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Finding that the situation was not right, Marshall immediately moved away from where he was standing at this time, even if his movements of this magnitude made noises.

The moment he left, the sound of breaking through the air rang in his ears.

After her body stabilized, Marshall found that the person she was following was standing where she had stood before.

This is a strong male with sharp edges and corners.

"I saw this man in the restaurant. His name is Robert. According to him, he is a violinist." This information flashed in Marshall's mind.

The opponent rushed over again, moving very swiftly.

Robert hit Marshall’s arm with a punch and saw that his offensive was blocked. He didn’t hesitate to kick Marshall with a side kick, but Marshall made the same action to him. The two fell almost simultaneously. Fell to the ground.

After landing, both of them got up at an extremely fast speed.

"Robert, I'm going to call someone if you do it again." Marshall looked serious and had sharp eyes.

"I can break your throat before you speak, Father Marshall." Robert replied softly.

"If you were this kind of person, the crew outside wouldn't be alive." Marshall didn't care about the threat.

"Okay." Robert patted his pants. "Unexpectedly, Father Marshall would also be interested in stalking people."

"I didn't." Marshall shook his head. "Who are you anyway?"

"I'm a detective." After Robert finished speaking, he ignored Marshall, but walked into the cargo hold alone. "Speaking of which, I have also heard of Father Marshall's deeds about you, although on the surface it was Director Patton who broke the train. The murder of husband Webb, but from what I know, you should get this honor even more."

Marshall put on his shoes, and now that the other party has discovered it, there is no need to hide his footsteps in this way.

"What is the purpose of your Blue Pearl?" Marshall followed.

"Because I received a commission and a family lost something, I followed the clues I found and finally found the Blue Pearl." Robert knelt down and knocked on the floor.

"What is it?" Marshall asked.

"Their children." Robert stood up and continued to move forward.

"Children missing?" Marshall looked around. "Are you saying that the missing child was hidden on top of the Blue Pearl? What is the purpose?" Although asked in his heart, Marshall has already begun to carefully check whether the cargo hold has its concealment. The room is similar to the secret room.

"Maybe I want to sell it for a good price." Robert didn't care about Marshall.

"If it is to sell the living, it is necessary to provide food and water, these things are indispensable. Because if you accidentally die, the value of the commodity will no longer exist, and in order to dispose of the corpse..." At this point, Marshall thought of what he had encountered last night.

"By the way, there is no more convenient way than this, it just happened to be discovered by me." Marshall thought.

Then, he felt something was wrong under his feet, so he squatted down.

"What's wrong?" Robert was curious about Marshall's reaction.

Marshall knocked, "The voice is wrong."

After Robert heard it, he also knocked on the floor, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

"It's here." Marshall pointed to where he knocked.

"There is a problem." Robert nodded. He looked at Marshall and said, "I don't know why, I saw Father Brown's shadow on you."

Marshall did not answer, but tried to open the board under his feet, but the board did not respond.

"The switch may be in the rest." He said, it should be nearby.

On the wall blocked by the cargo box, Marshall found the hidden switch. After he flipped it, the floor in question sank and a long vertical ladder appeared in front of the two of them.

"I'll go down and take a look." Robert volunteered and climbed in.

Soon, there was a commotion from below, and then Robert's voice came from below, "Come in."

As soon as Marshall climbed down the long ladder, he smelled a stench in his nose.

Stepping in the bottom cabin, a dozen children appeared in front of Marshall, all of whom were under ten years old, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Marshall and Robert.

Robert took a few steps forward, and these children all squeezed towards the place full of excrement behind him like a monster.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Robert stopped. "Is Anthony there?" he asked.

The children still looked at Robert in fear, but no one answered.

"Is Anthony there?" Robert asked again.

"He was taken away last night." said an older girl.

Although what Marshall saw last night was not widely spread, Robert learned about this by his own means. After hearing the little girl's words, Robert sighed.

"Do you know who imprisoned you here? Name or appearance." Marshall stepped forward and asked.

They are all on the Blue Pearl now, a completely enclosed space, and there is no way to communicate with the outside world. If they can’t distinguish between friends and foes, even if they find out about it, they may be killed by the ‘most’.

"I don't know, they both covered their faces and called each other rabbits and mice." said the little girl who answered Robert's question before.

After hearing the little girl's words, Marshall did not ask any more, but spoke to Robert softly.

"Under normal circumstances ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ after you say that sentence, the first thing they have to do is to surround themselves, but the situation is completely opposite, which shows that the people who imprisoned them have done similar things. "Marshall's voice was very soft.

"You mean?" Robert quickly understood Marshall's thoughts.

"Yes, the people who imprisoned them may have played the role of the person who saved them. In this way, they can completely cut off the escape of these children, because they have no way to judge whether the person who came to save them was played by a bad person. , But in order to prevent yourself from being harmed, just refuse anyone who comes to save them."

"Under this method, only a small number of smarter children will rely on their own experience to judge their identity. Obviously, in childhood, the level of intelligence has a great relationship with age." Marshall's meaning is very obvious. The girl asked for a breakthrough.

"It's indeed a way." Robert nodded, and then stepped forward, resisting the stench.

"What's your name?" He bent down and asked the little girl softly.

The little girl shook her head and said nothing.