Looking at Kent's dejected figure as he left, Aaron had a playful smile on his face.
He has seen a lot of women.
When he was still Earl of Green Forest, he maintained close relationships with many ladies.
And after waking up from a deep sleep, he did not suppress his desires.
He really didn't look down on Helen, who was just a young lady.
What he noticed was the change in Kent.
"He has violated the 'Law of Accidents'... He will never let Helen go!"
Aaron is sure of this.
"So... what price will he pay for the interference of fate? I'm looking forward to..."
…
The next day.
Inside the high-end restaurant on the Sainte-Marguerite.
Aaron had a white napkin tied on his chest and was enjoying breakfast attentively.
Sweet hot cocoa paired with perfectly fried soft-boiled eggs, next to bacon, sausages and sandwiches, is enough to start a wonderful day.
Just when he finished the last piece of bacon and was slowly drinking hot cocoa, he saw the captain, Mr. Wilson, with several big-shouldered sailors with shotguns in their hands, rushing towards the first class with a look of unhappiness on his face.
cabin direction.
"It seems... something happened to a distinguished guest."
Next to Aaron, a middle-aged man in a suit and ties was talking to himself uneasily.
He nodded in agreement.
For the captain, if something happened to a third-class passenger, he might not even blink an eye.
Second class would make him frown slightly and make a note in his logbook.
Only when something happened to the distinguished guests in the first class cabin, or some major incident occurred that endangered the entire ship, would Wilson show that look.
Aaron wiped his hands with a napkin and quickly followed.
Captain Wilson and the sailors ran all the way and finally arrived in front of Helen's suite.
Many passengers gathered around and pointed at the wide open door.
The horrified grandmother and maid stood at the door, accepting Wilson's questions, while Helen leaned against the wall with a pale expression, a look of confusion on her face.
"That room is locked and no one can open it? Are you sure?"
Wilson had deep nasolabial folds, frowned, and stared at the nanny in front of him: "Who does it belong to?"
"That's Kent's room. Kent was originally Miss's playmate when she was a child, but things were different after she came back from studying... He, he was Miss's manservant." Mammy kept making praying gestures: "May the Holy Spirit bless you.
, I saw dark blood flowing from the crack of his door this morning..."
"So... is it possible that he committed suicide by slitting his wrists in the room?" the boatswain next to Wilson asked, "or was he burglarized?"
"Impossible, the door has always been locked. And..." Grandma's expression became horrified: "When we tried to open the locked door, we all heard a terrifying beast roar... a bit like a wolf, or
Like a tiger...anyway, it’s not like the sound that humans can make!”
"David, take someone to guard the door and be careful not to let anyone in. The other guys with guns will follow me in to take a look."
Wilson was silent for a moment, then walked into the suite and outside a servant's room.
He could not help but frown even more when he saw the dark blood seeping out from the cracks in the door and staining the carpet red.
Wilson stepped forward, grasped the metal door handle, and tried to open the door.
Click!
The door didn't move at all, as if it had been locked from the inside.
"Ho ho ho!"
At this time, a low roar came from inside the door.
At the same time, there was a harsh sound like fingernails scratching the glass, which made everyone's eardrums hurt and they wanted to escape from the area.
Wilson's face suddenly turned ugly.
He did not try to open the door violently, but turned around and left, came to the door of the suite, and looked at the anxious crowd.
These people also heard the roar of the beast just now.
Wilson's face was as dark as water, and his eyes were fixed on Helen: "Madam... tell me... do you know anything about the mystery?"
"Yes...yes." Helen nodded tremblingly.
"So... do you have an Extraordinary bodyguard? Where is he?" Wilson continued to ask just in case.
"It's Kent...he...he has some unknown means. My father trusts him very much, but now, wuwu..."
Helen started sobbing softly.
Wilson was too lazy to pay attention to her and turned directly to face the other confused passengers:
"Everyone... I am Captain Wilson of this ship! I don't want to say any more unnecessary words... I would like to ask, are there any mysterious people involved among you? I am sure that a mysterious incident occurred in a certain room in the suite, and it needs professional help to solve it!"
As an old sea dog and the captain of a luxury liner, Wilson is well-informed and knows the existence of the mysterious world.
Precisely because he knew how scary that circle was, he didn't try to solve the problem on his own, but wanted to seek help.
Among the thousands of passengers, there are always some mysterious people.
Moreover, because South Indonesia is relatively primitive and ignorant... some persecuted pagans and secret groups also like to go to the New World for development.
In the New World, the acceptance of mystery is much higher than that of Inves, at least not to the level of a street rat.
"I am willing to pay gold pounds to resolve this incident. If you are interested, please register with my boatswain, David."
Wilson said something hastily, and then headed in the direction of another luxury suite.
He's going to visit Egg Feller!
As a famous rich man and steel tycoon in the kingdom, the other party must be protected by powerful extraordinary people!
Moreover, there is a high possibility of persuading the other party to help. After all, the two parties live very close to each other. If something happens here, it will be 100% affected!
"What happened?"
Some passengers were confused, and some looked solemn.
Aaron took the opportunity to squeeze out of the crowd and came to Helen's side.
"Kent... something happened to Kent. I... I shouldn't have quarreled with him last night..."
Helen's eyes were red.
'Sure enough...that room belongs to Kent!'
Aaron nodded secretly, having already guessed the cause and course of the incident.
'Kent was very angry yesterday, and then he had a big argument with Helen. After returning to the room, his mood was extremely unstable...'
'Of course, emotional instability can be recovered through meditation and other methods, so it is nothing...but he also violated the contract and was punished by the fate of the 'Law of Accident'!'
'Extraordinary people can easily lose control when their emotions break down. If they encounter an accident at this time, the chance of losing control will increase dramatically...'
'The death of an extraordinary person out of control... is indeed the most common way to die. Even extraordinary people cannot fight against fate, or... because of their weaknesses of madness and loss of control, they are more easily manipulated and exploited by fate?'
After thinking about the cause and effect, Aaron's mouth showed a smile: "But... I just want to try it, what will be the consequences of forcefully resisting fate!"
He announced silently: "The experiment continues!"