I Was Once a Legend

The man was lying on his back on the bed with his eyes closed tightly. If it weren't for the blood flowing from his ears, nose and mouth, which stained the bed sheet red, he would have fallen asleep.

There was a large pool of blood at the door of the room, but there was no blood anywhere else.

Seeing Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng go in, many pilgrims couldn't wait to follow behind them, for fear that they might miss some important clues if they were too late.

Wang Que didn't dare to enter the house, Alan Dong Linhai accompanied her outside, and Lin Hangzhi went over to inspect the corpse. He just stretched out his hand to check the places where people are most likely to die, but was stopped by someone.

That person was Heinrich, and he reminded Lin Hangzhi with a smile: "If you check it rashly, it will destroy the original appearance of the corpse, right? It's better to find a professional."

"I'm a doctor." Lin Hangzhi pushed his arm aside, opened the clothes of the dead body and said, "Graduated from the medical school of Z University, eight years of undergraduate, master, and doctoral studies, and worked in a third-level hospital for nearly [-] years after graduation." For four years, I thought I was the only person here capable of examining dead bodies."

Heinrich was also savvy. He saw that Lin Hang's technique was very professional, so he stopped talking to bother Hangzhi.

There is also a man and a woman standing behind Heinrich, making sure that no one will make trouble, obviously his teammates.

Cui Zuojing walked around the room, glanced at the door out of the corner of his eye, and happened to see the indifferent man he met at noon standing among the crowd by the door, staring at the corpse on the bed, frowning.

Like him, the deceased was a pilgrim who entered the box alone. Maybe he was afraid that he would also be killed?

Cui Zuojing didn't know what was going on, but he followed the man's expression and thought about it. When the boy realized what he was doing, he rolled his eyes.

He is free.

"Male, about 35 years old, 177cm tall, Asian, without any fatal wounds on his body, and this symptom does not seem to be poisoned..." Lin Hangzhi carefully turned the head of the corpse slightly to one side, and a sparse unknown liquid flowed from it. It flowed out slowly from his ears.

Lin Hangzhi's face immediately changed.

Lin Hangzhi opened the eyelids of the corpse, pressed his temples hard again, stood up, and said to Dong Zheng: "His brain tissue has been destroyed."

Here Cui Zuojing has finished checking the room: "What?"

According to the hospital's rules, Lin Hangzhi pulled the quilt aside to cover the corpse: "It means that the brain tissue in his skull has turned into a puddle of paste, and the cerebrospinal fluid will flow out after shaking."

Cui Zuojing: "........."

"The corpse spot is obvious. He is a pilgrim, and the time of death will definitely not be before noon today. That is to say, he was killed in the room not long after entering the box."

Lin Hangzhi turned around and said to the many pilgrims who were watching him: "The deceased died of damage to the brain tissue, other than that there were no other injuries, especially the skull, which is very complete."

"What do you mean?" someone asked.

"The skull plays the most important role in protecting the brain. Excluding the possibility of his original illness, all cases of accidental damage to brain tissue in medicine are basically accompanied by certain damage to the skull. According to the crew, he did not receive any information before the discovery of the body." Any distress messages, the posture of the body and the blood at the scene also indicate that the deceased died immediately after suffering damage, so if it was murder, the murderer must not have relied on external force to kill him."

"That is to say, the murderer killed him from a distance without having a physical conflict with the deceased?"

"Yes." Lin Hangzhi wiped his hands vigorously on the bed sheet, and said, "That's probably the case. If any of you don't believe my test results, please take a look for yourself."

Normally, Lin Hangzhi would never believe his judgment on this matter, but now they are in the pure white world, in the monster box, nothing is impossible.

He sighed secretly, you said he was a doctor, but why did he start working as a forensic doctor?

The three walked out of the room together, and gestured to Linhai and the others to go.

There were too many people in the corridor. Dong Zheng's room was on the upper floor. After everyone entered the room and made sure the door was closed, they were finally able to discuss freely.

Cui Zuojing: "You said there were only 29 people at the luncheon today, and he was the one missing."

Dong Zheng: "Well, I have no impression of him."

Lin Hangzhi murmured: "It's a bit terrifying, as if some mysterious force destroyed his brain in an instant, and he died without even a chance to resist."

"The murderer may not be a human." Alan leaned against the table and said, "I don't know what monster is in the box this time, but if it is related to this, we must be careful. Except for Dong Zheng, none of us have any monsters." Sufficient mental strength."

The deceased entered the box alone. No one knew who he was or what his name was. He just died again and again in a certain corner of the world.

This incident made everyone on the ship panic, except for the pilgrims, for them, this was just the hands that tore away the illusion of luxury and prosperity.

The next day there was news from the captain - due to the requirements of the program shooting, cameras were installed in many corners of the ship, probably only the director knew the exact location of each camera, and the crew checked all the surveillance records during the time period of the incident , No one was seen coming out of the victim's room at all.

It was as if such a murderer did not exist at all.

The existence of monsters seems to have become an unspoken fact.

Even so, the filming of the program must continue as usual. Such a luxurious voyage is expensive, and the director has a task to do. If he cannot produce a good program, neither he nor the sponsors behind it will want to see the consequences .

As a prisoner, Cui Zuojing was not assigned a room and slept with Dong Zheng. Fortunately, the bed in the room was big enough for the two of them to sleep.

He likes to sleep without clothes, and his whole body is naked with only a pair of underpants. Anyway, he and Dong Zheng have been familiar with each other for almost three months, so there is nothing to avoid suspicion.

But Dong Zheng doesn't seem to think so.

"Obviously there are pajamas, why don't you wear them?"

"It's so tiring and uncomfortable to sleep in clothes." Cui Zuojing took it for granted, "If I didn't take into account that you are still here, would I not even wear pants?"

Dong Zheng: "……………………"

Without giving him another chance to speak, Cui Zuojing quickly untied his trousers and kicked them aside, rolled around on the bed, hugged the quilt and covered himself.

"Turn off the light, please," he said.

For Cui Zuojing, it was a very comfortable and comfortable night to sleep. Dong Zheng didn't chatter, grind his teeth or turn over randomly at night, he was very quiet.

When he woke up the next day, Dong Zheng had already gotten up, and the man was standing at the door, getting his identity card and assassination target for this round of the game from the staff.

Cui Zuojing sank half of his face in the pillow, squinting to see Dong Zheng close the door and turn around, the morning sun came in through the curtains, caressing his cheeks and exposed shoulders and arms.

This bed, this quilt, and this slightly bumpy feeling are so comfortable.

"Mission card?"

As soon as Dong Zheng raised his eyes, he saw that most of Cui Zuojing's body was exposed outside the quilt. He couldn't hold back his eyes from lingering on the young man's collarbone, and continued to look down at the words on the card: "Well, my assassination target is the clock." Craftsman, you must use a water glass, reminding him that his mother tongue is not English."

"Do you want me to help?"

"No, there should be no need to take the show too seriously, it's not the main line of the box."

Cui Zuojing nodded. He rubbed his eyes and got up, put on only a pair of trousers, took Dong Zheng's sunglasses, and ran to the open-air balcony to bask in the sun.

The scope of filming is everywhere except the power cabin, including the living area.Most of the people were performing cooperatively. The young man cocked his feet, drank lemonade with a straw in his mouth, and watched the play with Victor, who was lying on the small round table.

The filming was not as easy as Dong Zheng imagined. The monitoring on the ship could not capture all the images the director wanted, so a cameraman was arranged to follow the filming. During the program, everyone had to ignore the cameras that followed them all the time. The teacher and the camera will do.

After being discussed by the ship's management, the victim's body was cleaned up and thrown into the sea. Their voyage will continue for two months. Even if the body is refrigerated in a freezer and buried on the shore, it will take too long.

The sea is the most natural grave.

After two days of filming, the first round of activities came to an end soon.Dong Zheng No.20 was eliminated. He "died" by an umbrella "assassination" while eating - in fact, he was hit on the head by an umbrella flying over.

It was the Argentine girl who had been following Heinrich all the time who killed him. She blew a kiss to Dong Zheng, picked up her umbrella, and went to find her next target.

Casualties were allowed during the filming of the show, but until the end of the first round, there were only some people who were slightly injured by cutting their hands with a table knife.

Everyone is a pilgrim, knowing how to preserve their strength, and wisely did not choose internal friction when the main storyline has not been announced.

But seeing this harmonious scene, the director should be quite disappointed.

Rest on the fourth day. Regarding the process of the next round of the game, the program team took the time to sort out the materials they shot.

It was also at this time that the crew in charge of the food warehouse discovered something was wrong—the loss of food on board was more than that used in the dining room.

He carefully counted the remaining reserves, and the missing food was about five days' worth for three people.

And it took five days for Gabriel II to set off from Canada.

The crew reported the matter to the first mate, and after carefully questioning all the restaurants and bars, the first mate came to an obvious conclusion——

There were stowaways on board, at least three.

"Stowaways? Then find them out!" Director Asker said without thinking about it. He felt extremely angry. In his opinion, the murderer who killed one of his guests and ruined the perfection of the show , has already defaulted to those hateful stowaways.

"You think too simple." The first officer shook his head. The ship is too big. The cruise ship with a passenger capacity of 4398 people counts less than 600 crew members. There are not enough manpower. Even if there is a comprehensive search, there will be many people who cannot be found to the place.

"Otherwise let them stay on the ship, keep stealing our food, and land in France in two months?" Asker waved his hands excitedly, "Please, they have already killed one of us, who can guarantee the next one?" Not yourself?"

"Don't be so excited." The first officer frowned and pressed him on the seat, saying:

"We have already figured out a way. Next, the crew will strictly control the food on board. If there is no food, the stowaways will show their feet sooner or later. When there are hundreds of us, can't we catch the three of them?"