Realizing that the situation was not right, Marshall immediately moved away from the position where he was standing at this time, even if his movements of this magnitude would make a noise. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The moment he left, the sound of breaking the air sounded in his ears.

Once he had stabilized, Marshall found himself following the man standing where he had been standing.

It is a muscular male with an angular face.

"I met this man when I was in the restaurant, his name was Robert, and according to himself he was a violinist." This message crossed Marshall's mind in an instant.

The other party rushed over again, and the movement was very swift.

Robert smashed a punch on Marshall's arm, and seeing that his attack was blocked, he did not hesitate and kicked Marshall's body, but Marshall did the same to him, and the two fell to the ground almost at the same time.

After landing, both men climbed up at breakneck speed.

"Robert, I'm going to call someone if you do it again." Marshall's face was serious, and his eyes were sharp.

"I can cut your throat before you speak, Father Marshall." Robert replied softly.

"If you're that kind of person, the crew out there won't be alive." Marshall didn't care at all about the other side's threats.

"Okay." Robert patted his pants, "I didn't expect Father Marshall to be interested in stalking people as well." ”

"I didn't." Marshall shook his head, "Who the hell are you?" ”

"I'm a detective." After Robert finished speaking, he didn't pay any attention to Marshall, but walked towards the cargo hold alone, "Speaking of which, I have also heard about Father Marshall's deeds, although it is ostensibly that Director Patton cracked Lev?" Webb's murder case, but from what I know, this honor should be more for you. ”

Marshall put on his own shoes, and since he had been discovered by the other party, there was no need to hide his footsteps in this way.

"What is the purpose of your visit to the Blue Pearl?" Marshall followed.

"Because I received a commission that a family lost something, I followed the clues I found and finally found the Blue Pearl." Robert crouched down and knocked on the floor.

"What's that?" Marshall asked.

"Their children." Robert stood up and continued to walk forward.

"Disappearances of children?" Marshall looked around, "Are you saying the missing child is being tucked away on the Blue Pearl?" What is the purpose? Although he had asked in his heart, Marshall had already begun to carefully examine the cargo hold to see if there was a hidden room, something like a secret room.

"Maybe you want to sell it for a good price." Robert didn't really want to pay attention to Marshall.

"If it's to sell people, then it's necessary to provide food and water, which are essential. Because if you accidentally die, the value of the commodity ceases to exist, and in order to dispose of the corpse ......" At this point, Marshall thought of what had happened to him last night.

"By the way, there's no more convenient way than that, but I just happened to find out." Marshall said in his heart.

Then, sensing something was wrong under his feet, he crouched down.

"What's wrong?" Robert was a little curious about Marshall's reaction.

Marshall tapped, "The sound is not right." ”

When Robert heard this, he also knocked on the floor, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

"It's here." Marshall pointed to where he had tapped.

"There is indeed a problem." Robert nodded, he looked at Marshall and said, "I don't know why, I see the shadow of Father Brown in you." ”

Marshall did not answer, but tried to open the plank under his feet, but the plank did not respond.

"The switch is probably in the rest of the place." He said it should be nearby.

On the wall blocked by the cargo box, Marshall discovers the hidden switch, and when he flips it, the floor in question sinks in, and a long vertical ladder appears in front of the two men.

"I'll go down and have a look." Robert volunteered and climbed in.

Soon, there was a commotion from below, and then Robert's voice came from below, "Come in." ”

As soon as Marshall climbed down the ladder, his nose smelled a foul odor.

Stepping into the bilge, Marshall saw the figure of more than a dozen children, all of whom were less than ten years old, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Marshall and Robert.

Robert took a few steps forward, and the children all huddled around the excrement behind them like monsters.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Robert paused, "Is Anthony there?" He asked.

The group of children still looked at Robert in fear, but no one answered.

"Is Anthony there?" Robert asked again.

"He was taken away last night." An older girl said.

Although what Marshall saw last night was not widely disseminated, Robert still learned about this time through his own means, and after hearing the little girl's words, Robert sighed.

"Do you know who imprisoned you here? Name or physiognomy. Marshall stepped forward and asked.

They were all on the Blue Pearl now, a completely enclosed space, and there was no way to communicate with the outside world, and if they couldn't distinguish friend from foe, even if they found out about it, they could be wiped out by 'most of them'.

"I don't know, they all cover their faces and call each other rabbits and rats." Said the little girl who had answered Robert's question earlier.

When Marshall heard the little girl's words, he did not ask again, but whispered to Robert.

"Normally, the first thing they do when you say that sentence is to gather around, but it's the exact opposite, which means that the people who imprisoned them have done something similar." Marshall's voice was soft.

"You mean?" Robert quickly understood Marshall's thoughts.

"That's right, the people who imprisoned them may have also played the role of the rescuers of them, so that the desire of these children to escape can be completely cut off, because they have no way of telling whether the person who saved them is played by the bad guys, but in order to prevent themselves from being harmed, just refuse anyone who comes to save them."

"Under this approach, only a few of the more intelligent children will rely on their own experience to judge their identity, and it is clear that in early childhood, the level of intelligence has a lot to do with age." Marshall's meaning is obvious, to ask the little girl who answers the question as a breakthrough.

"It's a way to do it." Robert nodded, then stepped forward with the stench.

"What's your name?" He bent down and asked the little girl softly.

The little girl shook her head and said nothing.