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Qi Shu's eyes were darker than the night.

He spoke again: "If I remember correctly, Captain Wei is 43 years old this year, and you have been the deputy captain for many years."

"Captain Wei is a respectable captain," said the deputy captain, "Our relationship has always been very good."

However, from his rigid face, Qi Yu didn't feel how good the relationship was at all.

They had all met the captain once before boarding the ship. The captain was wearing a black and white uniform with gold buttons struggling to wrap around his belly. He was a smiling and kind man.

Qi Shu sighed softly: "Mr. Vice Captain, do you know how strong the dead air is in your body?"

"It's almost like saying you killed someone."

The vice-captain's face suddenly tightened, and the wrinkles on his face trembled twice: "My mouth is full of nonsense."

Qi Shu asked: "Do you think you just made a deal with him?"

"Can I have a look at the ring finger of your right hand?" Qi Shu said again, "There must be an extra mole on it."

"You should be full of remorse and guilt now."

"Fear." Qi Shu watched the deputy captain check his ring finger almost in a panic, "Of course there are some hidden desires."

"This is not a deal, the evil spirit manipulated you."

The mate's face looked like a piece of paper that had been soaked and drained.

Sallow and wrinkled.

And panic.

"You didn't have these feelings when you killed someone. It's like being manipulated, only jealousy and hatred." Qi Shu said, "And Captain Wei scolded you uncharacteristically before you wanted to kill."

"This aggravates your unwillingness and hatred."

"Have you checked his ring finger?" Qi Shu smiled, as gentle and polite as ever, "There should be a small mole, which is the proof of being manipulated by evil spirits."

Gouyun's routine.

play off.

It's very simple, human emotions are more complicated than an overturned paint tray.

Grasp the fleeting unwillingness and magnify it, and you can harvest unexpected negative emotions.

Driven by extreme emotions to make mistakes.

At this time, Gou Yun only needs to snap his fingers with a snap to take back his control over humans.

Regret, pain will come again.

It's too simple, just use it a little, and humans will present him with a sumptuous dinner, and even a dessert after the meal.

Sure enough, the vice-captain's back, which had been tense all the time, bowed like a broken string.

He was trembling constantly, and his thin and dry figure was outlined by the black and white uniform.

He tightly held the ring finger of his right hand, as if covering up the evidence.

"Help us, we can catch him." Qi Shu's tone was sincere and full of temptation.

"That's the only thing you can do for your friend."

The deputy captain quickly regained his sanity after a brief absence. He stood up and straightened his wrinkled uniform: "What do you want to know?"

Qi Shu said: "The information of all the people on board and the current situation of the ship."

The deputy captain thought for a few seconds, then nodded decisively.

"Come with me," he said.

Qi Shu followed the deputy captain out of the lounge.

Qi Yu froze for a moment, but did not move.

Qi Shu's smile still appeared in his mind.

The deliberate, contemptuous, mastering smile.

It's like the expression a panther has when it's slowly approaching its prey that's cornered.

Like a killer.

"Ayu, go faster." Qi Shu called him in the corridor, turned around with worried expression and said, "Don't be afraid."

Qi Yu woke up with a jerk, and he shook his head to shake off the thought just now.

How could he think Qi Shu like this.

Qi Shu is obviously the best!

The deputy captain was extremely efficient, and he led the two into the cockpit.

In the cockpit, there is a structural distribution map of the entire ship and the occupancy of passengers.

There are 53 passengers in total, and [-] rooms are occupied by two people.

"Aren't the [-] open suites fully occupied?" Qi Shu asked.

The deputy captain frowned and thought for a while, "There is a penthouse suite reserved. It seems that some VIPs will board the ship on the way. They should be on Crescent Island or Emerald Island."

"Then how far are we from Crescent Island?"

The vice-captain was silent.

"Actually, I don't know."

"The instruments are down, even the satellite network equipment. We can't contact the outside world," said the deputy captain.

"What did 'he' say when he made a deal with you?" Qi Shu asked.

The deputy captain smiled wryly, and the bitterness made the corners of his mouth twitch like a twitch: "I can't remember clearly. Talking to 'him' is like being bewitched, and my mind is full of unwillingness and hatred."

"'He' seemed to say we'd make it to shore." The vice-captain closed his eyes and tried to remember, "If only a small number of passengers are lost, he'll make me triumph like a hero."

"That's all I remember." The vice-captain sighed.

His suppressed pain surged up again, like a storm congealing outside the window.

"Then do you still remember the appearance of the evil spirit?" Qi Yu poked his head out, interrupting his thoughts.

The deputy captain nodded and shook his head: "It should be a certain passenger."

"He's wearing a black suit and looks very handsome."

"But I didn't see him again in the boat."

Qi Shu took out his mobile phone and found a photo that he had just reproduced.

He zoomed in on the photo, and a handsome face appeared on the screen. It was Ji Linqiu, the third youngest of the Ji family.

The deputy captain looked at it intently for a long time, then nodded affirmatively.

"It's time for us to look at the suite on the top floor." Qi Shu said.

Just about to go out, Qi Yu turned his head and asked, "What about the crew's information?"

Qi Shu also stopped and looked at the deputy captain.

The vice-captain handed him the crew list: "There are 41 service personnel on board, ten chefs, communications navigators, first mates, second mates, and mechanics, a total of 77 staff members."

"Excluding the captain, there are 76 in total." He smiled wryly.

"The last page is a photograph," he said.

"Are you going with us?" Qi Yu asked.

The deputy captain shook his head lightly, showing a sincere smile: "I will not leave the cockpit until I go ashore."

"I did something wrong," he whispered, with a smile on his rigid face, "but I will successfully send the passengers to shore."

As soon as the two of them got on the deck, they heard a man in the hall shouting in a low voice: "It's already ten o'clock in the evening! Why don't you go to the shore?"

Another female voice added: "Isn't it only a flight of about ten hours from Shanshi Island to Xinyue Island? And now I can't contact the outside world, what happened?!"

The crew apologized again and again: "Sorry, sir and madam, we encountered some difficulties due to the weather. Our mechanics are in emergency repairs."

"Please be patient, we have the best captain and reliable sailors..."

The crew's apology was interrupted by the sound of glass shattering.

Qi Yu and Qi Shu walked in and saw that there were fragments of wine glasses scattered all over the place, and the dark golden wine inside slowly soaked the blanket.

A man gasped: "I'm here for a vacation! It's not a broken boat!"

"That's right! Did something happen on the ship! How could it be so long!" The passengers in the hall became emotional.

"Have you deviated from the course?" a woman asked worriedly, holding her hands tightly to her chest.

"The captain is dead! Don't come out and give us an explanation for such a big matter!" The angry young man cursed.

"The net is down! The fresh water is also restricted! I saw a woman's fingernails in the food! What is this! Are we trapped at sea?" The young girl with heavy make-up exclaimed to her companion.

"No..." The young man bit his nails and exchanged glances with his companion, "Is it a ghost ship?"

"Will we..." The girl swallowed the death word in her stomach.She dare not say.

It's getting worse.

The passengers' screams, roars, and children's cries were mixed with the crew's powerless efforts to stop it.

The panic of the unknown and the fear of being trapped drove them to huddle and want to go below the deck.

"We want to see the captain!"

It was not only the passengers who panicked, but also the crew.

They also don't know what's going on and must stop the commotion of passengers.

The luxurious "Ba Xia" is drifting in the lonely sea.

Black waves lapped against the hull.

The humidity and dullness in the air indicate that heavy rain is coming.

People crowded on deck like sardines out of water.

They flocked desperately to the stairs leading below the deck, blinded by fear, they needed an outlet.People are crowded and huddled together, and the warmth between people makes them feel alive.

Like this, you can be a little farther away from death.

Not everyone was crowded together, scattered men began to look for a place to park the rubber boat.

If the ship sinks...

It can't go on like this.Qi Yu thought to himself.

Qi Shu took a few steps up the stairs, and he said to Qi Yu, "Go and call Gongsunxiu. I'll go to the seventh floor first."

Qi Yu nodded, now he knew how convenient a mobile phone is.

It's not that he doesn't worry that Qi Shu will encounter danger if he acts alone, but he knows that the situation will be better with Gongsunxiu.

"Be careful, we'll be right there." After speaking, Qi Yu ran to the room.

Qi Shu only got on the seventh deck.

The seven decks of the 'Ba Xia' are in the shape of a tower, with the uppermost deck being the smallest.

Only two suites are arranged, which are distributed on both sides of the bow and stern of the ship. In the middle is a wide hall, where a Kawai nine-foot grand piano is parked.

At this time, a man was sitting in front of the piano.

He turned his back to Qi Shu.

In the dim light, his shoulders in a black suit looked broad and unrefined.

The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the hall.

Star of Baghdad.

Ethereal, soft.

Perhaps coincidentally, the song was written in 1990, the year the Gulf War broke out.Note [-]

Its softness is like the gleaners seeing the approaching black clouds on the wheat field, or like the yellow daisies blooming on the bloody soil after a bloody storm.

He didn't look back when he heard Qi Shu's footsteps.

Qi Shu didn't have the patience to listen to his narcissism.

"The third young master of the Ji family." He said.

The man slowly stopped his fingers flying on the keys, and sighed like chant: "I haven't heard such a title for a long time."

He turned around, his handsome face was exposed to the light, it was Ji Linqiu.

The author has something to say:

Note [-]: The background of the story is fictional, everyone should think that it happened in that world too.

Ji Linqiu: Generally speaking, from the description, I think I am a big shot.

Qi Yu: No, you are not.You just look better :)