Evil always comes from courage

As soon as he stood up, the strong fragrance suddenly hit his face. When Henry Jane smelled this fragrance, he felt that his brain froze for an instant, and his whole body softened and he knelt down on the ground.

Caspar Colin didn't know the situation, he just thought he was feeling unwell, and quickly grabbed Henry Jane with his quick eyes, so that he didn't fall to the ground all of a sudden.

Henry Jane's expression was dull, and his eyes were full of despair. Then when he understood everything in front of him, fear reflected in his eyes.

That scent came from Casper Colin's body, my God! His favorite Mr. Caspar Colin, why does he have such a strong fragrance?

Henry Jane looked at Casper Colin's gentle and handsome face in disbelief and opened his mouth.

Countless questions were like crabs eager to crawl out of the crab basket, so tightly packed in his throat that he couldn't utter a single word of those words. He could only stare at the man in front of him with his eyes wide open.

"Oh my god, he's dead!"

An unbelievable exclamation came from behind. Henry Jane suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and looked behind him.

Who is dead? Henry Jane was full of these words, and he couldn't care about Casper Coe. Lin's face was full of worry, and he didn't know who shouted those words.

When he looked back, he was suddenly stunned. He didn't know that person.

Who was this person? Henry Jian was stunned. He was helped up by Caspar Colin, and his eyes were fixed on the figure on the hospital bed behind him.

Henry Jane did not recognize him, but it could be seen from his clothes that he was a Whaler.

There was a button made of whale teeth on his chest, and his whole body was covered in blood. He was holding something tightly in his hand, and it was so bloody that it was hard to tell what it was.

Mr. Alphabet also had The other sailors gathered around the bed, their faces were ashen and their eyes were full of sorrow.

"Oh my gosh, he's still got that harpoon."

Henry Jane didn't recognize the speaker, his voice was choked, otherwise he looked at the dead whaler on the bed, covering half of his face with one arm, shaking his body, wiping his hands with great sorrow and self-reproach. Tears.

Only then did Henry Jane notice that the dead whaler's hand seemed to be holding a metal object, and the Julian sailor who first discovered the whale's loud call was also here.

He also Covered in blood, but seemingly fine, he walked to the opposite side of the bed and knelt down with a gloomy face, then carefully held the bloody left hand of the unknown whaler lying on the bed, and gently held it He opened his clenched fingers.

Henry Jane held his breath. He didn't know whether the thing in his hand was dangerous, let alone where it came from. He just stared at Julian with his eyes wide open. The sailor's movements.

At this sight, Henry Jane was immediately frightened and took a step back, almost stepping on Caspar Colin's foot nearby. He saw a piece of shiny metal in the man's bloody palm. The piece, it was part of the whaling harpoon, one of the blades. The tiny hook on it had also penetrated into the skin and was deeply embedded in it.

Henry Jane immediately clenched his palm, as if it were his own The hand was also deeply pierced by the extremely sharp blade.

What happened, what happened to make such a living person tightly hold part of the harpoon and refused to let go.

Henry Jane didn't know. , he couldn't ask, at least not now.

Mr. Alphabet's eyes were already red, and he didn't expect that he would die so quickly, even before he could get treatment.