The successive murders on the "Princess Ruth" left Captain Boyle dumbfounded.

Not long after the ship sailed, four people died!

Four people!

Who did it?

The "Princess Ruth", which had never had any serious incidents, was bleeding.

Now, it must be kept strictly confidential, otherwise there will definitely be chaos on the ship.

But if the murderer is not found soon, he will continue to commit crimes!

"Captain," the first mate said quietly, "according to the passenger list, there is a detective from Lyon on board."

"Oh? Detective?"

"Yes, do you want to ask him to help solve the case?"

"Quick, come here immediately!"

Boyle seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

This detective from Lyon is named Mervyn Braxton.

He had been engaged in the detective industry for many years. Later, something happened and he had to leave Lyon.

But detectives also have to live. He heard that in Shanghai in the Far East, there is gold everywhere. Any foreigner who comes here and stays for a few years can make a lot of money back home.

Mr. Mo Wen came to Shanghai with the dream of getting rich.

But he soon discovered that rumors were the most untrustworthy. In Shanghai, not only did he not find any opportunities to make a fortune, but he almost spent all his money.

When he returned to France, he definitely didn't have enough money. He had to use all the money to buy a ferry ticket to Chongqing, hoping to try his luck there.

"Murder case? Four people died?"

Morven's eyes suddenly lit up: "Mr. on board, you should really feel lucky. When I was a detective in Lyon, I solved many major and important cases, such as the Lyon serial murder case..."

"Isn't that solved by Inspector Isaac of the Lyon Police Department? I remember it was even published in the newspaper." Boyle raised doubts.

"No, that was solved by Isaac with my help. I am a low-key person and am not willing to take credit from the Lyon Police Department." Mo Wen looked unmoved: "There is also a huge diamond theft case in Paris...

"

"Paris? Why does Paris use Lyon's detectives?"

"Because they know I'm a great detective, the greatest!"

"Okay, Mr. Braxton." Boyle interrupted him: "The four murders that occurred on the ship cannot be solved by our strength alone, and they will also cause trouble for the Princess Ruth in the future.

It will bring immeasurable negative effects. You are an experienced detective, and I will leave everything to you, Mr. Braxton."

"Of course, I will use the shortest time to solve the case." Mo Wen was full of information: "Before this, do you have any steak?"

"Mr. Braxton, does solving the case have anything to do with steak?"

"Ah, of course. Solving crimes is a very energy-consuming task. I must eat enough. Maybe I won't have time to eat for a long time."

…

So, Detective Mervyn Braxton had a nice steak dinner.

Finally, I don’t have to eat the bread that has been sitting there for who knows how long and is hard to eat.

Moreover, he found that he had no money for bread.

In third class, there is no food supply.

Let your great detective live in a third-class cabin with those poor Chinese?

Also, do you want to smell those flatbreads, fermented bean curd, and steamed buns that will appear one after another once you arrive at the restaurant?

It smells bad, but I feel even hungrier when I smell it.

Detective Mo Wen, who was well fed and drunk, carefully looked at the three cabins where the murder occurred.

"Three cabins, four people died." Detective Mo Wen expressed his opinion: "All their belongings were robbed. This is a typical robbery and murder case."

I can see this too.

The first mate who accompanied him to survey the scene thought to himself.

"So, who is the murderer?"

"Ah, are you asking me, Detective Morvern?"

"Of course you don't know, this requires my rich experience."

Detective Mo Wen said arrogantly: "The murderer committed the crime in a gang. Otherwise, one person would not be able to kill so many people. Are they doing it for money? So it can be concluded that guests staying in first class will not do such terrible things.

They don’t worry about money. What about the second-class cabin? No, it’s not their doing. At least, they have received education and have good moral character..."

What is this concept? Why do you say this?

The first mate really doesn't understand the way a detective thinks.

"It's obvious now." Detective Mo Wen said confidently: "It must have been done by those people in the third class. They shamelessly killed four people for money!"

"Sir." The first mate kindly reminded: "Passengers in third class are strictly prohibited from entering second class."

"Um, maybe they sneaked in?"

"If it is a gang crime and so many people want to sneak in together, it means that my crew is too irresponsible."

"Maybe the crew did it?"

"Sir, you are insulting my crew. They are all honest people."

"So, we are now in a dead end." Detective Mo Wen showed his excellent psychological quality: "I need to start the investigation from the first class cabin. Does this require your and the captain's approval?"

"As long as the case can be solved early, you can go anywhere on the ship except the captain's cabin."

"Then, I'll take action immediately. By the way, what's for dinner?"

…

Detective Morven was very dissatisfied.

How dare the first mate doubt the famous detective Mervyn Braxton's ability to solve crimes?

For dinner, they only provided him with bread?

And it's the kind of bread that's so dry that it's hard to eat.

Detective Morven decided to take advantage of his privileges and try his luck in the first-class restaurant.

Before a good detective can solve a case, he needs to fill his stomach first.

Ah, that couple is whispering there, it's better not to disturb them.

That person seems to be a businessman. Businessmen are generally stingy and it is difficult to take advantage of them.

Look, look at that young man.

Was having dinner with two beautiful women.

Two beautiful women, one is Eastern and the other is obviously Western.

American or British?

Detective Morven was very proud of his judgment.

Chinese people must speak more, especially when facing foreigners, and they will always show some respect, right?

Detective Mo Wen walked over confidently: "Excuse me, can I sit down here?"

He was worried that the other party did not understand English.

Several people at the next table stood up immediately.

Meng Shaoyuan waved his hand and asked them to sit down: "Of course, please."

"Hello, my name is Morven. Morven Braxton, have you heard my name?" This was Detective Morven's opening remarks. His English was still barely adequate.

"Ah, please forgive me, no." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "I am Zhu Yanfan."

"Your English is great, you must be a well-educated gentleman." Mo Wen's mind was racing, how to get the other party to treat him to a meal:

"In China, maybe not many people know my name, but in France."

His voice suddenly lowered: "I am a famous detective. I solved the Lyon serial murder case. Some people actually said that it was Detective Isaac who solved it. This is simply an insult to me..."

He kept talking about all his achievements.

Meng Shaoyuan kept smiling and listening.

Mo Wen felt thirsty as he spoke: "Would you mind disturbing your meal with these two beautiful ladies?"

"Don't bother me, just say what you want."

"What a chance to meet a gentleman like you."

Mo Wen pretended to be nonchalant: "Can I have dinner? Ah, I don't want to take advantage of you. After eating, I will bring you the money. Detectives never bring money with them when they come out to handle cases.
To be continued...