The Swimming Death Trap [A CH Murder Mystery]

7. Take A Break

Germany pov.

I hate this ship.
The last hour I spent only for walking around and searching for Portugal. I really hoped he was in his room, but nope. He wasn't there and so I have to search for him.

So far the guests floors were empty and I moved up to the fourth floor. It had two big bars at each end of the ship, some smaller rooms that either library, restrooms or lounge and in the middle is the main lobby. In the lobby were many lathered  couch seats and small round tables. Lightened by many small chandelier and big windows on the brown wooden paneled walls.

Nonetheless I didn't found Portugal, but instead I saw India and Brazil. They both sat on their red chairs. India was reading a book, while Brazil talked to him about various things.

I walked up to them and Brazil noticed me. With a happy smile she greeted me, "Ms Detektiv! It's nice to see you. How are you?"

India looked up from his book for a second and only nodded to me as a welcome.

"A little bit stressed out," I answered honestly, "Do you both know where Portugal is?"

Brazil rubbed her chin while thinking. Meanwhile India answered without moving his eyes out of the book, "No. I didn't saw him since breakfast." Also Brazil shrugged her shoulder, not knowing where he might be.

I sighed defeated. The labyrinth like hallways and hundreds different rooms will take forever to find him.

"How about you sit with us detective," offered Brazil, "You don't look very healthy."

I waved my hands and politely declined her offer, "I'm sorry, but I have to find him quickly. It's about the murder."

That's when India looked up to me and questioned, "Isn't the murderer already caught."

Immediately I corrected him, "Austria isn't the murderer."

Brazil then leaned back on her chair and spoke, "But the weapon was found in his room and if he wasn't the killer, then who is it."

"That's what I'm trying to find out. Speaking of murder, where were you both during 8-10 pm and what were your relation with China," I asked.

Brazil started with the answering, "Well first I went to mine room to change myself after dinner and then I went to one of the bars. I know China only from the others talking about him. I actually never really talked with this guy."

I opened my notebook and wrote the information down, "Can someone confirm that?"

She then nodded with a smile, "Oh yes. India was in the same bar already nearly passed out. You have to see how much he drank."

He gave Brazil a glare and answered, "I see that my intoxicated state was amusing for you."

She then giggled, "Of course. I never saw someone pouring that much whiskey down the throat."

He didn't answered to it and I decided to ask him the same question before.

India answered without a trouble, "As this uncultured woman already told you, I was inside the bar after I left the dining room. I have no releation to China. We never spoke to each other."

"Uncultured woman," repeated Brazil to India, "Says the one who couldn't even walk five steps before falling down."

He didn't respond to her, instead he put his full attention to his book. At least I know where they were during the murder.

As I closed my book I heard some muffled shouting. It sounds as if it's upstairs. I said goodbye to the two and went up to the third floor. At the end of the staircase I saw the captain standing in the hallway close to the wall and opposite of him to my surprise stood Hungary.