There were many passengers, and the sun was shining brightly at this time. Most of them gathered on the deck, admiring the view of the sea and the sky.
Seagulls flew gracefully in the blue sky, and heard a few calls from time to time.
'The Port of Marne in the Myster Islands is a very prosperous place with good scenery, attracting a large number of businessmen and tourists...'
Fang Xian looked at the people on the boat.
Gentlemen and ladies stood together elegantly and chatted. Girls in princess dresses and boys in small jeans ran past laughing from time to time, joining their parents, forming a warm family scene.
Fang Xian smiled lightly, looking at this scene, he suddenly felt a little emotional.
His experiences in the past few months have completely separated him from society.
These ordinary people never know what kind of undercurrents there are under the seemingly peaceful life.
'Wait a minute... I'm not the only one going to the headquarters for further training. Judging from the time point... maybe among these people are my colleagues?'
Fang Xian suddenly thought of another thing.
With this thought in mind, he took another look at the people on the deck.
A sailor with little education, a businessman with a little money, a warm family of four, a graceful old gentleman, a lady with a camera hanging around her neck...
'Is it not there, or is it hidden too well?'
He sighed secretly: 'It's really inconvenient without the tribulation induction and the Daluo Cave Mystery View...'
To be honest, Fang Xian has always been somewhat resistant to ocean voyages.
After all, judging from some of the information he knew, it seemed that a certain ancient ruler was sleeping in the sea.
In an environment like a ship, it's just like an airplane. Once something happens, there's nowhere to run.
However, after mastering the secret key, he didn't care much about it.
At this time, looking at the blue sea, Fang Xian didn't know why, but he always felt that the blue of the sea was too deep, and the color was so deep that it was almost pitch black.
"In a certain sense, if the sea is drained of water, wouldn't it be the biggest abyss?"
Fang Xian's mind wandered and he began to have daydreams.
"I like the sea, it always makes me happy."
At this time, a pleasant voice suddenly came from the side.
It was a lady wearing a vest, a peaked cap, and a camera hanging on her chest.
Her dress is more masculine, giving people a tomboy feel. She has short blond hair and her eyes are full of curiosity and desire for the outside world.
The tabloid reporter was Fang Xian's first impression of her.
At this time, the tabloid reporter extended his hand in a friendly manner: "Vidali...freelance writer, traveler, nice to meet you!"
"Loka...writer." Fang Xian stretched out his hand and shook it: "We are half colleagues..."
"I have always wanted to change my career as a writer, but it is too difficult, especially the requirements on grammar and my own literary quality..." Vidali said with a hearty smile.
"yes……"
Fang Xian casually exchanged a few words about his views on literature. When he saw that the time was up, he said goodbye to the lady and returned to his cabin.
'A woman who feels like a cat...'
He lived in a single cabin. Although the environment was narrow, he was treated like a first-class person. After closing the door, he couldn't help but think to himself: 'A chance encounter while traveling? Or maybe he has some other agenda?'
…
Facts have proved that Fang Xian's inspiration is always accurate.
During dinner, he was sitting in his seat, carefully dripping lemon juice on the pigeon meat, and Vidali led another person to sit opposite him: "Rocca, we meet again."
She greeted him very familiarly: "This is my new friend, Eric, a psychotherapist!"
"Hello, I'm Eric, to be precise, I'm a psychiatrist by profession!"
The man named Eric was in his twenties, dressed elegantly and elegantly, wearing a pair of glasses and said with a smile.
"Roca, writer."
Fang Xian nodded, as if they knew each other.
He had some suspicion that these two were also investigators and had heard his name from somewhere, so he came over to get acquainted.
Unfortunately, due to the damn secret-keeper agreement, Fang Xian could not speak about the investigators until these two people took the initiative to reveal their identities.
Otherwise, it is equivalent to actively leaking secrets, which is a minor stain.
"I heard that the coral reefs of the Myster Islands are very beautiful, and there are some ancient ruins on the islands. I have long wanted to travel."
On Vidali's plate was a steak smeared with black pepper sauce. She cut the food skillfully with a knife and fork, and happily stated her purpose: "As for Eric... there was a rich man who invited him with a lot of money.
One visit."
She seemed to have become familiar with Eric, and even found out his purpose.
The meat and vegetables on Eric's plate were evenly matched and arranged neatly. He was a man with a high quality of life. At this time, he smiled and said: "That's a generous gentleman... Well, he has some psychological problems."
He needs treatment, but hates traveling far away. There are no good psychiatrists in the Myster Islands, so he asked me to see him."
The three of them started chatting like good friends.
Fang Xian said that he was just traveling and looking for inspiration. Videl immediately applauded loudly and strongly invited him to explore the ancient ruins together.
This made Fang Xian a little suspicious. This woman was someone sent by the Falling Star Cult.
But he knew that this might not be possible.
Because the bald old man who died as a monster last time was a big shot in the Listening Faction and was specifically responsible for this area.
Before, it was because of his strong advocacy that the pagans pursued Roka relentlessly.
Theoretically speaking, after he dies and the stronghold is removed, the Fallen Star Order will not have any special interest in Rocca.
As for hatred? There is a high probability that it will be blamed on the secret keeper.
"Speaking of which, do you believe...that there are supernatural powers in this world?"
Vidali took a sip of the fruit wine, her cheeks flushed with excitement: "I heard that there are traces of supernatural powers on the Mist Islands, and I want to explore them."
Fang Xian was startled, feeling that this was just an ordinary person full of curiosity.
Go to the Mist Islands to pursue the mystery? It's okay if you fail. If you succeed, wouldn't you be taken straight into the secret keeper's base camp and directly incorporated or supervised?
"I don't believe in supernatural power. It may just be some potential of the human body, but we haven't discovered it yet..." Eric smiled and said, "I have done some similar research, such as subconscious memory, and the sixth sense...
They are all quite fascinating, and if we can fully master them, they are really no different from superpowers."
"Really?" Videlie became interested: "Eric...can you try to hypnotize me?"