Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 138 Martin Knight
As soon as the Lord Jin finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps on the deck, and several consecutive dives in no particular order splashed beautiful water splashes overboard.

This voice not only called out to help, but also heard that the crew members who had fun rushed to the upper deck faster than Kraft and Martin, gathered to the side of the ship to join the ranks of onlookers and gamblers, each cheered for the bettors, and expressed respect for their players. Swimming is judged.

Things quickly developed into a farce.Many of the able-bodied sailors were born in the warmer waters of the Tem River. Swimming has been their entertainment since they were young. It is neither difficult nor serious for them to catch someone who fell into the water.

Martin pushed aside the crowd first, and rushed to the side of the ship with a hand crossbow. The fastest player had almost caught up with the ups and downs.At present, it seems that sinking is more than floating, and the water splash is gradually getting smaller, but it should not prevent the sailors from catching people up.

The atmosphere was very lively, the winner proudly collected one or two copper coins as chips, and his companions laughed and scolded the betting partner and handed over the coins.Martin remained on the sidelines, and Kraft seriously doubted that if the target moved again, he would make another shot regardless of the risk of fratricide.

But don't worry about that for now.One sailor plunged below the surface and resurfaced with his armpit hooked to his chest.The later companion did not turn back directly, but stayed for a while, taking care of him to lift the body of the person who fell into the water and swim back.

The sailors on the side lowered the rope ladder to welcome them aboard.

The whole rescue process was very smooth, there was no such thing as pulling the rescuers in a panic when they fell into the water, which saved the sailors a lot of energy. The guy seemed to pass out, and the sailors obediently pulled him back to the boat Edge, put on deck, even helpers are useless.

All good, good technique, prompt response, teamwork and safety awareness - all the better if the target is okay.

Kraft rushed to the side of the drowning man, and his sensitive professional sense of smell immediately noticed that the situation was not good from all angles. A bleak paleness became the main color of the skin, and the breathing movement of the chest stopped.

The fingers rested on the two fingers outside the trachea for a while, almost making people feel that they were resting on a piece of freshly defrosted meat, and there was no sign of pulsation under the cold temperature.

Logically, according to the treatment process, if he still wanted this guy to speak, he should immediately clear his airway and start cardiopulmonary resuscitation first aid. However, the parts hit by the two crossbow arrows made him give up this idea.

The first crossbow bolt to hit, that is, the one that destroyed his swimming posture, stuck in his thigh, making people who have no experience in enduring pain basically lose their ability to move and can only thump in place.Immediately afterwards, the second branch pierces through the eighth intercostal space near the scapular angle on the back, creating an open pneumothorax, and then enters the mediastinum between the two lungs obliquely forward.

As for the things in the mediastinum, there are too many things, the esophagus, trachea, aorta, and heart are almost at the same level.It is impossible to put this thing inside to perform chest compressions, and it cannot be pulled out, and emergency surgery cannot solve such a complicated situation.

In short, wait to die.

Oh, it seems that there is no need to wait, most likely he is already dead.

After seeing the situation of the man who fell into the water, he immediately dispersed around the spectators and noticed that Martin had a crossbow weapon in his hand.

"This damned heathen poisoned his food with the intention of murdering the followers of the Lord."

Very good, let's make a division first, characterize it as a heretic committing crimes, and divide myself and other people present into the same faith identity group. Such a skillful operation can be seen as a member of a violent organization with experience in this field.

In fact, there is no need to explain so much. If a person not only has a sword and a portable crossbow with him, but also stands up to say that he killed the person and offered a reward for salvage, then it is not difficult to understand that he has a special status and a legitimate reason. Or that you better acknowledge his special status and justification.

The atmosphere was tense, and the sailors weren't sure whether to let Martin's actions go. He didn't look like he had any actual evidence.Until the alarmed captain rushed to the scene and learned what had happened from the sailors.

"Heretic, poison? That's really bad..."

"He put a handful of poisonous fruit in my fruit bowl." Kraft stood up and explained that the physical evidence was preserved, but no one could prove it came from the deceased.Relying on his indirect acquaintance with the captain through William, he still has credibility.

The captain really wanted to throw this Martin directly overboard, but for the sake of the friend involved, and the fact that the other party was obviously not ordinary, he had to bear with it and assume the role of the temporary adjudicator on the water, "I need to see Those fruits, and the things in his room."

"The next time I dock, I will be responsible for explaining to the port manager. We are hunting these guys, and I hope no one will talk too much after disembarking." There is also a tendency to be anti-customer-oriented.

In fact, the matter is over, the captain does have temporary water ruling, but it definitely does not include a person who looks very dangerous, has a lot of background and does not want to disclose his identity, since this person is so confident that the local governor will not do anything to him , then throw it to the local port chief.

"Don't touch the things on the corpse." Martin threw down a sentence, and went to the cabin with the captain, his face was not very good, maybe he would prefer to see that the fish was a living person.

Luckily, belladonna was indeed found in the cabin, in a small half-empty crate, along with the other berries in what appeared to be an unsolicited mix for the victims.

Maybe the other party didn't expect that God-given opportunity would meet someone who could remember the location of every blueberry. Martin and Kraft counterattacked so quickly, and they even found him without alarming others, and they didn't give them time to clean up. .

Then he made a second mistake, actively exposing his suspicions, and tried to escape by swimming.Generally speaking, this is not a mistake. After all, he really swims very fast, but unfortunately, he is not as fast as this special portable small crossbow that Kraft has never seen before.

The captain's face was no better than Martin's. Seeing where to go, he was mixed with the poison used by professional assassins. Fortunately, the other party's target was the passengers and not others. Otherwise, if he put it on the dining table, most of the ship would be ruined.

"I will testify for you, but I'm afraid I can't afford the next voyage. Our contract doesn't cover that."

"It doesn't matter. The next stop is our destination, Westminster. After that, everything has nothing to do with this ship." Martin handed the half basket of belladonna to Kraft, who was very satisfied with it , "Also, I need to borrow this room temporarily."

"For placing the corpse."

He pushed the irrelevant debris aside, vacated the floor of the room, and moved the corpse back to the place where it had just escaped.

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"I guess you want to explain something to me, and you should also tell me something." After closing the door, Kraft asked the question he had expected.He can control his curiosity and politely refrain from prying into other people's secrets.But if this involves self-correlation, that's another story.

An obviously professionally trained professional armed man, even if he looked at the sword, he was not a knight, but he was also a knight reserve squire, and came to Comfort Harbor to deliver a letter to an academic party.

Forget it, and it is also equipped with a special crossbow. The skillful movement of winding the string obviously comes from repeated use, rather than rushing ducks to the shelves.The messenger is at this level, is the school security department going to sweep the whole kingdom?Why hasn't the person on the Dun Ling seat changed to the president of Rivers University?

It is impossible for Kraft to pretend to be deaf and dumb. There must be an explanation today.

"It's complicated." When it happened suddenly, Martin could shoot a large living person without hesitation, but he didn't give an explanation immediately.

He has a lot of secrets, but it seems that most of them cannot be revealed.The gesture of hesitation itself reveals a lot of things. For example, this situation was not planned in advance. No matter what the source is or who represents the will, the situation has been partially out of their control.

It's a bad thing, Kraft would rather hear him forcefully say "Don't ask more questions, just follow me", rather than see a teammate who is in deep thought, a temporary teammate.

"Then let's change the way. You don't need to talk about it." Rather than waiting for the other party to speak reluctantly, it is more in line with the doctor's usual habit to ask questions, "Let me ask, you just answer yes or no, and you can answer if you don't want to Refuse, how about the head office?"

Martin nodded. At this point, a compromise acceptable to both parties could not be better.

"First of all, is this invitation to an academic gathering real?" If this cannot be answered, then Kraft will jump off the boat and swim back to the Port of Solace.

Hearing this question, Martin relaxed a little, "Yes. The triennial academic gathering is a tradition of Rivers University, and all colleges and universities participate. In recent years, the scope of invitations has begun to expand, including of course making contributions in the field of medicine. Scholars with breakthrough contributions."

"What about the honorary professor?"

"That's right. The Oak Leaf Medal has long been waiting for your arrival in the auditorium. It is shaped in gold and embedded with emeralds by craftsmen who have served Westminster Castle for generations. It is a symbol of honor that can be passed on along with the armor." His attitude became serious, As if standing at the scene of the award, describe the authenticity and seriousness of this matter.

"Okay..." Kraft believed him for the time being, these things are hard to fake.So why would someone assassinate a nonthreatening would-be professor emeritus who just came to accept an award?
"Then you just made up the pagan you just said?"

"No, it's true." Martin showed that annoyed and disgusted expression again, kicked the corpse on the ground, and pulled up the thin clothes soaked in water, looking for something.

"There is a pagan religion marked by a circle that is active in Westminster, causing us trouble everywhere, collecting money, murders, strange rituals and so on. A lot of people have been hanged, but they can't be dealt with cleanly."

With the ring as the symbol, money collection, rituals, big tails... Kraft thought deeply, I seriously doubt that you are implying a certain place with a long history, strongholds all over the kingdom, many believers, serious industrialization, owning its own armed forces, absolutely An organization that most nobles hate.

Seeing that Kraft was thinking wrong, Martin immediately corrected his words, "Their logo only has a single ring, like this."

Taking off his clothes and turning over the corpse, a badly-crafted tattoo ring was revealed. It was tattooed around an old scar, enclosing this slightly protruding and heterochromatic healed growth.

"It's their habit to draw a circle on the injured part of the body. If there is no injury, blind fanatics will make one themselves, cuts, burns, everything."

"What about the Tribunal and the local lords?" To keep this kind of thing active near Westminster for so long is simply beyond the reach of the world.A place close to the center of the kingdom, next door to the king, and an area where the church is powerful is an unacceptable shame.

"These damned heretics pretend to be members of the church to preach, and even the content is changed from the holy scriptures. Those people who can't even write their own names have believed in it for several years when they were discovered!" Speaking of The annoyance on Martin's face gradually overwhelmed the other expressions.

"The key is to change it so that it really looks like that. The knights of the Holy See may not be as familiar as they are. The Church doesn't have enough manpower. How could the lords find out by themselves?"

Are you sure it wasn't a denomination in the church that was split out and excommunicated?Kraft really wanted to ask that, but out of consideration for Martin's mood, he swallowed the question and continued with his business.

"Does this have something to do with academic gatherings?"

"No." Martin vetoed the connection between the two. "I am only responsible for ensuring that you arrive safely in Westminster and participate in what a professor should do. These non-medical contents have nothing to do with this."

A very straightforward answer, although its credibility is somewhat questionable.Even if I was really invited for medical-related reasons, it didn't look like a purely academic gathering and title-giving.

These are all pretexts, to attract Kraft to come, and also to show others. They need medical assistance, use academic gatherings as a cover, and send reliable people to accompany them.

"But it did happen, right here, that an 'unrelated' pagan put the poisonous berries in my fruit bowl. Do you think that's a coincidence, Mr. Martin?"

"I don't know..." Suspicion clouded over his face, every word that came out was off the ground, and he couldn't understand what was going on with this semi-professional assassination.

Their itinerary was exposed, and a heathen came.

"It was mentioned in the letter that there will be a big person to award the badge?" Kraft guessed at will, expanding the scope of attack.

"..."

"Is it related to what will be preached at the party?"

"..."

"What do you need me for besides parties?"

"..."

Come on, things are messed up, an invitation with an unknown ultimate purpose, linked to a heresy that has penetrated into the dark corners of the aristocratic church, and the guide falters and has no right to make a decision.

"Okay, Knight Martin, the name is always real, right?" Kraft picked up the basket and opened the door that couldn't be bolted, as if thinking of the least important question of address before leaving.

"Yes...huh?" Martin survived the series of questions, and subconsciously answered the daily address in a flash.

Ah...Martin Knight.

(End of this chapter)