Restarting the myth.

Chapter 94 Sea Shrine

"Girl, your thoughts are too simple. You don't understand this world at all..."

Wayne said goodbye to the female star in the corridor, looked at her elegant blonde figure in a white dress from behind, closed the door and shook his head.

Lily made a detailed strategy for him, how to win the heart of the eldest lady, how to change Auston's attitude, and how to penetrate into the core of the Landau family. If there were no extraordinary powers in this world, the three-step plan would be very feasible.

Unfortunately, Lily doesn't know the truth about this world.

Wayne couldn't help but feel pity for her. It was understandable that ordinary people didn't know the real world, but Frank's top leaders must know it. Knowing that the world was so dangerous, they still sent out ignorant intelligence personnel to challenge extraordinary powers with their flesh and blood.

Wayne was glad for Lily. If she had really contacted Austin and targeted his lover, she would most likely have been stuffed into a cement barrel and thrown into the river.

The Landau family is a member of the magical world, so it is very easy for Austin to investigate Lily. There is no need to torture her. Just stuff mushrooms in her mouth and she will confess everything.

Wayne judged his and Lily's agent encryption levels, and the result was obvious: cannon fodder level.

He even suspected that his original self had realized the truth about the world, which was why he performed all kinds of bizarre operations and lived a slacking life, not like a spy.

As for where to learn the truth about the world...

Wayne raised his eyebrows, and the followers of the goddess of death jumped out.

From this perspective, he and the goddess of death are indeed destined to be together.

"Forget it, why think so much? It would be a shame not to practice in such a beautiful scenery."

Wayne collapsed on the sofa and began to practice with the ancient silver coin in his hand. The ancient silver coin belonged to Planck and was lent to him for use and could be taken back at any time.

This opportunity is rare, and the most urgent task is to light the hexagram first. Compared with this top priority, all other matters can be put aside.

"No, there is something I can't let go of..."

Wayne curled his lips. He encountered two attacks in a row on the cruise ship. One was a threat from a mental asylum, and the other was seduction by a female star. The mastermind behind both attacks was Auston.

It was because he was popular and had brothers from all corners of the world that he easily defused the two attacks. If it were another magician's apprentice, he would definitely fall twice and die without knowing how he died.

According to what Planck and Lily said, the two knew the itinerary early and were waiting for him to come, which means that the invitation letter from the White Glove Association was also sent by Austin.

Wayne was not surprised that Auston had such means. He was rich and willful. He was the big brother of the police department and the mental asylum, so it was reasonable for him to be the big brother of the White Glove Association.

He was just curious about what other arrangements were made on Dragon Heart Island.

"Boss, you have successfully aroused my interest!"

There is no need to rush for revenge. Patience is the best way to go when you are weak. But the more he took a step back, the angrier he got. Wayne took several steps back, thinking that it was time to launch a counterattack.

This question is very difficult. After thinking it over, he can only bear it with his own ability, unless...

A shadowy nightmare passed before Wayne's eyes.

"How about transforming into a Death Knight and going to his house to start a big fight?"

Wayne couldn't help but burst into laughter as he thought about rubbing Auston on the ground, but then he thought that his teacher and Veronica would be implicated, so he had to give up with regret.

"I don't want to involve the teacher and Veronica, and neither does he. So, this guy is still a real man."

Wayne secretly thought it was bad luck that he, a dignified Death Knight, could not do anything to a jumping old white-faced man.

What Wayne didn't know was that the old white-faced man was also caught in a bad situation. He called Fla and was addressed as Mr. Landau. He was so angry that he smashed the phone.

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The next day, when the waiter brought the food cart, Wallace came uninvited, grabbed Wayne's hand and asked him to help put out the fire.

Give me a hand, brother. From today on, you are my brother!

Although the above is not Wallace's original words, the translation is basically the same.

The cruise ship only has two days left to sail and the shooting schedule is very tight. If the third male lead's scenes are not filmed, the budget will definitely be overspent. Overspending means that the production company will be unhappy, which will affect the investment in the next film.

Wallace really wanted to change the third male lead and was ready to shave his beard and do it himself, but unfortunately Lily disagreed and the third male lead had to be Wayne.

"Wallace, I'm really busy, and I warned you yesterday that I would call someone if you come again."

"No, Lily told me that she discussed it with you yesterday."

Wallace grabbed Wayne and made a wry gesture: "The sex scene can be deleted. You can make mistakes in the kissing scene. The script has changed the setting of the third male lead. You are no longer a pervert, but the ex-boyfriend of the heroine, who died tragically at the hands of a monster for love..."

In a nutshell, the third male character becomes a positive character, and his sacrifice will earn a lot of tears, especially for girls who are full of fantasies about love, it will be a decisive moment.

Wayne nodded. If he was right, this was one of the parts of the strategy Lily designed for him.

On the day the movie was released, he invited Veronica to the cinema, and the latter cried her heart out.

interesting!
Wayne hesitated for three or two seconds and agreed to take the script. Wallace said that it would not take up too much of his time. The scenes on the cruise ship would be shot within half a day, and the scenes on Dragon Heart Island would be even fewer, with a few sets of staged shots. A stand-in would be used directly when he was trampled to death by the prop gorilla.

Wayne's shooting schedule was from 10 am to 2 pm, finishing just before tea time.

The third male lead doesn't have many lines, and most of them are concentrated in his scenes with the female lead. Because the passionate scenes were deleted and the character was changed to a warm man, the third male lead looks like a bootlicker.

Wayne doesn't mind if he's a licker, after all, he really got it in the movie. Unlike the second male lead, the cameraman boyfriend in the script, he doesn't even have a kissing scene with the heroine.

In the last kissing scene, Lily asked Wayne if he wanted to do it for real, but Wayne refused decisively. If Lily was just an ordinary big star, he wouldn't mind the sex scene, but knowing that she was a poor cannon fodder, he really couldn't bear to take advantage of her.

Lily didn't insist, and a misalignment ended all the shots of Wayne on the cruise ship.

At three o'clock in the morning of August 8, Wayne's life essence was filled, six spots of light bloomed, and his resonating soul was infinitely satisfied.

On August 8, the Polaris arrived at Longxin Island in the North Sea.

Looking down from a high place, Longxin Island is shaped like a heart. Ignoring the scattered uninhabited islands around it, its area is about 600 square kilometers.

One side of the island is covered with mountains and dense forests, while the other side is flat. There is a natural harbor but it is not a good one. It can only serve as a supply line along the coast and cannot be a military stronghold.

In comparison, the islands two hundred nautical miles away better meet the navy's port requirements.

This is getting off topic. The geographical location of Longxin Island determines its developed fishery industry. The capitalists guard the natural fishing grounds and hardworking islanders and earn a lot of surplus value.

In the past two years, capitalists have set their sights on the pristine jungle of Longxin Island and started to develop tourism projects. However, due to the continued economic downturn, this plan had to be postponed.

Wayne stepped onto the port and said goodbye to the crew. He took the invitation letter and found the driver to pick him up and went to the destination, Bart Manor. Bart Manor is located on the volcanic cliff of Crescent Bay on Dragon Heart Island. It belongs to the local wealthy Bart family. The deceased Myron Bart drowned a month ago.

According to police investigation, this was an accidental fall into the water and there was no possibility of homicide, but Myron's wife Marina did not think so. She contacted the White Glove Association and invited professional detectives to reinvestigate the cause of her husband's death.

Marina believes her husband was murdered by a family member.

A commission involving property division is very classic and exists in any era and any background.

Wayne sat in the back seat. On his left were the coastline and fishing boats, and on his right were tall and short houses. Occasionally he saw a church. He immediately became interested and started chatting with the driver out of curiosity.

It was a church similar to the Church of the Heavenly Father, with a strange five-pointed star logo hanging on the wall. It was definitely not the traditional belief he had in mind.

Because of the Geocentric Church, Wayne is very resistant to these weird churches. He always feels that there are evil gods behind these churches who will initiate group sacrifices if they disagree.

"That's the Sea Shrine. The islanders all believe in the Sea God. Every time before going out to sea, they pray to the Sea God, praying for no storms and a full load..."

The driver talked about the standard beliefs of Longxin Island and was quite respectful to the sea god in his words. Although he was not a believer, most of his relatives and friends worked in the fishing company and were influenced by them to believe in it to some extent.

It doesn't matter who you believe in. You don't need to pay for indulgences at the Sea Shrine. It's free, so there's no harm in believing in it.

Wayne deeply agreed with this simple belief. He inquired from the side and asked vaguely whether the Sea Shrine distributed eggs and performed sacrificial ceremonies.

The driver thought about it. As far as he knew, the sea god was a peaceful and selfless god who never asked for anything from his believers. The faith was also very simple, emphasizing that a sincere heart would be answered. If a devout believer returned safely from the sea, he could go to the church to fulfill his wish.

The way of fulfilling the vow is very simple. There is a pool in the center of the church square, which is connected to the sea. Every person who goes out to sea releases a fish into the pool, which means that he or she is reborn at the moment of death.

Wayne didn't hear anything wrong, it was indeed a simple and pure belief, but he still remembered the name of the Sea Shrine. He had a lot of imagination, and contacted the fishing company run by the deceased Myron, suspecting that this was a vicious revenge murder case.

Forty minutes later, the vehicle arrived at Butt Manor, a four-story house built on the edge of a cliff with one side facing the sea, and the scenery was quite spectacular.

Wayne was used to seeing mansions and big houses, and said that Bart Manor was just average. Compared with the Landau family's mansion, it was just a small farm in the country.

Ordinary stuff!
The car passed through the towering double iron gates of the fence, and Wayne asked to get out and walk. He wanted to see the garden pond where the deceased drowned.

After a month, there is definitely no clue to be found, but getting familiar with the scene is better than nothing.

The driver did not refuse, praised Wayne's professionalism, drove to the crime scene, stopped the car, lit a cigarette and waited quietly.

The big house at Bart Manor is very ordinary, but the lawn and green space of the manor are very spacious. A large piece of land was enclosed during its construction. The pool is larger than Wayne had imagined, a small artificial lake, and very grand.

Wayne walked around half a circle along the lake. He had excellent eyesight and confirmed that the deepest part of the artificial lake was less than three meters. Assuming that the deceased could swim, the possibility of death from accidental falling into the water was indeed small.

But the possibility of accidental falling into the water cannot be ruled out. According to the driver, the deceased drank a lot of alcohol. If someone drowns after drinking, a bowl of tomato soup can cause suffocation, let alone an artificial lake.

Just as he was thinking about it, two figures, one tall and one short, walked towards him. Wayne looked at them carefully, taking in their clothes and appearance.

The girl on the left is about 1.6 meters tall, about 17 or 18 years old. She is wearing a black and white maid outfit that is evenly spaced. She weighs no more than 100 pounds.

The lady on the right has a cold temperament and is nearly 1.8 meters tall, almost as tall as Wayne.

She was wearing a black long dress, with a high straight nose, prominent cheekbones, a square jaw, and sharp and three-dimensional facial features.

The pace of her walking is very interesting. Not as elegant as that of an aristocratic woman, but with a different aura, generous and capable. Every step she takes is very particular, like the habit of a professional model.

"Who are you?" The woman stopped and looked at Wayne coldly.

"My name is Wayne, a detective from London, and I'm here on behalf of Mrs. Marina Bart."

"Hello, Detective Wayne, my name is Marina Bart."

"It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Butt."

Wayne and Marina chatted for a while. The latter might have just had her husband die, as her face was cold the whole time. Seeing that Wayne wanted to talk about the case as soon as they met, she asked the maid beside her to accompany Wayne and continue walking along the lake.

"The lady doesn't seem very happy. It seems that she really loves her husband."

Wayne looked at the 1.60-meter-tall maid and found that the girl was pretty. He happily extended his hand and said, "Wayne, what's your name?"

"Oga."

Like master, like maid. Oga also had a cold face. Facing the enthusiastic Wayne, he was very quiet and spoke little.

"Okay, Oga, without further ado, can you tell me the exact location of Mr. Bart's death?" Wayne said, pointing to the artificial lake.

"The master did not die in the lake. He did not drown. He shot himself in his study." The maid Oga replied.

Wayne was stunned for a moment: "If it was suicide, why did you declare it as drowning after being drunk?"

"Because it wasn't an elegant way to die."

"Drowning drunk is elegant?"

"Ah."

Oga nodded seriously and described it briefly: "It was a night with red wine, lake, moon and a noble lord who liked to recite poetry."

Wayne: (_)
Damn, this is so romantic!
Wayne thought of that person, who seemed to have died in the same way. He was drunk and wanted to catch the moon, but he was gone.

With this kind of substitution, it can be as romantic as you want.

He shook his head speechlessly. It was understandable. The deceased was an aristocrat who turned capitalist. He had been rich from his ancestors to the present. For the sake of family reputation, he made up a decent way of dying.

Doesn't this make things more difficult for the detective?
"Ojia, can you take me to the study?"

"this way please."

Ojia is very indifferent. Basically, she won't speak unless Wayne takes the initiative. But she also actively cooperates and will tell you everything she knows about issues related to the investigation.

"In addition to the madam, the eldest master also hired a detective, who arrived a week ago."

"Oh, what's the other person's name?"

"Kerr Poirot, the famous detective from London."

"..."

Poirot, this surname smells like old lady Agatha!
(End of this chapter)