"Jenny, can you tell me more about it?" Marshall kept his voice as soft as possible, as if he were chatting casually. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Last night, when I was sleeping, I heard someone shouting 'help me, help me,' and I heard it very clearly, but when I opened my eyes, I didn't see anyone but my mom and dad." Jenny's tone was very solemn, as if she was saying something very remarkable.

"Oh? Did your mom and dad hear that? Marshall asked.

"No, they said I was hallucinating, probably too scared to leave the house for the first time." Jenny hung her head and lost the passion she had just had.

"Is there anything else going on?" Marshall didn't jump to conclusions.

"Hmm...... Let me think about it, no. Jenny shook her head, "Father Marshall, don't you believe me either?" Think Jenny is lying? ”

"Jenny, if you believe you did hear it, don't doubt it." "There are many voices in this world that not everyone can hear, and perhaps you are the most unique." Jenny, I don't want to say something meaningless, I can say that I believe in you and then comfort you, but ...... You won't be satisfied. Therefore, I would like to ask you one thing, if you hear this kind of voice next time, come to me secretly, is that okay? ”

After listening to Marshall's words, Jenny did not answer immediately, as if she was thinking carefully about the meaning of Marshall's words.

"Father Marshall, are you saying that only I can hear this voice?" There was joy in Jenny's tone.

"Quite possibly." Marshall gave a vague answer.

But when he heard this, it sounded to Jenny's ears, but it was no different from an affirmative answer.

"Great, I thought Father Marshall would laugh at me for being cowardly like Mom and Dad." Jenny continued to speak her thoughts.

"Jenny." Marshall shouted softly.

"Huh?"

"Don't tell your parents about it, at least not for now." Marshall made his own claims.

"But...... Why? Jenny's tone was bewildered.

"Because it's a secret between us, and a secret can't be told to anyone else." Marshall didn't say why.

"Okay." Jenny thought for a moment and agreed, "I'll go back first, thank you Father Marshall." ”

"No thanks." Marshall sat in his chair and thought.

After that, no one else entered the confessional, and Marshall returned to his room. The first thing he did when he entered the room was to lock the door and check his belongings for signs of being turned over, and only after making sure that there were no signs that he was lying on the bed.

"The Blue Pearl must be hiding a secret, maybe...... In the cargo hold? Let's find a way to check it out tonight. Marshall still couldn't remember that he wanted to go to the cargo hold, but was stopped by Ken, and compared to the rest of the place, only the other party's expression was the strangest at that time.

Not boredom, more like fear.

After dinner, Marshall went to the deck, where he also saw Anne with her parents, and when Anne saw Marshall, she waved at him, and Marshall waved in response.

Tonight's situation was different from last night, a huge silver moon hung in the starry sky, and the Milky Way was like fine quicksand spread across the sky, exceptionally bright.

"Has it been so long?" Marshall felt that the silver moon in the sky seemed to be covered with a red veil, "Although your goal is correct, the method you have chosen is very regrettable. In my opinion, the only person who can adhere to his ideals is himself, there is no so-called inheritance, different people have different experiences, different experiences shape different personalities, and everything will change. ”

"Hell movies are changing a lot now, and if my guess is correct, when there is a difference in skills and equipment, the goal you pursue will be more distant and more unreal. Either way, I want to thank you for saving me and pulling me back from the brink of hell, but I don't plan to go your way, I have my own ideas. ”

At this time, Marshall felt that someone was tugging at his clothes, and he turned around to find that Jenny had come to him at some point.

"Father Marshall, what are you thinking? What are you going to do when you go to In'an? "Jenny was full of affection for Marshall.

"Hmm...... Go and do something for a friend. Marshall replied with a smile.

"Really? My mom and dad said we had a very wealthy relative in Inn, and they were going to go to him. Jenny leaned on the railing, "But I don't want to leave Port Molov, I have a lot of friends there, I don't know what kind of place In'an is?" ”

These words were not so much for Marshall as for Jenny herself.

"Don't think about it, you'll find new friends who will be just as good as your old friends." Marshall stroked Jenny's hair.

Back in his room, Marshall set a simple alarm and fell asleep.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Marshall got out of bed, and he looked out the window, and it was pitch black.

After closing the door, Marshall used his memory to walk in the direction of the cargo hold. Because Paimon had caught the crew on duty derelict in their duties, the crew tonight was extra serious, at least there wouldn't be another situation where they got together to play cards like yesterday.

After evading a few crew members in the darkness of the night, Marshall managed to reach the cargo hold, which, unlike the patrolling crew, was guarded by two crew members.

"Gotta figure figure out." As soon as Marshall had this thought, he heard a noise not far behind him.

"No, it's soft, it's not a crew." Marshall found a dark corner, in which he huddled, a blind spot of light that was hard to spot unless he went out of his way to see who was inside.

Shortly after he took refuge, Marshall caught a glimpse of a man walking towards the two crew members guarding the hold.

Two muffled grunts rang out, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Did you solve the two directly?" Marshall didn't show up rashly, he wanted to wait a little longer.

The sound of the cargo door opening was heard, and someone entered the cargo hold.

When the time was almost up, Marshall walked out, and he saw two crew members lying on the ground, and reached out to sniff out, who were still alive, but had fainted.

Marshall took off his shoes and walked barefoot into the hold.

The light inside the cargo hold was very low, but it was still visible. There are many wooden boxes, which are neatly arranged and stacked in three layers, each nailed.

"Strange, what about people?" Marshall took two steps before he felt something was wrong.