This is a man with wheat-colored hair, wearing a brown vest with a short-sleeved shirt inside.
The pants are similar to leather trousers, and he wears a pair of boots. Except for a cowhide bag on his back, he seems to have no weapons on him.
Alka and the other man pointed their long knives at him and slowly retreated.
Looking at the actions of the two, the young man raised his hands and opened them to show that he had no ill intentions.
"Don't be so vigilant, and I should be the first one to come in. I just don't want people to know, so I hid, but I didn't expect you to be so vigilant."
The man smiled, his tone was light, and he said without nervousness.
"What are you doing here? Why are you hiding?" Alka pointed a knife at him and asked.
After all, if it's just curiosity, there should be no need to hide like this.
And being able to hang the whole body under the balcony is obviously not something a normal person can do.
The man adjusted his hat.
"I just heard some of your conversations. You are here to find some valuable things, right?"
Hearing this, both of them frowned.
This means that the man in front of them already knows that they are here to find treasure.
Of course, it can't be called a treasure.
It can also be called a relic of Tulei.
Thinking of this, Alka had nothing to hide and asked directly: "Do you have any information? If we don't know, maybe we can work together."
Hearing Alka's words, the man smiled directly and then bowed slightly.
"Meet Jason Fars, the treasure hunter."
"Then, may I have the honor of knowing your names?"
Siegert said directly: "Siegert Berg of Golden Wheat Island."
Hearing this, Alka resisted the urge to turn around and ask Siegert.
He could understand the name, but why did he have to tell where he was from?
"Arka, Arka Lagu."
Jason nodded as if he had suddenly realized something and said, "So you are from Home Island, then you don't have to be so vigilant. After all, I am just a treasure hunter, not a vicious pirate with no way out."
Sigurt put his weapon into the scabbard and patted Alka.
"Put your weapon away."
It seems that Home Island still has secrets that I don't know about, and I have to ask him later.
Thinking of this, Alka also put away his weapon.
In this case, Sigurt's judgment can be trusted.
"Since you want to exchange information, why don't we work together to find this little treasure?"
"Of course, we will divide the things we find equally among the three of us. We will get them in order of contribution."
Without waiting for Alka and the others to answer, he continued: "To show my sincerity, how about I tell you what I know first."
Alka thought for a moment and nodded: "No problem."
"I believe there is some information that everyone on the island knows, so I don't need to repeat it. Before Alando Touré died, he made his best work in his residence."
"For a long time, he didn't go out, and he didn't even receive guests.
Until one day he went out to solve the navy's mission and help study some things."
"Since he is willing to come out, it means that his work should have been successful, but no one knows, and no one has found it in his residence."
Hearing this information, Alka narrowed his eyes slightly.
After knowing this information, there must be more additional information about the treasure.
"Okay, it's your turn."
Hearing this, Sigurd turned around and looked at Alka.
What he knew was no different from what the people on the island knew, and Alka should know more.
Looking at Sigurd's eyes.
"Don't look at me, I know the same as you!"
He shouted in his heart, but remained calm on the surface, and then asked back: "How long have you been searching in this manor."
After a slight pause, Jason still replied: "A few days, but not much gain."
"Do you have a structural diagram of the manor?"
Looking at Jason's expression, Alka immediately said: "I may know some places where he hides things, but I am not familiar with this manor."
Hearing this, Jason frowned and pursed his lips.
After careful consideration for a while, he said, "Okay, I got one from the Governor's Office."
As he spoke, he pulled out a roll of paper from the backpack behind him.
He handed it to Alka in front of him.
After Alka took it, he immediately spread it out.
The paper was two layers, a thin piece of paper covered on a piece of kraft paper.
Copied.
The drawing showed the manor under his feet, divided into several blocks, and the first floor with the courtyard and the upper two floors of other buildings were drawn respectively.
Alka blinked.
A blue light spot appeared on the paper.
He reached out to hold the paper and clicked on the light spot.
Sure enough, the entry changed.
[Treasure information: Alando Toure's manor, which stores the works of the owner of this manor at his peak period.
At the same time, there are all kinds of "failures" left over from his peak period in his secret studio. ]
Looking at this information, looking at the light spot on the drawing.
The light spot at this time is on the first floor.
In a non-existent room on the first floor, the area drawn on the drawing is a load-bearing column.
Such a small area can't be a room at all.
Just put the drawing away.
"Let's go to the first floor to have a look? This drawing is a bit inconsistent with the area I just visited."
Hearing this, Sigurd immediately followed happily, and by the way, slightly turned sideways to alert Jason.
On the contrary, Jason raised his eyebrows slightly.
He is not blind.
He can see that Alka is very young, and from some actions, he doesn't look like a treasure hunter at all.
More like a young man who has just gone to sea.
The reason why he was willing to tell the information so generously was because he had actually been looking for it for several days.
He was almost giving up on this place, thinking that Alando really didn't succeed, or that the work had been taken away by someone who had visited here before.
Today he just came to take a look and was a little unwilling.
Did he expect to really gain something?
Thinking of this, he immediately followed.
Everyone went up the stairs to the first floor.
Alka stopped at the entrance of the stairs.
Looking at the two walls next to the corner of the stairs.
Reached out and knocked with a fist.
Looking at Alka's actions, Jason reminded him: "This is solid, just the load-bearing column of this building."
Ignoring Jason's words.
Looking at the handrail used to go up the stairs, which was close to the wall.
In common sense, there is usually no handrail on the side close to the wall.
But this is the one that has been repaired.
I put my hand on the handrail and knocked it.
I listened to the sound inside as I knocked.
I couldn't help but smile.
I twisted the whole handrail up and down.
Finally, I succeeded in turning it in the middle.
With a click.
A trace of dust fell off the wall next to it.
Then.
Nothing happened.