[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

It is easy to prove this by asking the companions of the first victim if they know about it. Isaac still remembers those people saying that they were friends for a long time. If they were really hired by Scripps, they wouldn't know it.

"Wait! You said I misidentified the wrong person?" Scripps considered the possibility, "But, I also mentioned that we talked when we first boarded the ship. If I misidentified the wrong person, why didn't he refute it? Even if he knew I'm the boss, don't I know the consequences of cheating and offending the boss?"

"If you are a person who cares, you won't pretend to be a clown." Isaac said, "If you have a good chat, even if one day this matter is exposed, you will be more serious, or take it as a one-off. A friendship born of a mistaken identity?"

"If I get angry, they have nothing to lose; if I don't care..." Scripps sighed, "The odds are high, the risks are small. If I had the chance, I'd be on my way."

Booth quickly made his move. He found the first victim's companions, and determined that this was the first time they had been invited by Scripps, and they had no intersection with him before.This result is not unexpected. Although it is a bit disappointing, at least some people are excluded.He has a new idea, which is still a simple method of exclusion, but as long as he finds out who has participated in the parties held by Scripps many times, at least he can narrow down the range of suspects by a large circle.

Just when Booth felt like doing what he said, a girl among the few people he was questioning just now mustered up her courage and asked him: "Everyone was talking about what happened last night, but you came here today, didn't you?" Things got worse?"

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Booth reassured him, "The reason why we came here is because the conditions here are not convenient for the preservation of evidence. Only by obtaining as much evidence as possible as soon as possible can we find the murderer, isn't it? ?"

This reason sounds reasonable, but the gossip that has spread since the helicopter landed on the ship does not seem to be so reliable.

When given a reasonable explanation, people are willing to believe the answer in their favor.

Wanting to solve the case as soon as possible seriously and responsibly and making the situation more serious, of course, the former is willing to be accepted.

"Is there any bad news on the ship?" Sweets noticed this sensitively. Now the ship is like an isolated island in the sea. Sweets thinks it is necessary to pay attention to the psychological state of the people on the island.

"It's nothing." An older man in the grade replied eagerly, "It's just that something happened last night, and everyone feels a little uneasy."

"This is indeed an unfortunate incident." Sweets did not hesitate, but explained seriously, "You are right to be vigilant. There is indeed a perverted killer on board. He is like a bug hiding in the gutter, suddenly popped up, Watching others panicked, hiding in the mud and laughing. He may not hurt you directly, but he will make you feel fearful, untrustworthy, suspicious of the people around him, and he will be happy to put this Treat it as fun."

"Someone said it last night." The man breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been confirmed, "That's why someone wanted to see us make trouble, otherwise, Wood's body would have been thrown into the sea long ago. It's just that someone is so bad, Always trying to make some trouble."

"That's right." Sweets nodded. "You're right. What about the others? Do they have the same anxiety? If so, with someone as calm and wise as you in it, they'll be infected too." of."

"Our group is fine." The man hesitated, "But the others, I don't know where there is a rumor that Wood was killed by some background guest on the ship... "

"That statement sounds a bit stupid." Sweets said bluntly. He knew that he must not give this statement a chance to grow, not to mention that it was really absurd. "If this is the case, someone should have paid you to shut down Mouth."

The girl who spoke first took a quick look at the man who seemed to be the leader, "Some people say that it's because they don't need to spend a lot of money."

"What?" Sweets wondered.

"Some people said," she continued in a low voice, seeing that no one was stopping her, "other people said that this is a journey of death, and no one paid us a hush money because none of us would get off the ship alive."

"That sounds even stupider." Sweets' eyes widened. "Who spread such a stupid rumor? Does that person have persecution paranoia?"

"I think so." The girl nodded, "We didn't even believe it."

Of course, there was a little doubt, but that doubt disappeared when the helicopter appeared on the deck.She didn't know the leader of the FBI, and felt that the young partner beside him looked a little immature, but their identities were a proof in themselves.Not to mention Dr. Brenna who got off the plane together, she is a celebrity, and one-third of her friends are her book fans.To some extent, Dr. Brenna gave them a sense of trust that even surpassed that of the FBI.

"You guys are smart," Sweets complimented.

"Of course." The girl also felt that this was something to be proud of. You know, they had a lot of arguments when they heard the rumor, but in the end, everyone thought it was groundless worry.Not to mention anything else, everyone's mobile phone communication and Internet are normal, who would not cut off the victim's contact with the outside world when killing people?

"Do you know where the rumors come from?" Sweets finally asked the question he most wanted to know the answer to.

The girl's eyes were a little confused, "I heard someone say it when I was eating in the morning."

"Do you remember that guy?" Sweets asked.

She shook her head, "I don't remember, I turned my back to that side at first, and I just glanced at it in a hurry when I left."

"Don't remember anything? Just a few traits." Sweets didn't give up.

"No, the topic they discussed was too scary. I was a little flustered when I first heard it." She looked at another boy who was about his age, "Do you have any impression?"

"It's Brother Mason."

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When Booth and Sweets went back, they both had big-headed expressions on their faces. Isaac was flipping through Scripps' Facebook photos, and when he looked up occasionally, his intuition told him that something was going on.

"What's the catch?" he asked.

"Greed is the original sin." Booth sat aside and poured himself a cup of coffee.

"The people on the boat are very interesting, like a small society in miniature." Sweets was very chatty, "You know what? From last night to this morning, there have been rumors that are not good for you."

"Not good for us?" Isaac repeated the phrase playfully. "Shouldn't it be a concern for our own safety?"

"It should be, if no one can guide it." When Sweets knew the identity of the person spreading the rumors, he thought he had a big clue. It turned out that it was made by two sinister and speculative brothers, with the purpose of inciting More people stood beside them, wanting to blackmail them.

Sweets didn't know whether to say that they dared to think or were stupid, but Booth was well-informed, and this little weirdness could no longer move him. He was very domineering and directly used the murderer's accomplice to deliberately create panic to temporarily imprison the brothers. , handcuffed in their room.

"It has nothing to do with the murderer." Isaac could easily see this, "So, what's the purpose?"

"You can simply understand that they want hush money." Booth said, "They take advantage of the chaos to spread rumors and slander. If the owner does not want to make things worse, they can only settle with money."

"There is still more than a day to go." Isaac frowned, "They are not afraid of offending people."

"Probably got carried away by money," Sweets said. "Although it's not advisable to judge people by their appearance, there is a certain kind of person, as long as you look at him, you know what kind of person he is. The Mason brothers belong to that category." Someone who can do anything for money."

"Where are they now? Are they safe?" Isaac was worried.

"It's very safe. Booth handcuffed them in his room. Apart from being unable to move freely, he didn't prohibit others from visiting him." Sweets smiled wryly, "Also, although reasonable people know what they said The set is completely unreasonable, but it's not without wavering."

"Idiot!" Isaac commented bluntly.

"Well, it's not that serious." Sweets cleared his throat. "They didn't do anything, they just stayed with Brother Mason. But it's not unhelpful, at least, someone is watching them."

"That's good." Isaac continued to look down at the photos. Scripps looks like an otaku, but he is actually a party animal, but most of the parties he attends are just parties held by himself, and clowns are an essential element.Not only that, but he also likes to take photos with Po. Issac found thousands of photos just by picking out those photos with clowns. His eyes were dazzled, so he had to compress and package the photos and send them to Garcia for help. I hope she The facial recognition software out there can include clown faces.

For a while, Isaac looked down at the percentage uploaded in the attachment, but found that it had only increased by two percentage points.

"Why so slow?" He was a little puzzled.Looking at the video window again, Garcia's face has disappeared, and there is a reminder that the network is unstable, please reconnect.

However, when he tried to connect again, it failed.

Isaac frowned, always feeling that this was not a good omen.Pulled out the phone again, still unable to connect.

"Are your phones connected to the Internet?" Isaac asked the others in the room.

As a result, to his surprise, everyone's mobile phones were unable to connect to the Internet.In this case, the problem can only be the wireless network provided on board.