Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

The man who died was a member of Scarface's team. We don't have any impression of him, and he seems not to be outstanding in the team.

Now, his death made everyone remember him, but the cost was a bit heavy.

Dabai said that the person who heard Scarface yelled to death was Xiao Liu, and no one knew what his name was.

After half an hour, Xiao Liu's body was taken away by the captain. After obtaining Scarface's consent, Xiao Liu's body was thrown into the Yangtze River in an inhumane manner.

No way, in this world, dying alone is nothing more than normal.

It should be said that undead talents are strange.

If that person is not around one or two who care about his relatives or friends, after death, there will be no one who will waste time so kindly to let you go to the earth for safety, Xiao Liu, this kind of shrimp, was thrown into the Yangtze River, except for a few of us. I sighed inwardly, and the rest of the people didn't feel anything.

Naturally, no one had an appetite for breakfast, and the captain did everything well. Even if no one wanted to eat, he still ordered people to make breakfast and put it in the hall.

The breakfast here is obviously made with heart, and I don’t know where the raw materials are, there is a big plate of cake.

I just wanted to look at the nick on the door of Room 107, but I could smell the butter from afar. I ran and saw a table full of rich food. The whole hall except Chen Ming was holding a piece of bread. Eat quietly, there will be no other people.

Chen Ming seemed to be thinking about the problem. When he heard my footsteps, he turned his head and looked at me twice, and then began to enter a state of trance again.

Stepping forward to pick up a piece of cake, I rubbed against Chen Ming and pushed him: "What do you want?"

After a pause, Chen Ming put down his two bites of bread and replied, "When that person died, he left some messages."

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" I didn't expect Chen Ming to tell such important news so calmly. He was choked by the cream in his mouth. After coughing for a long time, even tears came out. Chen Ming reached out and patted me on the back.

After finally getting my breath away, I stroked my chest and looked around, then dragged Chen Ming to the empty Class A, making sure that no one around asked: "What did you find?"

It seemed that I was a little confused about my over-hearted attitude. Chen Ming looked at me up and down before speaking, "When that person died, there was something in his mouth."

"what?"

"I don't know." Chen Ming shook his head.

I was stunned... "I don't know? I don't know what did you say that you found the message?"

Chen Ming looked at me with black and white eyes for a while: "I just said he left some messages."

"Okay." I waved: "Then what do you think the message he left is trying to tell us? Or, how do you know he has something in his mouth?"

Chen Ming moved closer to the side of the boat, and a thin layer of mist was still floating on the river in the morning.

Looking at the uneven river surface, it hasn't been long since the boat has just started driving. There are still residents and some surrounding roads on both sides, and there is still some distance from the place where the two banks are connected to the mountains.

For a long time, Chen Ming pursed his mouth and said: "I can see that what is in his mouth should be a symbolic thing, it should be a ring or finger."

"But then I don't understand. If the thing in Xiao Liu's mouth is related to the murderer who killed him, why didn't the murderer take away the ring or his own things when he left? What's exposed stay in place?"

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Ming said, "Maybe what happened at that time made him have no time to take it back even if he realized that he had fallen on the scene."

When Chen Ming said this, the white shadow flashed across my mind.

After busy talking to Chen Ming about this incident, Chen Ming asked about the approximate time at the time, and then nodded: "It may be that you accidentally prevented that person from going back to the room to get things back."

The more I thought about it, the more I realized it was possible, because after I went back to the room, Chen Yuan went out again. The murderer must have been less stable in his thoughts than usual, and was almost discovered. In addition, Chen Yuan, who went out afterwards, had more sensitive senses than me. So he dared not go back to the scene of the crime until the body was discovered.

After my thoughts made sense, I grabbed Chen Ming's arm: "Then what are you going to do next? How do you catch the murderer?" When I said this, I faintly felt that I was a little bit Edogawa Conan. The feeling of clatter.

Chen Ming shook his head: "Why should I catch the murderer? It has nothing to do with me."

I am stunned: "Then what do you want to do for so long?"

Chen Ming stared at the surface of the river again and then walked towards the cabin: "I am idle, I don't want to be like you, my brain is stagnant."

When we went back to the room, Da Bai and Xia Xia were both in grandma's room, and the three were still discussing what happened in the morning.

They brought breakfast from the outside, and they had a full-blown persecution delusion. All the pastries and breakfast porridge were put on the look of a pioneer and tried poison one by one...

Finally, when I thought she was almost full, she finally put down her fork and nodded to grandma and Xia Xia: "Well! They are all delicious! Don't worry, I tried it, it's not poisonous."

Grandma laughed, and Xia Xia rolled her eyes fiercely.

The storm of Xiao Liu's death, except that 107 was quickly swept by the crew and then sealed off, it didn't seem to have caused much storm among so many people.

Except...that middle-aged woman.

That scream in the morning was from her, and then we only saw her from morning to noon when we were eating.

His eyes were red, and it seemed that he had been crying for a long time.

I couldn't help but wonder, is that Xiao Liu her man? ?

That's not right... Then Xiao Liu looked at most in her twenties, at most being her son.

But if it is a son, when a mother sees her son's tragic death, the reaction is definitely not that simple.

Seeing that I was distracted again, Da Bai patted the back of my head severely.

She almost slammed her face into the dish in front of her with this slap. Fortunately, Chen Ming, who was on the other side, quickly held my forehead with his eyes.

Turning his head, he glared fiercely, and didn't dare to distract, so he could only continue to eat.

The people on the boat seemed to care more about lunch, and even the captain had lunch with us in the lobby.

I even opened a bottle of red wine, but unfortunately I don’t drink, and I can’t taste anything other than bitterness.

All of us were seated on this long table. Scarface often toasted Chen Ming during the dinner, and looked very respectful to Chen Ming. In the end, Scarface asked the captain to bring two bottles of white wine and a glass of wine. I finally couldn't sit still when Chen Ming drank almost the whole bottle of toast, and I was ready to say something to Scarface as soon as I wrinkled my brows.

He himself looked at the big waist and round so rough, and he looked at the wine barrel. How could Chen Ming drink him.

As a result, before he got up, Chen Ming held his leg under the table. The expression on his face did not change. After a slight glance at me, I immediately understood what he meant.

Usually when Chen Ming showed this expression, most of it meant standing still.

Although I was anxious at this time, I couldn't talk more.

They used white wine poured from a large goblet. If there is a large blue and white porcelain bowl, I really don't doubt that Scarface will let Chen Ming drink it with him in a large bowl.

When the two of them were about to drink another glass of wine, Chen Ming finally waved his hand to Scar's face and said, "Let's stop here..."

Chen Ming’s eyes had begun to fade, but Scarface asked to dry the rest of the wine glass. I was very impatient, and because I couldn’t help, I made a fuss and knew it in vain. He picked it up and pretended to be white. The cold goblet took a sip.

Chen Ming seemed to want to stop, but it was too late.

The next second... the air around it seems to have stopped, and the spiciness in the mouth is permeating... This **** thing is white wine! ! !

Then in Chen Mingqiang's smile, I immediately understood... Chen Ming's second cup of drinking was basically my cold boiled water, and the one beside me was his wine glass! ! !

When did Chen Ming change the glass? ! ! !

I was about to cry, but someone next to me was looking at me. If I showed a horse-footed expression, I could think of Chen Ming's frame with a scarred face. There was no way... I could only hang on to tears and force it. He swallowed his mouth wine, and then squeezed his fist and said to Chen Ming: "Chen... I... let's... go back..."

Chen Ming's face turned to me, the smile in his eyes could not be concealed, the corners of his eyes began to bend, and he nodded for a long time and said to Scarface, "My wife may be a little uncomfortable, send her home first. rest."

Chen Yuan looked a little strangely at Chen Ming, who was different from the past, and then looked at my expression. He probably understood what was going on, and a smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Only grandma and Da Bai stood up worried, and accompanied me back to the room with Chen Ming.

As soon as I ran into the room, I rushed to the table, unscrewed a bottle of water and poured it down more than half.

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