Half an hour later, Snow and Sera sat opposite each other in the tavern on the second deck, their expressions quite serious.
In the past half hour, they combed the second deck and found a total of more than 300 corpses. Each one had at least three types of injuries. The final way of death was the complete disappearance of the spirit body, accompanied by massive bleeding.
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Of course, Snow also found individuals who died directly from fatal injuries such as decapitation and waist severing, but massive bleeding was also an indisputable fact.
In addition, these corpses all have the same characteristic, that is, they are all dressed in sailor costumes.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise from behind the door on the side of the bar, and then Wright's figure appeared in front of the two of them again.
"How are you doing over there?" Looking at Wright's disheveled look, Snow asked even though he had a substitute following him.
"There are no living people in the teahouse below. Those women basically died of excessive blood loss caused by caesarean section, and they were all disfigured. If the murderer was not jealous of their beauty, it was because of some kind of ritual."
Wright's face looked very ugly. Even an extraordinary person who had seen the world would still be shocked when he saw dozens of young women being disfigured and disemboweled.
"Although the Black Pearl is a ghost ship, in order to hide this secret, Salazar kept the number of sailors and waiters on the ship within normal standards. According to the personnel standards of regular cruise ships, almost all the sailors on this ship are here.
It's one layer..." Sera quickly recorded the information she observed in a notebook, as if she suddenly realized something, and suddenly said: "By the way, have you found that kind of moss on this layer?
"
"It seems not... I didn't see it in the teahouse or several suites." After recalling it for a while, Wright shook his head with some discomfort, while Snow said with certainty:
"Except for a small piece of moss on the ceiling on the left side of the cafeteria, there is nothing else. I compared the location. The top of the moss should be one of the first-class cabins with moss that we saw before."
"So, these mosses are not from the same group as the people who killed the crew?" Wright frowned, but a complicated look flashed in his eyes. Snow was keenly aware of the change at this moment, and asked directly without any nonsense.
road:
"What did you think of? Or do you have something to hide?"
"..." Wright was startled by Snow's somewhat cold tone. Just as he was about to explain, he found that Serra had already taken out his pistol. Although the muzzle of the gun was not pointed at him yet, it was basically blocked on this floor.
Now that the investigation is complete, it is naturally self-evident what pulling out a gun means.
Wright looked a little embarrassed, but considering the "possibility" of his survival in the two people in front of him, he finally sighed and said:
"I am a disaster priest..."
"Is that the sequence where you get unlucky wherever you go?" Sierra's eyes widened, with an expression on her face that said, "It's your kid who brought the bad luck." Wright's expression became even more serious when he was interrupted mid-sentence.
Become bitter:
"Well, in short, I went to sea this time to find an opportunity to become a winner, and this opportunity is to accumulate enough luck in an unlucky situation..."
Speaking of this, Wright complained helplessly:
"Actually, I should have chosen the pharmacist route in the first place. Although it is a bit troublesome, at least I can solve the problem through hard work..."
"What a coincidence, I know a pharmacist who complains every day that he should choose the path of destiny." Snow rolled his eyes, but found that Wright suddenly cast a slightly friendly look, which made him feel quite speechless.
"Don't talk about this, the point is, if you are the Disaster Priest, you should have foreseen this crisis, right?"
Sierra interrupted the two men's charade. After hearing this, Wright showed a helpless smile and said:
"I foresaw it, and fate taught me that only by following you two can I survive."
"..."
Snow and Sera looked at each other, looking at Wright with some suspicion, but Wright looked at them without any guilt at all, and said in a somewhat exaggerated tone:
"If it weren't for this, do you think I would jump out on my own? You know, I have met a few extraordinary people before you, but fate tells me that those guys are all indestructible..."
"Can you tell me the specific situation you foresee?" Serra put the pamphlet in his hand on the table. Snow could vaguely see the death methods of the people classified above. Wright did not refuse Serra's question and nodded directly:
"After I boarded the ship, I felt a total of three omens of danger. The first time was that stormy night, when fate did not give me a revelation, which shows that I can easily deal with it with my strength; the second time was when I saw Barbossa's body.
The third time was when I was having afternoon tea today, fate told me not to have any evil thoughts and to escape as soon as possible until I saw you two.
That’s when there was a turning point.”
"So, there are either three dangerous forces on the ship at the same time, or this force will slowly increase over time?" Sera wanted to take a deep breath, but the surrounding air was filled with the smell of blood.
Neng scratched his disheveled hair, which was about to catch up with the chicken coop, and then stared at Wright as if he had realized something:
"What do you need us to do?"
"Is it so obvious?" The embarrassment on Wright's face became more and more intense, and Snow also nodded, "Under normal circumstances, you only need to introduce yourself as someone who went to sea to seek promotion. If you want to increase credibility, you can say that you are
If you are good at divination, there is no need to disclose things like the promotion ceremony in such detail."
"Well, actually when I met you, my spirituality told me that I have accumulated enough luck in this trip of misfortune to be promoted to a winner..." At this point, Wright opened his pocket.
, he took out a glass bottle and various materials one by one from inside. As the last potion main material that exuded a brilliance like gold was removed from the spiritual blockade, Wright's sight was inevitably hung up.
A little uneasy.
It had to be said that it was very dangerous to take out such precious items at this time, but he finally chose to obey the guidance of fate.
However, what surprised him was...
"No problem." Snow and Sierra nodded in agreement almost at the same time. This straightforward answer surprised even Wright. Seeing his expression of "I agreed so easily", Sierra said helplessly:
"Compared to a disaster priest who may be unlucky at any time, I think it is safer to have a winner in the team."
"I think so too." Snow said in agreement, "If your three disaster signs are three dangers, that's fine. But if they are crises that will intensify as time goes by, I think we should explore the following two as soon as possible.
Leveling up is a must, and it will be good for both of us if you advance early."