Treasure hunter, sailing on the blue sea

This is a man with wheat-colored hair, wearing a brown vest with a short-sleeved shirt underneath.

The trousers are similar to leather trousers, and he wears a pair of boots. He doesn't seem to be carrying any weapons except for a cowhide bag on his back.

Alka and the other two pointed their long knives at him and slowly backed away.

Looking at the actions of the two people, the young man directly raised his hands and spread them out to show that he had no ill intentions.

"Don't be so vigilant, and I should have been the one who came in first. I just didn't want people to know, so I hid it, but I didn't expect you to be so vigilant."

The man smiled and said in a brisk tone, not nervously.

"What are you doing here? Why are you hiding?" Alka asked, pointing a knife at him.

After all, if you were just curious, you wouldn't need to hide like this.

And being able to hang the entire body under the balcony is obviously not something that normal people can do.

The man adjusted his hat.

"I just heard some of your conversation. You guys also came here to find some valuable things."

Both of them frowned when they heard this.

This means that the person in front of them already knows that they are looking for the treasure.

Of course, it cannot be said to be a treasure.

It can also be called Tulay's relic.

Thinking of this, Alka had nothing to hide and asked directly: "Do you have any information? If we don't know it, maybe we can work together."

Hearing Alka's words, the man smiled directly, and then bowed slightly.

"Meet treasure hunter Jason Fales."

"So, are you lucky enough to know your names?"

Sigurt said directly: "Sigert Berg of Golden Wheat Island."

Hearing this, Alka resisted the thought of turning around and asking Sigurt.

He could understand the answer to the name, but why did he have to tell where he was from?

"Alka, Alka Raghu."

Jason looked like he suddenly understood, nodded and said: "It turns out that I am from Home Island, so you don't have to be so vigilant. After all, I am just a treasure hunter, not a vicious pirate with no escape route."

Sigurt inserted his weapon into the scabbard, and then patted Alka.

"Put your weapons away."

It seems that this home island has secrets that he doesn't know about, and he will have to ask him about it later.

Thinking of this, Alka also put away his weapons.

In this case, you can trust Siegert's judgment.

"Since we want to exchange information, how about we work together to find this little treasure?"

"Of course, what we find will be divided equally between the three of us. We will get it one after the other based on our contribution."

Without waiting for Alka and the others to answer, he continued: "To show my sincerity, I will first tell you what I know."

Alka thought for a moment and nodded: "No problem."

"I believe there is no need for me to repeat the information that everyone on the island knows. Before his death, Alando Touré once produced his most peak works in his residence."

“He didn’t go out for a long time, and he didn’t even receive guests.

Until one day he went out to solve a naval task and help research something. "

"Since he is willing to come out, it means that his work must have been successful, but no one knows about it, and no one has found him in his residence."

Hearing this information, Alka narrowed his eyes slightly.

After knowing this information, more additional information about the treasure must have leaked out.

"Okay, it's your turn."

Hearing this, Sigurt turned his head and looked at Alka.

What he knew was no different than what these people on the island knew. Alka should know more.

Looking at Sigurt's eyes.

"Don't look at me, I know the same as you!"

He screamed in his heart, but remained calm on the outside, and then asked: "How long have you been searching in this manor?"

After a slight pause, Jason replied: "It's been a few days, but I haven't gained much."

"Then do you have a structural diagram of the manor?"

Looking at Jason's expression, Alka immediately said: "I may know some places where he hides things, but I'm not familiar with this manor."

Hearing this, Jason frowned and pursed his lips.

After considering it carefully for a while, he said, "Okay, I got one from the Governor's Mansion."

As he spoke, he pulled out a wrapped roll of paper from the backpack on his back.

He handed it to Alka in front of him.

After Alka took it, he immediately spread it out.

The paper is two layers, a thin piece of tissue paper over a piece of kraft paper.

Copied.

What is drawn on the drawing is the manor at the feet, divided into several blocks, and the first floor with the courtyard and the upper two floors of other buildings are drawn respectively.

Alka blinked.

A blue light spot appeared on the paper.

He reached out to hold the paper and clicked on the light spot.

Sure enough, the entry has changed.

[Treasure information: Alando Touré’s manor stores the works of the owner of the manor during his peak period.

At the same time, there are also various "failures" that he left behind in order to produce the works at his peak, in his secret studio. 】

Looking at this information, looking at the light spots on the drawing.

The light spot at this time is on the first layer.

In a non-existent room on the first floor, the area drawn on the drawing is a load-bearing column.

Such a small area cannot be a room at all.

Put the drawings away directly.

"Shall we go to the first floor to take a look? This drawing is a bit inconsistent with the area I just visited."

Upon hearing this, Sigert immediately followed him happily, turning slightly sideways to be wary of Jason.

Instead, Jason raised his eyebrows slightly.

He is not blind.

He could see that Alka was very young, and judging from some of his actions, he didn't look like a treasure hunter at all.

More like a young man who just went to sea.

The reason why he was willing to tell the information so generously was because he had actually been looking for it for several days.

He had almost given up on this place, feeling that Alando really had not succeeded, or that his works had long been taken away by people who had visited this place before.

Today I just came here for a casual look, a little reluctant to do so.

Didn’t you expect it would be really rewarding?

Thinking of this, he immediately followed him.

Everyone followed the stairs to the first floor.

Alka stopped directly at the entrance of the stairs.

Look at these two walls next to the corner of the stairs.

He reached out and made a fist and knocked.

Watching Alka's movements, Jason reminded from the side: "This is solid, just a load-bearing column of this building."

Ignoring Jason's words.

Look at the handrails used to go up the stairs, which are close to the wall.

Generally speaking, there are no handrails on the side close to the wall.

But here it is repaired.

He put his hand against the armrest and started tapping.

Listen to the sounds inside along with the knocking.

A smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

His upper hand twisted up and down the entire armrest pillar.

Finally, it successfully rotated in the middle.

With a clicking sound.

A trace of dust shook off the wall next to it.

Then.

Nothing happens.