Ai Yuanyuan check the captain's antecedent record with her golden finger before leaving."

Zhong Jiuyin had no choice but to slam on the brakes and retract the leg that had stepped out.

Ai Yuanyuan squatted next to the captain and "cast a spell", retracing the audio and video one minute before her death.

The audio and video are very blurry and noisy, and if you carefully identify it, there should be the captain's back.

"Again, your trash is not welcome on the Minnitus...Ah! Ugh—"

That's it, the captain with his back to the screen fell down, and the figure of the person who killed him was even more blurred, and he couldn't see it clearly when standing with the people around him, it was just pasted there like a mosaic.

"Although it does fit our analysis, the murderer and the captain had a dispute, but they can't see it clearly, and it's completely pointless." Ai Yuanyuan frowned.

Yan Cheng was thoughtful: "That color block is not big."

Zhong Jiuyin looked at him: "What do you mean?"

"The murderer should not be as tall and strong as the captain."

"Captain..." Yuan Yi visually measured the length of the dummy's corpse, and said "uh".

"This dummy is about 1.8 meters five? In terms of height, except for brother Yan Cheng, the four of us are not that tall. In terms of body shape, none of them are so strong."

"It depends on the character," Ai Yuanyuan said, "the character's height, shape, and strength. Since it is a large weapon, a weaker one will definitely not be able to use it to kill all directions."

Zhong Jiuyin clapped his hands: "So these clues need to be connected with other information. Then we need to find other clues now, and then sit down and discuss it carefully."

Yan Cheng turned his head to look at her and said "sit together and discuss" in a serious manner, with a smile in his eyes.

"That makes sense. Let's go, just in time. On the way to find the murder weapon, see what the restaurant will prepare for food. Then sit down and discuss while eating—"

Some people may only be able to turn their brains smoothly when they are full.

The corners of Zhong Jiuyin's mouth turned up, and he stepped out with his hands behind his back, his back showing a burst of joy.

There was a small window directly facing the sea in the corridor. She walked half way and opened the window to take a deep breath, exhale the bad smell she smelled at the murder scene just now, and prepare to taste the fragrance of food in advance.

The rice ball with lobster tail and egg yolk that she ate in the morning has long been digested. Now it is estimated that at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, she is already so hungry that she feels lighter. When the sea breeze blows outside the window, she feels that she can float up and fly to the restaurant.

Returning to the restaurant from the ballroom, you have to walk through two corridors, and you have to go up a floor in the middle, and you need to pass by the open deck.

Coming out of the narrow and dark room and suddenly returning to the open outside world, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

The sea breeze was quite strong, and the clothes of several people were rattling. The long hair of Zhong Jiuyin and Ai Yuanyuan fluttered and fell on the faces of the people behind, causing Liang Zhi to quickly pull it away, forgetting that he was wearing glasses He is highly myopic, and when he pressed his finger on the lens, it hurt the bridge of his nose.

Being blocked in front of his eyes, he couldn't see the road under his feet clearly, and almost fell down, it was Yuan Yi and Yan Cheng who hurriedly gave him a hand.

The three of them were just a few steps behind, and Zhong Jiuyin and Ai Yuanyuan had already climbed a higher step, looking back at them.

Ai Yuanyuan: "What's the matter, did my hair hit you? I just felt like someone pulled it off."

"It's okay." Liang Zhi shook his head.

Yan Cheng let go of Liang Zhi's arm, and looked around behind Ai Yuanyuan.

Zhong Jiuyin stepped on the highest step with one foot, and the other foot was still on the next step. She looked at the land in the distance, her tall horse fluttering in the wind, and her posture was free and easy.

"There were a lot of people watching us over there," she said.

Everyone looked over.

Yan Cheng: "It's a fan nearby."

Yuan Yi showed a surprised expression: "Wow, there are really a lot of people. This is the first time I have seen so many people chasing after the show."

They lay on the railing, waving hello to the other side.

The fans in the distance became restless.

"Yan Cheng! Yan Cheng! Look over here!"

"Yuan Yi! My golden ratio big dog! Don't put your hands over the railing if your hands are too long!"

"I rely on Zhong Jiuyin to look good! I have long hair and look like a fairy, but my movements are like bandits!"

A bunch of people nearby laughed.

The five people on the cruise ship are still waving, but they are walking towards the third floor while saying hello, and they will disappear soon.

Some fans are like mushrooms after the rain. When it is a little quieter, "Boer" pops up, shouting one after another, worrying for others.

"How come there are still people watching the live broadcast! See real people! Real people! Real people are right in front of you!"

Someone in the corner replied loudly: "Are you a new fan? Don't do data! If you do a good job in data today, there will be many opportunities to meet real people tomorrow!"

"We are fans of wild shows!"

"Why do people still bring support folding fans? You are too well prepared, right?!"

"Is anyone drinking water? Yan Cheng has restricted the surrounding area, so black people can get it!"

This scene is so funny, some people have to respond to every sentence they hear, and their ability to make jokes is top-notch.

The five people on the cruise ship have entered the third floor and disappeared from public view.

The fans looked away and took pictures with their mobile phones, and paid more attention to the fans of different attributes around them, and they were also in the mood to get to know each other.

The few girls who rushed to the front turned around with difficulty in the crowded crowd, and asked tentatively in an excited tone:
"Are you also a fan of bells and nine tones?"

The girl who was not pretending to speak immediately nodded and shook hands: "Yes, yes, you like her too? My sister! We are all syllables!"

Syllable is the pink name of Zhong Jiuyin.

A slightly taller girl at the back greeted enthusiastically: "Is it the syllable? Is it the one that our sister Yuan Yi shouted out?"

"Yes, yes, friend, friend!"

Like recognizing relatives, after a while, the crowd dispersed into several friendly teams, chatting in full swing.

And under the lens.

Zhong Jiuyin and the others were passing by the place where Chris died.

The most likely place to throw away the murder weapon is the surrounding area, and they searched carefully.

Ai Yuanyuan said: "When the murderer killed Chris, Chris' cry for help attracted us and alarmed him, so he could only drop the murder weapon and rush to the restaurant. The distance from here to the restaurant is very short. It is impossible to go too far to hide the murder weapon."

"And we speculate that the murder weapon can be big or small. A large murder weapon can't just be thrown somewhere. It's too conspicuous. He should find a place where he can hide it." Yuan Yi took over.

Yan Cheng raised the third point: "What if he threw the murder weapon into the sea through the window?"

The scene of Chris' death was in the corridor, and there were two windows a little ahead.

Zhong Jiuyin was at the front, and according to his words, he stepped over and opened the window to have a look.

"It's possible," she rested her elbow on the window sill casually, and then turned to them and said, "The ship's side below is not too wide, so if you throw it hard, you should be able to throw it directly into the sea."

How can I find it if it is really thrown into the sea?Doesn't the clue stop?