On board the Blue Heart.
There were many passengers, and the sun was shining brightly. Most of them were gathered on the deck, enjoying the view of the sea and the sky.
Seagulls flew gracefully in the blue sky, chirping from time to time.
"The Port of Marnke in the Mister Islands is a very prosperous place, and the scenery is not bad. It attracts a lot of merchants and tourists …"
Fang Xian looked at the people on the ship.
The gentlemen and ladies stood together and chatted elegantly. The girl in the princess dress and the boy in the jeans ran by from time to time with their parents, forming a warm family scene.
Fang Xian smiled faintly and looked at the scene. He suddenly felt a little emotional.
His experiences in the past few months had completely separated him from society.
These ordinary people would never know what kind of undercurrents were surging under the seemingly peaceful life.
"Wait a minute … I'm not the only one going to the headquarters to study. Considering the timing … Maybe my colleagues are among these people?"
Fang Xian suddenly thought of something.
With this thought, he looked at the people on the deck again.
There were uneducated sailors, merchants with a little money, a warm family of four, an elegant old gentleman, and a lady with a camera around her neck …
"Is there no one, or is it too well hidden?"
He sighed to himself. "It's really inconvenient without the tribulation power to sense the Daluo Cave Mysteries Temple …"
To be honest, Fang Xian had always been a little resistant to long-distance voyages.
After all, from the information he had gathered, it seemed that a certain ancient ruler was sleeping in the sea.
The environment of a ship was like that of an airplane. If something happened, there would be nowhere to run.
However, after obtaining the secret key, he didn't care too much about it.
At this moment, looking at the blue sea, Fang Xian didn't know why, but he felt that the sea was too blue, and the color was so deep that it was almost black.
"From a certain point of view, if the water in the sea was drained, wouldn't it be the biggest abyss?"
Fang Xian's thoughts began to wander, and he began to daydream.
"I like the sea. It always makes me happy."
At this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly came from the side.
It was a woman in a vest, a cap, and a camera hanging from her chest.
She was dressed like a man, giving off the feeling of a tomboy. She had short blonde hair, and her eyes were filled with curiosity and desire for the outside world.
Tabloid reporter was Fang Xian's first impression of her.
At this moment, the tabloid reporter extended his hand in a friendly manner. "Vidaly … Freelance writer, traveler, nice to meet you!"
"Rocca … a novelist." Fang Xian extended his hand and shook Rocca's hand. "We can be considered to be in the same trade …"
"I've always wanted to become a writer, but it's too difficult, especially when it comes to grammar and literature …" Vidaili laughed heartily.
"Yeah …"
Fang Xian casually exchanged a few words about his views on literature. Seeing that it was time, he bade farewell to the lady and returned to his cabin.
'A woman who feels like a cat …'
He stayed in a single cabin. Although the environment was cramped, it was already superior treatment. After closing the door, he couldn't help but think to himself, "A chance encounter during a trip? Or do you have other plans? '
…
As it turned out, Fang Xian's intuition had always been accurate.
During dinner, he was sitting at his seat, carefully dripping lemon juice on the pigeon meat. Vidaili led another person to sit opposite him. "Rocca, we meet again."
She greeted him as if they were old friends. "This is my new friend, Eric. He's a psychotherapist!"
"Hello, I'm Eric. To be precise, I'm a psychiatrist!"
The man named Eric was in his twenties. He was well-dressed and wore a pair of glasses. He smiled as he spoke.
"Rocca, a novelist."
Fang Xian nodded. That was considered an acquaintance.
He suspected that these two were also investigators and had heard of his name before, so he came over to get to know them.
Unfortunately, due to the damned secret keeper treaty, before the two of them revealed their identities, Fang Xian couldn't say anything about being an investigator.
Otherwise, it would be equivalent to voluntarily revealing secrets, which was a stain on his record.
"I heard that the coral reefs of the Mister Isles are beautiful, and there are some ancient ruins on the island. I've been wanting to go there for a long time."
Vidaili's plate was covered in black pepper sauce. She skillfully cut the food with her knife and fork and happily stated her purpose. "As for Eric … A rich man paid him a lot of money to make a house call."
She seemed to have become familiar with Eric and even found out the other party's purpose.
The meat and vegetables on Eric's plate were evenly matched and arranged neatly. He was a man with a high standard of living. He smiled and said, "It's a generous gentleman … Hmm, he has some psychological problems that require treatment, but he hates traveling. There aren't any good psychiatrists in the Mister Isles, so he asked me to make a house call."
The three of them chatted like good friends.
Fang Xian said that he was just out for a trip and to seek inspiration. Vidaili cheered him on and strongly invited him to explore the ancient ruins.
This made Fang Xian suspect that this woman was someone sent by the Fallen Star Church.
However, he knew that the possibility was low.
The bald old man who turned into a monster and died was an important figure in the Listening Sect. He was in charge of this area.
Before this, it was also because of his insistence that the heretics pursued Roca relentlessly.
Theoretically speaking, after he died and the base was removed, the Fallen Star Church wouldn't be particularly interested in Roca.
As for the grudge? There was a high chance that it was the Secret Keeper.
"Speaking of which, do you believe in the existence of supernatural powers in this world?"
Vidaili took a sip of fruit wine, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "I heard that there are traces of supernatural powers on the Mister Isles, so I want to investigate."
Fang Xian was stunned. He felt that she was just a curious commoner.
Searching for mysteries in the Mister Isles? It would be fine if she failed, but if she succeeded, wouldn't she be sent to the Secret Keeper's base camp and be taken in or put under surveillance?
"I don't believe in supernatural powers. It might just be some of the potential of the human body, but we haven't discovered it yet …" Eric smiled and said, "I've done some similar research, such as subconscious memory and the sixth sense … They are all quite fascinating. If we can completely master them, it will indeed be no different from superpowers."
"Is that so?" Vidaili's interest was piqued. "Eric … Can you try hypnotizing me?"
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