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"Okay, that's it for now. When we get on the ship, I'll look at the situation and teach you how to get the details right. You guys are really not professional enough!" Du Wensen said dissatisfied. .

Jackson had ten thousand doubts in his heart.

"Why are you so excited to frame yourself and explain it in such detail and detail? Are you really not afraid of death?"

Although he couldn't understand it, Jackson sent word for word what Du Wensen said to the police officers on the cruise ship, asking them to arrange the scene more perfectly.

According to the way Du Wensen said!

When we arrived at Pier 7, it was already night.

However, there were an unusually large number of people. Due to an order from above to protect the scene, the family members who came to collect the bodies of their loved ones had to wait outside.

Du Wensen's arrival immediately attracted their attention.

"Hey! Cousin, are you an expert in solving crimes?" A young man asked the police officer in front of him.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, don't say anything nonsense. It is said that he is a criminal." The police officer whispered.

The young man didn't believe it: "Isn't it? Why do I feel that the three police officers following him are his subordinates? You see, he is still pointing at the police officers. I am very familiar with this look. My boss treats me This is what it looks like when you’re not satisfied.”

"The person accused is our leader." The police officer said awkwardly.

The young man exclaimed: "Damn it, cousin, it's not that I can't trust you policemen, but now I really wonder if your boss is taking advantage of others to exonerate them!"

"Shut up! Why are you so loud? Watch carefully. After the murderer leaves, you can go get your boyfriend's body!" the police officer said.

"Cousin, you are just rubbing salt into my wounds. You know how much I love my boyfriend." The young man said sadly.

As for Du Wensen, he was actually not training Jackson, but teaching.

"How can there be no one on guard for such a big cruise ship, so there should be guards here. Please remember to drag in a few corpses with only stab wounds later."

Then he took Jackson and others on to the boat.

Arriving on the deck, Du Wensen was dissatisfied again.

"What's going on? Why are you carrying so many corpses on the deck? Are you drying the smelly fish?"

"Didn't you say that you have to fake it to look decent? Maybe my subordinates think that no one on the deck is normal!" Jackson explained.

"Fauk, have you forgotten when I launched the attack? It was night, it was night, who came to the deck to blow the cold wind at night? Are they crazy?" Du Wensen cursed.

Jackson was also angry and said loudly: "Mr. Du, please pay attention to your identity. You are a criminal now. Why are you talking to me in this tone?"

"Oh! Sorry, I forgot in the excitement, okay, let's continue!" After saying that, Du Wensen picked up a long knife from the ground.

"You, don't mess around!" Jackson immediately pointed the gun at Du Wensen.

"Chief, don't worry. I'm a good citizen. I just think this knife is good and suitable for use as a murder weapon. You see, the blade basically matches the wound of the deceased. Come on, I need to leave more traces. "After Du Wensen finished speaking, he walked towards the cabin excitedly.

The three of you were left looking at me and I looking at you, feeling chills all over your body.

"Is this person a psycho or a pervert?" Nick couldn't help but ask.

"I seem to have heard from Andrew that he has several mental illnesses, otherwise he wouldn't be able to live in a mental hospital!" Jackson replied.

"Sheriff, according to the law, mentally ill patients will not be sentenced to jail if they are serious. I think he must know this, so he is not worried about us arresting him." Haili reminded.

Jackson's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Hai Li, you are right, so we have to forge a certificate. He must not have thought that we have this trick."

When the three of them discussed it and rushed to the cabin, they found that Du Wensen was "leaving traces" among the corpses on the ground.

Either they left handprints on the corpse, or they left footprints in the blood, or they made several cuts on a certain corpse, which made the three of them feel cold all over.

The longest corpses on this cruise ship can be kept for a week. Although the air conditioner keeps the temperature relatively low, you can see rotting corpses everywhere and smell the disgusting and complex smell in the air. smell.

In such an environment, the three of them didn't even have the courage to go in. Under the light, Du Wensen looked like a butcher entering a slaughterhouse.

There was still a faint excitement in his eyes.

"What a pervert!" Haili said in disgust.

More than ten minutes later, Du Wensen came over covered in a mixture of blood and water with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Are you three just standing here watching?"

Jackson was silent for a while before asking: "Do we need to do anything?"

Du Wensen wiped the blood on his body, then took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "What do you need to do? Hahaha, are you here to be funny? You should at least take pictures of the evidence I worked so hard to leave behind." Do you want me to take a photo myself and send it to you?"

The blood all over his body, the smoke blowing out of his mouth and nose as he spoke, coupled with that oozing smile, made Du Wensen look as terrifying as a devil in hell.

Only then did Jackson realize that Du Wensen seemed to be smoking his cigarette.

"Nick, go take pictures and be as detailed as possible!"

"It's a pity. If this ship suddenly explodes after tonight, that would be perfect. If someone wants to reverse the case in the future, they will be unable to do so!" Du Wensen sighed.

Jackson's face twitched and he didn't dare to answer. He didn't have the power to blow up the cruise ship to cover up the facts.

"But..." Du Wensen looked at Jackson with a smile.

"What do you want? I'm warning you, don't be too proud. I won't make too much of a deal with you." Jackson warned.

Du Wensen shook his head: "I just want to have a Simmons and a soft goose feather quilt, so that I can sleep well. Sheriff, you don't know, almost all the quilts in the cell smell like urine. , I suspect someone often wets the bed, it’s so uncivilized.”

"You have too many demands, and as a prisoner, you also talk too much!" Jackson said coldly.

"Sorry, I'm a little excited tonight. You may not know that I tend to be a bit verbose when I'm excited." Du Wensen said with a smile.

Jackson frowned. Although Du Wensen was smiling, he felt that the person standing in front of him didn't seem to be a person, but more like a man-eating beast.

He took a step back quietly, pointed the gun in his hand at Du Wensen and said, "You are not qualified to make demands. If you don't cooperate with me, you will be beaten."

Du Wensen raised his hands and said, "Hey! I'm a good citizen!"

"A good citizen who killed more than a hundred lives?" Jackson sneered.