William continued, "There's a reason why the Gates family has been notorious for hundreds of years, Mr. Gates."
William's words made Ben Gates speechless. Everyone looked at him, hoping that he would refute, but he just lowered his head and remained silent. Ian, who was the leader, had to ask William, "Mr. Devonshire, can you tell us the reason? Perhaps it's useful for finding the treasure. "
William shook his head gloomily and said, "Because of Thomas Gates' selfishness, some of the participants who knew the secret died during the twenty years he was searching.
When Thomas Gates realized that the clues he had were incomplete, he went to find the people who kept the secret. But the clue was useless, and the treasure disappeared for hundreds of years.
Ben Gates, you're indeed a member of the Gates family. You even managed to find it. But I'm curious, how did you know that the Sherlock was a ship? "
Ben Gates saw that everyone was looking at him. He was helpless about his ancestors, so he said gloomily, "I found a clue in the letters of Franklin Benjamin and some other people. During the American War of Independence, a ship called the Sherlock was ordered by Franklin to leave the North Fleet.
Without any reason, they left the fleet and headed north. The last record of them was that they had resupplied at Dutch Harbor in the north of America, and then they disappeared.
I guess they must have had an accident while carrying out some secret order. If you're familiar with the flow of the ocean, you'll understand that the ship will follow the current and drift in this direction.
For the past two years, I had been flying back and forth between Cape Barrow and the National Archives and Libraries of America. Finally, I found a diary in a library in Cape Barrow. Forty years ago, the weather was abnormal. The snow on this island had melted, and someone had seen a ship.
However, the person in the diary said that he didn't board the ship because their tradition doesn't allow them to disturb the souls of the dead. So, he just left the coordinates and didn't care about the ship anymore. "
After that, Ben Gates smelled William and said, "So, Devonshire, how did you find this place?"
'That's right. How did William find this place? Could it be that he's been following them all this time?' Everyone started guessing.
Of course, William wouldn't tell them that it was his grandfather who had found the clue. He could only make it up. "In fact, not everyone on this ship died. After the captain died, a few crew members who didn't know the specific mission rowed a small boat back to Point Barrow. They left some information that I found."
When Ian heard this, he immediately asked, "What does the information say? Treasures? Mr. Devonshire. "
"Damned treasure. I came here for nothing," William cursed inwardly.
William could only shake his head and say, "I don't know. If I knew, I would have come here a long time ago. You should know what I've been doing for the past six months. If I had the time, I might as well enter the stock market. I'll definitely earn more than the treasures on this ship.
Think about it, this ship is clearly recorded. It can only carry three tons. Besides the crew, food, and water, how much treasure can such a small ship carry? It can't even carry one ton. "
When everyone heard this, they thought to themselves, "That's right. This ship can't be used to transport treasures."
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel disappointed. Even if they could find some antiques, they definitely wouldn't be worth much. After Ian thought it through, he was a little discouraged and scolded, "Damn it, we spent two years and a few million pounds to find such a useless ship. If there are no treasures or clues on the ship, then wouldn't we have wasted our efforts?"
Ben Gates finally understood. If what Ian said was true, then wouldn't his family have to spend the rest of their lives being criticized?
He shook his head and put aside his worries. He said, "It's useless to think so much now. Let's dig out the ship first. Maybe there really are treasures on this ship."
At this point, Ian could only nod and say to his men, "Let's dig. We can only hope that we can find some antiques on this ship. Otherwise, we'll lose a lot."
After saying that, Ian looked at William and then at the shovel in his hand. William immediately understood that this guy wanted William to dig. "Don't even think about it, Ian. I can tell from your accent that you're English. Do you think I'll dig with you?" He turned his head and said to Ian's men.
"Do any of you want to earn some extra money? If you help me dig, I'll give you two thousand pounds an hour. If you don't, I'll give the four of you ten thousand pounds. Help me complete my mission. "After saying that, he reached into his pocket and took out ten thousand pounds in cash.
When Ian saw the expectant faces of his men, he cursed in his heart, "I hate rich people." He couldn't stop his men from earning some extra money. Ten thousand pounds wasn't much to him, but it was a lot to his men.
Ian nodded helplessly, and William happily threw the ten thousand pounds to the four men.
Originally, William wanted to leave directly because he already knew what the clue in this ship was. The aquamarine smoking pot was both a clue and a key, but it was completely useless to him.
However, since he was already here, he might as well take a look. He still didn't know if the real world was the same as the vague memories in his memory. In order to make sure that there were no accidents, William could only get off the ship and see if there were any differences. He also wondered if he could let these people take the blame for him.
The value of this treasure was too great. If he wanted to take it without any repercussions, William had to think carefully about what to do.
William smiled and said to the bald man who took the ten thousand pounds, "I'm going to take a nap. Call me when you're done digging. What else do I need you to call me?"
The bald man rubbed his bald head and smiled. "Mr. Devonshire, my name is Shaw Fisher. I'm from Devonshire, England."
"That's surprising." William looked at Shaw's bald head with a puzzled expression. Why did this guy tell him that he was from Devonshire?
"Okay, I got it. Call me when you're done." William knew that it wasn't the time to talk. He nodded at Shaw and gave him a secretive look before walking back to his snowmobile.
Shaw, the bald man, understood and didn't say anything. He turned around and waved the ten thousand pounds at his three companions. "Guys, let's split the money."
The other three men smiled and walked towards Shaw. They were happy to receive the windfall of 2,500 pounds.
After Shaw's share, two of the four men drove the snowmobile and used the bucket in front of the snowmobile to push the snow around the Sherlock. The other two men, Ian, Ben, and Riley used shovels to dig the snow on the ship.
After digging for more than two hours, the Sherlock was finally exposed.
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