My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 8 Riot
Is this murder?

Even though it was the first time, it didn't seem like a big deal.

Perhaps it is because these people, in a sense, are not truly "alive"?
Jules played with the blood-stained knife in his hand as if he was appreciating a work of art.

The blood that gradually flowed down and dried gave off a disgusting yet exciting smell.

He took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became clear.

"Forget it, I'm not that kind of pervert..."

Killing is just to achieve the goal, not to enjoy the process.

He didn't forget the important things.

Quickly, after taking the pistol from the guard's body, he threw the body into the sea and headed straight for the bridge.

It was late at night, and due to shift changes, the garrison was unusually weak.

When they first designed the plan, they never imagined that someone would actually dare to hijack the ship.

As a result, Jules easily passed through a number of checkpoints, knocked down some people, and reached the bridge.

At this moment, the captain was giving a speech inside:
"I've already told you to do it. Just follow my instructions. You won't make any mistakes! I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep for a while. You guys continue..."

With that said, he walked towards the door.

However, just as he reached the door, the cold muzzle of a gun was pressed against his head.

"do not move."

Jules threw away the blood-stained knife in his hand and laughed:
"Captain, I really have no choice. Please forgive me."

The captain had lived for decades and had had guns pointed at his head many times, so he didn't panic. Instead, he tried to calm himself and said:
"Did you kill them?"

Jules nodded indifferently: "They are blocking my way."

The captain curled his lips and sneered, "What do you want? Wealth? Even if you get it, you can't take it away!"

The muzzle of the gun was pressed a little tighter.

Jules' ghostly voice came:

"This is an iceberg area, and there is an iceberg ahead. I now order you to turn immediately and navigate with avoiding accidents as your top priority."

The captain was stunned when he heard Jules' threat.

Is this guy crazy? Is this all for him? Killing people and stealing guns?
Other ways:
"Do you think you are more professional than me?"

"Sometimes, professionals make mistakes that amateurs wouldn't make, wouldn't you say?"

Under Jules's threat, everyone on the bridge had to remain silent and watched Jules put the gun to the captain's head and force him to notify other sailors.

The captain tried to calm his expression, picked up the intercom, and said:

"Reduce speed, turn hard to right, and avoid the iceberg ahead."

……

Ruth lay in bed, unable to calm down for a long time.

She deliberately turned down the nobles' ball just to spend more time with Jack, but why did he refuse to be with her?
Could it be that Jack has a new love or is he just in a bad mood?
She didn't know, but she was upset.

"No, I have to go find him..."

She bit her lip, grabbed her evening gown from the bedside, put it on quickly, and went up to the deck.

However, there was no sign of Jules, also known as Jack.

Maybe in the lower class... she thought.

She moved around in the lower-class cabin, her gorgeous evening gown very eye-catching, but most people just looked at her strangely and didn't say anything.

Whatever the noble lord does is not something the lower-class peasants can discuss.

Soon, Rose found Jack's residence in the lower class cabin, but it was empty.

She stood there, feeling empty inside.

"Are you avoiding me?"

At this moment, someone recognized Ruth and said:

"Hey, are you looking for Jack?"

"Yes...you have seen him?" Ruth turned her head excitedly.

"He seems to have gone over there. You should look for him there. He has even changed into a suit." The man pointed in one direction.

That's the direction to the upper class cabin.

Ruth thanked him repeatedly, not caring about her appearance and trotting over directly.

Because the nobles had all gone to the ball, the road was unusually deserted and Ruth did not encounter any obstacles.

"You ask that gentleman?"

A guard at the door of the empty hall where the nobles were dining thought for a moment and said:
"He should be heading towards the bridge. I don't know what he's doing there."

Ruth didn't even bother to thank him before running over.

However, as she ran, a faint smell of blood pierced her nostrils.

Her pace gradually slowed down and her face became extremely pale.

"This..." Her body trembled slightly and she almost vomited.

The undried bloodstains on the ground and railings made her certain that a murder must have occurred here not long ago!
"Jack! Jack!" Seeing this, Ruth didn't care about anything else and shouted loudly as she walked.

She felt an inexplicable fear - could it be that her mother and Carl had murdered Jack?

When she reached the bridge door, she finally heard the familiar response:
"Ruth, why are you here?"

She turned her head suddenly, and the scene in front of her shocked her.

"Jack, what are you doing?!"

Ruth never expected that Jack was the murderer!

Yule lowered his head slightly to look at the bloodstains on his dress and said calmly:

"Sometimes, talking is useless. Besides, I'm trying to save the people on this boat."

"Are you crazy? Put down the gun!" Ruth was completely panicked. After all, she was just a young girl who knew nothing about the world. When faced with this situation, she had no idea what to do.

"I think so, but..."

Jules adjusted his posture while speaking, and suddenly, the captain pushed his gun away with lightning speed, flew to the intercom beside him, and roared:
"Someone hijacked..."

Before he could finish his words, a bullet penetrated his head and plunged him into a long sleep.

"Jack, what did you do?!!"

"Since he insists on being an accomplice, then I can only give him a ride."

Yule knew that every second counted, so he didn't waste any time talking. He pointed the gun at Ruth and said in a deep voice:
"come over."

Ruth swallowed her saliva, raised her hands high, and said tremblingly:

"No, don't kill me..."

Yule just smiled helplessly and said softly:

"Do you still remember what your mother and your fiancé did to you?"

"Not only did they harm you, they also wanted to harm everyone on this ship..."

He had no idea what the other person had been through, so he could only take a gamble - Ruth's weird appearance, if she said it had nothing to do with her mother and fiancé Carl, no one would believe it!
But seeing Ruth's painful expression, he knew that his bet was obviously right.

She grabbed her head frantically and cried out:

"I...I can't remember..."

As she cried, her body collapsed at an extremely fast speed.

The flesh peeled off, but there was no trace of blood.

At the same time, the others on the bridge witnessed this scene and fainted.

Except for Jules standing in a pool of blood.

……

At this time, the aristocratic ball was in chaos because of the warning that the captain had given his life earlier and the continuous gunfire.

"what happens?"

"Go get the guards!"

In the chaos, Carl kicked open Ruth's mother's door.

His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could flow out of it:

"Something happened. Ruth has 'woke up' and is on the bridge."

Ruth's mother was sipping her tea when she heard this and her hands trembled.

"What did you say?!"

Her wrinkled old face began to be filled with an emotion called fear:

"Could it be that the Anti-Suppression Bureau has infiltrated the ship?"

Carl gritted his teeth and said:
"That shouldn't be the case. I'll take someone to the bridge to check. You guys maintain the ceremony and don't let anything go wrong!"

He had a vague guess - it was probably because of the boy Ruth had taken a fancy to recently!
Soon, he rushed to the bridge with several servants.

Although he was surrounded by enemies inside and outside, he still cleared a path with his prestige.

However, what he saw made his heart sink.

"Where's the captain?"

"died."

"Where's the murderer?"

"Gone."

The veins on Carl's forehead bulged:
"What about Ruth?!"

Some on-site personnel said tremblingly:

"Someone said they saw Ms. Ruth and Mr. Jack going to the upper class cabin together..."

boom!
Carl took out his pistol, fired a warning shot, and shouted angrily:
"Catch the murderer!"

His eyes were filled with unparalleled anger.

At this moment, the Titanic's course had deviated significantly and there was no possibility of it hitting the iceberg!
But as long as we catch Jack and Rose and stop this farce, everything can be saved!
(End of this chapter)