After a while, people stopped eating their knives and forks - most of them were full.
Detective Solomon seems to be a gourmet with a huge appetite. After eating two steaks and three lobsters, he is still dealing with the fourth salt-baked conch.
Anna couldn't sit still and ran to the glass curtain wall again, looking at the unpredictable underwater scenery.
The problem of hunger was solved and the relaxed people started chatting.
"When I heard Miss Randy introduce the Saint," Solomon cut a piece of conch meat and put it in his mouth, "I just had a bold association."
"What association?" Sean asked.
Solomon narrowed his eyes, and his expression and voice became a little low and gloomy: "I'm thinking that maybe Miss Vivian's emerald necklace is one of the treasures on board the Saint.
"The persecuted religious people wanted to cross the ocean with a boatload of treasures to go to the New World..." Solomon finally put down his knife and fork and whispered in the slightly dim light of the restaurant, "But he didn't know that in his Among the treasures that have been accumulated for many years, there is actually an emerald necklace full of curses hidden...
"The curse appeared on the 17th century ship full of treasure, which eventually caused it to encounter a terrible storm and sink to the bottom of the sea forever..."
When Solomon squinted his eyes and said this, his expression was particularly terrifying and weird.
Aunt Sarah on the side quickly said loudly: "Oh, Mr. Solomon, don't talk about these! Things have already passed, and you bring it up again. It's scary!"
"We have to sleep here at night, I don't want to lose sleep!"
Ms. Carmen in the distance also frowned, with an uneasy look on her face.
The fat European detective's originally sinister face turned into a slightly proud smile: "Hahaha... Just a joke, just a joke..."
Sean on the side looked at Solomon with a calm expression.
He felt that after the meal, the European detective's state became a little strange.
It's like being drunk and overly excited.
In the past, Mr. Solomon, who was well-spoken and well-behaved, would not have spoken or acted like this...
What's even more strange is that the horror story he imagined is inexplicably related to the phantom of the sunken ship he saw.
Could it be...?
Sean suddenly thought of a possibility and joked: "Mr. Solomon, you have such a rich imagination.
"Why do you have such an association? Did you see something on the ship?"
Solomon looked at Sean, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
After a moment, he shook his fat palm: "No, no, how is it possible.
"Besides fish and shrimps, is there anything else on that boat?"
Detective Solomon blinked, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.
The tour guide Randy coughed lightly - she was seated in the second half of the dinner. She had already eaten and was just chatting with the passengers: "You have just arrived in Ocean City. Not only are you physically tired, but your mind must be a little tired as well. .
“So I suggest that you don’t have too many associations or talk about scary content about the bottom of the sea...
"If it affects your sleep, it will not be good for your mental state!
"After all, we have to visit the Ocean City Fair tomorrow."
Aunt Sarah nodded repeatedly and asked as if to change the subject: "Randy, please introduce yourself too - are you married?"
Randy's freckled face blushed slightly: "Not yet. Now I just want to work hard..."
"Then your parents are also in Ocean City?" Aunt Sarah asked with a smile.
Randy shook his head: "No, my parents passed away when I was very young...
“My grandpa raised me up.
“After I started working, my grandfather also passed away.
“I was alone, without a home, and didn’t know where to go.
"I like the sea. To relax, I come to Ocean City for a trip.
"Then I fell in love with it, settled here, and regarded it as my home..."
Randy's expression was calm when he said this.
There is no sadness for the past, but a longing for a new life...
When everyone was feeling a little regretful, Randy's eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, by the way! I was lucky enough to meet Mr. Verne and Mr. Tesler!
"They often come to the elevator center to inspect the work," Randy said excitedly. "Once, I was welcoming the new immigrants. After Mr. Verne saw my welcome speech, he shook my hand. , said I did a good job...
"Ocean City needs people like me!"
Randy clapped his hands, clasped his hands together, and looked radiant: "I am so happy to be recognized by Mr. Verne!
"After that day, I vowed to work hard and become a member of Ocean City!"
Aunt Sarah was an emotional old man. She smiled and wiped her tears and encouraged: "My child, your smile is contagious and you have a passionate and pure soul - you will definitely have a happy life."
Randy held Aunt Sarah's rough hand tightly, his eyes shining: "Thank you! I am very happy now!"
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The cold moon in orbit outside Ocean City slowly fell out of sight of the city skyline.
Late at night.
The designers of Ocean City set up weaker city-wide illumination at night so that residents living in this dark city can maintain the same routine as on land.
Moonlight and Ivan quietly walked into Sean's room while ensuring that no one would notice.
Sean's team has already developed the habit of gathering and discussing every night on the Bronze Giant.
After several people exchanged what they had seen during the day, Sean raised a question that he was more concerned about: "Arthur Merlin mentioned that among the group that entered the city with us, there may be spies appointed by the Divine Investigation Bureau. .
"This secret agent's mission should also be to investigate the hidden 'anti-Salvationist' organization in Ocean City.
"His existence may affect the rescue of Aaliyah and the investigation of Qiaoqiao's disappearance...
“So, it’s best for us to identify in advance and avoid being passive.
"Who do you think is more likely to be the spy?"
Moonlight pondered for a while and said, "Guys, have you noticed that Solomon's state has become a little strange?
“Has he been suppressing and hiding his true nature?
"Could he be the secret agent of the divine court?"
Sean remembered meeting Solomon in the corridor before dinner, and how attentively he looked while reading his notebook: "It's possible...
"Entrusting a non-New Zealander to conduct a secret investigation makes it even more difficult for people to think that he will be related to the Holy Palace.
"And, for some reason, I have some doubts about his true identity..."
Ivan stood in front of the glass wall, crossed his chest with one hand, raised the other hand, rubbed his fingers, and said, "Do you... smell Victor's scent?"
Moonlight lowered her voice and exclaimed: "You smell it too?! What is that smell? It stinks!"
Ivan turned around with cold eyes: "I'm sure because I've smelled that smell——
“That’s the smell of rotting corpses.
"He seems to have used some method to cover it up..." Ivan's light blue eyes looked at the ground, "So we didn't notice it on the boat.
"However, as time goes by, he seems to be unable to hide it."
Under the white bangs, light blue eyes raised: "So I have a guess...
"I suspect Victor is not alive at all!"
Moonlight looked at Ivan in surprise, while Sean just frowned and looked straight ahead, not surprised - because he also had such a suspicion.
"If Victor is a corpse..." Sean said softly, feeling tremendous pressure and bone-chilling coldness as the ectoplasm swept through the water, "I think Barbara Carmen may be an explorer who manipulates corpses.
“The traces of spiritual power we felt on Victor’s body actually belonged to Carmen.
“So, it’s possible that Carmen is the secret agent of the divine court.
"And her ability is related to manipulating corpses..."
"What about Sarah and her family?" Ivan asked, "Their possibility should be the smallest."
Sean nodded: “There is nothing suspicious about Aunt Sarah’s family, but it cannot be completely ruled out.
"In short, the main suspects now are Solomon and Barbara Kamen.
Sean narrowed his eyes slightly: "No matter what, they must have an ulterior secret..."
