Indeed, this was one of the most precious treasures of Cortez's treasure trove that only existed in legends – the 'Endless Golden Pouch'. Cortez's treasure trove, along with the other two legendary treasures – the 'Fountain of Youth' that was said to be able to extend one's lifespan, and the 'Treasure Island' that was brimming with danger and riches, were hailed as the three legendary treasures of the caribbean sea. It was said that the 'Endless Golden Pouch' would produce a fixed amount of gold daily. This undoubtedly represented the pinnacle of alchemy! Not a single alchemist could resist such a temptation, not a single alchemist could resist such a miraculous treasure!
"If you fulfill my wish, then your wish will be fulfilled as well! “
Little Lord Fokke's voice reverberated within this spacious space, carrying a deathly cold and imposing aura. At this moment, alchemist Bacon couldn't be bothered with such things, he frantically opened up the chest he brought along. Astonishingly, the space within the chest seemed to be limitless. Very quickly, a carelessly constructed wide experiment platform appeared. On top of it, there was a lit alcohol lamp, a messy test tube rack and a mess of books. After hurriedly concocting several medicines, Bacon mixed them up and heated them up on the alcohol lamp. Finally, he poured a small test tube of colorless liquid onto the female corpse's lower abdomen. After carefully observing for a moment, he confidently used a professional tone to arrive at his first conclusion.
"This lady was raped before she died." “
Once this sentence was spoken, a crisp sound reverberated through the air. This sound was extremely similar to the sound of ice cracking. Bacon turned around in astonishment, only to feel the chill in the air thickening by several degrees. His doubtful gaze faintly swept across, before he once again directed his gaze towards the corpse. At this moment, Little Lord Fokke seemed to be enduring something, as he spoke with great difficulty.
"Are you certain? “
Just like any other alchemist who was extremely conceited towards his profession, Bacon immediately furiously shouted out.
"Lord! I just concocted a reagent using a mixture of Germania grass juice and Cuttlefish ink. Apart from being extremely beneficial to a male's prostate, it also has an unknown property. That is, once it comes in contact with a male's semen, the liquid will turn scarlet. Take a look at her lower body! "
Little Lord Fokke turned his head, after a long while he softly asked.
"How did she die?"
Bacon frowned and observed for a while. He then put on a pair of gloves and rummaged through the corpse, giving his answer.
"There doesn't seem to be any obvious external injuries. It should be asphyxiation. Oh, look at her neck! Even if a normal person died, they wouldn't be in this position. She must have been strangled to death. The murderer used too much force and broke her neck! "
"Oh, wait." Bacon continued to flip the body over. He pried open the woman's palm, and half of the necklace fell to the ground with a crisp metallic clang. "This thing was in her hand before she died, so it must be very important to this poor lady. Could it be a commemorative gift from her family?"
Little Lord Fokke strode forward and grabbed the necklace before his eyes. His voice was like a roar reverberating through the spacious cave.
"Impossible! This was an inferior brass necklace. How could the necklace she was wearing be of such inferior quality! Right, she should be wearing a gold pearl ring on her finger! This is a unique treasure of the Caribbean Sea. Have you noticed it? "
"I'm sorry. I only found this necklace. " Bacon calmly replied. "Looks like the situation is very clear. This lady's precious treasure had attracted the covetous eyes of a greedy brat. He was tailing her in search of an opportunity. Unfortunately, God closed his eyes at this moment. After this lady was brutally violated, she was robbed and killed. Before she died, she grabbed the murderer's necklace and held it tightly in her hands. “
"Find him." Little Lord Fokke howled hysterically in rage, his voice even caused the ice shards on the ceiling to rustle down. "Find him, immediately!! “
"Calm down calm down!" Bacon hurriedly replied. He wasn't afraid of anything else, but because Little Lord Fokke's gloved left hand was tightly gripping onto that bag. That was the 'Endless Gold Bag' that represented the pinnacle of alchemy. He then used a pacifying tone and said.
"I promise you, I will definitely find him. As long as you give me 10 minutes! Please release the 'Endless Gold Bag'. Seeing it being gripped so tightly by you, my heart is violently convulsing. This will seriously affect my work efficiency. "
Little Lord Fokke groaned, taking in a few deep breaths, finally suppressing the anger in his heart. Bacon then fished out a crucible from his chest, and swiftly set up a stove on the ground. Afterwards, he poured some liquid into the pot and placed it on the stove. Then, he ignited the wood beneath the pot. The bright yellow flames merrily licked at the bottom of the pot, while the pine twigs occasionally emitted crisp crackling sounds. The aroma of the burning resin and the pungent odour of the pot mixed together, creating an indescribably bizarre sensation. Then, everything quietened down. Bacon stared fixedly at the crucible. Even though the fire beneath was blazing, the liquid seemed to have congealed and remained motionless. Like a caged beast, Little Lord Fokke paced back and forth impatiently, sinking into a long wait.
… … …
At this moment, Sheyan had already arrived at the bar closest to the castle in Tortuga port. Because if there was any flaw in the previous arrangement, then staying on the pirate ship would be akin to giving the pursuers an opportunity to catch a turtle in a jar. The island where Tortuga port was located on was neither big nor small. After all, the terrain of this undeveloped region was complex, hiding a person for a short period of time was more than enough.
Sheyan stayed on the second floor of the bar, adjacent to the street. Because of this, he once again paid an extra pound as a tip. But from here, he could constantly monitor the movements of Tortuga castle. Once he saw the guards swarming out like ants, he would immediately flee towards the inner parts of the island. Chris's party had already proven one thing, although the Tortuga guards were extremely valiant, but towards the contestants who fled into the inner parts of the island, they were still unable to do anything, and were helpless against them.
Just as he was paying attention to the movements outside, the bartender suddenly came up, placing down a glass of seemingly burning cocktail in front of Sheyan. This cocktail was called 'Raging Flame', it was the bar's signature cocktail. Of course the price was not cheap. Sheyan suspiciously raised his head and said:
"Apologies, I think you placed this drink on the wrong table."
The bartender shook his head and said:
"This drink has already been paid for."
Sheyan was slightly startled, his mind quickly went through the list, but he still could not match the person who treated him to this drink. But when he raised his head, he saw a man with a red bandana on his head, with two beautiful little moustaches walking up the stairs, gracefully nodding towards him and raising his glass. Sheyan's heart shivered, but he took a deep breath, revealing a smile as he raised his glass:
"Good morning, Captain Jack Sparrow."
As soon as this sentence came out, Jack in front of him revealed a stunned expression, then shrugged and said with a smile:
"Oh, I don't remember when I was promoted, but this should be a fact."
Because he had plotted against Jack Sparrow, the main character's wife, he had a guilty conscience, completely forgetting the fact that Jack's father was still alive and hadn't retired. Thus, he committed the mistake of calling out Captain Jack. But he quickly calmed down, and started conversing with Jack.
One had to admit, Jack Sparrow was a very charming character. His speech and actions were often accompanied by exaggerated gestures and expressions, it could be said that his words were like pearls. Interacting with him really gave one a feeling of bathing in the spring breeze. Unknowingly, one would be intoxicated by it. The two of them conversed for a while, and were rather congenial. Borrowing this rather good atmosphere, Jack Sparrow then revealed his intentions to Sheyan. He was actually here to poach Ammand and invite Sheyan to take up a post on the Black Pearl.
Currently, Sheyan's reputation amongst the pirates had already reached 9133000 friendly. He definitely couldn't be considered as a nameless person. Furthermore, during the storm, Sheyan was the one in command, and was actually able to command a group of drunkards to display astonishing efficiency. Allowing the Bell and Mug to be the first to leave the port. This ability was witnessed by everyone on the Black Pearl, hence after a series of enquiries, they decided to poach him.
Of course, Sheyan's qualifications were still too shallow, if he went over now, he could only be a bottom level sailor on the Black Pearl. But Jack Sparrow sincerely promised, saying that the third officer would retire after one more job, at that time he would be able to promote Sheyan's position. Logically speaking, encountering such a good opportunity, Sheyan should readily agree. But his current plan had already been laid out, if he went to the Black Pearl now, he would be able to successfully achieve his mission objective, but it also meant that he would have to give up too many things.
More importantly, Sheyan had previously framed Jack Sparrow behind his back. Although the chances of him being exposed was very low, but there was still a huge psychological pressure. Although this world didn't have a lie detector or psychological test, but there was alchemy, voodoo and black magic. Even a dead man may not be able to keep a secret. Therefore, Sheyan very artistically replied that he needed to think about it. He even revealed an expression of being moved, showing an expression of being moved but unable to agree due to his pride. (To be continued.) If you like this work, I welcome you to come to qidian.com to vote. Your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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