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"It's a good thing that with this honor, it's easier for me to move around the Blue Pearl." Marshall weighed in his heart, then stood up and bowed slightly, in response.

"I think everyone has heard this afternoon that the murderous demon in Port Molov was discovered by Father Marshall, if it weren't for him, maybe this demon is still killing innocent people in Port Molov, let's make a toast to Father Marshall." After David finished speaking, he picked up the goblet from the side and poured it full of wine.

The rest of the people in the restaurant did the same.

With another glass of wine in his stomach, Marshall sat down after drinking it.

"By the way, Father Marshall is still the ship's chaplain on the Blue Pearl. We hope you all have a great trip! When David was introduced, he stepped down and sat back in his seat.

He picked up his knife and fork and teased Marshall before making a move on the sausages on his plate.

"Father Marshall, you don't like to talk much." David said with a smile.

"By the way, Mr. David, may I ask, plus me, how many passengers are on board?" Marshall skipped David's question and asked directly about what he cared about most.

"Fifteen." David thought for a moment and replied.

"Fifteen?" Marshall said to himself: "When I stood up just now, I counted, plus I only have fourteen travelers, which means that there is one person who did not come to the restaurant?" ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. David, but is there another traveler who didn't come to the restaurant?" Marshall put down his knife and fork.

"Hmm...... I don't know, maybe. David thought for a moment and gave an uncertain answer, "Actually, you don't have to come to the restaurant, if you need it, Douglas can also help deliver it to the room." ”

"So, Douglas knows this best?"

"Hmm. But why did Mr. Marshall care so much about the rest of the travelers? David was a little curious.

"Nothing, just a sudden desire to know." Marshall used an excuse to perfunctory the past.

"In any case, it is most important to figure out the identity of these travelers first, and then the identity of the sailors. I would never believe that the Blue Pearl was a safe place. Marshall said to himself.

After dinner, Captain David took Marshall to the confessional room that was specially prepared for him.

Unlike a normal confessional room, the confessional room that David prepared for Marshall was a remodel of an ordinary room. In general, Marshall is sitting or standing in the room where he is now, and the person who wants to confess or talk to will enter another room, neither of which can see the other, but there are some small holes in the wall where the sound can be transmitted.

"Hopefully it won't make you feel depressed." David touched his beard.

"No, just Mr. David, do I have to stay here every day?" Marshall looked at the somewhat empty room.

"Hmm...... I'm here for Father Marshall, and you don't have to be in the confessional every day, but I think it's important for us to agree on a definite time so that we don't run out of space. Captain David walked into the confessional.

"When does the captain think it's the best time?" Marshall was going to let the other side speak first.

"The trip will take about a month, and if I can, I'd like the priest to take a little time between two and four o'clock in the afternoon every day." David spoke his request.

"Hmm...... I can try it first. Marshall didn't directly agree, "Just decide like this, if there is a change, I will tell Mr. David about you." ”

"Yes, you can." David smiled heartily, "This is the key to the confessional. ”

Marshall took the key, "If there's nothing else to do, I'll go back to my room first." ”

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Back in his room, Marshall lay down on the bed, and although he had rested in the afternoon, he still felt very tired at this time, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

When he woke up, Marshall looked at the time, and it was actually four o'clock in the morning.

It was pitch black outside the window, and there was barely any light to be seen.

"I definitely can't sleep now, so I might as well go to the deck and take a look." Marshall opened the door and walked out.

He came to the deck, and there were only a few tiny stars shining in the night sky.

At this moment, a slight crash came to Marshall's ears, and he looked in the direction from which the crash came and saw that a man was throwing something into the sea. After throwing things down, the other party spotted Marshall walking towards him, and then he rushed in the other direction at the speed of a 100-meter race.

"Wait ......" Marshall's only trace of doubt disappeared in an instant, "no matter what he throws, since he chooses to run away, it must be something that can't see people, catch him!" ”

Marshall followed, but the other had already entered the cabin through another entrance.

"Strange, isn't this cargo ship unattended at night?" Marshall's brow furrowed, and he followed into the cabin.

As soon as he stepped out of the cabin, Marshall realized that he had lost sight of the other party, and he chose a random direction, and just around the corner, he ran into Paimon, the first mate of the Blue Pearl.

"Huh? Father Marshall, haven't you slept so late? Paimon's blue pupils were filled with curiosity.

"It's not him, there's no sweat on his forehead, his heart rate is neat, it's not a sign after strenuous exercise."

Marshall looked at Paimon's forehead, and then said to Paimon, "Paimon, did you see a man running down?" Should be a male. Marshall took a few deep breaths.

"None? What's wrong, Father Marshall? Paimon was a little curious.

"I couldn't sleep now because I had gone to bed too early, and I wanted to go to the deck to have a look, but I saw someone throw something off the boat, and just as I was about to go in and ask about it, the man ran away, and I suspected there was something wrong with it, so I ran here with him." After Marshall finished speaking, his heart rate also returned to normal.

"Really? Father Marshall. After hearing Marshall's words, Paimon's expression became very serious.

"Really." Marshall nodded.

"I don't see anyone running by, but I can help you, Father Marshall, please come with me." Paimon walked towards the crew cabin, where the crew lived.

"What are you doing here when you're not on duty!" Paimon pushes open the door, revealing several crew members playing cards.

When they saw Paimon enter, their faces turned pale and the playing cards in their hands fell to the ground.

"I see......" Marshall shook his head, if it weren't for the negligence of the crew, the other party would not have had a chance to throw things out of the Blue Pearl.