v2 Chapter 113： Crisis strikes (1/2)
Zhang Heng and Annie have already led people to search for less than half of the island, but they have not found Harry's whereabouts.
”Why didn't I find that guy can run this way before?” Annie was a bit surprised by the result. Theoretically, the farther the distance from the beach, the less likely it is to find someone, because most people don't run so far.
”It looks like he may be really lost.” Quartermaster Difraina took the initiative to join the search team after hearing about what happened, and now everyone is about two meters apart, walking Shouting Harry's name, but nothing was gained.
Just then, a sailor on the left side of the team found out.
Zhang Heng and others walked over and saw a wooden barrel and two wine bottles.
”Is this left by the observer?”
Zhang Heng lifted the lid of the barrel with a saber and glanced. ”In the beginning, to observe the movement of the Spanish treasure ship, three observation points were set up on the island, but as far as I know, none of them is in this area.”
”That's what Bower's men left when they hunted in the afternoon.”
This time, Difraina said, ”Ball hunting is on the west side of the island. The wild goats are all there, and they will not bring the bucket directly.” The sights of everyone gathered and the quartermaster shook. Shrugging. ”This is what I specifically inquired with them at night. If possible, I want to roast a few sheep and take them on board when I leave.”
”It seems that these things are left by the people who went to the island before.” Annie said.
Although no one lives on Parrot Island, after all, it is an island recorded on a navigation chart, so it is not unreasonable to have traces of human activity on it.
Zhang Heng said nothing, put a little water in his mouth and put it in his mouth for a moment. ”The fresh water here is very clean and drinkable, not a long time ago.” After that, he squatted down and checked the two. Wine bottle.
”Do you mean anyone else on the island besides us?”
”It's impossible,” Difraina said flatly. ”We did a full search after we got on the island, and there really is no one else besides us.”
”How do you explain this bucket of fresh water?”
”Maybe someone just left before we got on the island ...” Difraina was hesitant about halfway, because if that was the case, it should have been found during a full search.
”It's ours.” Zhang Hengdao, he handed one of the bottles to the red-haired girl.
”The rum we drink is generally produced by a North Carolina winery and shipped to Nassau for sale. Their bottles are special. Although the wine from that winery is also sold elsewhere in the colony, it happens to be here. The probability of encountering is very small. ”