Those who reincarnate must die.

The first class cabin on the Olympus is the most expensive and offers the best service.

A first-class ticket is a luxury that an ordinary family might not be able to earn in a lifetime!

The guests here are all wealthy and powerful, and their accommodations are not cramped cabins. The lavish decor and luxurious facilities are in no way inferior to the top suites of luxury hotels on land!

In addition, the first class cabin is equipped with a swimming pool, banquet hall, dance floor, sauna, gym and more, striving to bring guests the ultimate enjoyment.

It was afternoon tea time, and many young men and women gathered in the café at the edge of the cabin, chatting and enjoying delicate black tea and pastries.

These are all first-class passengers. The women are dressed in luxurious and elaborate attire, with lace, ruffles and bows everywhere, while the men are mostly wearing smart tailcoats and light-colored vests, exuding a sense of composure and dignity...

Although they might not have been very proper when chatting with those beautiful young women.

Just as the atmosphere was cheerful and relaxed, a broadcast suddenly came from the loudspeaker.

"I apologize for disturbing everyone, but I am the captain of the Olympus, and I have an urgent announcement to make!"

"A very dangerous murderer is roaming this ship. He has an Asian appearance, his name is Zhang Lang, he is between twenty and thirty years old, six feet three inches tall, with a strong physique, wearing a black trench coat, carrying a gun and a knife, and is extremely vicious!"

"He has killed at least six people so far. Some of you may have heard about the bloodshed in second class this morning; that was caused by this vicious murderer. I'm sorry, but he has escaped our control and is currently roaming the ship! Passengers, please return to your cabins immediately, lock your doors, and ensure your personal safety. I am mobilizing the crew to conduct a full-scale manhunt for him. Until a safety announcement is issued, please remain in your cabins and do not come out no matter what noise you hear!"

"Finally, I want to emphasize that this person is extremely dangerous, possessing dangerous weapons and extraordinary fighting skills. If you encounter him, do not attempt to attack him! Avoid him at all costs! Avoid him at all costs!"

The sudden broadcast plunged the previously pleasant atmosphere of the coffee shop into a brief silence.

"What does this mean? A murderer?"

The ladies were somewhat worried, but their upbringing prevented them from acting like ordinary people, panicking and shouting at the slightest thing.

"rest assured!"

A tall, handsome young gentleman stood up and smiled:

"I heard about the case this morning. It happened in second class. The area between first and second class should be sealed off now, so he can't easily get on! And even if he did..."

As he spoke, the young gentleman picked up his cane:

"I'll also let him know that having a weapon doesn't make you powerful; you first need to know how to use it!"

The gentleman's confident speech earned applause and approving glances from the crowd. Two tables away, a noblewoman with chestnut hair blinked her beautiful blue eyes, concealed her nose and mouth with her folding fan, tilted her head slightly, and asked a woman beside her who was just as beautiful, but slightly more mature:

"Sister, this person is so arrogant, who is he?"

"You don't know him at all?"

The older sister tilted her head and looked at her younger sister: "Alfred Walker, the second son of Earl Walker, a lieutenant commander in the Imperial Navy, a combat hero, proficient in fencing and shooting, with rich combat experience, and the dream lover of many noble ladies!"

"By the way, I heard that Father intends for you to get to know him better, so that you can build a relationship with Earl Walker!"

"Huh?" The girl frowned. "But I don't think it's a good idea to tell everyone not to take shelter in such a dangerous situation..."

"Oh, just a petty thief. Everyone in first class has bodyguards and servants with them. That madman can only cause trouble in second or third class at most!"

As they were chatting and laughing, a commotion suddenly came from outside the coffee shop. Everyone turned to look and saw a crew member being thrown in, overturning two tables. The customers at the tables screamed and stood up to avoid him.

Immediately afterwards, a tall Asian man walked in through the door, wearing an open trench coat and carrying a short knife!

"It's that murderer!"

The murderer mentioned in the broadcast was right in front of them. Even the most composed people couldn't remain calm. The young ladies and gentlemen of these noble families rose from their seats and retreated noisily. The two sisters with chestnut hair also stood up and retreated to the wall with their eyes full of fear.

Only young Master Alfred, holding a cane, remained calm as he watched Zhang Lang walk in!

Zhang Lang pulled a ticket stub from his pocket and scanned the crowd: "Who lives in room number twelve, or the one next door or across the street?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Sir..."

Alfred smiled at Zhang Lang and raised his cane:

"Now I am the one standing before you!"

"Do you know Number Twelve?" Zhang Lang asked Alfred.

"I know him!" Alfred laughed. "My room is number fourteen!"

"Who lives in number twelve?" Zhang Lang asked Alfred. "Where is he now?"

Why should I tell you about a murderer?

"Speak!" Zhang Lang emphasized, stepping closer to Alfred, his manner startling the ladies and wives behind him who gasped in surprise.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out. Alfred pointed at Zhang Lang's cane, and a burst of fire shot out. The bullet struck Zhang Lang in the chest, and blood stained the white shirt under his trench coat.

Alfred smiled slightly, turned around and bowed slightly to the others:

"Ladies and gentlemen, please forgive me for bringing my weapons onto this ship... It's a habit I've developed over many years as an Imperial officer. And it has proven to be a wise choice!"

Alfred looked up and saw that the people's expressions hadn't relaxed; instead, they looked like they'd seen a monster!

He was wondering what was going on when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he were being clamped by iron pincers, causing him excruciating pain in his skull. Then the iron pincers lifted him up, causing his feet to leave the ground!

"Ahhhhh!"

The excruciating pain in his skull caused Alfred to scream loudly, his legs thrashing back and forth, his hands reaching for the top of his head, only to find that what was grabbing his head was a large hand!

With a flick of his hand, Alfred was turned around. To his horror, the man who had just been shot in the chest was now staring at him with a serious expression.

"I'll ask you one more time!" Zhang Lang looked up at Alfred: "Where is the person in room twelve?"

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