Bo Fu looked at the strange circle in the picture and put a triangle in it, and then there was a cross pendant in it. He sighed that the supernatural power of the Holy See, which was once very powerful more than 200 years ago, has now shrunk. Then Bo Fu brushed his palm over one picture and opened the third picture.
The picture shows the turbulent sea, blue sky, white clouds and white beaches. In the close view of the dense coconut trees on the beach, there is a small steam sailboat floating on the sea. Under the control of Bofu's finger, the picture begins to rotate and finally freezes on the hard rock road behind the beach. There is a two-story Spanish-style garden villa under the shade of tropical plants. The camera continues to draw closer. On the balcony of the villa, the sea breeze gently blows the veil of the balcony, revealing a lazy woman sitting in a rattan sofa inside. It is a beautiful girl, but when she looks closely at her charm and eyes, she is really a beauty. "Adelaida..." Bofu said softly, "Long time no see."
Adelada in the picture did not grow old at all. The passage of time brought her a mature charm. Bofu saw that the room was full of scattered maps and some pirate-era knives or muskets. He knew that Adelada had never given up looking for the treasures of the Black Swan in so many years.
On the wall of the bedroom, Bo Fu saw a large picture drawn with a pencil. The signature was drawn by Adelaida himself. The picture shows the underwater cave of the mysterious island, the treasure cave full of gold coins, the lake covered with golden sand, and the youthful spring on the pyramid. "Is it unexpectedly good artistic cells? The drawing is very accurate - no wonder, that place is a magical place that an ordinary girl could never dream of, and naturally she has a very deep memory." Bo Fu said as he looked at the pencil drawing in the picture.
But then Bo Fu showed a mysterious smile, "I am on the mysterious island but I don't know that this is the place you are looking for... What should I say?" Over the past century, the low skeleton volcanic cone has completely submerged by plants. Although the cliff waterfall behind is still there, Adelada has not found it for some reason - it cannot be blamed for her, the place is full of sharp reefs. And the waterfall must be close to discover it, it is in the recess of the cliff. The continuous half-exposed cave is very common on the Caribbean islands, and it is everywhere...
Adelada didn't know how to hide her ageless face. Anyway, Bofu probably thought she had to have residences on many islands or countries, and then lived in different places in a few years to hide it. However, the aura of Adelada made Bofu laugh, "I didn't expect that she also became a member of the supernatural creatures. This should be... a witch? No matter what, she can no longer be considered a human." There are many threads of fate extended from Adelada. Bofu used the water mirror technique to randomly choose a thread, and after chasing along the thread, he found that it was a man in his thirties and a handsome blonde man.
Bo Fu saw the same sketch drawn in pencil in the man's room. Although it was a little distorted, he could still recognize it as Adelada at a glance. "What is this? An admirer? Hahahaha." Bo Fu laughed.
Adelaide has been wandering in the Caribbean Sea, the Iberian Peninsula or North and South America for many years. She lives a mysterious seclusion life, and is also trying hard to find the mysterious island. Such a life will naturally inevitably meet all kinds of people in different places. Her beautiful face and mature charm through time naturally attracted many men's crazy **, and there are pitiful men whose hearts are crushed by love everywhere. The oldest of them has been in the grave for decades......At the past 150 years, while Adelaide has pursued the mysterious island, at least thirty men have followed her footsteps, but they have not gained anything. Many people entered the grave with the deepest regret. The guy Bo Fu saw was just another one of these men.
Bofu pulled the picture back to Adelaide, and the woman seemed to have made a decision. She casually tore the paintings on the wall into the sea, then put an ancient parchment on her body, and stood here on the beach and looked at the sea.
The steam sailboat that was originally nearby had left, and the sea in front of him was vast. Not long after, waves began to surge on the sea surface. A huge shadow appeared below the sea surface. As the waves surged, a huge turtle appeared out of the sea.
This is an incredibly huge sea turtle. Its carapace is more than fifty meters long, but it does not look ferocious at all, and it does not seem to have any evil spirit. "Adelaide... It seems that you have learned a lot of magic in the past 150 years. The turtle triggered by this spell seems to be your transportation and the bodyguard at the sea." Bo Fu was still lying in the rocking chair, expressing his opinion on the hot Caribbean Sea in the still cold weather in England.
Adelada jumped lightly on the turtle's back. Then the huge turtle moved its limbs and began to climb to the deep sea - it was too big... Adelada would not be drowned. She leaned on the turtle's armor, her eyes turned white, and the singing was faintly visible in the sea water. The big turtle led the woman to dive into the deep sea.... Bofu sighed with emotion, and then checked the whereabouts of the Black Swan. The sailboat has now reached the mouth of the Amazon River, and it will soon be able to enter the Caribbean Islands.
Those people have not yet transcended the mortal category. They do not know any magical actions or jumping spells, and they must honestly move forward with various means of transportation wherever they go. So Bofu doesn't have much to see. He closed the pictures of Van Helsing and the Caribbean, and focused his attention in the living room of B, No. 221 Baker Street.
The young deputy sheriff had just finished speaking that their sheriff thought it was made by a homeless man, and they arrested a homeless suspect about a mile away from the place - because the man was found locally haunted later yesterday and had a dispute with the victim Old Terry, and the locals knew the homeless man who called himself Gerald, and knew that the man had been living in the local area by stealing and odd jobs.
They caught the man, but the thin man refused to admit that he had killed Old Terry, who claimed to know nothing about it. In fact, the deputy sheriff did not think that the man's physique could make the thick farmer Old Terry run away and could easily cut off Old Terry's head - according to the forensic's identification, Old Terry's head was cut off cleanly with some kind of sharp weapon, with the breaking extremely smooth and the muscles contracted, proving that Old Terry was cut off when he was alive. The biggest problem was that this Gerald was only more than five feet tall, and Old Terry was nearly five feet and ten inches tall. Unless Old Terry was kneeling on the ground, Gerald could not cut off his head from the angle behind - the forensic also proved that the blow that cut off his head came from about thirty-five degrees above the back.
The investigation was deadlocked, but the sheriff refused to admit that it was failed, insisting that it was Gerald's work - and then on the third day after Gerald was put in jail, another victim appeared......