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Hearing Captain David's words, everyone present couldn't help applauding at this moment.

"Fortunately, with this kind of honor, my actions on the Blue Pearl are also more convenient." Marshall measured it in his heart, then stood up and bowed slightly as a response.

"Presumably everyone has heard this afternoon. The murderous demon in Port Molov was discovered by Father Marshall. If it weren't for him, maybe this demon is still killing innocent people in Port Molov. Let us be Father Marshall. A toast." David finished speaking, took the goblet from the side, and poured the wine.

The rest of the people in the restaurant did the same thing.

After another glass of wine, Marshall sat down after drinking it.

"By the way, Father Marshall is still the priest onboard the Blue Pearl. I hope you all have a good journey!" David introduced here, walked down, and took his place again.

He picked up the knife and fork and teased Marshall before working on the sausage on his plate.

"Father Marshall, you don't like to talk too much." David said with a smile.

"By the way, Mr. David, may I ask, plus me, how many passengers are there on board?" Marshall skipped David's question and directly asked what he was most concerned about.

"Fifteen." David thought for a while and replied.

"Fifteen people?" Marshall thought: "When I stood up just now, I counted, plus I only had 14 passengers, which means that there is still one person who hasn't come to the restaurant?"

"Excuse me, Mr. David, is there another passenger who hasn't come to the restaurant?" Marshall lowered his knife and fork.

"Um...I don't know too much, maybe." David thought for a while and gave an unsure answer. "Actually, it may not be necessary to come to the restaurant. Douglas can help if necessary. Delivered to the room."

"So, Douglas knows this aspect best?"

"Yeah. But why does Mr. Marshall care so much about the rest of the passengers?" David was a little curious.

"It's nothing, just want to know suddenly." Marshall used an excuse to perfuse the past.

"In any case, the most important thing is to figure out the identity of these passengers, and then the identity of the sailor. I would never believe that the Blue Pearl is a safe place." Marshall said to himself.

After dinner, Captain David took Marshall to the confession room specially prepared for him.

Different from the normal confessional, the confessional that David prepared for Marshall was transformed from an ordinary room. In general, Marshall is sitting or standing in the room where he is now, and the person who wants to confess or chatting will enter another room. Both rooms cannot see each other, but there are With some fine holes, the sound can pass through.

"I hope it won't make you depressed." David touched his beard.

"No, it's just Mr. David, do I have to stay here every day?" Marshall looked at the somewhat empty room.

"Well... I came to Father Marshall for this. Of course you don't have to stay in the confession room every day, but I think we need to discuss a certain time so that everyone will not run away." Captain Guard walked into the confessional.

"When does the captain think the most appropriate time?" Marshall intends to let the other party speak first.

"This journey will take about a month. If possible, I hope the priest can spare a little time between two and four in the afternoon each day." David said his request.

"Um... I can try first." Marshall did not directly agree. "Let's decide first. If there are changes, I will tell Mr. David you."

"Well, you can." David gave a hearty smile, "This is the key to the confessional."

Marshall took the key, "If nothing else, I will go back to the room first."

...

Returning to his room, Marshall lay on the bed. Although he had rested in the afternoon, he still felt very tired at this time and fell asleep before long.

When he woke up, Marshall checked the time, and it was four o'clock in the morning.

Outside the window was also pitch black, hardly any light could be seen.

"Now I can't sleep anymore. Why don't you go to the deck to take a look." Marshall opened the door and walked out.

When he came to the deck, there were only a few tiny stars shining in the night sky.

At this time, a slight impact sound came into Marshall's ears, and he looked in the direction from which the impact sound came and found that a person was throwing something into the sea. After the opponent threw the thing down, he found Marshall walking towards him, and then he rushed in the other direction at the speed of the 100-meter race.

"Wait..." Marshall's only trace of doubt disappeared instantly, "No matter what he threw, since he chose to escape, it must be something that can't be seen. Catch him!"

Marshall also followed, but the other party had entered the cabin through another entrance~www.ltnovel.com~ Strange, isn't this cargo ship unattended at night? Marshall frowned and followed up in the cabin.

As soon as he stepped out of the cabin, Marshall found that he had lost sight of the other party. He chose a direction at will, and just after passing the corner, he ran into Paramount, the first officer of the Blue Pearl.

"Huh? Father Marshall, are you still asleep at this late?" Paimeng's blue pupils were full of curiosity.

"It's not him, there is no sweat on his forehead, and his heart rate is neat, not a sign after strenuous exercise."

Marshall looked at Palmon's forehead, and then said to Palmon, "Did you see anyone running down, Palmon? It should be a male." Marshall took a few deep breaths.

"No? What's the matter, Father Marshall?" Palmon was curious.

"Because I went to bed too early, I couldn't sleep now. I wanted to go to the deck to have a look, but I saw someone throwing something off the boat. Just when I was about to walk in and ask, that person ran away quickly. Problem, so I came here with him." After Marshall finished speaking, his heart rate returned to normal.

"Really? Father Marshall." After hearing Marshall's words, Parmon's expression became very serious.

"Really." Marshall nodded.

"I haven't seen anyone running by, but I can help you, Father Marshall, please come with me." Palmon walked towards the crew cabin, where the crew lived.

"What are you doing here when you are not on duty!" Palmon opened the door, and several crew members were playing cards.

When they saw Paimeng come in, their faces instantly turned pale, and the playing cards in their hands fell to the ground.

"It turned out to be like this..." Marshall shook his head. If it weren't for these crew members' negligence, the other party wouldn't have the opportunity to throw things out of the Blue Pearl.