I Was Once a Legend

Gabriel II is undoubtedly an extremely luxurious cruise ship, with 11 distinctive restaurants, 7 bars, double-decker luxury single rooms, theaters, galleries, golf courses, basketball courts, swimming pools, and masquerading as chess and card rooms. Casinos, surfing, tropical rainforest-themed gardens, regular acrobatics and magic shows... everything is so luxurious that everyone is at a loss.

Except for Dong Zheng and Dong Linhai.

The rich second-generation brothers once sat with their parents on the Allure of the Seas, one of the few oasis-class luxury cruise ships in the world, and participated in an extravagant party for the rich on the Caribbean route. Gabriel II was a little less luxurious. Not as good as Allure of the Seas.

So when Alan dragged Lin Hangzhi around the 11 restaurants excitedly after the meal, Dong Linhai was showing Wang Que around, while Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng were lying on the railing, looking at the blue sea, blue sky, white clouds and seabirds , blowing the sea breeze.

This is a tourist voyage, the speed of the cruise ship is not fast, the wind blows Cui Zuojing very comfortably, squinting his eyes and asked: "How rich is your family?"

Dong Zheng was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and even wore a Rolex on his wrist. He looked like an upper-class nobleman: "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"Of course it's true."

"The company started by my father and his partner is now listed on NASDAQ in the United States."

On Nasdaq in the United States, there are currently only about 100 Chinese companies listed there.When Cui Zuojing heard this, he was shocked: "I'm going, is it so scary? Which company's prince are you?"

Dong Zheng said a name that almost everyone in the real world knows.

Cui Zuojing gasped, and could only choke out a sentence: "Awesome."

Dong Zheng smiled: "But it's all my father's money, and it has nothing to do with me. Apart from having a little share in the company, I also start my own business."

Cui Zuojing asked curiously, "How is it?"

"Currently I have a house in Shanghai. Although it is not in the city center, I earned all the money to buy the house, and... the full amount."

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

The two young brothers patted Dong Zheng on the shoulder, and then hugged him. He was more than ten centimeters shorter than Dong Zheng. This action was a bit strange, more like a person hanging on Dong Zheng: "When I go out in the future, my life will be the same for the rest of my life." It's all up to you, with your financial strength, it shouldn't be a problem to raise me, right?"

Dong Zheng lowered his head and glanced, the boy's black eyes were full of expectation, he turned his head, continued to look at the vast and boundless sea, and said: "No problem, it's enough to keep you."

He said the words that should have been a joke, but there was no hint of a joke.

But the person he told it to didn't realize it at all, and was completely immersed in the silly joy that if he could get out, he wouldn't have to struggle for the rest of his life.

Dong Zheng sighed silently.

Dong Linhai and Wang Que were walking along the long gallery.

Most of them are oil paintings, many of them are works by famous masters, but Dong Linhai doesn't know anything about them, he just thinks they are quite beautiful.

Wang Que looked very carefully, standing in front of each painting for a long time, staring at every brushstroke—the change of light and shadow, the interlacing of light and dark, the contrast of colors, every detail was reflected in her eyes.

Dong Linhai was waiting on the side, but he didn't feel bored.

He can't read paintings, but there are pretty girls who can read them.

Walking to the middle of the gallery, Dong Linhai had an idea: "I remember that there is a studio on the ship, do you want to go and have a look? I haven't seen you painting yet."

Wang Que turned her head to look at him, and there was obviously a trace of eagerness in her eyes, but she shook her head with a smile and said, "I haven't drawn for a long time."

"Aren't you going to try it?" Dong Linhai was a little disappointed.

Wang Que just smiled and continued to look at the painting.

Her right hand hanging by her side began to tremble uncontrollably, and she could only hold her wrist tightly with her left hand so as not to be noticed by Dong Linhai.

On the first day of entering the box, there was no mandatory arrangement except for the table book with the staff. Cui Zuojing followed Dong Zheng to every restaurant, and tasted everything he wanted to eat. I stopped moving, and went to the sea golf course to learn golf from him.

I have to take advantage of the opportunity to spend a while, and I don’t know how long it will take for the main storyline to start. If I go to the island before I can play it all, wouldn’t it be a big loss?

Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing said what the director said, and that there were only 29 pilgrims present at the time, Cui Zuojing said: "I met a man in the corridor at that time, the lesser one may be He's, um... probably lost?"

Dong Zheng: "Probably not, I have seen him in the restaurant, and I have a little impression."

Before the main quest is finished, the pilgrims are very wary of each other. Who knows if they need to fight each other for this box.

Cui Zuojing observed, the pilgrims of 30 people besides their wonton splitter team, there are about six teams, and there are a few "loose people" without teams, the indifferent man Cui Zuojing met in the corridor in the morning is one of them.

Everyone doesn't have much contact with each other at the moment. When they meet, they just nod at most and guard against each other. Some of them are vicious and vicious.

Cui Zuojing prides himself on his strength, even in the face of extremely terrifying monsters, but he does not dare to let go of his guard against others.

During this period of time, he was quite vigilant and stayed with Dong Zheng all the time.

The accident happened at ten o'clock in the evening.

Cui Zuojing was stud in the chess and card room, playing crazy, his whole face was slightly flushed with excitement.Dong Zheng played with him on the opposite side, he was very calm in comparison, and the two used cherries as chips.

Cui Zuojing ate while playing, and quickly ate up all his chips.The fruits prepared on the boat were all top quality. Before he had eaten enough, he looked at Dong Zheng's face and slowly stretched out his hand, holding two of Dong Zheng's chips in his hand, ready to bet on Dong Zheng at any time. Hold back when showing reluctance.

Dong Zheng couldn't laugh or cry with the cunning of "exploring at the edge of danger" on the young man's face. He pushed his own cherry plate over and said, "It's okay, let's eat."

Cui Zuojing was satisfied.

A sailor hurried into the chess room and shouted: "Gentlemen and ladies, something bad happened, please go to the first-class cabins, we need to check everyone."

Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng looked at each other, lifted the secret card between himself and Dong Zheng, and found that he lost again: "What happened?"

Is the story finally about to unfold?Dong Zheng stood up, put down the sleeves of his shirt that reached to his elbows, and put on the suit jacket on the back of the chair: "Let's go, go and have a look."

Allen and the others were watching a performance in the theater, and when they rushed to the first-class cabin, everyone gathered.

The crew, the staff of the program team, and even the chief mate gathered in the corridor. Among them, the door of a cabin was closed tightly, and they didn't know what was going on inside.

"What's wrong?" Dong Linhai asked.

Nobody knows.

Cui Zuojing, who was standing closest and whose five senses had been strengthened, smelled an unusual smell and frowned.

"The smell of blood." He whispered.

Beside him was a Western man wearing glasses, who nodded when he heard Cui Zuojing's voice, and added: "Someone died."

Cui Zuojing couldn't help looking up at him. The man was about 27 or [-] years old, with blond hair and blue eyes, not tall, and average appearance.

Seeing Cui Zuojing's eyes, he smiled at the young man and stretched out his hand: "Get to know each other? My name is Heinrich and I'm from Switzerland."

Cui Zuojing shook hands with him: "Cui Zuojing, China."

The two stood side by side in the corridor, and Heinrich seemed to say casually, "I didn't seem to see you at lunch."

"Of course, because I'm not a pilgrim." Cui Zuojing poked his right thumb in the direction of Dong Zheng, "No, I'm his prisoner."

Heinrich looked surprised, and Dong Zheng, who was listening to the conversation between the two, nodded at him beside Cui Zuojing: "Dong Zheng."

"I really didn't expect you to be a prisoner."

"Really? What does a prisoner look like in your impression?" Cui Zuojing looked over the shoulders of the sailors and landed on the face of a submissive woman at the outermost part of the crowd.

Beside her, there was a fierce and strong man with his hand on her buttocks.

"Is she like that?"

Heinrich raised his eyebrows and just smiled.

Everyone was discussing restlessly in low voices, and the sound gathered in the corridor was very noisy.

The door of the room was pulled open from the inside, and the captain and director with livid faces walked out, and the bad smell of blood immediately rushed over.

Cui Zuojing saw a pool of blood on the floor.

"What happened... what happened?" A staff member of the program group asked.

No one answered, and the answer was obvious—some of the guests invited by the program group were killed.

Asker's face was extremely pale. Before the filming of the show started, one person died. They had just reached the high seas!

They didn't panic like NPCs. All the pilgrims came from life and death. No one felt really scared. Everyone wanted to go to the room to see the specific situation, hoping to find clues related to the plot.

Heinrich raised his hand and asked, "Mr. Captain, I'm a doctor, do you mind if I examine the deceased's body?"

Lin Hang subconsciously opened his mouth to say that he was the same, and then realized that his identity in the box was a Malaysian reporter.

"I'm a policeman." Another person raised his hand, a dark-skinned man.

"Be quiet!" the captain finally spoke. He was a middle-aged man with a gray beard, exactly the same as everyone imagined the captain should be. That is to say, everyone here now could be a murderer."

Cui Zuojing watched a good show with his hands in his pockets. He had seen this kind of plot in many movies, and it was a completely different and novel feeling to experience it himself.

The captain glanced over everyone's face, as if he wanted to see who was the murderer. At this time, a team of people in white coats hurried over with a medical kit, pushing away from the crowd.

The captain shook his head, his voice was very low: "It's dead."

The ship doctors paused, and they also saw the horrifying large bloodstain in the room.

Everyone knew that the guests had signed a life-saving contract with the director, and if they died, there was nowhere to be held accountable.

Even if the scene can be preserved intact, it will be two months after arriving on the shore, and it will be impossible to solve the case.

"I'm going to check the monitoring. Since there are policemen and doctors among you, if you have the ability to investigate the scene, please do so." After saying this, the captain passed through the crowd and left.

Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing looked at each other, took a step ahead and walked into the room before everyone moved.