The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Sure enough, not long after, the door rang hurriedly. Florian shouted outside the door:

"Lord Phasma, what happened? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I'm not injured." Alok answered loudly first.

He motioned Roger to go to the servant's room to change his clothes first, then got up and stepped on the water stains on the ground to the door of the room, and slowly opened the door.

Outside the door were the guards on the ship and the passengers who were watching the excitement.

Viscount Mason was still wearing pajamas. When he saw Alok, he grabbed his hand and asked anxiously:

"Lord Phasma. What happened?"

Originally, he planned to cover up the assassination that happened tonight, but suddenly thought that in order to create a terrifying atmosphere, it would be better to say it directly.

He smiled bitterly and said:

"It seems that the ship is not safe. There is an assassin."

Viscount Mason exclaimed: "What?? Phasma, you were assassinated?? You are not injured!"

"Of course, I'm fine. But the assassin is gone." Alok showed some uneasiness on his face and said to Viscount Mason and the onlookers:

"I think you should stay together first. But I think. The guards on the ship will protect everyone's safety."

He lied to everyone, the purpose is to create a little horror atmosphere.

After listening to a few words, Florian interrupted Alok's speech, turned to face the crowd, and said: "We will protect everyone's safety. But now we want to understand the situation on the scene. Please be patient."

He directed several members of the guard team to lead the onlookers who lived near Alok to leave. Return to his room.

At this time, Captain Pierre also came here. Florian nodded gently, then turned around and walked into the room 312 with Pierre.

Several members of the guard team followed behind them, carefully guarding the surroundings.

"What happened? Lord Phasma." Florian spoke first.

"An assassination attempt was made against me, and the assassin was a hunter." Alok said calmly.

He pointed to the arrows shot into the room and continued:

"The arrows shot in from the window. I dodged them all."

Florian and Pierre looked in the direction of Alok's finger at the same time and saw several arrows. Florian nodded and said:

"It was indeed a hunter. The arrows can turn, which uses the hunter's tracking arrow skill. At least level 2"

"Do you know where he is?" Florian asked with a frown.

Pointing to the direction where the star spirit last appeared, Alok said calmly:

"That direction. Dead. Killed by me. One shot."

Everyone took a breath. I don't understand how he did it. Florian asked first:

"How did you find him?"

Alok tapped his temples a few times and said mysteriously:

"By feeling. A professional's sixth sense. I can only say that he found the wrong opponent."

At this time, Roger had just changed his clothes and walked out of the room. He stood respectfully behind Alok.

Pier, who had not spoken, pointed to the pistol on the table and frowned and asked:

"This gun?"

"Yes." Alok's mouth had a little evil smile, which made people shudder.

He tilted his head slightly and said to Roger: "Roger, help me get my gloves."

Roger did not answer, but directly picked up the gloves that were originally placed on the sofa and handed them to Alok.

After Alok gently put the gloves on his left hand, he dared to pick up the pistol with his left hand. Then he opened the cylinder, revealing the three bullets inside, and said:

"One shot to kill. No matter where."

The dormitory said these words just to scare Count Edward. He believed that there must be Count Edward's spy among the people present. Otherwise, why would Florian and Pierre need to pretend with me here?

Cooperating with the performance is an actor's basic quality.

Everyone was silent for about five seconds, and Pierre said: "Florian, take a few people to look over there."

But he suddenly waved his hand and said again:

"Let's go together. Sir Phasma, you come too."

Eilok nodded obediently and said:

"Okay. But I have to wait for me to change my clothes. You see, I am a little too rude now."

He patted his big pants and coat and spread his hands helplessly.

"Of course. Nobles should abide by etiquette. Otherwise, they are no different from porters at the dock." Pierre said with a smile.

"Oh, by the way. I'm afraid I can't sleep in this room tonight. I have to ask someone to help me clean it up." Elok said again, pointing to the pierced wooden barrel and the water stains on the ground. He shook his head helplessly.

"I need to ask the ship's service staff to find me another room."

"Of course, no problem." Captain Pierre answered affirmatively. "We are responsible for such an accident. However, the first-class cabin on the third floor is full. I think Mr. Fasma needs to stay on the second floor for one night. Wait for the service staff to clean up here, and you can check in again. It will be the same as before."

"Don't we need to protect the crime scene?" Florian suddenly asked.

"We already know enough. Don't we?" Justice Pierre asked back.

Then he waved to Florian, walked out of room 312 with his brothers behind him, and waited for Alok outside.

This is also the basic courtesy of being a noble. You can't just watch others change clothes.

Seeing this, Alok ignored Roger, took off his coat, and put on the dress. He filled the silver pain with bullets and inserted it into the gun bag under his armpit, tidied his clothes, put on his bowler hat and walked out of the door.

"Let's go. The assassin has been found."

This is the first sentence Alok heard after he went out. Florian said it in a characteristic loud voice.

Pierre is no longer there, and he must have gone to another crime scene.

Alok nodded in agreement. He followed Florian's footsteps and walked towards a chess and card room on the third floor.

After walking about fifty meters, Florian stopped.

This is the back half of the ship on the third floor, behind which is a chess and card room and entertainment room. Free entertainment rooms and drinks are provided. But other services require additional charges.

Behind it is an open-air swimming pool, which also provides bathing services. Of course, higher-level services are still charged.

The place where Alok and Florian stopped was in front of one of the chess and card rooms. There were already several guards standing in the room, and the lights were bright.

He looked into the room through the gap between the few people. The hunter was lying in a pool of blood, with a bullet hole in his left chest, his eyes wide open and incredible. His mouth was opened as wide as possible, as if he saw an extremely terrifying scene, or experienced great pain before death.

Of course, Alok knew it was the latter. Whether it was the painful special effects of the silver pain or the final tearing, it was extremely painful.

Seeing Alok and Florian appear at the door, Captain Pierre asked the guards behind him to make way for the two to enter the room.

He pointed to the body and said to Florian:

"This is probably the field that Sheriff Florian is proficient in."

Hearing this, Florian walked to the body and squatted down, taking a closer look at the bullet hole. He nodded and said:

"It looks like a fatal shot. Such damage is enough to kill a person. Besides, the hunter profession is not good at defense."

He looked around and didn't find the bullet hole from Alok's room. He frowned, but didn't tell anyone about it.

He bent down and found some blood-red crystal fragments of the will body at the head of the deceased. He continued:

"The crystal just precipitated. But it has become fragments. The will body of the deceased was shattered, so only fragments are left."

What? If the will body is shattered, it can't precipitate a complete crystal? ?

Theoretically, it should be so.

But wouldn't that make me lose a lot of money? ? ?

Damn, Xiao Xiong didn't tell me.

It's really a pit.

After collecting the fragments one by one, Florian stood up and handed them to Alok. He said, "This is your trophy."

In response, Alok accepted it calmly and put it in his pocket.

Seeing that Florian also perfunctorily concluded the matter, Pierre turned around and said to the crew behind him:

"Gather the passengers on the third floor and hold a meeting. Then go to the second-class cabin to inform and appease the passengers. Don't worry about the ones below."

"Understood."

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