"Well, it's a nice place. Hahaha. "It's kind of a good time to rest.

Leaning against the guardrail on the bow of the Endeavour, Pierce sighed softly. He began to look around, the sky was dark, the sea breeze was gusting, and the sea around him was not rough, but it was not calm.

He looked at the vague outline of the island in the distance, and wondered what it was that had made the old captain, whom he had so fond of, so excited at the end, but to no avail.

Yes, good luck. He sighed, he needed this now.

"Okay, I see."

"Warehouse 31, do you know where it is?" This time Pierce almost roared. A familiar voice came from behind Pierce with footsteps, and he knew it was Captain Carpenroll, but he didn't know if he was saying it with pride or self-deprecation.

"You can see that this place has had its glory days." He replied without thinking.

"Outsider, I advise you not to go to this warehouse 31, it's haunted." The homeless man did look scared.

"So Mr. Pierce is a detective, and it's the first time I've seen a living detective standing in front of me. Anyway, in fact, I also hope that this unfortunate incident is all fake, but it is true, this incident just happened, I don't think there is any hidden truth behind this matter, anyway, good luck. Also, we're almost there. For some reason, Pierce felt that the sturdy old man's eyes began to light up after hearing what he had said, as if he had heard something very important in his words.

Pierce could tell that he was prevaricating in the last few words, as he was obviously thinking about something else, and he patted Pierce on the shoulder, pointed to a black shadow that was gradually emerging in the distance, and turned and walked into the cabin.

"Well, so I need to take care of this matter, you just need to tell me where warehouse 31 is, and then hide far away, and I'll do the rest, and I don't want this matter to be publicized too much, after all, it's my principle to keep a low profile."

"Wonderful story, sir." Pierce thought about it for a while and decided to tell a lie to the drunken bum,

"Don't hide it" He deliberately lowered his voice, pretending to be very mysterious,

"Actually, I know that Lord Vincent's ghost is still hovering here, in fact, I came here specifically to solve this matter, I am an exorcist."

"Well, it's a nice place. Hahaha. "The journey to Blackwater Island was truly terrifying.

Originally, it was just overcast, but then gradually fog spread, and visibility was very low.