On a clear morning I was invited to travel with Mr. Hawkins, a famous detective who had solved countless cases. which I was invited as a follower At the invitation of a wealthy couple who will be getting married soon. But they received a threatening letter from their ex-boyfriend.

“What do you think?” the detective asked me as I stepped onto my luxury private yacht, about to embark on a three-day, two-night voyage across the Pacific Ocean. “Lonely on a ship with no escape. Perfect for murder,” the detective continued, smiling at me. who was seasick from the boat that was rocking back and forth

Even if he said that, would there still be killings over husbands and wives in this era? At first I thought so. Until he saw a woman appear near the pier. She stared at the two couples without a smile and any malice that anyone could sense. Completely destroying the cheerful atmosphere on the ship.

“She is the ex-girlfriend of the groom,” the detective said. “She was abandoned because the man married a noble young lady who was many times richer than her… what a pity.”

Run away and marry a rich person? I probably view it as normal for a world with a bad economy. Everyone wants to live a comfortable life. Even if you give in exchange for precious love, your stomach is more important. She's really pitiful.

I asked the detective about the possibility of the killer sending the threatening letters. He smiled back and nodded for me to follow him.

“Look at these people.” We came up onto the deck and looked at the guests who had been invited by the bride and groom. “A servant who secretly steals treasures. The personal housekeeper who is angry at her boss for his oppression. Younger brother doesn't give a damn, hoping to scoop up the inheritance. A friend who I've secretly liked since childhood but never got fulfilled. A greedy lawyer who siphons off the family's money or even a groom who marries just to get her fortune.” The detective lit a cigarette.

Why did you invite so many guests who wanted to kill you?”

As the detective said She invited us because she was afraid of a threatening letter she thought was from the man's ex-boyfriend. But had she never thought of being suspicious of the people around her?

“Money is really sweet and fragrant. Even we came here for the money.” The detective patted my shoulder before walking away.

That night, I secretly observed the behavior of everyone on the ship to try to find clues from the threatening letter. The man's ex-girlfriend is on land and there is no way he can kill her. Even though she seemed like the most likely suspect.

The personal housekeeper smiles at her every time she works, but behind her back she clenches her fists as if she wants to kill her.

Servants also like to volunteer to clean her room to steal things.

The younger brother who doesn't take anything She was scolded in front of others until she was embarrassed.

The friend she secretly likes acts worried about her and likes to talk to her and ask for one-on-one time together. But she always distanced herself.

Greedy lawyers are constantly trying to persuade you to sign certain documents.

and the groom who seems suspiciously trying to manage her business documents.

It's really pitiful that everyone is only looking to harm her because of her huge amount of money. Of course everyone wants it. That made me worried and suspicious of everyone that she might be murdered at any time or by anyone on this ship.

In the middle of that night There was a loud sound of gunfire from the bridal chamber. As I was running towards that room Strangely, I saw the groom running out of the next room. He wasn't sleeping with her? And I realized again that all the guests that were invited were all sleeping in adjacent rooms and she was sleeping upstairs alone. Probably because she herself knew that many people were thinking of killing her.

All of us guests rushed to her room. The breathless voice of the groom who looked the most worried was clearly heard. But the servant or housekeeper couldn't quite hide her secret joy. Until I wondered if they were the first two.

Suddenly, when everyone tried to break into the room door, The detective opened the garden door and came out of her room. “She is dead.” That single word made the groom fall to his knees and everyone was stunned, covering their mouths in shock. Or maybe he was hiding this smile, I don't know.

The groom immediately rushed to enter the room. But detectives stopped it, citing the possibility of ruining the case and to maintain the condition of the crime scene. Even though the two argued a lot Of course, if your own bride dies, everyone would want to see her face one last time. But the detective showed everyone pictures of her corpse.

She was lying in a pool of blood in thin pajamas that were stained with a crimson hue. There were gunshot marks on the body and items in the room were scattered. That made everyone look more agitated than before. It was like he wanted to prove her death to himself. But that had no effect. Detectives locked the room and strictly prohibited anyone from entering until the police arrived.

Everyone dispersed and returned to their rooms. It seemed like everyone was more confused by her death than saddened by her death. The maid and the servant secretly went to talk with each other. The lawyer and his brother entered the same room. The groom went out alone on the rooftop to smoke a cigarette. Everyone here benefited from her death.

“It's over.” The detective walked up and greeted me. What's the end of this? The person who hired us to protect him just died. We must have done something wrong.

“Calm down, he's coming.” The detective lit a cigarette and looked at the groom standing on the rooftop. A blue-red light appeared in front of him. The police boat has arrived.

Here we are in the middle of the ocean. Why did the police arrive so quickly? It was as if they knew in advance what was going to happen.

“Well, we're only a few miles from shore.” I was puzzled by the answer. But we took a boat out to the middle of the ocean.

“No, we were just far enough out to not see the shore and I had the captain keep driving around.”

What the hell is this? Why did you tell him to drive around?

"How can we catch the culprit quickly?"

The sound of a whistle echoing through the quiet sea at night. The red-blue light contrasted with the moonlight. All the guests except me and the detective were escorted away by the police. and the appearance with a smile of 'Sophie', the beautiful bride who should have died an hour ago. In the middle of the boat's deck, staring at all the guests who were getting into the police boat.

The journey isn't over yet. The detective and I continued our happy lives on that ship. Even though the murder case just happened last night, the detective told me the whole story while we were sunbathing on the deck of the boat.

“The murderer is the groom. Even though he didn't kill him, we have evidence from the investigation of his ex-girlfriend when they planned to fake a breakup. So that the man could marry her and kill her for Sophie's fortune. After he thought she was dead even though he hadn't done so. He went out and threw the gun he brought with him into the sea.” The detective lit a cigarette.”

Younger brother and lawyer arrested in embezzlement case They had been secretly working together to profit from her business all along. When they both knew she was dead So they tried to make a contract to divide the wealth and prepare to receive a large inheritance. The housekeeper and servant were also arrested because after finding out that she had died, they secretly searched her room and stole a lot of her belongings.”

She probably regrets that everyone hopes for her death in order to get money from her. Because they were probably so happy that they thought she was really dead at the time. I feel depressed for Sophie. But I'm secretly glad that she has gotten out of the orbit of these bad people. I picked up a cold beer. Drink it all from the can. Before standing up and asking to go take a shower.

“Oh, and the friend who has secretly liked Sophie since childhood,” the detective said, crushing the cigarette into the ashtray. “He jumped in the water after seeing the image of her corpse,” he said on a sunny morning. I was invited to travel with Mr. Hawkins, a famous detective who had solved countless cases. which I was invited as a follower

At the invitation of a wealthy couple who will be getting married soon. But they received a threatening letter from an ex-boyfriend.

“What do you think?” the detective asked me as I stepped onto my luxury private yacht, about to embark on a three-day, two-night voyage across the Pacific Ocean. “Lonely on a ship with no escape. Perfect for murder,” the detective continued, smiling at me. who was seasick from the boat that was rocking back and forth

Even if he said that, would there still be killings over husbands and wives in this era? At first I thought so. Until he saw a woman appear near the pier. She stared at the two couples without a smile and any malice that anyone could sense. Completely destroying the cheerful atmosphere on the ship.

“She is the ex-girlfriend of the groom,” the detective said. “She was abandoned because the man married a young nobleman who was many times richer than her… what a pity.”

Run away and marry a rich person? I probably view it as normal for a world with a bad economy. Everyone wants to live a comfortable life. Even if you give in exchange for precious love, your stomach is more important. She's really pitiful.

I asked the detective about the possibility of the killer sending the threatening letters. He smiled back and nodded for me to follow him.

“Look at these people.” We came up onto the deck and looked at the guests who had been invited by the bride and groom. “A servant who secretly steals treasures. The personal housekeeper who is angry at her boss for his oppression. Younger brother doesn't give a damn, hoping to scoop up the inheritance. A friend who I've secretly liked since childhood but never got fulfilled. A greedy lawyer who siphons off the family's money or even a groom who marries just to get her fortune.” The detective lit a cigarette.

Why did you invite so many guests who wanted to kill you?”

As the detective said She invited us because she was afraid of a threatening letter she thought was from the man's ex-boyfriend. But had she never thought of being suspicious of the people around her?

“Money is really sweet and fragrant. Even we came here for the money.” The detective patted my shoulder before walking away.

That night, I secretly observed the behavior of everyone on the ship to try to find clues from the threatening letter. The man's ex-girlfriend is on land and there is no way he can kill her. Even though she seemed like the most likely suspect.

Her personal housekeeper smiles at her every time she works, but behind her back she clenches her fists as if she wants to kill her.

Servants also like to volunteer to clean her room to steal things.

The younger brother who doesn't take anything She was scolded in front of others until she was embarrassed.

The friend she secretly likes acts worried about her and likes to talk to her and ask for one-on-one time together. But she always distanced herself.

Greedy lawyers are constantly trying to persuade you to sign certain documents.

and the groom who seems suspiciously trying to manage her business documents.

It's really pitiful that everyone is only looking to harm her because of her huge amount of money. Of course everyone wants it. That made me worried and suspicious of everyone that she might be murdered at any time or by anyone on this ship.

In the middle of that night There was a loud sound of gunfire from the bridal chamber. As I was running towards that room Strangely, I saw the groom running out of the next room. He wasn't sleeping with her? And I realized again that all the guests that were invited were all sleeping in adjacent rooms and she was sleeping upstairs alone. Probably because she herself knew that many people were thinking of killing her.

All of us guests rushed to her room. The breathless voice of the groom who looked the most worried was clearly heard. But the servant or housekeeper couldn't quite hide her secret joy. Until I wondered if they were the first two.

Suddenly, when everyone tried to break into the room door, The detective opened the garden door and came out of her room. “She is dead.” That single word made the groom fall to his knees and everyone was stunned, covering their mouths in shock. Or maybe he was hiding this smile, I don't know.

The groom immediately rushed to enter the room. But detectives stopped it, citing the possibility of ruining the case and to maintain the condition of the crime scene. Even though the two argued a lot Of course, if your own bride dies, everyone would want to see her face one last time. But the detective showed everyone pictures of her corpse.

She was lying in a pool of blood in thin pajamas that were stained with a crimson hue. There were gunshot marks on the body and items in the room were scattered. That made everyone look more agitated than before. It was like he wanted to prove her death to himself. But that had no effect. Detectives locked the room and strictly prohibited anyone from entering until the police arrived.

Everyone dispersed and returned to their rooms. It seemed like everyone was more confused by her death than saddened by her death. The maid and the servant secretly went to talk with each other. The lawyer and his brother entered the same room. The groom went out alone on the rooftop to smoke a cigarette. Everyone here benefited from her death.

“It's over.” The detective walked up and greeted me. What's the end of this? The person who hired us to protect him just died. We must have done something wrong.

“Calm down, he's coming.” The detective lit a cigarette and looked at the groom standing on the rooftop. A blue-red light appeared in front of him. The police boat has arrived.

Here we are in the middle of the ocean. Why did the police arrive so quickly? It was as if they knew in advance what was going to happen.

“Well, we're only a few miles from shore.” I was puzzled by the answer. But we took a boat out to the middle of the ocean.

“No, we were just far enough out to not see the shore and I had the captain keep driving around.”

What the hell is this? Why did you tell him to drive around?

"How can we catch the culprit quickly?"

The sound of a whistle echoing through the quiet sea at night. The red-blue light contrasted with the moonlight. All the guests except me and the detective were escorted away by the police. and the appearance with a smile of 'Sophie', the beautiful bride who should have died an hour ago. In the middle of the boat's deck, staring at all the guests who were getting into the police boat.

The journey isn't over yet. The detective and I continued our happy lives on that ship. Even though the murder case just happened last night, the detective told me the whole story while we were sunbathing on the deck of the boat.

“The murderer is the groom. Even though he didn't kill him, we have evidence from the investigation of his ex-girlfriend when they planned to fake a breakup. So that the man could marry her and kill her for Sophie's fortune. After he thought she was dead even though he hadn't done so. He went out and threw the gun he brought with him into the sea.” The detective lit a cigarette.”

Younger brother and lawyer arrested in embezzlement case They had been secretly working together to profit from her business all along. When they both knew she was dead So they tried to make a contract to divide the wealth and prepare to receive a large inheritance. The maid and servant were also arrested because after finding out that she had died, they secretly searched her room and stole a lot of her belongings.”

She probably regrets that everyone hopes for her death in order to get money from her. Because they were probably so happy that they thought she was really dead at the time. I feel depressed for Sophie. But I'm secretly glad that she has gotten out of the orbit of these bad people. I picked up a cold beer. Drink it all from the can. Before standing up and asking to go take a shower.

“Oh, and the friend who has secretly liked Sophie since childhood,” the detective said, crushing the cigarette into the ashtray. “He jumped to his death after seeing the image of her corpse.”