On the deck.

"The crossbow arrow..." Looking at Captain Gaode, who had been put down but had been dead for a long time, Maori looked solemn, "A arrow is at the center of the body... and," he set his eyes on the other thing on the bow and arrow inserted into the captain's chest, his eyes slightly condensed, "This is... a tarot card."

"This pattern...hiss!" Maori looked at the familiar pattern on the card and couldn't help but feel a little painful, "It's a demon card..."

"Is it possible that the demon brought him to the ghost world?" The snake-haired woman on the side looked at the corpse, with no fear on her face, and said lightly, "And, the murderer's tool for committing crimes at this time may have long been floating to which corner of the Pacific Ocean, and it is impossible to find it."

"Anyway, take a photo of the scene first, and then see who the deceased is." Kogoro Mouri was extremely helpless at this time. How could he always catch up with this kind of thing?

After a while.

"Fukuura Chizuo?" Mori looked at the familiar face under the white bone mask, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, "The producer of the Captain Ghost series of movies?"

"That's right." The snake-haired woman nodded affirmatively, "This producer is also a well-known person. I think this face will not be mistaken, after all..." Halfway through her words, she hurriedly shut up as if she suddenly remembered something.

"So, he is the organizer of this party?" Maori didn't notice that the snake-haired woman said halfway, and hurriedly raised her head and looked at the staff member who had taken off her mask on the deck. "In other words, are you the organizers of the party clearing all the mysteries and tricks?"

"Sorry, Mr. Maori." The staff led by the team smiled bitterly and looked at Kogoro Mori helplessly. "All the process of the entire party, including the puzzles, our work, etc., was designed by Mr. Fukuura alone, and we have no right to know." Speaking of this, he looked at the shocking demon card inserted on the side of Mr. Fukuura's chest, and hurriedly added, "Including the props used in the whole party were decided by Mr. Fukuura, and only this one."

"Oh? That's it." Maori's eyes flashed, and he looked down at the demon card, "In other words, there are only seven demon cards?"

"Yes." The staff member said with a wry smile when he saw a little sweat on his forehead.

"So that's it." A hint of complacent wisdom flashed in Maori's eyes, "I understand, the murderer is one of your staff!"

"Ah?" When the staff members on the side heard the news, they were all stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly looked at their original colleagues around, with each other looking terrified.

"Although you said there is only one tarot card, it is only your staff who committed this case." Maori said confidently, "Mr. Fukuura died when he spoke to us before. Before that time when Mr. Fukuura died, because of his unique way of appearance, all the guests were in the cabin, and it was impossible to shoot Mr. Fukuura on the deck. The only one who can complete this murder must be the staff who were on the deck before!" Speaking of this, Maori sneered, "In my opinion, this demon card may also be to frame the person who got the demon card before boarding the ship."

"We didn't kill Mr. Fukuura!" After hearing Maori's reasoning, the staff immediately shouted for justice, "What's more, they all said that there could only be one tarot card, how could we get the demon card in the hands of the guests? What's more, several guests were on the deck before."

"It may be that someone's demon card was accidentally thrown away." Maori was stunned for a moment, and then spoke indifferently.

Hearing this answer, in the crowd, the invisible man who was originally standing behind the snake-haired woman couldn't help but sigh silently.

"So that's it." The snake-haired woman chuckled, "So, is there a very high possibility? That is, the person who killed Mr. Fukuura is one of the seven people who have the Demon Card?"

"It's possible to say that." Maori thought for a moment, nodded seriously, and was not embarrassed by his nonsense just now. "Since the number of demon cards will not decrease, then..."

"How long will this ship return to the dock?" The snake-haired woman turned her head, looked at the staff beside her, and asked.

"About... there is still one hour left." The staff looked at the watch and hurriedly answered.

"A hour..." The snake-haired woman thought for a while and smiled, "Since that's the case, why don't we go back to the cabin first and find out what the murder case is?" Speaking of this, she turned around and looked at Maori behind her with a smile, "How about it, the sleeping vampire?" Her tone seemed to have no intention on the words "sleeping".

"...Okay." Maori looked at the snake-haired woman's smile, and was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Looking at the smile of the snake-haired woman, Maori suddenly felt a little creepy for some reason...

"Uncle?" Yuanzi, who followed the crowd for a few steps, suddenly turned around and looked at Maori who was standing there with a little confusion, "Why don't you leave?"

"Oh, I think it will be very late to go back today, so call Xiaolan." Maori said casually, took out his cell phone from his pocket and called Maori Detective Office. After a while, his brows couldn't help frowning.

“…No one answered?”

What he didn't notice was that beside him, the invisible man wearing a top hat raised his head and looked at Captain Gaode's upside down mast. After pondering for a moment, he slowly took off the sunglasses he had been wearing, revealing a pair of flashing eyes. A trace of wisdom quietly passed by his azure blue pupils.

In the cabin.

"It's a simple way." The snake-haired woman smiled slightly, "The seven of us happened to be present, so we took out our demon card." Speaking of this, she glanced at the mummy that appeared behind her at some point without a trace.

"Huh?" Maori also noticed this, but now it is not a good time to ask, so he could only nod, "Okay, we all took out the cards in our hands." As he said that, he took out his cards from his pocket first, and saw that the cards were still there, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although I know very well whether I have killed someone, when facing this situation, everyone will not help but become nervous inexplicably, and gross profit is no exception.

Seeing this, Yuanzi also looked around and took out the demon card from her pocket. The snake-haired woman, the invisible man, the bell tower monster, and werewolf all took out their cards. Only the mummy was left in her pocket, with doubts in her eyes.

"Strange..." The mummy's puzzled voice came from under the bandage, "Why is my card missing?"

When everyone saw this scene, a gloomy look slowly appeared in their eyes.

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Chapter completed!