The lover that gravity makes is wrong

People in the world often say that a mayfly shaking a big tree is ridiculous.

But they forget that in many cases, the collapse of a behemoth starts from the tiniest part.

——"Major Maid, the latest news from the Security Department! It's a success! The gentleman agreed to provide us... said to be from a port called Yokohama in Japan..."

When the sky on the sea was only slightly bright, and the guests on board were still immersed in the carnival dreams of the previous night, a waitress with gorgeous facial features couldn't wait to knock on the head maid's room on the sixth floor.

The clothes on her body were messy and scattered, and the bruises from the burn not long ago still remained on her neck.

But at this moment, the woman's silent eyes were no longer lifeless.

On the contrary, it is like a ignited oil pool, revealing the ominous flame of burning life, like a ghost under the abyss of despair, finally waiting for a strand of spider silk hanging from the sky.

"Great...great!"

She excitedly grabbed the sleeve of the head maid, and excitedly shared the good news with her friends.

The woman was so excited that when she spoke, she trembled excitedly from her fingertips to her loose hair behind her.

"Really? That's good news indeed."

The elder head maid leaned over and patted the back of the bartender with his palm.

Even the stern and serious face that made all men shy away from him in the past has softened a little.At this moment, she is not so much a strict and strict head maid, but a gentle mother.

The head maid patted the woman on the back until she finally calmed down and stopped trembling all over. She looked at the woman approvingly and said with a smile,

"You did a great job, Angel, go and tell more people about this good news."

The gorgeous bartender was startled, but she immediately reacted.

She jumped up from the chair, rubbed her hands vigorously, and was about to run out the door.

"Yes! That's right...you have to tell everyone the good news!"

Seeing that the woman was about to run away without a trace, the head maid hurriedly stopped her, and said in a low voice: "Come back! Put on your clothes before leaving!"

"Hey! I see, Mama the head maid!"

The stern bartender brushed her hair casually, straightened her collar, and ran away laughing.

The elderly head maid gently watched the woman running away from her back until she could no longer see her, then put away the calm expression on her face.

【Mom...? 】

【No, she was never a qualified mother, and she was also a failed wife, otherwise she wouldn't even have Jane...】

The head maid took a deep breath, walked to the mirror a few steps, and began to comb her hair.

But until the third time, when she still couldn't even do the simplest twist, she finally gave up and threw away the comb in her hand, and spread her hands on the table, letting them tremble like Parkinson's.

Wheel of Hope.

This ship is full of despair.

At the same time, it is also full of countless avengers who have lost their cherished people and gathered together.

In the beginning, there was only the head maid.

But slowly, there are more and more people like her.

Catering, kitchen, guest room, entertainment, casino, security check...

A luxury cruise ship built like the Titanic needs too many staff members. Every year, the old ones disappear and new ones come in.Although the defense is strict, it is not without opportunities.

Everyone was silent, silent, until there were more and more tacit "vengeance ghosts" on the cruise ship, almost filling all the posts on the cruise ship, they remained silent.

Like ghosts, watch these brutes who come to party every year, waiting for a wonderful opportunity.

They don't know how long they have to wait.

But it doesn't matter, they have plenty of patience.

Fortunately, at this moment, the opportunity finally came.

Japan, Yokohama.

The head maid has worked on this cruise ship for a long enough time, so long that she can already use these two words to determine the origin of the kind-hearted people who are willing to provide "supplies".

Another batch of guys who are good enough to go to hell.

But it doesn't matter, as long as they can achieve their goals, they are even willing to sell their souls to the devil.

The elderly and solemn head maid quietly stared at herself in the mirror, until her trembling hands returned to normal, then she picked up the comb again, and unhurriedly gave herself an old-fashioned and rigorous hairstyle.

"We're going to hell."

"But before that, we'll send those beasts to hell first."

*****

time back to now

In the golden and splendid banquet hall

Standing on the stage, Hyoudou Kazun led the guests and raised their wine glasses high.

"Regard the glory——"

"Glory!"

One hundred and three gorgeously dressed guests, under the smiling eyes of countless "revenge ghosts" at the scene, raised their glasses without knowing it, then bent their arms, and slowly brought the mouth of the glass close to their lips, when they were about to drink it all ——

"That's it!"

The door of the banquet hall was pushed open from the outside.

Everyone turned their heads in astonishment, looking in the direction of the person coming.Kazun Hyoudou, whose speech was interrupted on the stage, frowned unhappily, appraising this unexpected guest who suddenly broke into the banquet scene.

The visitor stood at the junction of the corridor and the hall, and the dim and brilliant lights fell at the same time. Between the light and the darkness, people could not see his face clearly, but the tall silhouette made some tourists on the fifth floor feel like It looks familiar.

"President Hyoudou, I'm sorry to disturb your banquet with everyone. But we found that some gangsters mixed poison in the food. Please suspend the banquet immediately and cooperate with our investigation."

"poison?!"

"What...these are poisonous??"

"Quick! Put it down!"

There was an uneasy commotion among the guests.

It happened to coincide with five consecutive murders, and many tourists put down their wine glasses and whispered to each other with an attitude that they would rather believe it.

At the same time, the waiter and head maid standing in the corner of the banquet hall slowly turned their heads. Their ghostly and emotionless gazes fell lightly on the person who came. There is substance.

"Poison?" Unexpectedly, the other party would say such words, Hyoudou Kazun was obviously taken aback for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly, covering the cold light in his eyes with a cheerful smile,

"Excuse me, may I ask who you are?"

The visitor raised his feet and approached the banquet hall. Bright and dazzling lights hit his body, illuminating the visitor's resolute silhouette and handsome facial features.

Black hair, square black-rimmed glasses, and a small mustache on his lips.

"Excuse me, I'm Yusaku Kudo, a detective."

*****

At the same time, the upper deck of the cruise ship

Sanzi and Nakahara Nakaya stood by the handrail of the large oak staircase. The ordinary tourists on the second and third floors gathered together with inexplicable faces. Some women hugged their children and coaxed them. A man stopped the passing crew members and asked loudly what happened. .

But everyone is busy, and can only roughly tell the story that "the cruise ship's engine has flooded, and tourists are being arranged to disembark".

Water in the engine?disembark?

The tourists on the second and third floors were confused.

Unlike the "players" on other levels or the rich people participating in the game, these boat passengers are pure tourists.With the mood of traveling abroad, they signed up to experience a legendary luxury cruise that was compared to the "Titanic".

but……

This comparison, is it also imitating the sinking ship?

Everyone looked puzzled, but due to the pressure of the scene, they shut their mouths again, unable to say anything.

"Hey, this event looks strangely formal, you see, there are even mafia!"

One of the tourists pointed in surprise at the black suits gathered not far away.

"Oh! Then, that is the legendary princess? Rose?"

Another pointed to the brown-haired woman who had been carefully placed in a lifeboat, sleeping.

"When did Rose become a princess? She is the daughter of a nobleman, okay! Have you read the original book seriously?"

"Eh? But that '□□Princess', does she look a bit like that female star? Teng Feng has Xizi?"

"I told you it's not the princess—"

The tourists didn't take it seriously, and regarded everything as an "immersive shipwreck activity" arranged by the organizer, but the atmosphere on the staff side was obviously not so lively and relaxed.

Numerous crew members ran on the deck, and lifeboats were quickly lowered one after another.

"Winch, pay attention to the operation of the winch."

"Hurry up! This group of people must be sent away before..."

Said the crew quickly, they quickly lifted the cover of the lifeboat and lowered a lifeboat on the davit.

Everything seemed tense and orderly. It was hard to imagine that such a quick response arrangement came from the "whim" of a red-haired girl.

How could it really be a whim?

Of course it was intentionally arranged.

Outside the crowd, Zhong Yuanzhong also spread out his hand, in the palm of his hand was a note that was found by the third son not long ago.

There was a vague sentence written on it in English, which roughly meant, at [-]:[-] p.m. the next day, go to the manager of the security department and tell him that the plan will start.

"Where did you come from?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also turned to look at the third son and asked.

The third son gestured for the shape of the cheongsam, and said pointedly: "The owner of the identity I borrowed gave it to me."

"The original owner of the identity..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked back and forth at the note, his cobalt blue pupils were thoughtful.

This is probably another evidence of the "complicity of all members".

A few minutes ago, when the third son advised the Kudou and his wife to get off the boat and leave as soon as possible, they naturally refused.

"Miss Sanzi, although I am very grateful for your kindness, I still have something to do."

Yusaku Kudo insisted, "They shouldn't take revenge in such a tragic way of betting the rest of their lives. I'm going to stop them."

"but……"

Yusaku Kudo, who was righteous one second before, finished speaking the next second, glanced at his wife who shared the same hatred with him, then stretched out his hand and pushed behind, gently pushing Yukiko Kudo to the side of the third son,

"I'm counting on you if you have Xizi."

Kudo Yukiko was furious: "...?!"

What did she hear? !

Kudo Yukiko's eyes widened in disbelief: "Say it again? Yusaku Kudo!"

"Sorry, Yukiko."

Facing his wife's fury, the black-haired novelist said affectionately without guilt, "Only you, I don't want you to be in danger."

"Oh~!"

A red-haired girl who was watching couldn't help but make a wonderful sound.

...and then he was hit on the head by the hand knife of the red-haired boy who taught him a lesson.

"It hurts!"

The third son cried out in pain, and touched the top of his head a little depressed.

Speaking of which, since staying overnight that day, has Mr. Zhong Yuan suddenly become a lot more 'unceremonious'?

He was not like this before, "hands and feet" without saying a word.

The red-haired ghost girl rubbed her head aggrievedly, her heart was full of doubts.

On the other hand, Yukiko Kudo, who has been a husband and wife for many years, obviously does not intend to accept her husband's set.

"Kudo Yusaku, don't think that you can get away with it, let me tell you, if you dare..."

Kudo Yukiko put her hands on her hips, and before she could finish her threatening words, Kudo Yusaku suddenly leaned over and lowered her head, and gently kissed the chattering red lips in front of her, successfully preventing her wife from uttering a word.

The third son opened his eyes wide with knowledge: "Oh... no, Mr. Zhongyuan! Don't cover my eyes! I'm an adult, I want to see!"

Zhong Yuan was also indifferent: "No, you didn't."

When the red-haired girl finally managed to remove the palm covering her eyes, the affectionate parting scene of the Kudou couple was over, well, at the cost of one party being caught off guard.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Miss Sanko." Kudo Yusaku handed over his sleeping wife to Sanko.

"Mr. Kudo,"

The third son hugged the tea-haired woman horizontally with both arms, and said with a complicated expression, "Give my wife sleeping pills while kissing, and be careful when you get home and kneel on the washboard."

"Haha, thanks for the reminder." Kudo Yusaku smiled wryly.

If you just kneel on the washboard, it's fine.

Yusaku Kudo talked about the business: "Speaking of which, Ms. Sanzi, the cruise ship is still in motion, but you keep mentioning 'disembarking'. Is there an early arrangement?"

"It's not me who made the arrangements." The third son said pointedly.

She wanted to take out the note in her pocket, but when she moved her arm, she remembered that she was still holding Kudo Yukiko in her arms, so she couldn't spare any time.

So the red-haired girl could only turn sideways, and said to Zhongya Zhongya naturally: "Mr. Zhongyuan, help me get it, it's in the hidden pocket of the skirt behind the waist."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The long silence of the ochre-haired boy caused the third son to turn around and ask strangely, "What's wrong? Teacher Zhongyuan, can't you find it?"

"..."

"........."

——Is this a question of whether it can be found?

Nakahara stared at a red-haired idiot with his mouth open, and wanted to yell into the other's ear, but considering that there was still a sleeping lady at the scene, the young gravity user could only take a deep breath haggardly, raised his head and trembled. His hands pressed down on his temples.

There was an inexplicable sigh in his tone, and that numb to blank expression seemed to be saying, it's okay, he's used to it, hehe.

But even if he got used to it, the unknown heat still couldn't help coming to his ears.

"Hurry up, Teacher Zhongyuan!" The third son urged.

"Shut up! You idiot!" Zhong Yuanzhong replied in a low voice angrily.

He gritted his teeth to hold back his emotions, quickly glanced at the girl's slender waistline, then quickly looked away, showing the speed and momentum of killing the enemy——!

Stretching out two fingers, he took out a folded note from Sanzi's back pocket.

Yusaku Kudo: ...I have to say, if it wasn't for the urgent time, this romantic comedy would be quite exciting.