The Lost Mermaid [Zhongyingmei]

Carl looked at the gun in his hand, unable to speak for a long time.

Seeing that his expression was in a trance and his eyes lost focus, Doris couldn't help becoming nervous.

She grabbed Carl's hand: "What's the matter? There's something wrong with this gun?" Doris' voice seemed to penetrate the vast deep sea, hitting Carl's heart heavily through the eardrum, and he woke up suddenly.

"It's Joey Love's gun! He's not dead! Doris, he's still on board!"

"What? Didn't Jack leave him on the fishing boat in Cherbourg?" Doris's heart skipped a beat. She saw big drops of cold sweat on Carl's forehead, and hurriedly took out a bundle of silk from her pocket. handkerchief, held out his hand.Carl grabbed her by the wrist.

"Jack!? Did he tell a lie? Let Joey Love go on purpose?"

"How is it possible! Carl, Jack is our friend and helper! He hates Joey Love, there is no reason to deceive you and let him go!" Doris said incredulously.

Carl stuffed the pistol/gun into his pocket, his heart was agitated, and he growled: "Doris, you are too simple, you think too simply! He has reasons to hate Joey Love, and he has reasons to hate me! After all, Ruth almost became my wife once, and he doesn't seem to be a law-abiding person! He—"

Carl choked for a moment.

The existence of Ruth has always been an indelible barrier between him and Doris, even though Doris tolerantly never said that he minded his relationship with Ruth, but Karl knew that trust and the only thing he had for her was his greatest love. important promise.

Sure enough, a faint pain flashed across Doris' face.

He scratched his hair in frustration, squatted down, and tried to explain: "It's my fault, Doris, I shouldn't accuse you like this. I was just in a hurry! This gun belongs to Joe Love, now But it suddenly appeared in the hands of Luo Shi! My dear, I am really worried because of his past entanglement with you!"

Doris looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.

The chaotic human voices and the noise of the turbulent waves seemed to be far away. Doris tilted her head, and the sea blue of her pupils gradually became deeper.

When Carl became more and more flustered, Doris finally said: "Carl, go find clues about Joey Love, he is always a time bomb." Her tone was very calm, but it made Carl hopeful At the same time, my heart lifted up.

"Choilov will definitely not stay in the first-class cabins on floors B and C. Danny's friends are hired musicians and have come into contact with a lot of people. I think they can provide some clues." Doris said He looked away, and steered the wheelchair towards the room, "Let's split up, Carl. Little Edward Ross..."

Carl strode forward, stood in front of Doris' wheelchair, and grabbed her wrist.He wanted to apologize, but felt that once some words were spoken, they would become irreversible.

He watched Doris turn around, her long black curly hair was fluttering in the sea breeze, and the dark blue hairband was entangled in her hair, just like their messy mood.

Her figure passed through the crowd and disappeared around the corner.

Carl stood up, put his hands in his pockets inadvertently, and clenched his fists.He turned his head to look at the railing at the junction of floors B and C. At this moment, two doctors had already arrived with boxes.

For Doris, although Carl mentioned the past between Ruth and him, although she felt a tingle at first, she knew Carl's nature.

His feelings are straightforward and impulsive, and because of those things, his temper has become moody and irritable.Such a "disease" seems to still be hidden in the depths of his character.

Even if Karl apologized subconsciously, he even needed her forgiveness in a "humble" way.Doris felt sorry for the pain he had experienced, but she also felt that even if it was for his own good, she had to reverse his temper.

Doris decided to be with Karl forever, those worries and misunderstandings cannot wait until the outbreak to hurt each other.

She believes that no one is more suitable to be his "medicine" than herself.

The expression of indifference and pain on Doris's face was three parts real and seven parts fake.

But when she saw Carl's lost eyes and wrinkled nose, she also felt a little sad in her heart.

But right now, Joey Love's affairs are the most important.

Doris regained her concentration, and quickly passed through the corridor, heading straight to the room of 1900.

There were very few people in the corridor, and almost all the gentlemen and ladies gathered and walked on the deck.The sudden fight just now made everyone stay on the deck to watch the excitement.

Maybe this is human nature!

Nobody, Doris thought, could resist the chance to laugh at someone else.

She came to the door of 1900 smoothly and knocked lightly on the door. Before she could wait for a few seconds, the door was opened instantly.

"Doris? You came to see me for something?" 1900 asked in surprise while straightening his cuffs.

"Are you going out again?" Doris stretched out her hand, gesturing to button him up, "Are you looking for your friend? I happen to have something to ask you and your friend!"

"Huh?" 1900 withdrew his buttoned hand and frowned, "Come in and tell me, I've never seen you ask me to do something so seriously, Doris, I will definitely promise you."

"No! We're talking as we walk! It's urgent—are you looking for your sheet music?" Doris hurried back to her room after hearing only half a sentence, and roughly swept away the odds and ends on the table. Broken, and threw away the pillows on the sofa, as if looking for something, "Look under your piano bench, I seem to see a corner..."

"Ah! Yes! It's here!" 1900 got down next to the piano, hooked a white piece of paper with his fingers, and pulled out a sheet of music from under the stool, "Honey, you won't be with me in the future." Living together, what am I supposed to do! I won’t even be able to find a sheet of music!”

"Why don't I live with you?" Doris didn't respond for a while.

1900 shrugged: "Does Hockley want me to live with you? Oh, God! Even if he invites me, I will never agree."

Doris's hand froze suddenly, she had never thought of that kind of scene.

"Okay, let's go, let's go to Deck D, where Mike and the others live!" 1900 skillfully pushed Doris' wheelchair and walked towards the elevator at the end of the corridor.

"I heard there are still second-class passengers and crew living there?"

"Not only that, the D deck can be said to be the most interesting place on this ship, there are not only the first-class reception room and a first-class restaurant, but even most of the second-class guest rooms and some third-class rooms! 1900 smiled, "If possible, I also want to live on the D floor—it's a pity that the room on the Titanic has been booked early."

Listening to what he said, Doris had a clue in her heart.

As he said, the D floor can get in touch with almost all classes of passengers and crew members on the Titanic. Danny's musician friends always bring happiness to people and have the best popularity. The news they can get must be very good. comprehensive.

1900 stopped at the elevator door, just as the elevator door was opened.

He nodded politely to the elevator operator: "Deck, thank you." He casually picked up a coin from his pocket and put it in a small box next to the elevator.

The attitude of the elevator attendant visibly became attentive to the naked eye, walked out the door, and took over 1900's hand pushing Doris' wheelchair.

Doris turned the direction of the wheelchair and politely declined his flattery.

As the elevator sank, there was a rhythmic sound of clanging wheels and rails, and parts collided with each other, making a rattling sound.

Doris suddenly felt a chill. Maybe the voice she heard when she and Carl were kissing in the dark that day was not a hallucination?

Such an empty sound... Is there a pipe space next to them that they can't see?Did someone happen to pass by inside?

Doris was taken aback by the vision in her head.

"Floor D is here, Mr. and Ms. Boardman." The elevator operator announced the floor and opened the elevator door.

After the two stepped out of the door, a wave of joy and enthusiasm rushed over - this is a world completely different from the B floor, full of lively popularity and relaxed freedom.

Doris nodded indiscriminately, and 1900 hurriedly pushed her wheelchair into the sea of ​​people.

This is a huge restaurant, almost endless at a glance.There are various people sitting around the small round tables covered with red tablecloths. Some of them are dressed like all the gentlemen and ladies on the B floor, but with more cheerful smiles on their faces; But they are still dressed in formal clothes, drinking and chatting politely; some people, although the clothes on their bodies are not mended, they are definitely not decent.

Regardless of their class or status, they crowded in this huge restaurant, just like a lively scene.

But Doris didn't have time to appreciate such a magical "scenery", her eyes quickly swept across the crowd, searching for the figures of the musicians.

"They should be in the lounge!" 1900 took Doris to the back of the stage sensitively through the crowd.Doris was dazzled and lost in the dresses of all colors and styles of clothing.

1900 quickly turned a corner, left the lively crowd behind, and stopped in front of a door.

He raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door rhythmically: "Boom———"

After a moment of silence, the same rhythm came from the door panel.

The door was opened, and a pair of eyes looked at them through the crack of the door. The next second, 1900 pushed the door open and walked in boldly: "Today, Doris needs your help in a hurry, so don't come to these fancy things." Already!"

Mike laughed loudly, and after hugging 1900 vigorously, he looked at the girl behind him.

"Miss Doris, long time no see! Seeing your healthy and rosy face now, I feel relieved!" He led Doris to go inside familiarly, and it was only then that Doris remembered that this person who was It was the friend who played the violin that my brother met when he took her to the tavern.

There were many people sitting in the lounge. They were all dressed in formal attire, holding their musical instruments in their arms, such as flutes, violins, or cellos... After seeing Doris, the men hurriedly put down the instruments in their hands. Pipe and cigar, stood up awkwardly, and greeted awkwardly.

Doris was a little nervous in the face of so many people's polite greetings. She looked up at 1900, only to see him wink at her.

She took a deep breath and said loudly: "Good afternoon, gentlemen. I'm Doris Boardman, and I'm sorry to disturb your rest...I have one thing I want to get rid of you."

"Go ahead! Miss Doris!" A violinist waved his bow in a brisk tone.

After the musicians fell silent for a second because of her voice, they suddenly warmed up again.

"Are you Danny's sister?"

"Danny's sister is our sister! Hahaha!" A plump man gave her a gentlemanly salute comically, "I hope I can be of service to you, ma'am."

1900 laughed jokingly, and interrupted their unserious words with a wave of his hand: "Doris has something serious and serious to ask, please—Doris, just say it straight!"

Doris looked at 1900's tolerant, clean and unconditional trusting eyes, and nodded.

She clasped her hands tightly, her eyes widened, and she asked loudly and clearly: "Have you ever seen a middle-aged man in a formal suit? It's a policeman! By the way, his leg was seriously injured!"

The musicians looked at each other, frowned, lost in thought.

Ten seconds later, they shook their heads at each other: "Miss Doris, the description you gave is too broad!"

"Is his name George? Miss Doris?" Mike suddenly said behind her.

The author has something to say: ah, ah, I didn’t expect the format to be messed up. It was automatically sent in the manuscript box. I didn’t pay attention to _(:зゝ∠)_. Lose……