Horror Studio

"Don't you know? How should I call you?" Robert changed his expression.

"Don't ask any more, you can leave. If you don't leave quickly, you will die if they find out." The little girl shook her head and didn't intend to continue.

Robert stood up, and he glanced at Marshall, asking for his opinion.

"When we discovered this secret, we were no longer ordinary passengers. Now the question is before us. If we announce this, will the Blue Pearl return to sail to save these children, or will it leave behind? Some corpses, continue to march towards Yinan?"

After Marshall finished speaking, he began to crawl towards the exit.

"You are a priest, don't you just leave these children alone?" Robert was a little angry.

"The priest is also a human, and... the danger on this ship is not necessarily the only one." Marshall frowned, and Jenny's words still echoed in his mind. When seeing these children, Marshall returned the voice that Jenny heard. In these children, but he thought about it carefully and found that it was impossible.

Because the sound insulation environment here is quite good, compared with the rising and falling sound of the sea outside the window, the latter's sound is actually louder.

Of course, you can treat the voice Jenny hears as an illusion like ordinary people, but after experiencing so many things, Marshall decided to believe it.

Robert cursed, but Marshall didn't take it seriously. After he crawled out, he hid in a dark corner.

It didn't take long for Robert to climb up too.

"It seems that you made the same choice." Marshall said softly.

"Have you not left?" Robert lowered his voice. "I'm just a detective."

"I hope you don't have the idea of ​​leaving the Blue Pearl in a lifeboat. That would be tantamount to telling the rest of the ship that there is a problem with the ship, and you will definitely be killed." Marshall reminded.

"Then what to do? Just pretend that nothing happened?" Robert said in a bad tone.

"From the perspective of saving people, this is indeed a good way. Of course, the premise is that these children can successfully live to reach In'an." Marshall walked out of the darkness, "If you must rescue the Blue Pearl For these children, the first thing to do is to find out how many of the crew of the Blue Pearl did not know about this, and how many people would help us after they knew about it."

"How to figure it out?" Robert looked at the door of the cargo hold.

"Go back to my room first, and I'll tell you slowly." Marshall walked towards the cargo door softly. Robert followed him closely, obviously intending to listen to Marshall's thoughts.

The two crew members who were knocked unconscious by Robert were still lying on the ground unconscious as they walked into the shipping cabin.

"By the way, when I came out, I told the kids inside not to tell us what we found them." Robert said softly to Marshall.

"It doesn't matter, they won't say it." Marshall didn't look back.

"Then these two people?" Robert was referring to the two crew members who were still lying in front of the cargo hold.

"They should tell the chief mate, but there will be no publicity about someone breaking into the cargo hold. They will first check whether the cargo is missing or damaged." Marshall replied.

After avoiding the patrolling crew, the two came to Marshall's room.

As soon as they entered the room, a **** smell came to their faces. After lighting the oil lamp, the two saw two corpses lying on the bed. The reason they knew they were corpses at a glance was because they were extremely twisted, like two being screwed together. Towels together. With the light, Marshall could see who these two people were.

They are Jenny's parents.

In addition to the two corpses and the blood on the bed, there is a circle painted in blood on the wall with a cross in the middle.

"Explain...explain, if I have been in the room, others will definitely ask me what happened, but I don't know, and there is no way to make a good excuse for this kind of thing. Whether it is true or not, I can't get rid of it. If I am no longer in the room, where will I be? I have avoided the crew along the way, and no one can help me prove it, including Robert."

"Wait, how is Jenny now?" Marshall turned and walked towards Jenny's room.

He came to the door of Jenny's room and found that Jenny's room was hidden. He gently opened the door, the oil lamp was emitting a faint light, and Jenny was still lying on the bed.

"Aren't we okay?" Robert followed Marshall in.

However, when Marshall approached, he realized that Jenny's situation was not right. At this time, Jenny had no vision and no anger.

Marshall reached out and probed Jenny's breath, confirming that Jenny was not dead, but the strange feeling still did not disappear.

Thinking of this, Marshall lifted the quilt off Jenny's body, and then he saw that Jenny's hands and feet had turned into pitch-black coke, as if they had been left in the fire for several hours, and the nerves on her hands and feet had already gone. Was burned to death.

Robert covered his mouth with his hands, trying not to let himself scream.

"Father Marshall, let's inform everyone." Robert was on the verge of collapse.

"No, let's go to your room." Marshall looked serious.

Even though Robert didn't understand, he still didn't choose to tell the others about his discovery alone.

The two came to Robert's room. There was nothing special in the room except for some belongings.

"After the others find out, they will say that I am in your room. By the way, what are your antagonistic hobbies." Marshall's eyes keep moving around the room ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ such as playing chess. "

"No, I like to play the violin when I'm fine." Robert took out his violin. From the outside, it has been used for a while.

"No, I won't be able to ask you about the violin in the middle of the night. In that case, I have to discuss metaphysical issues. For example, the main memory does not exist." Marshall put his right hand on his chin and said with his head down.

"Father Marshall... Did I hear you wrong?" Robert's eyes widened.

"Another example is the issue of flying arrows, etc. In short, I will tell you about these issues next. Since it is a discussion, it is obvious that the two of us need to stand on opposing arguments, and then continue to use examples to reject each other’s arguments and prove ourselves at the same time. The argument is correct, how is your memory?" Marshall sat in a chair, "Since you are a detective, it shouldn't be too bad, right?"

"It's okay." Robert touched the back of his head. "But..."

"Time is running out, we have no other choice, or just tell what we found in the cargo hold, and then... pray that the goddess of luck will be on our side." Marshall looked into Robert's eyes and said.