Chapter 57 Yacht

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But without further ado, compared to the sudden situation here, the variables on the other side are the focus now.

Although Liang An still doubts all the clues... after all, leaving this island is everyone's goal.

Several people walked through the jungle and quickly followed the route to the beach where the yacht was found before.

"What if someone takes the opportunity to do something in the room?"

Jiang Qiu was still thinking about what he had said before about staying behind, so he quietly came over to ask questions on the way.

It's just that his "quietly" was true. Even Li Jiaojiao noticed the problem and walked underground while holding Zhao Qiang's hand. Instead of looking at the road, she turned around and stared straight at the person with a very low volume, which affected her. But quite a big man.

——Although Li Fengnian received "doctor's advice", he was not really bad at what he did. But holding the child from running around and not falling down in the forest full of mud and branches is a physical task, so the child was handed over to Zhao Qiang to take care of.

Liang An really didn't understand where this attraction came from. Even if his behavior aroused curiosity, there should be limits, but he still called Jiang Qiu Fu'er to answer his doubts.

"There shouldn't be anyone on this island except a few of us, and there shouldn't be any additional masterminds behind the scenes."

Jiang Qiu blinked.

"Don't take this matter too seriously, and don't tell anyone."

The process of generating inferences is surprisingly simple. Several nights have passed, and clues have emerged one after another, with different methods, but the commonality is that they must move according to their planned goals in real time. Wen Yiting, who originally tried to control everything, was suspected. However, after Liang An revealed his identity and took over, the possibilities for him were reduced a lot.

There is no power supply facility on the island that can support monitoring at any time and any place. Eliminating all impossible options, what remains is the truth - the murderer himself is among them.

Although the conjecture of being an accomplice is also possible, Liang An did not observe anyone actively leaving the team to communicate during the many emergencies, and some things just needed this connected intelligence.

——Unless the murderer prepared dozens of photos, dozens of guns and dozens of bullet casings in advance, he had to find a way to get close to Li Jiaojiao who was being watched and put them in her hood.

As for telling the truth, no matter what Jiang Qiu thought or what weird reactions he made later, Liang An knew that as long as he said this, there would be no possibility of leaking the secret, no matter whether he nodded or not.

Now that his weirdness has become the target of public criticism and there is no way to hide it... he might as well have a few more unsolved mysteries.

Ever since Liang An came to the above conclusion, he had already started another plan. Since the reason why he keeps cutting things and getting confused is that everyone who seems innocent and sincere is suspect, even a weird companion like Jiang Qiu, as long as he is completely sure that he is innocent and brings him into the scope of the informed search. That’s okay too.

After all, Jiang Qiu is impartial on emotional issues, just like a scale, it is really easy to use. Liang An also noticed that other people's attitude towards Jiang Qiu was obviously positive rather than fearful or repulsive.

This is completely opposite to the previous situation. Perhaps the root cause is guilt, which was first transmitted from some people to the whole, and then, through Jiang Qiu's various understatements, it evolved into an instinctive awe of knowledge.

It can be regarded as some kind of coincidence, and there is no need for more cover-up, but it really makes people laugh or cry.

Because of this, rather than saying this is a prudent consideration under a rational situation, it is better to say that this is Liang An's attempt to break the rules. He can't expose the current situation, but he can join in and muddy the waters, making the predicament in the mud as chaotic as possible.

But no matter what, they still have to focus on the status quo.

Many people have gathered at the yacht, including Wang Chuyue and Zhao Yi who were not there before, but now everyone is together.

"How's the situation?"

Seeing that even Wen Yiting had rolled up his trouser legs and there were wet marks under his feet, Liang An knew that these two people might have checked the situation on the yacht. And Wen Yiting, as the person who suggested that he knew something beforehand, his hesitation basically showed the direction of the problem.

"No fuel, no electricity, but the yacht is actually stranded. At least there is no need to worry about it running away on its own for the time being." Wen Yiting spread his hands, "But it's best to drag it to the shore."

Zheng Chunsheng obviously also got on the boat, but he is still standing on the shore side, probably making complete preparations to prevent this thing from being accidentally washed away.

"There are supplies up there." His explanation was also very simple, "There is not much dust, the space is spacious, and the decoration is quite new."

This is good news, and at least it can provide some psychological comfort to those who are worried that resources will be exhausted sooner or later if they stay on the island.

"So how can it be used?" Zhao Yi scratched his head, "Move the things down? How many are there?"

Wang Chuyue frowned, "Can't we just take a boat and row away?"

"Are you kidding me, sister... This thing weighs at least dozens of tons. How can it be taken away by just paddling like a small wooden boat?" Zhao Yi touched his chin and muttered to himself, "If it is the kind of model with human power generation backup It's okay to say - but we don't know the direction, even if we can sit on it, we will have to wait until the end of the year of the monkey."

"I've probably looked at things that can't generate electricity - although I don't know what model they are, but I've checked all the things that look suspicious, and they don't seem to be useful." Wen Yiting turned around and glanced at him, "Listen Go up there, Uncle Zhao understands it very well?"

When his eyes met this elder who was so friendly to him, he seemed quite indifferent.

"No, I've only driven it for people before. I've been using it full-time for half a year." Zhao Yi chuckled, "That means we are in a place where birds don't shit. If it's near my house, I can go back and get you one." Come here. Looking at the location of the waterline, I guess we can all sit on it."

From this point of view, his rich personal experience does not seem like a dishonest job or a complete bragging.

"Does that mean it's feasible?"

"Of course this won't work!" Zhao Yi slapped his thigh and made an impassioned speech, "You haven't learned your lesson either!"

Zhao Qiang was confused, "What lesson?"

Zhao Yi was in high spirits, mysteriously shielding Li Fengnian who was raising the baby, and pulled a few people closer and spoke in a low voice.

"What if there's a bomb buried inside and it's waiting to explode at some point? Wouldn't we all be in trouble? You are so young, don't you have any desire to survive?"

Wen Yiting was speechless, "So, we all live in the same building. If a bomb really goes off, no one can escape?"

"There's no guarantee that everyone will be here at any time." Zhao Yi grinned, "We have so many aspiring young people. If we accidentally find out something, wouldn't we kill the murderer?"

He seems to have included himself in the ranks of "young people with ambitions".

"You can't say that." Zhao Qiang tilted her head, "Isn't it the difference between a quick death and a not happy death? I think if someone really just wants to take someone's life, there is no need to go to such trouble..."

She was still thinking when she heard the person who had been quiet for the longest time clear his throat.

"Maybe it's not a big deal."