As soon as I entered this slightly dim room, a faint fragrance came to my face.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Xiao Han has entered a girl's room, and everything has been organized and organized.

The gold coins told them before that everyone's guest rooms on the cruise ship are actually arranged the same, but some are directional issues.

Just like your own room, right in front of the door, there is a desk, and a little above the desk is a window.

Xiao Han did not turn on the lights or prepare any lighting items. He walked slowly towards the desk step by step, and the things on the desk attracted him-

It was a notebook.

You know, as a detective, no matter how many traces there are on the scene, it is not as important as a notebook.

After all, almost everyone treats this behavior of peeking into people's lives as an additional "surprise" in life.

But Xiao Han did not forget the purpose of coming here. He picked up the heavy notebook at hand and solemnly opened the first page-

blank!

What about the second page? Blank?! Or blank!

It was not until this time that Xiao Han realized that the notebook in his hand was actually brand new.

Originally, Xiao Han thought that the scene should be that Qi Ling was writing some clues he had obtained with a pen, and then halfway through the writing, he was called out, or was as anxious as he was, and came to the women's bathroom. Just when she was using the bathroom, she was hit by someone and finally cut off her head and threw it out of the window.

As for where the murderer went—

First of all, there was no blood in the corridor, and Xiao Han did not hear any sound of water outside in the single room, so the murderer could only crawl out of the window.

If the murderer is not found, it means that the murderer either came to kill Qi Ling specifically, jumped out of the window and left here after the mission is completed, or it is still hidden in every corner of the cruise ship, waiting for the next opportunity. Then the entire netizen meeting will become the Blizzard Villa model commonly used in the novel.

Xiao Han flipped his notebook irritably. The clues about the previous note had not been drawn out, and now other clues about Qi Ling were also cut off. What should I do now?

Just as he was flipping through the notebook, he suddenly felt a very strange hard object in the center of the notebook.

I took it out and saw that it turned out to be a note.

The above describes two correct Chinese characters in words written by a beautiful girl who can be seen at a glance.

【stairs】.

stairs?

What does this mean?

Judging from this handwriting, it should be written by Qi Ling.

After Qi Ling separated from her, she put this in her notebook. Is this the clue she thought of?

Xiao Han put the note in his pocket and continued to search for other information he could get in Qi Ling's room.

But after he searched for the bedside table drawer, he completely lost interest in this room.

The placement of all items is exactly the same as before, and it is still intact, and even the pillows and quilts placed on the bed have not been moved. It seems that there are no other clues in this room, so it is time to find some other clues.

Where to go next? The toilet? Or...

After some thought, Xiao Han did not plan to go to the toilet because there were many people there. In addition, Baili Zheng just asked him and Han Baiyi to find clues about the cause of Qi Ling's death. He didn't find anything, so how could he go back? Do you still have to show them all these small notes? In theory, these two small notes were items that he had only had when he formed an alliance with Qi Ling. Although Qi Ling is dead now, these notes cannot be discussed with anyone.

This is the principle.

Out of consideration for his own body, Xiao Han chose to go back to his room to rest for a while. As a detective, he did not allow his body to run overload. To be honest, he didn't care about the life or death of others. After all, it was enough to just let himself survive. Finding the organizer and Qi Ling's murderer was just a matter of doing it.

But is this really the case?

Is Xiao Han really so cold-blooded?

Probably yes?

I couldn't sleep all night, and when Xiao Han woke up and walked out of the room, the sunlight was shining directly from the window.

What a bright sunshine, but it cannot wash away the horror incident from last night.

Everyone gathered in the designated restaurant on the cruise ship with gold coins, took out the breakfast that had been hot from the counter, and started eating on their own.

While drinking milk, Xiao Han glanced at everyone's faces all the time.

Since Han Baiyi left yesterday, she still ate and drank in the morning and enjoyed treatment she had never had before.

Xiao Ling'er and Panda are best friends. No matter what happens, they can always eat together, play together, and feed each other. The happy laughter seems particularly abrupt in the quiet environment.

Everyone's face was filled with different emotions. While Xiao Han was pondering, he suddenly saw a guy with a strange expression and an abnormal behavior-

Dong Liu.

The academic master's face looked ugly, his eyes were slightly dark and his face was pale, and he seemed to have not had a good sleep at first glance.

There was a plate of pasta in front of him. After stirring the fork in the plate for a while, it did not put it in his mouth. He looked ahead in distractedly.

I'm afraid that Qi Ling's case last night had already scared the student who had never seen such a scene.

Those unsightly and extremely abrupt eyes stared blankly at a non-existent void.

Soon, Xiao Han saw Dong Liu poured all the pasta that he had not swallowed on the plate into the trash can, stood up and left in the distance.

He was walking very strangely, even abnormally. For example, he was like an empty shell without a soul, a walking corpse. If some plants were placed at the end of the corridor, it would be like plants vs. zombies.

With a caring attitude - actually wanting to learn some clues - Xiao Han quickly finished drinking the milk in his cup and ran towards Dong Liu who was dragging his pace.

Before leaving, he glanced at the people in the restaurant and found that no one noticed him, so he followed him in vain.

Maybe he was really tired. Xiao Han came to Dong Liu like a gust of wind, but he seemed to have seen nothing, heard nothing, felt nothing, and was still walking his own path, still heading towards his destination in his heart.

"Well, Dong Liu, can you disturb me and ask you a question?"

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Chapter completed!