The door to the crew's bedroom was opened, and First Officer Clark led people inside to look for the missing helmsman.
The pungent smell made living people feel quite uncomfortable. The beds on the upper and lower floors were empty. No one was lying on the four beds in total. Two of the beds had not been folded with quilts, and the bed surfaces were very messy.
First Officer Clark turned around and asked the person next to him. It was an anxious young man who seemed to live in this room.
"Have you not seen him all day?" Clark asked the missing helmsman, and the anxious young man was another helmsman.
He was supposed to be resting in the room, but he was forcibly woken up due to martial law on the entire ship, and continued to work overtime with his colleagues.
It was a shift at the helm, and the guy who was supposed to be in the cab controlling the steering wheel was missing. The steering wheel was locked, and the people who lived in the same room with him became suspects.
The young man kept explaining that he had not seen the missing helmsman since his shift.
The first mate frowned, and his attention inevitably caught sight of something exposed under the bed.
At first glance, it looked like a sheet hidden under the bed, wrinkled and rough.
The first mate scolded the anxious young man next to him, complaining that they ignored the rules and regulations and didn't even take care of his own bed. He would have to punish them next.
Then, he ordered the young man to take out the sheet from under the bed and clean it up.
However, when the young man went to pull the list and only pulled it halfway, he suddenly let out a cry of terror and retreated directly out of the bedroom door, pointing to the ground with trembling hands.
"That...that's not...not a sheet!"
First Officer Clark was frightened by his performance, so he squeezed in with another security officer, and the two of them worked together to drag the "sheet" into the light.
At this glance, everyone took a breath...
This is not a sheet, but a piece of skin! Human skin!
The features on it are clear, spread out flat, and there are traces of blood.
The young man just now recognized the origin of this human skin and shouted out the name of the missing helmsman.
Everyone suddenly felt chills running down their spines, and First Officer Clark looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.
No one made any movement in the entire corridor. Everyone stood stiffly in place like a machine that had lost power.
"Captain...Morgan Sparrow...go find him quickly! Hurry!" First Officer Clark's lips trembled. After reacting, he immediately gave everyone an order to search for Captain Morgan, who was also missing.
He had a premonition of terrible danger, and feared that the man might also suffer misfortune.
But soon, a familiar figure finally appeared at the end of the corridor.
Captain Morgan Sparrow, who had never shown up, arrived and, accompanied by the ship's doctor, found the first mate and others who were searching the crew's bedroom.
"I heard someone said that there is a very serious situation now. Have you found the helmsman?" Morgan asked Clark.
Clark gritted his teeth and showed Morgan the human skin still spread on the ground.
The latter covered his mouth, his pupils dilated instantly, and he was obviously shocked inside.
"I have a stomach problem and have been staying in the infirmary. Did you just discover this thing?"
"yes……"
Morgan frowned after hearing this, hesitated to speak, and finally said: "The rudder is locked. If this skin is definitely his, we can conclude that the helmsman is dead, which means... the key to unlock the lock is very likely
Can’t find it.”
"Then what should we do?!" First Officer Clark looked horrified, "Our ship is still heading towards the Silent Sea, and the deeper we go, the more dangerous it becomes."
"Don't panic, there are fleets that can cross the Sea of Tranquility, we just need to avoid the storm." The captain tried his best to stabilize the morale of the army.
"It's not just storms. Those big ocean trading companies are escorted by warships. We have nothing. We are just the pirates' dinner!" Clark shouted loudly.
Captain Morgan gave him a serious look, suppressing the guy's resentment.
"Obey orders, First Officer Clark."
"Hug...sorry..."
"Listen, about this human skin, you must never tell anyone except the people here, let alone the passengers. Also, try not to let the passengers know about your shooting of the bandits who jumped off the ship."
After receiving the instruction, First Officer Clark stood at attention and replied: "I will, Captain."
Captain Morgan continued to think, and then ordered: "What we are going to do next is to send someone here to secretly throw away this human skin, or hide it. In short, we must not spread it. Then we
Find another ax and chop off the chain on the rudder."
After listening, First Officer Clark said worriedly: "Would it make too much noise if thrown into the sea? I had arranged for people to patrol the deck in case I was seen..."
"Then hide it, and then we go to the bridge to remove the iron chain and return the ship to the normal course before anything happens." Captain Morgan glanced at the other people except the first mate with firm eyes.
These young crew members knew exactly what Morgan meant. In order to save their jobs, they immediately stood up and answered: "Yes, Captain!"
…
Back in time, after the crew searched Victor's bedroom, Victor slipped out of the room again, cast an invisibility spell on himself, and headed towards the cab.
When he came outside the cab, it was not long after the first officer left, and the two sides did not meet.
Victor entered it invisibly and found that there were three crew members guarding it. There was no helmsman or lookout. And the rudder had been locked by an iron chain.
This shocked Victor. He knew clearly that the Northern Faith was sailing towards the Sea of Tranquility. If the rudders were locked, it would prove that there was something wrong with the staff on the ship.
Judging from the appearance of First Officer Clark, it seems that they don't know about the route. Now the rudder is locked and guarded. Could it be Captain Morgan's fault?
Victor didn't see Morgan, so he had reason to be so suspicious, so he secretly left the cab and walked downstairs. However, in a dark and quiet corridor, he saw a sneaky crew member holding a bunch of things.
He entered the utility room next to him and came out furtively not long after.
In today's tense situation, the crew's behavior is revealing.
Victor believed his divination, so while the crew members were leaving, he asked Xiao Hei to get into the thick wooden door of the utility room from below, opened the lock from the inside, and soon found the door that the crew members had just inserted.
A roll of something.
Victor unfolded the things and took a look, and suddenly felt his stomach churn.
"Damn... human skin?! That's stupid!"
He almost cursed, quickly stuffed the human skin back, and then left the aisle.
…
On the other side, the captain returned to the wheelhouse with the first mate.
They sent away the crew members who were originally guarding the ship, and then the first mate picked up his ax and began to chop at the iron lock.
While cutting, the first mate murmured: "I've heard that..."
"What?" The captain sat on the chair, frowning and watching the first mate swing the axe.
"Those things that change human skin, monsters in the sea... Phew... they get into human flesh, eat everything under the skin, and then disguise themselves as that person, wearing skin... Phew... in human society
