This is really it. Griffith looked at the congressman, and inexplicably felt a trace of bitter helplessness on his face.
"Sir, Councilor, do you want to hand over the Collection of Linyuan to Lord Gryffindor for safekeeping?" Amber raised her eyebrows curiously.
"This," the councilor said, "The "Lin Yuan Collection" has been stolen, and my butler has disappeared. I am afraid I have to trouble you to find it and then deliver it to His Excellency Gryffindor."
"Any clues?"
"The "Lin Yuan Collection" is an ancient book that records many absurd old news and strange talks," the councilman said. "Some people think that there is a strange power hidden in this book. I protect this ancient book, and at the same time, I am also affected by strange things. Not long ago, someone asked me about this ancient book, and it was on this ship."
"who?"
"Your Excellency Salian Quaksall is a wealthy businessman," the councilman replied. "I suggest you pay him a visit."
…
After leaving the councilor's cabin, Griffith and Amber stared in the passage.
"How about we raid Salian Quaxor?" Amber asked. "If he stole the "Lin Yuan Collection", he must be doing indescribable things to this ancient book now."
"As soon as possible, but first we need to evacuate nearby passengers," Griffith nodded, "Let's go and notify the captain."
At this moment, the cabin foreman came panting, "The supervisor found a strange piece of luggage in the cargo hold, but a sailor was missing during the search, and the captain asked us to call for support."
"Then go to the cargo hold first," Griffith and Amber quickly exchanged opinions, and then said to the cabin foreman, "arrange for someone to keep an eye on Salian Quaksall. He is very suspicious. We will come back to find him." he."
"No problem, I will arrange for capable sailors, and then ask Makarov to handle the matter." The cabin foreman ably summoned two tall and strong crew members and ordered them to monitor the movements of Salian Quaksall's cabin. .
After making this arrangement, the cabin foreman was obviously very concerned about the situation in the bottom cabin and hurriedly led the two of them to the cargo hold.
"What luggage is it?" Amber asked as she walked.
"A large and heavy box can hold a person, just like a coffin. If it is left open, people can't help but suspect that something is wrong." The foreman replied.
"Who owns the box? Where is it sent?"
"The owner of the cargo is the Kuruzamu Chamber of Commerce. They mainly deal in trade in the southern continent," the foreman immediately replied. "According to the cargo manifest, the box must be delivered to the port storage room No. 10, and someone will pick up the goods."
At this time, the three of them had arrived at the cargo hold of the Equinox.
"Where are the supervisor and the box?" Amber glanced around the dark cargo hold and saw no sign of the crew.
"The box is in the third section of the container," the foreman replied. "The others are in front. I will lead the way."
After saying this, the foreman raised his lantern and walked forward.
Griffith followed last, surveying the surroundings as he walked.
Tall containers are arranged one after another in the bottom warehouse. These heavy cargoes are usually the furniture and clothing of guests who are going to settle in the south. After being delivered to the bottom cabin through the pod in the middle of the Dongfeng's hull, they are then distributed by slide rails and placed everywhere.
The originally dark cargo hold was blocked by these cargoes, making it almost impossible to see in some places.
There was a vague strange sound in the darkness. Griffith took off the vanguard shield on his back, drew out his long sword and held it in his hand, nodding to Amber beside him.
The trainee investigator was also very cautious. She did not follow the foreman toward the container. Instead, she turned around and leaned behind Griffith, whispering: "Be careful, I feel something is abnormal here."
Amber said while rotating the adamantine gauntlet on her wrist. This set of equipment seems to be mainly made of precious fine gold, mixed with a variety of rare materials, including complete forearm gauntlets and fist gloves on both hands, inlaid with golden diamonds, and faintly flashing light blue light. .
In this short time, the cabin foreman had disappeared behind the shelf, where he bumped into something and made a noise. Griffith and Amber looked at each other and walked back to back to the three-partition container.
Soon, they saw a huge black box. The black wooden box had been opened, and an indescribable strange smell came from inside.
Beyond the smell, there was a lingering dark presence, but beyond that, there was something else.
A somewhat familiar but indescribable smell. Could this box have something to do with me?
Griffith stared at the empty wooden box, unable to imagine what had once been inside.
There is a fallen lantern on the floor next to the wooden box, which is the one the foreman used just now. The owner of the lantern was in the sight of the two of them not long ago, but disappeared silently in the blink of an eye.
Amber picked up the lantern and touched the shade with her fingers.
"The blood stains were left just now," Amber rubbed her fingers gently, and then illuminated the inside of the wooden box with a lantern, "The foreman disappeared in such a short time? Disappeared without making a sound?"
This black wooden box is very strong and can barely hold an adult man. The lock of the box is made of fine brass and shows no signs of damage.
The box was empty, except for the unbearable smell and strange breath.
"Let's get out of here," Griffith elbowed the blond girl behind him, "give up on this search."
"Why?" Amber said reluctantly, "Isn't it obvious that the foreman has just been attacked?"
"He and the sailor disappeared without a trace," Griffith said helplessly. "The point is that it is very disadvantageous for us in such a small, strange and dark environment. We have found suspicious clues, and that is enough. Wait until we arrive at the port Open the cargo hold and bring a team of soldiers to be prepared."
After saying this, Griffith reached out and grabbed Amber's arm, dragging her outside.
"Hey! What are you doing! You are so cowardly!"
At this moment, a man in a sailor uniform walked out of the dark front, dragging something and slowly walking towards the two of them. His movements were slow and stiff, not swaying like a drunken man. From the moment he saw him, Griffith felt a pinprick of crisis.
"Sailor, what happened here? Where did the others and the contents of the box go?" Amber asked hurriedly.
The sailor didn't answer her, but slowly raised his head. Under the dim light of the lantern, only half of the face was left. The left half of his scalp, skull and left face were missing. Blood mixed with shredded meat and broken bones were smeared all over his body. The red brain tissue was exposed to the air and beating strangely. In his hand, dragging a human thigh.
"Ah!"
Griffith and Amber were startled and jumped back at the same time. The sailors in front of them immediately rushed towards them.
Living corpse, the living corpse that Manisa Village saw that night.
"Get out!" Griffith slit the throat of the rushing sailor with his sword, and kicked him over to the shelf beside him. But the sailor didn't seem to care about the killing. He struggled to get up and rushed towards Griffith again.
"What's going on? Is he still alive?" Amber looked at the splashing blood and minced meat, and felt his scalp numb.
"Take the exit!" Griffith did not answer, but pointed forward.
Amber rushed towards the exit. Before she could reach the entrance of the cargo bay, a figure rushed out of the darkness.
The blonde girl hurriedly raised her hand to block it, and the figure bit her adamantine gauntlet, making a loud noise. Several broken teeth flew out on the spot, bouncing around on the shelf like fried lentils.
"Mr. Security Director!" Amber exclaimed after seeing the whole figure clearly.
The Equinox's security director had a large piece of flesh missing from his neck, and even the bitten throat was clearly visible.
Amber reacted quickly, grabbed the living corpse's arm, lifted it up, and then twisted it toward his back. The tall and strong security director had no ability to resist and was controlled like a rag doll.
Amber exerted force on her waist and hands at the same time, throwing him forward. The security chief roared past Griffith's head, hitting the sailor who was about to get up like a cannonball.
"boom!"
The two monsters made a loud noise. The huge force smashed them against the nearby metal shelves, breaking into pieces on the spot.
An arm flew out and hit Griffith's feet with a "snap".
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Heavy footsteps came from behind the cargo hold, which seemed particularly eerie in the silent cargo hold.
Several more blurry figures appeared next to the shelves and surrounded the two of them. At the same time, the shattered security director and sailor became active again, using their broken limbs to pull the ground and move towards Griffith.
"Get out!"
The scene in front of him made Griffith's scalp feel numb. He shook his head, turned around and ran towards the exit.
"We need to block the exit of the cargo hold! Call the crew to guard this place." Amber immediately closed the door latch after Griffith came out, pulled a piece of wood against the hatch, turned around and asked, "Why won't they die? Is that so? What is it!? A corpse? A living corpse? I’ve only heard of it in stories!”
"boom!"
There was a sudden violent banging sound from behind the door, and even Amber took a few steps back. The solid hatch actually had a crack under the impact just now.
"I've encountered it before. Attacking the head or burning is more effective." Griffiths tilted his head towards the stairs and Amber, "I don't know how many of these monsters there are. Get out of here and notify the captain to order the entire ship to be on alert. , gather the passengers on the deck and send out a signal for help."
"boom!"
The hatch made another loud noise and visibly shattered in front of the two people.
"What about you?" Amber asked, "They'll be out soon."
Griffith raised the long sword in his hand and pointed forward, protecting the vanguard shield on his chest, and then looked at the trainee investigator who was still beside him:
"I'm familiar with this scene."
