Chapter 75: Doom

In addition to Abner, the other person who reacted to the pharmacist's words was Mr. Scudder, who muttered a little uncontrollably, "Unlucky...... Mr. Detective, you asked me if I had been unlucky......"

At this time, Mrs. Scudder, who had been looking blank, also broke out, she threw herself at her husband's side, grabbed his clothes, and cried out hoarsely, "It's all you! It's all stuff you bring back from overseas! If it weren't for those things, how could my little Aaron be sick and how would he die now?! You give me back my Aaron! ”

"It's my fault...... It was my fault! Mr. Scudder also kept muttering to himself in pain, allowing his wife's fist to fall on him.

Seeing that the scene was becoming chaotic, and that the couple's words might reveal some other secrets, Abner motioned for Captain Matt to persuade him, and personally took the witnesses, reporter Mike Joseph, Mr. CuarΓ³n, and the former suspect Pharmacist, out of the cabin.

After going out, Mike's reporter took the lead in applauding Abner and said with a smile: "What a wonderful reasoning, I heard that you found out the truth just by searching the room?" It seems that another detective is about to be born in Rune. ”

"You're overrated, I'm just lucky." Abner replied modestly.

"This is not a deliberate compliment...... Mike reporter waved his hand and then asked, "By the way, if you don't mind, can I publish this story in the newspaper?" ”

Newspapers? And that's a good thing...... I had wanted to go back to Beckland to play the detective, but because I wasn't famous, I always felt that there wouldn't be any decent commissions...... If it's in the newspaper, maybe the fame will come?

Thinking so, Abner was embarrassed on the surface: "I have no problem, but I still have to ask for the consent of Captain Matt and Mr. Scudder on this matter." ”

"Don't worry, nothing has happened, old Matt won't let go of the opportunity to advertise his boat! As for Mr. Scudder...... I'm sure I'm sure I'll convince him, too. After confidently reassuring him, the reporter took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Abner, saying, "This is my business card, if you need it in the future, you can take him to the "Daily Observer" newspaper office to find me." ”

It's time to swap business cards...... It's a pity that I haven't printed it yet, so I can't make a spell for you on the spot......

After laughing at himself a few times, Abner said apologetically: "I'm sorry, because I haven't been assessed by the teacher, and I don't have my own office." So ......"

"Haven't you passed the assessment in terms of knowledge and reasoning? I don't know who your teacher is? Reporter Mike asked, somewhat surprised.

"My teacher is Detective Isenger Stanton." Esinger is a well-known detective, and Abner doesn't need to hide it.

Hearing the name Isenger Stanton, before the reporter could speak, Caron, who had not spoken next to him, preemptively said: "It turns out that Mr. Brian, you are a student of the great detective Issinger, and you are really a famous teacher and apprentice!" This is my business card, please accept it. ”

This thing is really realistic, and I was still a little impatient on my face just now, as if I didn't want to make friends with a little person like me. At this time, I heard the teacher's name and felt that I had value, so I gave me a business card.

Abner just thought so, but the medicine man behind him sneered again and said, "Hey, this is a real world. ”

Mr. CuarΓ³n couldn't help but smile when he heard this, he glared at the pharmacist fiercely, took a few deep breaths before he barely calmed down his anger, squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile, and said, "I still have some things, so I'll leave first." ”

Neither Abner nor Reporter Mike wanted to offend people just by their words, so they politely said goodbye.

After Mr. Caron left, the reporter shook his head and persuaded: "Mr. Pharmacist, it is easy for you to offend people by talking like this." ”

"I don't expect him to eat, and if he is offended, he will be offended!" The pharmacist replied nonchalantly, and then said, "By the way, my name is Darkwell, and you two can just call me by my name." ”

It's Darkwell...... Abner muttered to himself, and then persuaded him in the same way: "There are people who can't help you get things done, but they can destroy your things." He'd read a lot of Russell's quotes, and this one probably hadn't been included.

That's right, there is a lot of truth in that! Mr. Blaine, you must have received a higher education in grammar! Reporter Mike was amazed and praised.

After the three of them chatted for a while, Reporter Mike and Darkwell also took their leave, and Abner turned back to the cabin just now, he still had something to ask Mr. Scudder, and the other party's detective fee had not been paid.

By this time, the Skadders' agitation had almost been vented, and was gradually calming down under the captain's reassurance.

"Mr. Blaine, I know what you want to ask...... I'll tell you what I know, because I want to use your experience to figure out how to fix things out once and for all! Mr. Scudder gritted his teeth and said directly when he saw Abner come in.

Abner didn't expect the other party to figure it out so quickly, but it was a good thing for him, so he nodded and said, "I'll try my best to help you analyze." ”

It was only after Captain Matt's amusement that Mr. Scudder sighed and recounted:

"It all started a little more than a year ago, when I went to Byam by boat with the company's shareholder, Mr. Leinster, to buy raw materials. On the way back, we rescued an old gentleman who was shipwrecked from the sea, which is nothing, after all, this is the rule of the sea, even pirates will rescue those who have fallen into the water......"

Let's get to the point! Abner was a little helpless, but he didn't want to interrupt the other party, so he had to continue to listen to him:

"The old gentleman is a very mysterious man, and we thought he was mentally unsane at one time, but he reminded us several times to change course, and all of them happened to avoid danger, which made most of the people on board think that he was a very capable prophet."

"The old gentleman finally disembarked in a small port on the west side of the Roth Islands. Before leaving, he told us a direction, saying that we could find a treasure along that direction, and that we would be rewarded for saving him. However, in the end, he warned us to only take the superficial ones, and not open the inner door. ”

"We sailed in the direction he pointed out, and a day later we found a small island, a small valley on the island, in which many items from the last era were placed, including gold coins, utensils, sacrificial items, etc."

"We are very happy that we have shared the treasure under the auspices of our shareholder, Mr. Leinster. But just then, an iron gate on the rock wall at the end of the valley caught our eye. Though the old gentleman had warned us before leaving, greed had filled everyone's heart, and they forgot his words, and at last Mr. Leinster pushed the door open......"

Abner was fascinated by this, and when he saw him stop, he couldn't help asking, "What's behind the door?" ”

Mr. Scudder's spirit seemed to be in a trance at this time, and he said in a dreamy tone, "Nothing...... There are only a few strange frescoes......"

"What kind of murals? What's a strange way? Abner asked.

"I ...... I can't remember. Mr. Scudder came to his senses and shook his head.

Can't remember? Was this influenced by the mural, or was it dealt with by someone subsequently? If they come back and have bad luck one after another, it is impossible not to alarm the authorities.

Having some speculation in his mind, Abner asked, "So, did you start to have bad luck when you came back?" ”

"Not really, at first it was just that the children of the people who had been given the treasure on the ship began to get all kinds of strange diseases...... That's when little Aaron started to have severe pain all over his body. Mr. Scudder replied after a moment's thought.

"And then?"

"Later, our trading company went bankrupt for various inexplicable reasons, and many of my unemployed colleagues and I began to encounter bad luck, and everyone reacted and thought that there was something wrong with the treasure!" Mr. Scudder said.

"So you called the police, right?"

"Yes, shortly thereafter the military came to the door and confiscated all the items we had been given, and sent a mysterious man to give us a mass. Finally tell us that we should be fine......" Mr. Scudder said this, and his head seemed to ache.

All the items that were distributed were confiscated? What's the deal with that gold coin? Well...... That gold coin seems to be able to counter-reconnaissance and anti-divination, if the sequence of people from the military is not high, it may indeed be missed.

Moreover, Mr. Scudder's memories must have been processed by the so-called mystery man at Mass, otherwise he would not have resisted the majesty of the "arbiter" before.

Asked this, Abner basically figured out what happened, he thought for a while, and asked again: "I don't know what your faith is?" ”

"The god of steam and machinery."

Are you a god of steam who does sea trade? No wonder the company went out of business! Abner said solemnly, "I can't say for a moment what happened, but if you don't want to continue to suffer bad luck, I suggest that you go to St. Hillland's church and pray to the bishop as soon as you arrive in Beckland." ”

Seeing that Abner's face was solemn, Mr. Scudder also became serious, and said, "I will do what you say!" ”

Abner was relieved to see that he had listened to his words, and did not ask for his detective fee again, after all, the gold coin could be used as a reward, although the other party did not know.

After Abner left, Mrs. Scudder whispered, "Honey, what shall we do now? ”

"As Mr. Detective said, go to St. Hillland's Church and pray! Then by the way, I went to visit the house of Leinster Unsetin, and his son Will did not know if the strange ailment in his leg had been cured in Beckland...... Ay! Mr. Scudder sighed wistfully.