Chapter 108: The Nightmare Begins

"They don't ask in detail, you just need to be able to avoid serious flaws, there are some questions you can remember, such as whether I am the same today and yesterday, if so, what is the same, is it the body or the soul, if it is not the same, then what is the difference. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Marshall continued, and Robert pressed his thumbs to his temples as much as he could, trying to memorize Marshall's words, but the effect was really not obvious.

"Forget it, whatever, you just need to say a few words." Marshall waved his hand to stop indoctrination of these confusing questions.

Robert exhaled, and his thumb finally left his temple.

"Uh...... That one...... I seem to have almost forgotten it. Robert closed his eyes and thought for a moment.

"Father Marshall?" He noticed that Marshall did not respond, and looked up, only to find Marshall with his elbows propped up on the table, and just like that, he fell asleep.

Seeing this, Robert also lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

……

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

It was already dawn and we went to the restaurant.

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

Yes!

Screams came from nearby, both men and women, and there was no doubt that the bodies of Jenny's parents had been found.

The two walked over and saw several travelers and Douglas standing at the door of Marshall's room, their faces were very ugly, and they seemed to be about to vomit in the next second, but fortunately they hadn't eaten breakfast yet.

"Father Marshall, isn't this your room?" When Douglas saw Marshall, he looked suspicious.

"What happened?" Marshall's expression was serious, and he came to the door of his room, and then covered his mouth, "For...... Why is this happening? I had been in Mr. Robert's room yesterday, and I had been discussing speculative issues with him all night. ā€

Robert yawned at this point, "Yes, Father Marshall and I have been together, and we are going to rest after breakfast, by the way, what is going on?" ā€

"Don't look." Douglas tried to stop it, but Robert relied on the fact that he had seen it last night, so he once again shifted his gaze to Marshall's bed, and then he threw up.

After all, the lights last night were too dim, and now Robert looked at the bodies of Jenny's parents again, and only then did he really realize the horror, the two people who were so good were actually screwed together.

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

For a moment, the stench mixed with the smell of blood was creepy.

"What's going on?" Captain David arrived, followed by Paimon, the first mate.

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

"By the way, what about Jenny?" At this time, someone finally realized Jenny, so the group walked towards Jenny's room, and there was another scream.

Eventually, Marshall's room was sealed and Jenny was left to the care of the rest of the travelers, who remained in a state of distraction, as if she had lost her soul.

The group gathered in the restaurant.

Although the chef had made a lot of delicious food this morning, most of them had no appetite, and Marshall was the only one who could eat the corpses of Jenny's parents.

"Why can you still eat it?" Robert looked at the food on his plate, he had tried it more than a dozen times, and every time he put the food to his mouth, his mind came to the memory of Jenny's parents, and his stomach began to churn.

"How do you maintain your strength without eating?" Marshall asked rhetorically.

At this point, David briefly recounted what had happened this morning, and in order not to cause unrest, David omitted the tragic situation of Jenny's parents and Jenny, and put forward his own suggestions.

"Until the murderer is found, I hope that everyone can go together, at least three people, lock the door when you sleep at night, and use a chair against the door, unless it is someone you know very well, even if someone knocks on the door, do not 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 for Paimon to make relevant arrangements.

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

The way Jenny's parents died or Jenny's hands and feet, it doesn't seem like something normal people can do, and there must be something more mysterious involved.

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

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

In the face of David's invitation, Marshall, of course, would not refuse.

"So, Father Marshall, you were in Robert's room last night and never left a single step?" David's pipe smoked fiercely, and it was clear that he was very anxious at this point.

"That's right, if I had been in my room that night, I'm afraid I would have been like them, right?" Marshall's expression was a little lost.

"You're in luck." Paimon said.

"Thank you." Marshall smiled wryly.

"Can you tell us about your chat last night?" David shook the ash from his pipe.

"We talked a lot last night, actually, I didn't know that Mr. Robert was so interested in this, and I was surprised when he came to me, although he didn't know much, but we had a good conversation last night." Marshall said.

Robert nodded, "Father Marshall has solved many of my puzzles. ā€

Hearing the words of the two of them, both David and Paimon looked at each other strangely, but they didn't say anything.

"One of the issues we discussed last night was the paradox of the flying arrow. Flying arrows are neither stationary nor moving at any given moment. If the moment is indivisible, the arrow cannot move, because if it moves, the moment is immediately divisible. But time is made up of instants, and if the arrow is motionless at any instant, then the arrow always remains stationary. So the flying arrow cannot be in motion. ā€

Marshall opened his mouth to break the silence.

David blinked, "Indeed, this is very strange, obviously the arrow is moving, but it is still in every moment, and countless still moments should still be stationary, but the arrow is moving." ā€

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

Paimon doesn't have his opinion, but he wants Robert to have one.

"Mr. Robert, what do you think about this?" Paimon's blue pupils looked at Robert's stunned face, waiting for the latter's answer.