A painful scream came from the gap between the singing. Hearing this sound, Old Xu next to him was stunned and carefully identified with his breath. Soon, a man's begging for mercy came from it.

"No, please don't! We can discuss what you have! I will give you how much money you want! Please don't!"

This sound didn't need Lao Xu to identify it specifically. Hua Ruo took a breath of air conditioning when he saw it, while Qiao Feng turned his head to look at the head on the bed that was chopped into pieces.

The three of them looked at each other at the same time and confirmed unanimously—

That's right, this is the voice of the CYO of Innovation Group, the victim on the bed, Sun Rui.

The singing on the phone continued, and Sun Rui's begging for mercy continued.

Qiao Feng raised his head, looked at the splashing blood on the ceiling, and then looked at the sharp axe marks on the bed sheets.

How do you imagine to imagine what happened in this room in the early morning?

The three of them continued to listen... and listened to the screams mixed in the song...

I don’t know how long it took, but this beautiful song finally stopped gradually. And in the loudspeaker, Sun Rui’s voice came out again—

"The future...? Are you...you...?"

Qiao Feng and Hua Ruo looked at each other. Qiao Feng could clearly see the trembling and surprise on the lawyer's face!

But now, perhaps it was a little too early to be surprised. What really made Qiao Feng widen his eyes was another sound that came from the loudspeaker later!

A girl, like the singing just now, had a tender voice, refreshing and thin voice-

"I know, why didn't I kill you directly?"

"Is this true? Is this true?"

Hua Ruo screamed when he saw this! He took a step back and kept shaking his head!

Maybe Lao Xu didn't understand what Hua Ruojian was surprised, but Qiao Feng knew. He frowned and remained silent.

"future…………?!"

"Thank you very much. I still remember me until now."

"Now, there are really not many people who can still remember me."

"I'm very happy that the master still remembers me. Unlike another master, he didn't think of me until he was hit by a train."

"So... goodbye, my former master. I'm so glad that at this last moment, you can still remember my voice... my singing."

"Slow! Slow miku! Slow! No..."

The sound in the loudspeaker came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Afterwards, some seemingly anxious water flows out of the narrow tubes, which replaced the language, replaced the singing, and became all the existences in it.

Qiao Feng and Hua Ruo saw Lao Xu and the other two stood there completely, motionless.

They just listened...to listen to the gradually silent water jet.

I don’t know how long it took to happen. A click sound came from the amplifier. The recording ended.

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Qiao Feng picked up his phone and took a look. The reason why the recording stopped was because there was not enough memory space and it stopped naturally. In other words, this recording did not prove how long the "thing" that killed Sun Rui stayed in this room.

However, the more important thing now is...

"Hey, newcomer!"

Lao Xu picked up his cell phone, walked out of the room in three steps, and shook the newcomer who was conducting routine inquiries outside. The newcomer saw the captain's words and hurried over.

"We know who the suspect is. Go and find the captain. I want a list of everyone on the ship. Among these people, there should be a Japanese woman named Hatsune Miku. No, there are also kanas when registering. But it seems that it is very young. I want a list of all women aged fifteen to thirty on the ship! This 'Hatine Miku' who killed people must be among these people!"

The newcomer recorded the notes in his hand and saluted Lao Xu directly. However, just as he was about to turn around and go to the captain or some other authoritative person to get the list, Qiao Xue, who had been resting in the narration, suddenly jumped out!

"Hatin Miku? Bald old man, you said the person who killed people was Hatsuin Miku???!!!"

Lao Xu nodded, looking a little impatient with the girl who was shocked and covered with white sticky liquid on her face.

Unfortunately, Hua Ruojian directly blocked the newcomer who was about to leave. Qiao Feng, his hand, also took the opportunity to catch Lao Xu.

"Hatin Miku... This is not a real person, Captain Xu."

Xia Yu, holding the baby bear, walked slowly over. Her ink blue pupils were filled with the coldness of the deep sea, and she said word by word—

"That is a completely non-existent character. It is a virtual idol. It is just a computer program that combines numbers 0 and 1."

The cold answer slowly spit out from Xia Yu's tender mouth.

It seemed to be to express the most sincere condolences to this tragic death life. A long whistle cut through the air and echoed over the vast Pacific Ocean.

It also echoed in everyone's heart...

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The party is not over yet.

Just like last night, this almost all-night party will last until 6 a.m. Until breakfast begins and until the bar closes, the drunk people will reluctantly say goodbye to the virtual idols and fall reluctantly in their sleep.

But for some people, tonight seems to be a long night.

The door of the victim's room has been closed. In the corridor outside, the newlyweds are making a simple case report to Qiao Feng's family, Lao Xu, and Hua Ruojian.

"Captain Xu, now all the personnel who are on the third floor of VIP have arrived. They are watched by some experienced sailors and are on standby in an empty room on the other side of the corridor. In addition, according to the results of the ship doctor's examination on the ship, the victim's death time should be within four hours between 21:30 last night and 00:30 am today. Since the ship doctor on the ship does not have the experience of forensic doctors, the time for reasoning about death cannot be further refined."

"In addition, in addition to Sun Rui's fingerprints, there are many other fingerprints in the victim's room. After verification, these fingerprints should belong to the cleaning staff in the room. From 11:00 last night to 4 a.m. today, all the cleaning staff were resting in the lower-level employee cabin. Without a door card, they could not enter the VIP area at all."

"In addition, I have also verified the VIP area card that can enter this third floor with the cruise ship counter. The computer shows that no one applies for a new card. Only those who can enter this area are located in the room waiting to be asked." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)
Chapter completed!