Chapter 3165: The Detective Shall Die (27)

Shiler looked at the next letter. This time it was Jeff's letter again. The letter kept complaining that life hadn't been easy recently. The eldest son got married, the second son was unemployed, his wife was ill, and his little daughter was about to go to school. He had to sell a few goats, but there weren't many livestock left in his family, and breeding next year was a problem.

This letter let Shiler know that Jeff had no money, and his family was indeed engaged in animal husbandry. It wasn't accurate to say it was animal husbandry. In fact, it was just an ordinary family raising some animals, which could be eaten by themselves or sold for money. And the main animals Jeff's family raised were goats, and they were the kind of edible goats that were relatively popular.

Many people might think that the sheep they eat and the sheep that shear wool are the same, but in fact, sheep are not very delicious, especially the sheep used for shearing wool, which are even less delicious. Instead, some specially bred goats have quite good taste and flavor.

Shiler looked at the next letter and found it was Jeff's again. However, this time he could see how excited he was from his handwriting.

Sure enough, the letter wrote that the boat team boss finally started recruiting people again, and took a fancy to him, preparing to let him follow the first boat to sea next year, and the price given was quite good, completely enough for his little daughter to go to school.

Shiler looked at the date on the postmark of this letter and found that it was very close to the outbreak of the incident, which was a few days before his family lost the sheep.

In this letter, Jeff praised the boat team boss to the extreme, praising him for being a big boss from Connecticut, and also prayed that his wife's illness must get better quickly, so that he would be happy and might give the sailors red envelopes.

Shiler immediately grasped the key point in this big set of nonsense, that is, this boat team boss is from Connecticut, and Yale University is also in Connecticut. This is definitely not a coincidence.

Shiler didn't know the specific location of Madeline's old furniture, but in her letters, she mentioned that even if her university wasn't that far from her old house, she didn't dare to go back to see it, which proved that Madeline's hometown might also be in Connecticut.

Shiler had never heard of the medical insurance company Madeline mentioned. This proved that she shouldn't be that kind of national-level giant, but might be a medical insurance company in a certain state.

The class isolation of the American medical insurance system is very severe. Not everyone can buy insurance from big companies. Various audits are relatively strict, and there are various complex act restrictions. Local residents spend so much money buying insurance every month, and even if they have money, they may not be able to buy the package they want.

Some middle-class families that are not very wealthy usually choose to be the head of a chicken rather than the tail of a phoenix. Their budget can be used to formulate packages by themselves in local insurance companies, and there are various discounts. But if they are taken to national-level medical insurance companies, others don't look down on them much, so naturally there are no discounts, so they usually choose the former.

In other words, it is very likely that Madeline's family chose to buy insurance from a local medical insurance company in Connecticut.

And although the boat team boss doesn't look very rich now, Jeff's heart and words say that his business was very big before, so he might have invested in this mysterious Siltek Medical Insurance Company, at least he must be a major shareholder.

Did Madeline come back here for revenge?

Shiler felt that Madeline might have some methods to contain the Prowler, so she brought the Prowler here, trying to use the Prowler to kill the boat team boss, and then use the suicide method she researched to try to kill the Prowler, so that her revenge would be achieved.

But what makes Shiler relatively confused is that the so-called lean camel is bigger than a horse. Connecticut is not a very rich state, but people who can do big business here, no matter how poor they are, they won't be reduced to such a small village to hire a group of sailors to run boats, right?

This boat team boss has a big problem. Shiler thought, and the strange disease of his wife is also a bit wrong. If it's a normal disease, it should go to a good hospital in a big city. Even if it's related to strangeness, it should go to the church. What's going on coming to this small village? What is worth thinking about here... fish!

Shiler had a flash of inspiration. There are fish in the underground dark river!

Shiler had long felt that this fish seemed to have some special effect, and that underground dark river was very abnormal. Logically speaking, even the surface streams with rich wild fish resources wouldn't have so many fish. Is this thing man-made?

Shiler's nose moved. He remembered that the fish in the two corpses' bellies emitted a startling stench after being taken out, and the fish that could emit that kind of fishy and smelly stench were not freshwater fish, but more likely sea fish.

Although freshwater fish have some earthy smell, it is completely different from the fishy smell of sea fish. That kind of thick fishy stench is more like the stench emitted when sea fish rot.

In other words, these fish might not be naturally present in the underground dark river, and even the underground dark river might not be naturally existing, but someone deliberately made such a river and then put the fish in it.

Combined with the identity of the boat team boss, the answer is self-evident. This guy is not a professional boat team at

Schiller felt that if he hadn't guessed wrong, the effect of this fish should be targeted at anomalies, such as being able to dispel curses or being able to make anomalies stay away from you temporarily.

Assuming the anomalous event is a virus, then this fish might be a kind of antidote; this boss caught so many fish but didn't sell them, instead keeping them in the dark river, possibly to hoard vaccines so that when the anomalous event expanded, he could step out as the savior, thus gaining both fame and fortune.

Schiller looked at the last letter; this letter was written by the owner of the diary, and he had a premonition that there should be some important information in this letter.

But just at this moment, the few people who had gone to explore other rooms also returned; seeing the stack of letters in Schiller's hand, they immediately began to ask.

"What is this? Is it a letter? What is written inside?"

Schiller, however, decisively raised his gun and said, "Don't come over; if you take another step forward, I'll shoot."

"Don't be like this," Bruce said, taking half a step forward, "We are still a team now; the information obtained should be shared."

"Then tell me first, what special abilities do you have?"

"Uh..."

While pointing his gun at them, Schiller opened the letter, and the first sentence made his pupils shrink.

"Andes, it's time to stop. Siltek has no intention of saving the world at all; his so-called vaccine research is just a lie, and the laboratory is nothing but an empty shell. The fish he hired the team to catch were only meant to be sold to those rich people who could pay a high price after the anomaly spreads. We can no longer be accomplices to his evil."

"No matter what you think, I will take action in a few days. I will expose the lies of this damn liar and let his evil plan go down the drain. Whether you are willing to cooperate with me or not, I will do it."

The amount of information revealed in these few short sentences was shocking.

First, the name of the fleet owner was Siltek, which meant that he was not only the boss of the Siltek Insurance Company but also highly likely to be the founder and leader of this company.

Secondly, just as Schiller had expected, he hired the team to catch these fish for the purpose of developing a vaccine, or rather, ostensibly for developing a vaccine, and he had also contacted locals like the diary owner Harold and the lighthouse keeper Andes to cover up the secret of the fish for him.

Finally, Siltek had a laboratory; although it was very likely just an empty shell, there was a high probability that it contained some information about the fish, and the diary owner Harold seemed to want to expose Siltek.

Schiller immediately thought that after they walked into the underground cave, he had seen another path on the opposite side of the dark river, but he hadn't gone over because he considered the river unsafe. Could that path be the one leading to the laboratory?

Then he realized a terrifying fact—the Prime Universe Batman, who was playing the role of the diary owner Harold, had likely anticipated the current situation long ago.

Because everything related to this Siltek medical insurance company could possibly have been made up by the Prime Universe Batman; this was the backstory he set for himself.

In a daze, he felt a gust of wind blow past, but he remembered that the windows in this room were all closed. He turned his head and saw that the window at the end of the row of shelves he was in was open.

And he was indeed severely injured now, and because he was injured, everyone except him had left him where he was. Owlman had originally intended to stay, but in the end, he followed them out. Schiller felt that since he was missing half an arm, he wasn't much of a threat, so he tacitly allowed it.

In other words, there was only the Prime Universe Batman left in that room now, and no one knew what skills he possessed.

Although it was unlikely for a hunter to possess medical skills, he had at least participated in the previous few battles. As a wilderness survival expert, he should have been able to put skill points into things like first aid to restore his own health. He hadn't done so before just to make people think he was dying, so that he could be left alone.

After realizing this, Schiller threw down the rest of the letters, kept only the last one, put away his gun, and rushed out the door at top speed, quickly descending several floors to the first floor.

Returning to the room they had first arrived in, sure enough, the figure that had been lying on the ground before had disappeared.

Schiller cursed, but the others who followed him into the room cursed even more foully.

Schiller turned, raised his gun, and aimed.

Bang!

The shotgun bullet flew out, aimed at Greed's brow, and the next second, an eerie voice rang out.

"Battle start..."

The moment they entered the battle, time should have stopped, but Greed instinctively responded.

"Whoosh!"

A wind blade sliced the bullet in two.

Stunned for two seconds, Greed finally realized he had been exposed; he looked up and stared fixedly at Schiller, saying, "You lunatic!"