Start with the Readers Chapter 75: bad luck

Besides Abner, the other person who reacted to the pharmacist's words was Mr. Scudder. He murmured out of control, "Unlucky...Mr. Detective, you also asked me if I have been unlucky all the time... ..."

At this time, Mrs. Scudder, who had always been expressionless, also broke out. She threw herself to her husband, grabbed his clothes, and cried hoarsely: "It's all you! You brought it back from overseas Things! If it wasn’t for those things, how could my little Allen be sick, and how could he be dying now?! Return my Allen!”

"It's my fault...it's my fault!" Mr. Scudder also kept talking to himself in pain, letting his wife's fists keep falling on him.

Seeing that the scene had become chaotic, and that the couple's words might reveal some other secrets, Abner signaled to Captain Matt to persuade him, and personally interviewed reporter Mike Joseph as a witness. And Mr. Cuaron and the ex-suspect pharmacist were taken out of the cabin.

After leaving the door, reporter Mike applauded Abner first, and said with a smile: "What a wonderful reasoning. I heard that you just searched the room and found out the truth? It seems that another famous detective wants to Born in Loen."

"You are overrated, I just had better luck." Abner replied modestly.

"This is not a deliberate compliment to you..." Reporter Mike waved his hand first, and then asked: "By the way, if you don't mind, can I publish this story in a newspaper?"

Get in the newspaper? This is a good thing... I had thought about going back to Backlund to play the role of a detective before, but due to my lack of fame, I always felt that there would be no decent commission... If it was published in the newspaper, maybe the fame would come?

Thinking this way in his heart, on the surface Abner pretended to be embarrassed and said: "I have no problem, but this matter has to seek the consent of Captain Matt and Mr. Scudder."

"Don't worry, nothing serious happened. Old Matt will not let go of the opportunity to advertise his boat! As for Mr. Scudder... I am sure to convince him." Reporter Mike assured him with confidence. After the sentence, he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Abner, saying, "This is my business card. If you need it in the future, you can bring it to the "Daily Observer" newspaper office to find me."

It's time to exchange business cards... It's a pity that I haven't printed it yet, so I can't make a spell for you on the spot...

After a few self-deprecating words, Abner said apologetically, "I'm sorry, because I haven't passed the teacher's assessment and I don't have my own office yet. So..."

"Haven't your level of knowledge and reasoning passed the test yet? Who is your teacher?" Reporter Mike asked in surprise.

"My teacher is Detective Essinger Stanton." Essinger is a well-known detective, and there is no need for Abner to hide it.

Hearing the name Isinger Stanton, reporter Mike hadn't spoken yet, but Caron, who had been silent next to him, said first, "Mr. Bryan, you are a student of the great detective Isinger. ! This is my business card, please accept it."

This guy is really realistic. Just now, his face was a little impatient, as if he didn't want to make friends with a small person like me. Now that I heard the name of the teacher, I felt that I had value, so I sent a business card.

Abner just thought so, but the pharmacist behind him sneered again and said, "Hey, this is really a real world."

When Mr. Caron heard this, he couldn't hold back his smile. He gave the pharmacist a hard look, took a few deep breaths, managed to calm down his anger, squeezed out an ugly smile, and said, "I'm still here. I have something to say, so I’ll take my leave.”

Both Abner and reporter Mike didn't want to offend people just because of their words, so they said goodbye to him politely.

After Mr. Cuaron left, reporter Mike shook his head and persuaded: "Mr. Pharmacist, you can easily offend people by talking like that."

"I don't expect him to eat. If he is offended, he will be offended!" The pharmacist replied nonchalantly, and then said: "By the way, my name is Darkwill, you two can call me by my first name directly." .”

It's really Darkwell... Abner murmured to himself, and then persuaded him: "Although some people can't help you get things done, they can ruin yours." He had already read many Roselle's quotations, this sentence should not have been included.

"That's right, this sentence makes sense! Mr. Blaine, you must have received advanced grammar education!" Reporter Mike praised with his eyes brightened.

After the three of them chatted for a while, Reporter Mike and Darkwell also left one after another, and Abner returned to the cabin just now. He still had something to ask Mr. Scudder, and the other party's detective fee Not yet.

At this time, the excitement of the Scudder couple has almost been vented, and they are gradually calming down under the comfort of the captain.

"Mr. Blaine, I know what you want to ask... I will tell you what I know, because I also want to use your rich experience to figure out how to solve the matter thoroughly!" Mr. Scudder saw Abner came in, gritted his teeth and said directly.

Abner didn't expect the other party to figure it out so quickly, but it was a good thing for him, so he nodded and said, "I will try my best to help you analyze it."

After Captain Matt left with interest, Mr. Scudder sighed and said:

"It has to start more than a year ago. At that time, I went to Bayam to buy raw materials by boat with the company's shareholder, Mr. Leinster. On the way back, we rescued an old man who was in shipwreck from the sea. Sir, this is nothing, after all, this is the rule of the sea, even pirates will rescue those who fall into the water..."

Get to the point! Abner was a little helpless, but he didn't want to interrupt the other party, so he could only continue to listen to him:

"The old gentleman is a very mysterious person. We thought he was insane for a while, but he reminded us to change course several times, and the result was just to avoid the danger. This made most people on board think he was a very A powerful prophet."

"The old gentleman finally disembarked at a small port on the west side of the Rhodes Islands. Before he left, he told us a direction, saying that a treasure could be found along that direction, and it was regarded as the one that saved him. Remuneration. However, he finally warned us that we can only take away the ones on the surface, and cannot open the inner door.”

"We sailed in the direction he pointed suspiciously, and found a small island a day later. There was a small valley on the island, and there were many items that might have come from the last era, including gold coins, utensils, and sacrifices. Supplies, etc."

"We are very happy. Under the auspices of the shareholder, Mr. Leinster, we shared the treasure. But at this moment, an iron gate on the stone wall at the end of the valley caught our attention. Although the old man Mr. Leinster warned us before leaving, but greed filled everyone's heart, and everyone forgot his words, and finally Mr. Leinster pushed the door open..."

Abner was fascinated by what he heard, and seeing him stop, he couldn't help asking: "What's behind the door?"

Mr. Scudder seemed to be in a trance at this time, and said in a sleepy tone: "There is nothing...just a few strange murals..."

"What kind of mural? How strange?" Abner asked.

"I... I can't remember." Mr. Scudder came back to his senses at this moment, shook his head and said.

Can't remember? Was it affected by the murals, or was it dealt with by someone later? If the people on their boat come back and have bad luck one after another, it is impossible not to alert the authorities.

Abner had some guesses in his mind, so he asked: "So, did you start to encounter bad luck after you came back?"

"That's not true. In the beginning, the children of the people who shared the treasure on the ship began to suffer from various strange diseases... That's when my little Allen began to have severe pain all over his body." Mr. Scudder thought for a while Then replied.

"What happened next?"

"Later, our trading company went bankrupt due to various inexplicable reasons, and many of my unemployed colleagues and I began to encounter bad luck one after another. Only then did everyone realize that there was something wrong with the treasure!" Scar Mr. De said.

"So you guys called the police~IndoMTL.com~ right?"

"Yes, shortly thereafter, military personnel came to our door and confiscated all the items we had distributed, and even sent a mysterious person to give us a mass. In the end, they told us that we should be fine..." Scar Mr. De seemed to have a headache when he said this.

Have all the assigned items been confiscated? What about that gold coin? Hmm... That gold coin seems to be able to counter reconnaissance and divination. If the sequence of people from the military is not high, it may indeed be missed.

Moreover, Mr. Scudder's memory must have been processed by the so-called mysterious person during the mass, otherwise he would not have resisted the majesty of the "arbiter" before.

At this point, Abner basically figured out what was going on. After thinking for a while, he asked again: "I don't know what your religion is?"

"The **** of machinery and steam."

Are you a sea trader who believes in steam? No wonder the company went out of business! After Abner slandered, he said solemnly: "I can't tell the cause of the matter for a while, but if you don't want to continue to suffer bad luck, I suggest that you go to St. Hierland Church immediately after you arrive in Backlund. Pray to the bishop from beginning to end.”

Seeing Abner's serious face, Mr. Scudder also became serious, and said, "I will do as you say!"

Seeing that he had listened to his words, Abner was also relieved, and didn't ask for his detective fee anymore. After all, that gold coin can be used as a reward, although the other party didn't know it.

After Abner left, Mrs. Scudder sobbed softly: "Honey, what should we do now?"

"According to what Mr. Detective said, go to St. Hierland Church to pray! Then, by the way, pay a visit to Leinster Auceptin's shareholder's house. The strange disease in his son Will's leg was not cured in Backlund. Is it... hey!" Mr. Scudder sighed melancholy.