Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"Thank you for your advice. I'm Winnet Moriarty."

"Just call me Sophia." Sophia added, "We may be partners in the future."

Partner? It seems that she misunderstood. Winnett did not intend to focus on running the business. But she thought about it again, and Suo Wei Ya was probably the candidate to be placed in Durant's Japanese branch.

Not only does she own shares, she also wants to be the one with real power. She is a woman with a strong personality. Winnet also understands her previous actions.

"Is it okay to hold hands for so long?" Shirley said in German, and when Winnet didn't understand, she switched to Chinese.

This time Winnet understood, but her Chinese became a little rusty, mainly reflected in her accent. "How many languages ​​do you know?"

"Who knows?" Shirley shrugged.

The conversation between the two of them left the rest of the group confused. Winnett knew that at this point in time, the international community was not that enthusiastic about learning Chinese. Even the Japanese, except for those studying Chinese linguistics, could probably only understand "hello", "thank you", and "xiaolongbao".

"Is it Chinese?" The blond man was very excited and did one of Bruce Lee's signature moves.

After seeing his performance, Winnet immediately had the impression that he was harmless.

"Hello," he said in broken Chinese, switching back to English, "I'm Clyde, two beautiful ladies."

Suzuki Ayako stepped forward and explained, "These two are also willing to join our filming."

Most likely it was a request from a member of the film club. Given Suzuki Ayako's personality, she probably wouldn't make such an abrupt request. Winette greeted them one by one, and she saw Shirley pick up the drink on the table and pour it into a cup.

"We're going to add more shots, is that ok?"

Suzuki Ayako gave an apologetic smile and explained the details: "The president said there is no problem, it's just that new shots have been added, and with more people, the expressiveness will also increase."

Clyde was keen on discussing things related to the film. During the meeting, the two new members introduced themselves in more detail. They were all managers of the Japanese branch to be established. Once she inherited the shares, she would be the chairman of the Durant Group. Winnett felt that it was probably because they knew that she was involved in the filming of the short film that they agreed so readily.

Before the dinner started, they had been discussing the content and issues of the shooting.

It was not until the lighting changed that Gladstone Edwards walked onto the stage. An elderly man in butler's clothes beside him helped him adjust the microphone.

A tall and thin old man, about fifty years old, with thin cheeks, a capable and iron-blooded look, and a meticulously trimmed moustache.

Edward saluted the guests, and after a brief opening speech, he blessed everyone in a Christian way. "I believe you all already know that I have something important to announce today."

"My good friend, Bridget Moriarty, was the largest shareholder of the Durant Group. He unfortunately passed away more than half a year ago. He was a cautious man, and many years ago, he entrusted his will to me, leaving all his property to his daughter, Miss Winnet Moriarty, who was fostered in the church. However, she is only seventeen years old, so it will take some time for her to officially inherit the shares."

"I will introduce her to you at this dinner." Edward immediately found Winnett in the audience and said, "Please come up, Miss Moriarty."

Just like when she was a kid and used to treat the audience as carrots as a way to relieve stress, Miss Winnett felt that since she couldn't see clearly anyway, she just treated everyone as marshmallows; imitating the dignified manners she had developed in church, Winnett walked onto the stage.

She first confirmed Shirley's position with her eyes, and then performed church etiquette for the guest.

At this moment, the lights in the entire banquet hall suddenly went out, causing a commotion. Winette couldn't help but feel a little worried. It would be terrible if Shirley was injured by those panicked people.

The commotion lasted only a moment, and soon someone drew aside the thick curtains in front of the restaurant windows, letting in the faint light from outside; Edward told his old butler to contact the crew and check the power room.

Then, the sound of retching was heard in the venue.

Immediately, a scream resounded throughout the venue.

About fifteen or sixteen seconds later, the ship regained power and the banquet hall was bright again. Winnet looked at Shirley's position again, confirmed Shirley's blurry figure, and then turned her attention back to the scene.

The same female voice as before shouted: "Someone's dead!"

The location was in the corner of the restaurant near the door, very close to the exit. The crowd dispersed around the body.

Edward (Burgundy) frowned. He didn't expect that he would make a mistake even in such a small task. If he upset Abbes and there were problems in handling the matter, he might even be accused of incompetence.

"Carter, please contact the Canadian police immediately and ask them to send a helicopter over."

After that, he took the initiative to persuade the passengers to leave the scene and wait in the lounge that had not yet been opened; Shirley at the table did not move, and several young people also stayed, as well as several middle-aged people. Winnet walked down the stage and came to the vicinity of the deceased.

"There are no obvious external injuries. Is it poisoning?"

Winnet happened to hear the voice of Odysseus, whom she had met on the deck in the afternoon.

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ps: 23 chapters are owed

107 True and False Knight (V)

Odysseus picked up a white handkerchief, picked up the broken pieces of the cup on the ground, looked at them, put them down again, and then stood up.

Winnet saw this and was surprised. "Are you also a detective, Mr. Odysseus?"

"No, but I think finding out the cause of his death will also help our safety," he explained. "As a reporter who travels around the world all year round, I occasionally encounter similar incidents and have accumulated some experience. Besides, reporters are a group of people with strong curiosity."

At this time, Shirley came over with the decorative silverware and touched the wine on the ground that had not yet dried up with a fork.

"It doesn't look like a sulfide poison." Shirley sniffed and judged.

"There's no almond flavor, and the likelihood of cyanide is low."

"Little girl, this is very dangerous." Odysseus warned.

At this time, Edward also came over and asked the butler Carter to move the seats around, but Odysseus refuted him.

"Mr. Edward, we should maintain the integrity of the scene."

"Odysseus, you are here too." He greeted Carter and stopped him. "I have contacted the Canadian police, but they said they can only come tomorrow morning. Oh, Stanley is such a poor guy. He used to have a good relationship with your father... I can't bear to see his miserable state."

The identity of the deceased has been revealed. His name is Wagner Stanley. He is one of the shareholders of the Durant Group, but only a small shareholder, just like Odysseus's father. They used to be good friends.

Odysseus showed a sad expression.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Edward said to the people present, "You should all go to the lounge or return to your cabins. It is best not to go out or have contact with strangers. The Canadian police will arrive early tomorrow morning."

"No, Mr. Edward." Odysseus retorted again, "We should first find out the cause of this gentleman's death and infer the murderer's motive, so as to ensure that other passengers are not harmed."

"This……"

"At present, we can determine that there is no conventional poison in the wine glass." Shirley interrupted, "But we can't be sure that it is not a neurotoxin. If it is, it means that the murderer had planned it in advance and was well prepared."

"From the deceased's behavior, his pupils were obviously dilated, and he was in a state of panic before his death. His shoulders were pulled inward, which is likely due to tachycardia, and he may have a history of heart disease. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, he may have had convulsions before his death."

After saying this, Shirley added calmly: "My aspiration is medicine, and I have learned a lot of knowledge."

Although it was not very profound knowledge, the Internet was not very popular at that time, so people around were very surprised. Because Sulli looked like a child.

The aura is really strong, Winnet thought to herself.

Odysseus took a handkerchief and searched the dead man's pocket, and found only a luxury lighter and a pack of cigarettes.

As he put the items back to their original places, he asked Elva, "Excuse me, what is Mr. Stanley's cabin number?"

"Carter." Edward called his butler.

"Mr. Stanley lives in room 207. He did not bring any relatives with him," Carter replied.

"No relatives with you, right?" Winnet confirmed.

"Yes, Miss." Carter knew Winnet's status. Edward had previously instructed him to treat Winnet as Edward's daughter.

"How many other passengers are there?"

"Except Mr. Stanley, there are no relatives. There are Mr. Dotak, Baron Alman, and Miss Sophia and Mr. Claude in front of you." Carter added, "And Mr. Odysseus."

"What does this have to do with us? Do you think we might be involved in the murder case just because of this?" Sophia said unhappily.

Winnet asked this question because this trip itself is a vacation. There are indeed travelers who go alone, but the invitation letter specifically states that relatives and friends can come with them, which will give gentlemen who pursue respectability an additional psychological tendency; gentlemen who come alone either have no one to invite, or have special circumstances, or for some other purpose.

This is just broad speculation.

Winnet considered the matter from the perspective of the criminal. If the murderer was an extremely confident person, he would most likely have come alone. He chose the banquet as the scene for the murder, which indirectly reflected the murderer's confidence. Not only that, he was deliberately allowed to die in public. If it was not necessary for the method, there is a more than 60% chance that it was revenge.

Or, announce to everyone that this is just the beginning.

"I didn't say that," Winnet explained, "but it's unlikely that a murderer who had prepared to kill people would bring relatives and friends to the ship. Of course, he could have brought someone who didn't know about it to cover it up."

"Clyde and I are planning to take up new positions at a company in Japan, so we didn't invite any relatives or friends," Sophia said.

"As for me, I want to negotiate the sale of shares on the ship," Odysseus also said.

Edward also explained Mr. Dotak mentioned by Carter: "Dotak got divorced not long ago and was blackmailed by his ex-wife for a large sum of money. His children are studying in Australia, and he came with me this time just to relax. As far as I know, he and Stanley have no personal grudges."

"In this way, there is only one Baron Alman left." Odysseus mentioned.

Edward couldn't help but frowned when he heard the name. He called Carter and whispered in his ear, drawing everyone's attention to the two of them.

"Baron Alman passed away last week, and his youngest son inherited his title. I just confirmed with Carter that someone among the guests did use Baron Alman's invitation. I think that person should be his heir."

Winnet also whispered to Edward, "Have you seen the heir?"

Edward shook his head.

Winette vaguely felt that Baron Alman was related to this incident. A person who no one had ever seen or even had a specific impression of boarded the ship.

But she did not say it explicitly, but agreed with Odysseus's point of view.

"We should indeed check Stanley's room. Maybe we can find some clues."

"But I think these are things that should be done by the police."

Edward refuted Winnett, "If we collect evidence randomly, there is a possibility of damaging the scene. Besides, there is no obvious poison in the wine glass, and Stanley has a history of heart disease, so it is possible that he suddenly fell ill and died suddenly."

Odysseus pondered over the corpse like a detective.

"By the way, Mr. Edward. What caused the malfunction in the power room?"

"It should be just a minor malfunction," Edward explained. "The same thing happened before. It might be that a confused electrician connected the wrong wires. There is a backup power system on the ship, so there is no need to worry."

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108 True and False Knight (VI)

Winnett captured the details and found that the power outage had happened before and it was very likely a rehearsal by the suspect.

However, how could the murderer determine the time of Stanley's death to within a dozen seconds?

Winnett was not in a position to examine the body carefully, but according to Odysseus, there were no obvious wounds on the surface of the body. After hearing Shirley's judgment, she believed that the cause of Stanley's death was not poisoned wine, because there were probably only a few types of cyanide that could kill so quickly.

Nerve poisons have a much slower onset of action, and unless the victim is injected, it is difficult to cause sudden death within just one or two minutes.

"Perhaps the power outage was just an accident." Carter added, "All the guests on board are here. Only Baron Alman is unwell. He informed the staff through the intercom that he would arrive later."

The name of Alman was mentioned again and again. Edward also had some doubts. He asked Carter to go to the lounge to confirm whether Baron Alman was present, and then decided to go to Alman's room in person.

"Mr. Edward, please allow us to check Mr. Stanley's cabin." Odysseus requested again.

"If we can find out something from the investigation, I believe it will also reduce the panic of the passengers."

Winnet expressed the idea of ​​investigating together. She was very interested in the murderer. It was a game, and the person being chased was already on the stage, so a detective or a righteous policeman was needed to chase him.

The murder at the dinner party seemed to Winnett like a provocative declaration, like a prelude to Schubert's Devil.

Just the beginning. She thought that was what the killer was trying to say.

Edward glanced at Winette. He felt that if Ablis really had a keen intuition and a meticulous mind as Vermouth said, it should not be difficult to solve this murder case. He was also very curious whether this little girl who inherited the title of Ablis was as good as her predecessor Ablis.

"Ok."

Edward intended to lead the way, and he had to personally intervene and resolve the matter to maintain his honor as the host.

"Excuse me, can we go with you?" asked Chikako Ikeda.

Suzuki Ayako looked like she wanted to stop her, but she had already blurted out the words; Ota Masaru, who usually looked frivolous, had a look of fear on his face and looked like he didn't want to go.

"I also want to see what kind of surprises this 'temporary' 'Detective' can bring us." The blond and blue-eyed Clyde said sarcastically. He did not have this attitude towards others.

Odysseus obviously knew Clyde. He asked, "Little Clyde, how is your brother?"

"When you betrayed his dream, we became strangers."

There seemed to be an unpleasant memory here. Instead of discussing the matter in depth, everyone moved towards Stanley's room.

On the way, Shirley walked beside Winnet and whispered softly.

"What's wrong? Are you going to change your career and become a detective?"

"No," Winnett replied excitedly, "I'm only interested in the murderer. It's obvious that the murderer deliberately let him die at the party."

"It's such a dangerous thing, there's nothing to be happy about. Forget it, as long as you don't die."

Shirley poked Winnet's side with a lazy expression. Although she disliked Winnet's initiative to get involved in the crisis, it was harmless this time. She was sure that the murderer would be confused by Winnet's appearance, and even if he pointed a knife or a gun at Winnet, he would be counterattacked at first sight.

Who would have thought that a woman with impaired vision and a gentle and soft appearance was actually a pervertedly powerful killer?

Shirley already felt that the murderer was an unlucky guy.