The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

After receiving the report, the police's tone was full of helplessness and anxiety, and they claimed that it would take them a long time to arrive.

After all, the yacht was currently drifting in the vast sea far from the coast, like a lonely leaf, isolated and helpless. This news was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard, causing everyone's heart to fall into an endless abyss in an instant.

The shadow of uneasiness spread rapidly like a plague, and the shadow of fear hung heavily over everyone's face.

The tour guide's face, which had been radiant before, was now as pale as paper and bloodless.

His voice trembled like a leaf shivering in the wind, and tremblingly he gathered everyone except the captain into the spacious but extremely depressing hall.

"Everyone, now four people have died on vacation! This series of tragedies has left me... completely at a loss as to what to do."

The tour guide spoke incoherently, and every word seemed to have drained all his strength.

His wandering eyes swept over everyone, filled with deep fear and helplessness, as if he was desperately searching for the tiny clue.

Everyone instantly fell into chaos and panic. Someone screamed hysterically: "What the hell is going on?

Are we all going to be trapped in this cage of death with no way out?"

The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it was going to break through this suffocating and oppressive space.

Another person frantically defended himself:

"I am innocent, I really did nothing! I swear, if I tell a lie, I will be struck by lightning!" His tone was filled with extreme fear and despair.

In this chaotic situation, someone suggested checking everyone's room first, hoping to find some key clues.

This proposal immediately sparked a heated debate. Some people thought that this was a feasible method at the moment. After all, in this critical moment of life and death, even a glimmer of hope must not be missed.

Others strongly opposed it, insisting that it was a serious violation of personal privacy.

"It's a life-and-death situation, why do you still care about privacy? Your life is almost gone!" A man as strong as an iron tower shouted angrily at the top of his voice.

“No, even if I die, I can’t let anyone look through my things!” a woman retorted shrilly, her voice trembling with anger like a leaf in the wind.

But in this horrifying and critical situation, most people still reluctantly agreed to check the room. After all, only by finding the real murderer can there be a glimmer of hope.

Everyone started to divide into groups to check the room.

When they arrived at Xie Xuan'an's room, the door was slowly pushed open, and a suffocating, tense and cold air instantly filled the air.

The air conditioner was on all the time to cool the room.

The layout of the room was simple but tidy. The white sheets were wrinkle-free and the items on the table were neatly arranged.

However, in the corner of the closet, an extremely sharp dagger was found.

The dagger flashed a chilling cold light under the dim light. There were some unknown bloodstains on the blade. The dark red marks seemed to be silently telling an unknown horror story.

In addition, there are some objects that seem ordinary but seem particularly suspicious at this moment, such as a rope of unknown purpose, which is coiled and crisscrossed like a poisonous snake ready to pounce at any time; and a handkerchief with strange marks. The marks on the handkerchief are like mysterious talismans, which make people daunted and chilling.

Someone who knew about this quickly collected the evidence to prevent it from being destroyed.

Xie Xuan'an's face instantly turned gloomy, his eyebrows knitted tightly together, and he shouted angrily: "This is not mine, someone deliberately put it here to frame me!"

His voice became hoarse with anger, like a wounded beast, and his eyes were filled with rage.

But deep in his heart, he knew clearly that all this was related to the hidden pattern between the names of the deceased, but at this moment he had to keep his mouth shut.

Xie Ran was so anxious that his face turned red and he shouted loudly: "My brother is definitely not the murderer. We have always been inseparable. He has no time to do this!"

His forehead was covered with beads of sweat that kept rolling down. The sweat seemed to be the embodiment of his inner anxiety, and his face was full of anxiety and worry.

Su Yi also stood firmly on Xie Xuan'an's side, his eyes full of trust and determination, like two warm beams of light:

"I have no doubt about Xie Xuan'an's character. This must be a conspiracy carefully planned by someone."

As she spoke, she began to carefully examine the suspicious objects, her eyes sharp and focused, trying to find some details that others had overlooked.

His intelligent brain was working rapidly, and his mind was as meticulous as a fine web, thinking about the possible logic behind this series of events.

Everyone continued to check, and when they were done, a woman shouted anxiously:

"My roommate Lin Yue hasn't come back yet! She said she went to the bathroom."

Everyone hurriedly followed the direction of the toilet. When they pushed open the toilet door, they saw Lin Yue lying on the ground, his eyes wide open in horror, as if he had seen the most horrific scene in the world, his face as pale as paper, like frost and snow in the cold winter.

There was a deep wound in her throat, and blood gushed out like a red stream, staining her clothes red.

Her hair was disheveled like a bunch of weeds, and her hands were tightly clutching her clothes, her fingertips had turned white, as if she was making a desperate struggle in the last moment of her life.

The night fell like a thick black curtain pressing down. Time passed quietly in tension and fear. Everyone was so panicked that they didn't even prepare dinner.

At this moment, Xie Ran took out a sausage from somewhere, handed it to Xie Xuan, and said softly: "Brother, fill your stomach first, we can't collapse first."

Xie Xuanan took the sausage, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. His eyes showed gratitude to his brother, as if to say, "Brother, you have grown up and stopped throwing tantrums."

At this time, Su Yi suddenly said: "We can't just wait like this, we have to think of a way." His eyes were firm, his voice was steady and powerful, and he began to organize everyone to analyze the case together.

Someone asked: "Could it be that the total number of strokes in the deceased's name follows some kind of arithmetic progression?"

Another person added: "Maybe the first letters of their names are arranged in a certain order." Another person speculated: "Is there a hidden meaning in the homophones of their names?"

Xie Xuan'an thought silently in his heart that these guesses were not right, but he remained calm on the surface. He just lowered his head slightly, his eyes deep and complex, like a bottomless pool.

At this point, the police had been waiting from morning till midnight, but they still hadn't arrived. Some people couldn't help but complain: "Did the police come here in a turtle car? It's been so long and they still haven't come!"

The crowd became increasingly restless, like a volcano about to erupt.

Su Yi did not give up. His brows were furrowed like two tightly twisted ropes, and he continued to guide everyone to think. At the same time, he carefully observed everyone's expressions and reactions, not missing any subtle changes, like a keen falcon.

Xie Ran was also there to help calm everyone's emotions. His tone was gentle but firm, like the gurgling of a stream: "Don't panic, let's think of a solution together. There will always be a way out." At the same time, he always paid attention to the movements around him, his eyes alert, like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky.

Suddenly, there was another cry of surprise. It turned out that someone had discovered a new clue, a mysterious circular symbol appeared on the wall of the cabin.

Everyone gathered around in a hurry, trying to guess the meaning of the symbol.

Xie Xuan'an also came over, seemingly concentrating on observing the symbols, but in fact he was secretly paying attention to other people's reactions with his peripheral vision.

Su Yi stared at the symbol, his brain working rapidly, trying to decipher the relationship between the symbol and the case.

Xie Ran was looking around vigilantly in the crowd, fearing that another accident might happen.

At this time, someone discovered that there were only 18 people who were supposed to be present.

"Zhou Min is missing!" A trembling voice sounded, like a candle in the wind.

"She just said she was going back to her room to get something," another person said, his voice full of uneasiness.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat and they rushed to Zhou Min's room. The door was half-open and a strong smell of blood wafted out from inside, the smell was so pungent that it made people sick.

Everyone pushed the door open carefully, and the scene before them was horrifying.

Zhou Min lay on the ground, his body twisted, like a rag doll that had been discarded at random.

There was a knife stuck in her abdomen, and blood dyed the surrounding ground red, like a bloody swamp.

Her face was full of fear and pain, and her eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling. Her eyes were so empty that they sent chills down one's spine.

Beside her were items that had been messed up, as if suggesting that she had been suddenly attacked while trying to get something.

Suddenly, the entire yacht lost power and the surroundings fell into darkness, as if falling into an endless abyss.

Everyone was so frightened that they screamed. The sounds rose and fell, interweaving into a symphony of fear in the darkness.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by, bringing with it a gust of cold wind. Everyone began to scream, their voices filled with despair.

Xie Xuan'an became alert, his muscles tensed, like a cheetah ready to pounce.

However, the black shadow disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

The atmosphere on the yacht was extremely tense. Everyone was like a frightened bird, with their hearts beating so rapidly that they seemed about to jump out of their throats.

Xie Xuan'an also noticed that the mysterious man in sunglasses had never appeared in the crowd.

That means he may not be a tourist.

Such a secretive person is undoubtedly the most suspicious, but he may be the only one who noticed it.