The successive murders on the "Princess Ruth" left Captain Boyle dumbfounded.
Not long after the ship sailed, four people died!
Four people!
Who did it?
The "Princess Ruth", which had never had any serious crimes, was bleeding.
Now, secrecy must be kept strictly or there will be chaos on the ship.
But if the murderer is not found soon, he will continue to commit crimes!
"Captain," the first mate said quietly, "according to the passenger list, there is a detective from Lyon on board."
"Oh? Detective?"
"Yes, do you want to ask him to help solve the case?"
"Quick, invite me immediately!"
Boyle seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
This detective from Lyon is named Morven Braxton.
He had been engaged in the detective industry for many years. Later, something happened and he had to leave Lyon.
But detectives also have to live. He heard that in Shanghai in the Far East, there is gold everywhere. Any foreigner who comes here can make a lot of money back after staying for a few years.
Mr. Mowen came to Shanghai with the dream of getting rich.
But he soon discovered that the rumors were the least credible. In Shanghai, not only did he not find any opportunities to make a fortune, but he almost ran out of money.
When he returned to France, he definitely didn't have enough money. He had to use all the money to buy a boat ticket to Chongqing, hoping to try his luck there.
"Murder case? Four people died?"
Morven's eyes suddenly lit up: "Mr. on board, you should really feel lucky. When I was a detective in Lyon, I solved many major and important cases, such as the Lyon serial murder case..."
"Isn't that solved by Inspector Isaac of the Lyon Police Department? I remember it was even published in the newspaper." Boyle raised doubts.
"No, that was solved by Isaac with my help. I am a low-key person and I am not willing to take credit from the Lyon Police Department." Mo Wen looked unmoved: "There is also a huge diamond theft case in Paris... "
"Paris? Why does Paris use Lyon's detectives?"
"Because they know I'm a great detective, the greatest!"
"Okay, Mr. Braxton." Boyle interrupted him: "The four murders that occurred on the ship cannot be solved by our strength alone, and they will also cause trouble for the Princess Ruth in the future. It will bring immeasurable negative effects. You are an experienced detective, and I have to rely on you for everything, Mr. Braxton."
"Of course, I will use the shortest time to solve the case." Mo Wen was full of information: "Before this, do you have any steak?"
"Mr. Braxton, does solving the case have anything to do with steak?"
"Ah, of course. Solving crimes is a very energy-consuming thing. I have to eat. Maybe, I won't have time to eat for a long time."
…
So, Detective Mervyn Braxton had a nice steak dinner.
Finally, I don’t have to eat the bread that has been sitting there for who knows how long and is hard to eat.
Moreover, he found that he had no money for bread.
In third class, there is no food supply.
Let your great detective live in a third-class cabin with those poor Chinese?
Also, do you want to smell those flatbreads, fermented bean curd, and steamed buns that will appear one after another once you arrive at the restaurant?
It smells bad, but I feel even hungrier when I smell it.
Detective Mo Wen, who had eaten and drank enough, carefully looked at the three cabins where the murder occurred.
"Three cabins, four people died." Detective Mo Wen expressed his opinion: "All their belongings were robbed. This is a typical robbery and murder case."
I can see that too.
The first mate who accompanied him to survey the scene thought to himself.
"So, who is the murderer?"
"Ah, you ask me, Detective Morvern?"
"Of course you don't know, this requires my rich experience."
Detective Mo Wen said arrogantly: "The murderer committed the crime in a gang. Otherwise, one person would not be able to kill so many people. Are they for money? So it can be concluded that guests staying in first class will not do such terrible things. They don't worry about money. What about second class? No, it's not their doing. At least, they have received education and have good moral character..."
What concept is this? Why do you say that?
The first mate really doesn't understand the way a detective thinks.
"It's obvious now." Detective Mo Wen said confidently: "It must have been done by those in the third class. They shamelessly killed four people for money!"
"Sir." The first mate kindly reminded: "Passengers in third class are strictly prohibited from entering second class."
"Um, maybe they snuck in?"
"If it's a gang crime and so many people want to sneak in together, that means my crew is being too irresponsible."
"Maybe the crew did it?"
"Sir, you are insulting my crew, who are all decent people."
"So, we are now in a dead end." Detective Mowen showed excellent psychological quality: "I need to start the investigation from the first class cabin. Does this require your and the captain's approval?"
"As long as the case can be solved early, you can go anywhere on the ship except the captain's cabin."
"Then, I'll take action immediately. By the way, what's for dinner?"
…
Detective Morven was dissatisfied.
How dare the first mate doubt the famous detective Mervyn Braxton's ability to solve crimes?
For dinner, they only provided him with bread?
And it was the kind of bread that was so dry that it was hard to eat.
Detective Morven decided to take advantage of his privileges and try his luck in the first-class dining room.
A good detective needs to fill his stomach before he can solve a case.
Ah, that couple is whispering there, it’s better not to disturb them.
That person seems to be a businessman. Businessmen are generally stingy and it is difficult to take advantage of them.
Look, look at that young man.
Was having dinner with two beautiful women.
Two beautiful women, one is Eastern and the other is obviously Western.
American or British?
Detective Morven was proud of his judgment.
Chinese people must speak a little more, especially when facing foreigners, they will always show some respect, right?
Detective Morven walked over confidently: "Excuse me, can I sit down here?"
He was worried that the other party did not understand English.
Several people at the next table stood up immediately.
Meng Shaoyuan waved his hand and asked them to sit down: "Of course, please."
"Hello, my name is Morven. Morven Braxton, have you heard my name?" This is the opening statement of Detective Morven, whose English is still barely qualified.
"Ah, please forgive me, no." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "I am Zhu Yanfan."
"Your English is great, you must be a well-educated gentleman." Mo Wen's mind was racing, how could he get the other party to treat him to a meal:
"In China, maybe not many people know my name, but in France."
His voice suddenly lowered: "I am a famous detective. I solved the Lyon serial murder case. Some people actually said that it was Detective Isaac who solved it. This is simply an insult to me..."
He rattled off all his achievements.
Meng Shaoyuan kept smiling and listening.
Mo Wen felt thirsty as he spoke: "I won't disturb you and the two beautiful ladies while you are dining, right?"
"Don't interrupt, just say what you want."
"What a chance to meet a gentleman like you."
Mo Wen pretended to be nonchalant: "Can I have dinner? Ah, I don't want to take advantage of you. After eating, I will bring you the money. Detectives never bring money with them when they come out to handle cases. . Just tell me your room number."
"Handling a case?"
Meng Shaoyuan snapped his fingers and called the waiter: "Get another one, the same as ours."
"Thank you so much." Mo Wen became happy: "Don't worry, I will give you the money. Detective Mo Wen is not a person who likes to take advantage of others."
Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "My treat, I heard just now that you are here to handle a case? Did any case happen on the ship?"
As soon as he heard that this young man actually wanted to treat him, Mo Wen immediately became excited. He lowered his voice again: "Did you know that a terrible murder occurred on the ship?"
The expected screams did not appear, and even the two beautiful ladies looked calm.
Detective Morven felt that maybe his tone when talking about the murders was not strong enough: "Four murders, four people died. So, Mr. Captain heard that I was on the ship and had to ask for my help."
Meng Shaoyuan asked casually: "Any clues?"
"Of course."
Meng Shaoyuan's heart moved. This detective seemed to be really capable.
Mo Wen said ostentatiously: "There are only two possibilities. One is that it was done by the poor people in the third class. The other is that the captain's crew was motivated by money. My judgment will never be wrong. Sir, this I’m only telling you what’s going on, don’t let it out.”
"No, no."
Meng Shao originally thought he had met a great detective, but who would have thought...
When dinner was served, Detective Morven couldn't wait to cut off a large piece of steak and stuff it into his mouth. He didn't care that it still burned his mouth, and he quickly took another sip of wine:
"A gentleman like you must pay attention to your own safety. If necessary, I can provide the necessary protection. You must know that my French fighting skills are very famous in Lyon."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Braxton." Meng Shaoyuan smiled lightly: "However, I have a bodyguard with me, and I will definitely tell you when I need you. By the way, which cabin do you live in?"
Detective Mo Wen had no time to think: "Third class... Ah, sir, don't think that I have no money. Just to solve this case, I have to let myself mix with those in the third class."
"Being a detective is really hard work. You can take this half bottle of wine back and drink it." Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette: "I am very interested in solving cases. If possible, you can tell me about the progress of the case every day. ?"
"Of course, sir, I think we are very good friends with you!"
