Assassin’s Adventure

As a junior assassin, Gordon was exhausted from the Guard's search, and it was his first time on the Assassin's path, only to find out that it wasn't a game, the enemy wasn't an idiot, and the British Royal Army was Not so incompetent.

Maybe it was fate, or it was Gordon's subconscious choice. He escaped all the way and finally came to the red-painted house, but Carroll was no longer in the original place.

Gordon didn't think too much, but got into the shadow under the stairs where Carroll hid before. The money bag he put aside had disappeared.

Curled up as much as possible, completely plunged into the shadows.

The loss of blood took away a lot of body temperature, and he didn't realize it when he fled. When Gordon stayed here, he felt a bone-chilling cold.

The rags that originally bound the wound had been soaked with blood, but the smell of blood was dissipated by the sea breeze.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his legs were numb from pain. He wrapped his coat tightly, trying to bring himself some warmth.

The guards searched everywhere with torches, probably because they were so impressed by Gordon's nimble figure on the roof that they didn't look for the stairwell downstairs of the brothel, and hurried towards him. Go further afield to build blockades.

The most dangerous time was when a group of soldiers knocked on the door of the attic and asked if they had seen any suspicious persons.

However, they did not know that the dangerous suspicious person was at their feet, hidden in the shadow of the torch.

Gordon was awakened again by the sound from upstairs, and after a short rest, he knew that he could no longer stay here.

You must know that according to the general handling of the port guard, the next morning, soldiers will start to search the merchant ship, registering whether there are any missing persons, to determine the identity of the deceased and the murderer. If he is not on the ship, I believe Curic is not Will betray him, but it's hard to say whether the sailor will leak.

Going towards the coast again, the position of the ship is at the port. In order to facilitate unloading, you can walk directly to the ship according to the planks laid in the port.

Therefore, as long as he can enter the sea, the distance from the ship is not far.

At this time, the roof did not dare to go any further, but avoided the patrols all the way, advancing from the shadows, the pain in the legs could only be endured, and finally jumped from a high ground into the water.

In the captain's cabin of the Pearl, Gordon was lying weakly on the ground, gasping for breath, still a little regretful in his heart.

He finally arrived at the red-painted second-story building. He didn't have some extravagant hopes, but things were always not as good as he thought. The most urgent task now is to take out the bullets.

Gordon took off his assassin costume, lit the stove, and bit a wet towel between his teeth.

The flames burned the dagger's blade red, and even turned black under the smoke.

Fortunately, the power of the musket at this time is not so great, and the projectile is round, not too deep and stuck in the muscle.

The sharp blade cut a gap across the wound, and the pain caused his hands to tremble constantly. He bit the towel in his mouth and groaned in pain.

The other hand pulled the bullet out.

The bullet stained with blood fell to the ground, and Gordon finally breathed a sigh of relief. In order to prevent bacterial infection, high-concentration alcohol was poured into the wound. In this era of no penicillin, it is already the best disinfection measure. .

Without a needle and thread, he could only tie the wound with gauze and use compression to stop the bleeding. This treatment was very rough, and the wound healed slowly, but there was nothing he could do.

After changing the clothes with blood, I used it to clean up the blood on the floor, and then put it all into the stove to burn to ashes, and the bullet that was taken out from the body was thrown into the sea, all traces of it. All disappeared.

Lying comfortably on the bed, he began to count the spoils this time.

Two gold rings, forty silver coins, and that inexplicable treasure map.

Gordon opened the treasure map, but there was no island drawn on it, but a sea area. He could clearly see the various islands and continents, and a red cross was hit there, and there was nothing on the sea.

According to the comparison of the nautical map, this place is in the waters of the northwestern part of Havana. You can try it after you arrive in Havana.

The next day, until the sun rose high in the sky, Coolidge looked at Gordon, who had not come out of the captain's room, and knocked on the door.

"Gordon! The port guard is here to check people."

Bang Bang Bang!

"Gordon..."

The door of the captain's room was opened, and Gordon stared at the two black eye sockets, startling Coolidge.

"Captain, were you beaten up last night? Or were you drained of your essence by the siren?"

Legend has it that in the waters of the Caribbean, there is such a thing as a siren, which confuses sailors with singing and then eats it!

Gordon shook his head and patted his face to cheer himself up.

"Is the port guard here?"

Coolidge stepped aside and let Gordon see the two guards start asking what was being recorded, and then looked towards him.

Officially coming, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Gordon of course has to meet him, although these people almost killed him last night, but now his identity is a law-abiding businessman, the captain of a merchant ship!

"Captain Gordon, are there any missing persons on your ship?"

A well-dressed lieutenant with a black three-cornered hat came to ask.

Gordon pretended to think for a moment, then called to the bosun next to him who was busy directing the sailors to wipe the deck, "Well, Mitch, are all the sailors from the Pearl here?"

Boatswain Mickey began to count the number of people, and then replied: "Everyone is there!"

Gordon nodded, then looked at the lieutenant: "Everyone is there."

The lieutenant looked at Gordon's cooperation, and he didn't even suspect him. He just warned, "Three people died in the port last night. Their hands and feet are very clean. If you find any suspicious people, report them to the guards immediately."

Gordon smiled very sincerely, saying that he would do as he did, and then sent the three soldiers off the ship.

Coolidge looked at Gordon, who was behaving very abnormally, his facial expression could no longer be distorted, and he almost laughed.

"What are you doing?"

Gordon thought for a while, wondering why Coolidge had this expression.

"Of course it is to cooperate with the Navy in handling the case."

And Coolidge shook his head: "That's not what you did when you were arrested and scuffled with the guards."

Gordon took a deep breath. Isn't this the first time to perform a little nervous?

"First mate, clean up the cargo in the cabin again, whether there is any water leakage in the hull, and whether the supplies are sufficient."

Seeing that Gordon had put on the captain's air, Coolidge could only answer seriously: "These were checked in the morning."

"Then check again."