Part 3 the traveler chapter xix the bait
After sending the telegram and clearing his desk, “White Shark” Hamilton was completely relaxed and in a position to think about the details of the situation.
The first question that leaped into his mind then was:
”Where are the guards outside?”
He stood up with his hands on his hips and walked heavily to the door, pulling it open to find several of his men standing there crookedly, telling jokes about women.
Hamilton’s anger first shot through his brain, then calmed down, and his face muscles throbbed slightly as he pounded on the open door of the room.
Thud!
A few guards jumped in shock and instinctively turned their heads, looking towards the door.
”Boss ……”
”Chief ……”
After seeing who it was that made the noise, they stood in a panic and mumbled their words.
”White Shark,” Noiseless said as he took a breath:
”Did you guys just see who entered my room?”
”Yes, Laldero, said there was a situation downstairs.” The guards were extremely confused by the question, “Boss, you let him in …….”
As soon as the words left their mouths, they suddenly thought of another explanation and inquired:
”Chief (boss), there are items stolen inside?”
Hamilton’s expression sank and he shook his head:
”Don’t wander off!”
Clang! He retracted his body and closed the door of the room, leaving several guards there looking at each other, suspecting that the headman was already drunk.
Inside the room, the tall, fat Hamilton frowned and paced back and forth.
”Lardero, Lardero, they saw Lardero …… that guy, that guy, can change into other people s appearance?” As a collaborator to help pirates sell stolen goods and collect intelligence, “White Shark” Hamilton is not unfamiliar with the various rumors of the sea, the first thing that comes to mind is the former pirate general Zilingus who is said to be able to change into anyone.
However, he quickly conjured up more:
”It doesn’t have to be this kind of magical ability, if it’s really close to the descriptions in the rumors, illusions, suggestion, and mental manipulation can all do similar things.
”Hiss, there’s a place that doesn’t feel quite right, just now that guy with a gentle appearance, crazy inside, and terrifying strength, how could he pretend to be my subordinate in order to sneak in and address a ‘boss’, with the character he showed, he should have knocked out or killed all the people he saw along the way, take a stroll as if he were walking to the doorway before knocking very politely!
”If it was about not creating a big commotion, not leaving too much information behind, and not exposing his own sequence-related secrets, then he could have done it in a much more covert way, like climbing through a window ……
”It’s paradoxical …… There’s only one explanation for such a paradox, he’s in disguise!
”Disguising his character, or disguising his power? Or, both possibilities?”
Thinking of this, Hamilton suddenly paused in his steps, stringing together all the details:
”That guy is a novice! His madness is disguised! His power is dependent on some magical item to manifest itself!
”Yes, that must be it!
”This is the only way to account for those contradictions… He doesn’t climb the outer wall and enter through the window because he himself has a low sequence and isn’t good at that area, and the focus of the magical item isn’t in that area …… He’s willing to lower his head and address me as boss in order to enter the room without any problems because of the Purely relying on the magical item, not having much confidence in himself, not being high and crazy enough …… He acted like a madman in order to match the effect of the magical item to create fear, create pressure, and ask for information.
”This also explains very perfectly why he left like that, the reason why he approached me was because he had obtained a powerful magical item, his ambition was inflated, and he wanted to get rich by capturing and hunting some pirates, and when he realized that I was working for the ‘Silver Coin Viper’ Odell and the Old Quinn, the intelligence officer of the ‘Generals Above Blood’, and that it might involve the ‘Mysterious Queen’, then they were scared and cowed, and chose to leave after a little bit of perfidy, not daring to kill anyone!”
The more “White Shark” Hamilton thought about it, the more he felt that he had found the truth, and he was busy reworking the radio, turning over the code book, and sending out a supplemental piece of intelligence, describing his suspicions briefly.
He did not think that he had been targeted by the hunter, that what had happened before had arisen purely from the inflated ambition of a young man who had been granted a strange opportunity, and of the target he gave the appropriate characteristics:
”Blonde hair and blue eyes, not crazy, even somewhat timid.
”Possesses a rather magical object, perhaps capable of changing looks and stature, perhaps capable of creating illusions combined with a sense of terror, the latter being more probable; in short, there is no way of knowing what he really looks like.
”A novice with little experience, skilled in disguising a powerful aura with the aid of an object!
”Has some knowledge of me, doesn’t look like an outsider coming to Damir Harbor for the first time.”
Da, da, da, Hamilton stopped his fingers and leaned back in satisfaction, squeezing his chair and making it creak.
The corners of his mouth quirked up a little, as if he’d seen the end of that asshole earlier:
”A guy with a very low sequence but a powerful magical item won’t end well at sea, with more than a few greedy sharks flocking to him!
”When that happens, there will be no need to worry about my problems being exposed!”
……
The harbor was quiet at night, and Klein, who had left the Flying Fish and Wine, circled around to the far side of the harbor, first fast and then slow, gradually entering a state of walking.
When he was sure no one was following him, he changed his face back to Germaine Sparrow and tucked the hem of his shirt into his pants as he passed through a shady area.
Straightening his sideburns, Klein drew out his gold-rimmed glasses and set them on the bridge of his nose, a slight chill in his svelte appearance.
He began to rely on the stars, discerning his direction back toward where the White Onyx was docked.
As he walked, he let out a low chuckle and thought languidly in the cold wind:
”I hope the ‘White Shark’ isn’t so stupid as to see those cracks I left behind ……”
His persona for tonight’s “visitor” was that of an inexperienced, new adventurer who made mistakes, who knew Damir Harbor and the White Shark well, who carried a coveted magical item, who was dizzy with power, and who appeared to be a little crazy on the inside. A little crazy inside.
Klein’s initial idea is that pirates roam the oceans, even if the Navy, it is difficult to find them, if you can get more accurate information from the “White Shark”, of course, you can directly door-to-door service, if not, the identity of the appearance of the bait, will be attracted to the predetermined location of the pirates who know what they are doing to complete the initial hunt. The preliminary hunt is completed.
After realizing that “White Shark” could contact the intelligence officer Old Quinn of “General on the Blood”, Klein’s plan was perfected, that is, to obtain the content of the code and the spectrum band, to listen to the corresponding situation, to grasp the movement of the target and to interfere with the divination, and then at the most appropriate time, with powerful magical items and the most appropriate way of divination, he could use the “White Shark” as a bait to attract some knowledgeable pirates to the predetermined place. time, use the combination of powerful magical items and weak adventurers as bait to catch a few big fish.
”The problem now is that I don’t have the device used for listening …… basically unavailable at sea …… to be able to ‘world’ and ask the Miss ‘Justice’ or ‘Magician’ to help procure a set in Beckland and ‘ship’ it with a sacrifice… …This is the advantage of the Tarot Club!” Thinking of this, Klein was struck with a wave of emotion.
Seeing the White Onyx in sight, he quickened his pace slightly and found Donna’s family and Crivis and the others returning from another street.
Crivis greeted him with a nod, and spoke in a low tone as they met formally:
”I hear there’s a disturbance at the ‘Flying Fish and Wine’?”
Well informed, quite familiar with Damir Harbor …… Klein tickled the corners of his mouth and replied flatly:
”Just taught two crooks a lesson.”
Krivis’ eyebrows moved slightly, suddenly feeling that his judgment of Germaine Sparrow was somewhat wrong.
After observing and getting along with him before, he thought that although this young adventurer was a little sharper, a little more introspective, and a little colder, he was still considered to be a person who had a smile, knew how to be courteous, and knew how to advance and retreat, and now, he was a little unsure of his grasp, and could only feel that the other party’s innermost heart might be harboring the flames of insanity.
At that moment, Donna’s father intervened and asked:
”Mr. Cleves, who is this?”
”A fellow traveler, Germaine Sparrow.” Crivis introduced very simply.
Klein smiled politely and extended his right palm:
”It’s an honor to meet you, if you need to hire someone in the future and can’t find Crivis and the others, you can consider me.”
”No problem, I hope you’re as strong and professional as they are!” Donna’s father shook Klein’s hand with ostensible enthusiasm and introduced himself, “Uldi Blanche.”
Klein had just released his hand and stepped back when inspiration struck him, only to realize that there was a slight anomaly within the gift boxes carried by the Blanche family servants.
He quietly opened his psychic vision and realized that the gift box contained a strip of cured meat, but the surface of the cured meat was reddish, white, and black, as if it were something from the spirit world.
There is an aura of the spirit world, but it is basically harmless …… This cured meat is very peculiar ah …… Klein was surprised for a moment inside.
Noticing his gaze, Donna’s father gave a laugh and said:
”This is the specialty of Damir Harbor. In the center of this island, there is an extinct volcano, while several holes in the ground around it have crevices with natural hot winds blowing, drying the cured meat there gives it a wonderful and unique flavor, and it can be used as a gift for friends.
”Mr. Sparrow, if you want to buy some, it’s not too late.”
Unique flavor? Spirit world taste? Klein roughly understood what was going on.
According to occult theories, the spirit world was one that overlapped completely with reality yet did not interfere with each other, and one had to rely on extraordinary power in order to break the interval, but this situation was not absolute, and there existed places in the world where the spirit world was too strong and vaguely affected reality.
In such areas, the dead can easily turn into things like water ghosts and zombies, and there is a not-insignificant possibility of paranormal events within residences.
There should have been a similar situation inside the hole in the ground in Damir Harbor, but it was not serious and did not cause anomalies, only causing the cured meat to be tinted with a unique flavor …… There is nothing wrong with not eating a lot of this kind of thing at once …… Klein responded with a smile:
”I have little interest in cured meat.”
Until this moment, he confirmed that the cured meat given by the bartender earlier belonged to the ordinary variety and was not specially made.
Just then, the little boy Denton pointed at the moon in the middle of the sky and said:
”It’s so red!”
”Uh-huh!” Donna nodded in agreement.
So red? Klein looked up, only to realize that tonight’s red moon was no different than usual.
Because children’s spirits are purer, after eating this cured meat and being tainted with the spirit world’s scent, they possess a short-lived, certain ability to see spiritually? Could the children on this island be in a similar situation? Oh, this may be the source of the folklore of Damir Harbor …… Klein examined it and found the answer.
The group strolled back to the ship, up the gangway, and onto the deck.
Krynn bade them farewell and marched to his second class position.
Suddenly, his mind moved and he opened his psychic vision again.
He saw the huge white bone messenger appear in front of him, dropping a letter down.