Captain Morgan seemed to smell a bad smell and waved his hands to ask his subordinates to cover the paintings.
But then he discovered that none of the security officers dared to touch the pile of stuff.
After repeated scoldings from the captain, only the brave ones began to briefly scan the contents of the box, but no suspicious items were found, let alone a wallet.
"We have a meeting tonight. I have to make a good judgment on whether you are qualified for the job."
Captain Morgan was very dissatisfied with the reaction of his subordinates. After he finished scolding the group of people, he turned to look at Victor: "Sir, your belongings were not found, but this guy's luggage is too weird. He alone cannot handle it."
With so many things brought onto the ship, I suspect he has an accomplice."
"It was a kind person who helped me, why are you always unwilling to believe me?!" Pickman was already bruised and swollen, but he still did not give up fighting for his rights.
Those horrific paintings just now were still in Victor's mind for a long time.
Pulled back to reality by Captain Morgan's shout, Victor accidentally discovered that Rianlong had stood beside him at some point, immersed in thought.
The people around were surprised that they all had the same red hair, and couldn't help but pay attention.
"I think since no evidence has been found, this person shouldn't have done it. Let him go." Victor finally gave what he thought was a fair verdict, "And maybe the real thief is not in this cabin. You guys
Why not go to the upper deck and search? There are also passengers who have booked rooms, and..."
"Sir, if you can afford a guest room, even the lowest-class room, there is no need to steal your wallet." Captain Moore answered calmly.
"I can't say for sure..." Victor glanced at the embarrassed Pickman again, then turned to Captain Moore and said, "I guess... you are afraid of trouble. After all, those gentlemen and ladies will not let you search casually.
luggage."
After saying this, the entire shipping staff looked embarrassed.
"We will try our best...but this person..."
"Let me help..." Before the captain could finish speaking, Li Anlong suddenly interjected, "I can find a way to help this gentleman find his wallet."
"You are..." Captain Morgan looked at Rianlong in confusion.
"Um...this is my companion." Victor explained simply, but he had already guessed what Lianlong was going to do.
In fact, Victor can also use a fortune teller to figure out where his wallet is.
However, he has to make inferences based on the hexagrams to determine a rough location, and then narrow down the scope through the hexagrams.
It is much easier for fortune tellers to find things. They can just take out the divining staff and follow the divining staff.
"This...you want..."
While the captain was talking, Li Anlong took out a small divination staff from his sleeve, and then walked towards the direction where the divination staff pointed in front of everyone.
People who did not understand the art of invisibility had doubts and curiosity about such behavior, but Victor knew what he was doing, so he followed Li Anlong.
They went up to the deck, walked into the hall, passed through the deserted restaurant, first class cabin, second class cabin...
Finally, two shipping staff were found whispering in a corner.
Victor saw the wallet held by one of them at a glance, and immediately pointed at the other person and said, "That's him!"
After saying that, the security officer rushed forward directly.
The two guys were so frightened that they dropped what they were holding and ran away.
Captain Morgan went over to pick it up and found that in addition to Victor's wallet, some other things had also been left behind.
"for you……"
Taking the wallet from the captain, Victor found that it was empty. Fortunately, he didn't put anything else except money, and the total was less than 20 farka.
"We will get your money back. Now we can see the appearance of those two people clearly."
The captain said, and immediately gave orders to the people around him to search the whole ship.
"They are wearing uniforms..." Li Anlong reminded with a smile.
The captain's expression was serious: "I haven't seen them. They probably stole the clothes of our crew members."
"Okay, now the matter is resolved, thank you for your cooperation." Li Anlong turned around and winked at Victor, "Now that painter friend can feel at ease."
Indeed, although the thief was not caught, at least a good person was not wronged.
Next, Victor no longer cared about how the staff went to catch the thief. He and Li Anlong returned to the outdoor restaurant on the deck, preparing to have something to eat because it was lunch time.
Not long after they sat down, Pickman, who had arranged his coat, suddenly appeared behind Victor and greeted him.
"Uh... Sir, thank you for speaking for me just now."
He still had injuries on his face, which he didn't cover up, but he still came to thank Victor.
Victor sipped the watermelon juice and turned to look at him. Lianlong also looked at him curiously.
Then, Victor suddenly pulled out the chair and asked Pickman to sit down.
"This... I just came to thank you. I have to go back and sort out my pile of things soon..."
"It's okay, I'm very interested in your paintings." As he spoke, Victor snapped his fingers and called the waiter over, "If you want something to drink, I'll treat you."
Pickman was very reserved and waved his hand embarrassedly saying no.
"You have so much luggage, and it's all piled below the deck, where there's a lot of people, aren't you afraid of being stolen?" Victor asked curiously.
Pickman was embarrassed: "Because... I really have no money, and those works are not valuable."
"Give him a glass of orange juice...and then give him a sandwich and ham according to the lunch portion." Victor made his own decision and prepared to have a good chat with this interesting guy. Treating him to lunch wouldn't cost much.
Although Pickman kept resisting, the growling sound in his stomach finally gave him away.
When the waiter brought the plate, Pickman finally couldn't help but grab the sandwich and took two bites.
"Thank you sir, I can never repay your kindness."
After hearing his gratitude, Victor continued the topic: "Let me ask you again, are you a painter or?"
"Yes...although my paintings don't sell for much money, and no one appreciates them..." Pickman replied dejectedly.
"With all due respect, those works of yours are really difficult for people to accept." Victor smiled, keeping his eyes on Pickman's reaction, "I don't know, do you know that those paintings are destroying people's mental bodies?
"
When Pickman heard this, he was a little stunned, as if he didn't quite understand what Victor meant.
"I do not understand……"
"Are you a seer?" Victor asked.
"What?" Pickman was shocked, "No...no!"
"Then why did you paint those things? Normal people would not create such extreme emotional art." Victor questioned.
Pickman's breathing became rapid, and after a long time he explained: "Because, because those are indeed the scenes I have seen."
Li Anlong opposite him frowned imperceptibly, and his original smile became extremely serious.
Victor didn't notice and continued to ask Pickman: "Have you seen it? That scene is so terrifying. Where did you see it?"