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"They won't ask in detail, as long as you can avoid serious flaws, you can remember some questions, such as whether today’s me and yesterday’s me are the same me, and if so, where is it? The same, is the body or the soul, if not the same, then where is the difference."

Marshall continued speaking, Robert pressed his thumbs on his temples with both hands, trying to make himself remember Marshall's words, but the effect was not obvious.

"Forget it, whatever, you just have to say a few words less." Marshall waved his hand and stopped instilling these confusing questions.

Robert took a breath, and finally his thumb left his temple.

"Uh... that... I seem to have forgotten about it." Robert closed his eyes and thought for a moment.

"Father Marshall?" He found that Marshall did not respond, and raised his head, only to find that Marshall fell asleep with his elbows on the table.

Upon seeing this, Robert also lay in bed and fell asleep.

...

"Wake up." Robert felt his face being slapped twice, and he opened his eyes to find Marshall standing in front of him.

It's dawn, let's go to the restaurant.

Robert yawned, but didn't say much, and followed Marshall.

what!

Screams came from nearby. There were men and women. There was no doubt that the bodies of Jenny's parents were found.

The two of them walked over and saw a few passengers and Douglas standing at the door of Marshall's room. These people had very ugly faces and seemed to be vomiting in the next second. Fortunately, they had not eaten breakfast yet.

"Father Marshall, isn't this your room?" Douglas looked suspicious after seeing Marshall.

"What happened?" Marshall looked serious, he came to the door of his room, then covered his mouth, "Why... why is this? I stayed in Mr. Robert's room yesterday, and I discussed with him. Speculative questions all night."

Robert yawned at this time. "Yes, Father Marshall has been with me. We plan to rest after breakfast. By the way, what happened?"

"Don't look." Douglas tried to stop, but Robert relied on having seen it last night, so he moved his gaze to Marshall's bed again, and then he vomited.

After all, the lights last night were too dim. Now that Robert looked at the bodies of Jenny's parents again, he really realized the horror. The two of them were actually screwed together.

Because Robert took the lead, the rest of the people who were going to vomit couldn't help it.

For a moment, the smell and the smell of blood mixed together, making people creepy.

"What happened?" Captain David rushed over, followed by First Officer Paramount.

Seeing this kind of thing in Marshall's room, the two of them turned their eyes to Marshall unconsciously, but after seeing Marshall's innocent expression, they both chose to be silent.

"By the way, where's Jenny?" At this time, someone finally realized Jenny, so the group walked to Jenny's room with another scream.

In the end, Marshall's room was closed, and Jenny was taken care of by the rest of the passengers. At this time Jenny was still in a state of loss, as if she had lost her soul.

A group of people gathered in the restaurant.

Although the chef made a lot of delicious food this morning, most people have no appetite. Among those who have seen the bodies of Jenny's parents, only Marshall can eat them.

"Why can you still eat?" Robert looked at the food on his plate. He had tried a dozen times. Every time he put the food to his mouth, the tragic state of Jenny's parents appeared in his mind. , The stomach also began to churn.

"How can I maintain my strength without eating?" Marshall asked back.

At this time, David briefly recounted what happened this morning. In order not to cause turmoil, David omitted the tragic situation of Jenny's parents and Jenny, and made his own suggestions.

"Before I find the murderer, I hope everyone can travel with each other. At least three people are needed. When sleeping at night, lock the door and use a chair to reach the door. Unless someone is particularly familiar, don’t even knock on the door. Open it at will, because you don't know if the person outside the door will give you a hug or take your life." After Captain David finished speaking, he arranged related matters with Paramount.

Although he said so, Captain David understood that the murderer was probably not an ordinary person.

The death method of Jenny's parents or Jenny's hands and feet is not like something normal people can do. There must be something more mysterious in it.

As Marshall expected, David and Paramount came to him and Robert.

"Father Marshall, can you take the time to chat?"

Faced with David's invitation, Marshall certainly would not refuse.

"So, Father Marshall, you have been in Robert's room last night, and you haven't left a step?" David's pipe was smoking fiercely, obviously he was very anxious at this time.

"That's it. If I were in my room that night, I'm afraid I would be the same as them?" Marshall looked a little lost.

"You have good luck." Paimeng said.

"Thank you." Marshall smiled bitterly.

"Can you tell me what you talked about last night?" David shook the ashes in his pipe.

"We talked a lot last night. Actually, I didn't know that Mr. Robert was so interested in this aspect. When he came to see me, I was surprised. Although he didn't know much, we talked very much last night. Happy," Marshall said.

Robert nodded, "Father Marshall solved many of my confusion."

Hearing what the two said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ both David and Paramount had weird eyes, but they didn't say anything.

"One of the issues we discussed last night was the paradox of flying arrows. A flying arrow is neither static nor moving at any moment. If the moment is inseparable, the arrow cannot move because if it When it moves, the moment can be divided immediately. But time is composed of moments. If the arrow does not move at any moment, the arrow always stays still. So the flying arrow cannot be in motion."

Marshall broke the silence.

David blinked, "Indeed, this is very strange. It is clear that the arrow is moving, but it is still at every moment. The countless moments of static should still be still, but the arrow is moving."

It seems that Marshall's question aroused David's interest.

Parmon did not express his opinion, but he wanted Robert to express his opinion.

"Mr. Robert, what do you think about this question?" Paimeng's blue pupils looked at Robert's astonished face, waiting for the latter's answer. Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.