Old Foreman's Treasure

Old Foreman's Treasure is the first mission in Hook's Companion Mission chain. It is part of the Slices of Life Before the Furnace chapter that takes place on Jarilo-VI.
==Acquisition==
After reaching Trailblaze Level 14 and completing Trailblaze Mission Lying in Rust, read the message from Julian.
==Steps==
#Talk to Julian in the Underworld
#Go to the Great Mine to look for Hook
#Go to the clinic and ask Natasha about Fersman's condition
#Hook seems to have something to tell you. Go ask her.
#Go to the Great Mine and meet up with Hook 
#Talk to the suspects at the scene 
#Confront the ... and find the thief
#*If the incorrect suspect: Investigate the scene where the vein detector went missing 
#*If the incorrect suspect: Find the packages using the information on the label 
#Follow Hook and confront the suspect
#Go to Boulder Town and consult Balaway
#Return to the clinic and tell Fersman what happened.
==Gameplay Notes==
*If the incorrect suspect is chosen, there will be additional steps before confronting the true suspect. However, aside from some dialogue variations, the ending remains the same.
==Dialogue==
===Receive a message from Julian===
:
===Talk to Julian in the Underworld===
;(Talk to Julian)
: Don't you have urgent matters for me?
:Julian: You! Hey, you, stop! You are now a conscript of The Moles!
: Hook's little sidekick...
::Julian: I'm not a sidekick! I'm second-in-command! Argh. You know what? No. This ain't the time.
: The young little master of disguise...
::Julian: Heehee, I, Julian of a Thousand Faces... Wait, it's not the time for this!
: ...Who are you?
::Julian: You kidding? It's me! The second-in-command of The Moles? Julian of a Thousand— You know what? No. It ain't the time for this.
:Julian: We got trouble! The boss went to the Great Mine alone with her Diggertron!
:Julian: And she refused to let anyone go with her. I feel like she's doing something dangerous... You have to go check on her for us!
: Why would she go to the mines?
::Julian: Fersman is in the mines. It seems like the boss heard some bad news about him, then just ran in there.
::Julian: She even took her Diggertron. Is she preparing for a fight with the Vagrants...
: Diggertron?
::Julian: Diggertron is Diggertron! As long as the boss has it with her, you can expect a good fight...
::Julian: Fersman is in the mines. It seems like the boss heard some bad news about him, then just ran in there.
:Julian: There's lots of bad guys in the mines. Miss Natasha said kids ain't allowed to go in! Go check on her for us now!
: Who is Fersman?
:Julian: He's Hook's daddy, and he's like a daddy to everyone in The Moles! He's like... a great person!
: Don't worry, I'll head there right away.
: Why would I take orders from a little...
::Julian: Someone's life in at risk! Forget the minor details!
: Alright, I'll go help Pitch-Dark Hook the Great.
:Julian: Thank you! Please hurry!
===Go to the Great Mine to look for Hook===
;(Approach Hook)
:Fersman: Calm down, calm down! We're all here to work for a living. Why not sit down and talk it out?
:Sardonic Vagrant: Save it! We treated you as our leader, but look how you treated us?
:Angry Vagrant: Such a rat!
:Sardonic Vagrant: You sold the intel about the vein to Antonia, but we discovered it first! Now, we lost the mine and we have to work for those guys!
:Angry Vagrant: Traitor!
:Fersman: ...
:Sardonic Vagrant: Well, nothing to say for yourself, huh? So you admit that you sold the intel to the mining team?
:Hook: Go away, you brutes! Don't bully my daddy!
:Sardonic Vagrant: Little Hook? No, no, you have it wrong. It's your daddy who bullied us first. Ask him if you don't believe me!
:Hook: Daddy...?
:Fersman: Yes, I told Antonia about the vein... but I was the first one to discover it. I have the right to do anything with it.
:Sardonic Vagrant: Tsk, it's only because you have that detector. Let's see who's boss when we take it from you!
:Fersman: Back off! I was thinking about the bigger picture when I did that, unlike you all who just look for trouble every day!
:Sardonic Vagrant: Well, I think someone needs to teach you a lesson. Guys, get him!
:Hook: You'll never lay a finger on daddy without passing through Hook!
: The Moles are here. Surrender now!
: I'm here! Everybody, stop!
: Take it easy, everyone...
:Hook: Ah, it's you! Come and help Hook!
:Sardonic Vagrant: Tsk, another punching bag? Fine by me! I'll kick all your butts!
;(Enter battle)
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;(After the battle)
:Hook: Daddy, are you hurt?
:Fersman: *coughing* ...Just a few scratches. How about you, Hook?
:Hook: Don't worry about me! I have Diggertron. No one can hurt me!
:Fersman: Good, that's good... And you, young , are you hurt? Thank you for your help...
: I barely felt a thing.
: I'll live.
::Fersman: Quit acting tough, young . Your injuries must be treated right away.
: I'm too young to die...
::Fersman: Don't be afraid, young . Your injury isn't fatal.
:Fersman: Ah, I remember... You are the outsiders Natasha mentioned before, right? I heard that you helped resolve some conflicts around the mines when you arrived. And again today, when you saved my life...
: It's no big deal.
::Fersman: The conflicts between the vagrants and the mining team have lasted for quite a long time... Even if you have just temporarily mitigated our rather tense relationship. it is greatly appreciated.
: Saving lives is my passion.
::Fersman: What a noble young spirit you have! Thank you very much!
: I just wanted a fight.
::Fersman: Haha, whatever your motivation was... I appreciate your help.
:Hook: Daddy, let's go to the old witch's clinic. You're seriously hurt!
:Fersman: B—But... the vein detector that rapscallion was after— somebody already stole it from me. I need to keep searching, otherwise I might never see it again...
: Head to the clinic. Don't make Hook worry.
: What's more important? The detector or your life?
: Stop talking nonsense and go to the clinic now!
:Fersman: ...*sigh*
:Fersman: It's just a tool, I guess I should let it go. Let's head to the clinic.
===Go to the clinic and ask Natasha about Fersman's condition===
;(Approach Natasha)
:Natasha: I've taken care of your wounds. I'm running short on medical supplies these days though, so behave yourselves and stay away from trouble, you hear me?
:Natasha: Don't pretend you didn't hear that, Hook, I'm talking to you!
:Hook: ...Hook wasn't the one that caused trouble. It was those bad guys! We were just defending ourselves, ask (Trailblazer)!
: The boss is always right.
::Hook: See!
::Natasha: ...You are gonna spoil that kid.
: We shouldn't indulge kids...
::Hook: Hey, whose side are you on!?
::Natasha: I'm glad we're on the same page. We can't just let this kid do whatever she wants.
: I don't know. It has nothing to do with me.
::Hook: Hmph, you traitor!
::Natasha: ...Well, passing the buck is one way to handle this.
:Natasha: That's enough for now. I'll say this one last time, Hook: If you cause any trouble again, I'll take Diggertron away. Do you understand?
:Hook: Mmm... Hook understands!
:Natasha: The Boss of The Moles should stick to her word. I have patients to take care of, see you later.
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:Fersman: Thank you again... If it weren't for you and Doctor Natasha, Hook and I probably would've been in big trouble.
: What happened exactly?
:Fersman: *sigh* Well, a few days ago, I found a Geomarrow vein using a vein detector, and I sold this info to Antonia, a supervisor of the mining team.
:Fersman: Then those vagrants heard about it and accused me of being a traitor... They believe that since I'm also a vagrant who came from another mine and ended up in here for a living, I should naturally be on their side.
:Fersman: The mining team could not agree with that, of course. *sigh* I'm too old for this...
:Hook: Daddy, are we short on money? Why did you do that?
:Fersman: My poor child... Daddy is old now. Who knows how long I can stay by your side? I have to start preparing for your future.
:Fersman: People say I'm selfish, think I'm a traitor, but it doesn't matter to me. All you need to know is, when I'm gone, you will have the money to take care of yourself and survive on your own...
:Hook: Daddy...
:Fersman: Forget about it. Since I've got the money from the mining team, I have nothing to complain about now.
:Fersman: It's just a shame that I lost my vein detector... It was indeed a treasure.
: Someone stole it?
::Fersman: I guess so. It's an ancient relic that can detect Geomarrow veins. It's very rare — I haven't seen a second one in my life.
::Fersman: I often carried it around looking for a new claim, I suppose some villains must have taken notice.
: What is a vein detector?
::Fersman: It's an ancient relic that I found in a mine. People say it's a device that mining teams used for detecting Geomarrow veins long ago.
::Fersman: I often carried it around looking for a fresh claim, perhaps some villains up to no good took notice. It's a rare device you know, no wonder somebody stole it...
:Fersman: ...Anyway, I guess I don't need the detector anymore. The less trouble the better, I shouldn't care who stole my device... *sigh* Whoever it was, I hope they get good use out of it...
:(Trailblazer): (Hook seems to be giving me a look like: "I wanna talk to you outside the clinic, now!")
:(Trailblazer): (So that's why people call eyes the "windows to the soul.")
===Hook seems to have something to tell you. Go ask her. ===
;(Talk to Hook)
:Hook: ...Wait, Hook needs you to help with something!
: Is it about Fersman?
::Hook: Yes! We can't just stand by and do nothing!
: Leave it to me.
::Hook: ...I haven't said what we're gonna do! But that's the spirit. You truly are an honorary member of The Moles!
: Huh, couldn't even give it a minute, could you?
::Hook: Members of The Moles gotta help each other out! ...Please...
:Hook: That detector is daddy's treasure, so I gotta get it back! You'll help me, won't you?
: Helping others is my passion.
: As long as you behave yourself...
: I don't want to help you.
:: ...But you'll just keep pestering me.
:: ...And then I'll feel bad about not helping you.
:Hook: Alright then! I'll be waiting for you at the shelter in the mine, big !
:Hook: I—I mean... Argh...
: Got it.
: What did you just call me...?
:Hook: Seeya!
===Go to the Great Mine and meet up with Hook ===
;(Approach Hook)
:Hook: Too slow, (Trailblazer), Honorary Member of The Moles! You should have gotten here before Hook!
:Hook: Let me introduce you to Swetta. She is daddy's most trusted miner.
:Swetta: Not at all, Mr. Fersman trusts every vagrant, and every one of us trusts Mr. Fersman.
:Swetta: But after what happened over at that Geomarrow vein... the atmosphere at the shelter became a bit tense.
:Hook: I'm here to find daddy's treasure, his vein detector! I heard that someone stole it, is that true?
:Swetta: Well... I would guess that's probably true.
:Swetta: After the conflict in the mines, Wildfire gathered everyone at the shelter and took a headcount to check on the wounded. 
:Swetta: When we returned to the shelter, Mr. Fersman's detector was gone. We searched all around the shelter but found nothing... I guess .
: No one else was at the shelter during that time.
::Swetta: Yes. The shelter was usually crowded, so thieves would've had a hard time stealing things when everyone was around.
: They picked the wrong time to commit the crime.
::Swetta: Indeed, now we can narrow down the scope of our search considerably.
:Swetta: We vagrants have our dignity, too. I'm sure we will catch the thief, but...
:Hook: But... what?
:Swetta: Actually, we've already asked those four suspects about it... but they all claimed to not have stolen anything.
:Swetta: Of course, we could never expect thieves to confess and turn themselves in, right? In my opinion, .
: The liar must be the thief.
::Swetta: I agree.
: There can't be more than one?
::Swetta: Hmm, doesn't seem likely.
: Arrest everyone and interrogate them one by one!
::Swetta: We're all vagrants. None of us have the authority to arrest anyone just because we feel like it.
::Swetta: Let's see whose words contradict with the facts, and that person would be the thief.
:Swetta: All four suspects are at the shelter. If you're feeling confident, why not go give it a try? Maybe you can determine who the thief is.
:Hook: Ugh, adults are so dishonest! Hook's gonna question them one by one!
===Talk to the suspects at the scene===
;(Talk to Cook)
:Cook: Well, well, well! What's this, playing detective, are we?
:Hook: Spill it! Did you steal my daddy's detector?
:Cook: You little brat! How dare you label me a thief! Someone needs to give you a good lesson on manners! I'm an honest and decent man, I'd never do such a shady thing!
:Hook: Hmph, anyone can say that... If you really didn't steal anything, then just answer our questions!
:Cook: Oh, you have a temper, huh? Alright, I'll spare a couple minutes for your little detective game.
: What were you doing when the crime occurred?
::Cook: I'm a cook, what else would I be doing? Don't you notice the smoky cooking smell all over me?
::Cook: It's just that I happened to be out shopping for ingredients at that time. Otherwise, who'd want anything to do with this kind of thing?
: What do you think of Mr. Fersman?
::Cook: That old Fersman was kind to me. When we were at Rivet Town, he put me in charge of the whole mining team's food supply.
::Cook: And it's because I trusted him that I came to this mine with him. I mean, I didn't expect he would take that money for himself...
::Cook: Anyway, he found that Geomarrow vein by himself, so I won't blame him for not sharing. But y'know, what he did was not like the old Fersman I knew.
: Did you see the detector?
:Cook: Well... I don't want to be a snitch, but out of my respect for Fersman, I'll tell you a secret.
:Cook: The helper over there, I saw him sneak into Fersman's tent and come out holding a box. See? Isn't he the most suspicious one?
: Who is the most suspicious one is not up to you.
: You might be framing him.
: I believe you, but it's not up to me to judge.
:Cook: Hehe, I don't care if you believe me or not. Told you all I know. Now leave me alone if you don't have any more questions, I'm busy.
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;(Talk to Tailor)
:Hook: Did you steal daddy's detector?
:Tailor: Nope.
:Tailor: I'm no thief.
:Hook: Really? Then you better answer our questions honestly!
:Tailor: Ask away.
:Tailor: Let's not waste time.
: What were you doing when the crime occurred?
::Tailor: Spacing out.
::Tailor: Didn't notice anything.
: What do you think of Mr. Fersman?
::Tailor: Good man.
::Tailor: But a bit of a cheapskate.
: Did you see the detector?
:Tailor: Nope.
:Tailor: What detector?
:Hook: Hey, would you mind talking more nicely?
:Tailor: What?
:Tailor: I always talk like this.
:Hook: ...I don't feel like she is the thief.
: Can we trust your hunch?
::Hook: ...Well, it's the hunch of Pitch Dark Hook the Great...
: We shouldn't jump to conclusions yet.
::Hook: ...I know!
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;(Talk to Helper)
:Helper: Huh, Hook? What's the matter?
:Hook: Did you steal daddy's detector?
:Helper: Wha— Oh if I'd known I would become a suspect, I wouldn't have gone out at that time... How foolish of me.
: Relax. We're just checking off all the boxes.
: Feeling guilty or something? You seem a bit off.
::Helper: O—Of course not! I didn't do anything wrong...
:Hook: We just need you to answer a few questions!
:Helper: Okay... ask away. It would be good to clear myself of suspicion.
: What were you doing when the crime occurred?
::Helper: Nothing special. I just went out to get some fresh air.
::Helper: Oh dear, oh dear... I know that's a lame alibi! But I swear it's the truth.
: What do you think of Mr. Fersman?
::Helper: Mr. Fersman? He's a good person. Though... oh, er, uh, never mind.
::Helper: h no, oh no... I must sound very suspicious. But I really didn't do anything. You have to believe me...
: Did you see the detector?
:Helper: Detector? No, I haven't seen anything, and I don't know anything...
:Helper: Is that all the questions you have? Have I proven my innocence?
: Just stay calm and wait for the news.
: I've figured it out. Be careful.
:Helper: Oh dear... All this waiting around is enough to make me even more anxious...
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;(Talk to Merchant)
:Hook: Did you steal daddy's detector?
:Merchant: What? How could you say that! You're gonna make me angry!
: I think you're suspicious.
: Don't get upset. It's a perfectly reasonable question.
:Merchant: You know what a businessman values the most? Reputation! If your slander ruins my reputation and harms my business... You'll pay for that!
:Hook: Uh... Well, then answer our questions! We'll decide if we believe you or not.
: What were you doing when the crime occurred?
::Merchant: I have the right to remain silent.
: What do you think of Mr. Fersman?
::Merchant: I... withhold my opinion toward this question.
: Did you see the detector?
:Merchant: No comment.
:Hook: Argh... You!
:Hook: I'll give you one more chance. Think carefully and give your answer to Diggertron this time!
: Calm down, Hook. Don't scare him.
::Merchant: You little brat. Grow a couple feet taller before you think about threatening me!
: Think carefully and give your answer to my fists.
::Merchant: I've seen all sorts of things in my life. Why would I be afraid of you two little rascals?
:Merchant: ...Here, how about we make a deal? I'll tell you what I know, in exchange for a small intel service fee — fair and honest!
: Deal.
::Merchant: Great!
::Merchant: I like your style! Customers who don't fuss over the price are the best. So what do you wanna know? Ask away!
: That's not gonna happen.
::Merchant: Well, looks like I can only continue exercising my right to remain silent. It's up to you.
:: Alright, I'll pay for your intel.
:::Merchant: Smart decision. I love doing business with smart people!
:: Spill it or I'll call Wildfire over!
:::Merchant: Trying to threaten me with Wildfire, huh? Think I'm afraid of them!?
:::Hook: (Trailblazer), let's tell Seele to take him away!
:::Merchant: Huh? No, please don't! I was only joking... Fine, I'll answer your questions! Please, just don't pull Wildfire into this.
: What were you doing when the crime occurred?
::Merchant: I went into town to restock. Nothing out of the ordinary, right? I restock on a regular basis, everyone knows that. I was wondering why there was nobody at the shelter.
: What do you think of Mr. Fersman?
::Merchant: Fersman is an old customer of mine. He's pretty nice to me, though we are not so close. As to what he did about that Geomarrow vein, it was kinda unethical.
::Merchant: We're all neighbors. We've known each other for a long time. But he sold out to the other side and left his own people out to dry... I really can't agree with that!
: Did you see the detector?
::Merchant: Look, the cook is definitely the thief, I'm sure about that! I value my reputation more than anything, so you can trust me.
:: Why are you so sure about that?
:::Merchant: In my line of work, I've learned to read people. And something's definitely fishy with that cook. I could tell from the start. If you don't believe me, just ask anyone.
:: Feels like you're trying to trick me.
:::Merchant: What do I have to gain from lying to you? Wildfire coming for me in the night?
:::Merchant: Trust me, something's definitely fishy with that cook. I could tell from the start. If you don't believe me, just ask anyone.
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:Hook: Argh... Hook's head is spinning! Do you remember everything they said?
:Swetta: Don't worry, I've written it down for you. Remember, among these four people, only the .
:Swetta: *sigh* The cook said the helper did it, the tailor said it wasn't her, the merchant said it was the cook, and the helper said it wasn't him. So, do you know who the culprit is?
: 
::Hook: Hmm... I don't know why, but I'll trust your judgment!
::Hook: Come on, let's go accuse the culprit!
:;(Continues below at Confront the cook and find the thief)
: 
::Hook: Hmm... I don't know why, but I'll trust your judgment!
::Hook: Come on, let's go accuse the culprit!
:;(Continues below at Confront the tailor and find the thief)
: 
::Hook: Hmm... I don't know why, but I'll trust your judgment!
::Hook: Come on, let's go accuse the culprit!
:;(Continues below at Confront the merchant and find the thief)
: 
::Hook: Hmm... I don't know why, but I'll trust your judgment!
::Hook: Come on, let's go accuse the culprit!
:;(Continues below at Confront the helper and find the thief)
: Boss Hook, what do you think?
::Hook: I think the and are the most suspicious. My gut tells me that one of them is the culprit.
::Hook: Don't worry. Even if you choose the wrong one, Pitch-Dark Hook the Great has other ways to uncover the true culprit.
::Swetta: Right, we have other methods besides deductive reasoning to find out who the true thief is. Let's just examine what they've said first to decide.
::Swetta: *sigh* The cook said the helper did it, the tailor said it wasn't her, the merchant said it was the cook, and the helper said it wasn't him. So, do you know who the culprit is?
:;(Returns to choice selection)
===Confront and find the thief===
===Follow Hook and confront the suspect===
;(Immediately after dialogue ends)
:Hook: Mr. Sampo's always at the clinic hanging around Miss Natasha. Hook thought he was really sick or something!
:Hook: If he's working with the thief... then he's also a bad guy!
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;(Approach the suspect)
:Sampo: My friend, are you serious? This device is quite rare. Are you really willing to sell it to me at such a low price?
:Cook: No, no, why are you making this so complicated? Do you want it or not? Just tell me!
:Hook: You two, stop right there! Pitch-Dark Hook the Great has arrived!
: Sampo, what are you doing here?
::Sampo: Just doing a little business. What's all the fuss?
:: That guy is a thief, he's trying to sell something he stole!
:::Sampo: Tsk boy, I knew it was too good to be true!
: That guy is a thief, he's trying to sell something he stole!
::Sampo: Tsk boy, I knew it was too good to be true!
: Quiet! I'm going to give you a good butt-kicking!
::Sampo: Wait a second! Let's all just calm down! Is there something wrong with the source of this stuff? I mean, I've got nothing to do with it...
:Sampo: I gotta make this clear: I have nothing to do with this fella! You have to trust me— Miss Hook, please don't point that thing at me, it's scary!
:Cook: Hey! How can you sell me out like that! We had a deal...
:Hook: You! You stole daddy's treasure! Diggertron will not spare you...!
:Cook: This... this is all that old Fersman's fault! Just because he has this device I'm holding, he can make a fortune... It's not fair!
:Sampo: Umm, well... It seems you guys have some issues to sort out. So... maybe I should leave.
: That's no reason for you to steal it.
::Cook: What kind of a reason are you looking for? With the Underworld in such a sad state, how are we supposed to survive if we don't resort to robbing and stealing?
: Fersman has his reasons...
::Cook: The heck if I care! With the Underworld in such a sad state, how are we supposed to survive if we don't resort to robbing and stealing?
:Cook: Hmph, anyway, I got the device now! Come take it... if you have the guts!
: Guess you want to do this the hard way.
: Okay, we'll take it then!
: You got some guts taunting us yourself...
:Hook: Diggertron... get ready!
;(Commence battle)
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;(After the battle)
:Hook: Hah, you sure talked tough for someone who can't fight! Come on, hand the detector over to Hook!
:Hook: ...
:Hook: No... No! Daddy's treasure... It's broken!
: Life is full of disappointments, sorry kid...
::Hook: But... But...
: Can it be repaired?
:Sampo: Hey, now this is Sampo's time to shine!
: You're still here?
:Sampo: Of course! I wouldn't want to miss out on seeing you and Miss Hook's acts of heroism, would I?
:Sampo: Listen here, there's a fellow in Boulder Town they call Balaway the Miner's Lamp. He's an appraiser. Although he claims that he doesn't do appraisals anymore for ancient relics, he actually still does a bit behind the scenes for ones that are of especially high value.
:Sampo: I think this device of yours is probably worth a lot. It might be a good idea to try your luck with Balaway.
:Sampo: Here's a trick — first, pretend that you want to sell it for a low price, then wait for him to excitedly fix the device for you. After it's fixed, tell him you've changed your mind and you want to keep it for yourself.
:Sampo: This business tactic is what I call a "bait and switch." Pretty clever, huh?
:Hook: Balaway the Miner's Lamp... Got it! Thanks, Mr. Sampo.
:Hook: (Trailblazer), let's go into town to find him!
:Sampo: Have a safe trip!
===Go to Boulder Town and consult Balaway===
;(Talk to Balaway)
: I was wondering if you could have a look at this detector.
:Balaway: I'm already retired from appraising ancient relics. So unless this detector is some kind of precious treasure...
:Hook: Look at this! The detector's probe broke off, can you fix it?
:Balaway: ...
:Balaway: Oh ho ho, this certainly is a rare relic! Let me take a closer look...
:Hook: Yes, look extra close! You have to help Hook fix it!
:Balaway: This device... I've been in the business for a long time, but never have I seen an ancient relic like this one before.
:Balaway: I think this is probably beyond repair. But still, it is a rare treasure. Even broken, I'd be willing to pay a high price for it. What do you say?
: Can we trust your appraisal?
::Balaway: The detector's probe is gone, it's like searching for something without eyes or ears. Now it's nothing more than a pile of junk with no practical value.
::Balaway: I'm willing to offer a generous price for this thing. So, do you want to sell it or not?
: Can you tell me more about it? I intend to sell it.
::Balaway: The detector's probe is gone, it's like searching for something without eyes or ears. Who's going to want a pile of junk?
::Balaway: I don't believe any other stores will buy it off you. Come one, I'll give you a nice deal.
:Hook: ...
: Boss, I think we should go.
: Maybe we should let Fersman decide what to do with it.
: We aren't going to sell it to you, you crooked profiteer!
:Hook: ...
:Hook: Alright then, let's go find daddy...
===Return to the clinic and tell Fersman what happened===
;(Talk to Fersman)
:Fersman: Where have you been, Hook? I was just about to go looking for you. Come on, let's go home, I'll cook some salt-baked rock crabs for you.
:Hook: ...
:Fersman: What's wrong with this kid?
: She's been like this ever since just now...
::Fersman: Why, what happened?
: We found the vein detector.
::Fersman: Vein detector? The one I lost?
:Hook: (Trailblazer) and Hook helped daddy catch the thief that stole it!
:Hook: But... daddy's detector... is broken. It's all my fault... If only I could've found it sooner...
:Fersman: So it was stolen... You're not hurt are you, Hook?
:Hook: I'm fine! Daddy, can you see if your detector still works?
:Fersman: Hmm... the Geomarrow Probe is damaged. I'm afraid this thing won't work anymore.
:Hook: I'm sorry, daddy. I didn't help one bit...
:Fersman: What are you apologizing for? Thank you so much for looking out for me, Hook.
:Hook: But, daddy's treasure... Waaaah...
:Fersman: Don't cry, Hook! Daddy's true treasure has been here all along. It was never lost or broken.
:Hook: ...Huh?
: It is an adorable treasure indeed.
::Hook: Huh, you know what it is too?
: This treasure can even cry, you know?
::Hook: It can... cry?
:Fersman: The detector helped me find lots of Geomarrow veins, and it saved the mining team a lot of money. In that respect, it was a very good thing.
:Fersman: But at the end of the day, the detector is just a tool. A true treasure must have irreplaceable importance to someone.
:Hook: Hook... doesn't really understand.
:Fersman: Hahaha, that's okay. I'm saying some things that might seem strange, but you will understand some day.
:Hook: So, the treasure daddy is talking about...
:Fersman: Is still happily running and jumping around.
:Hook: Daddy...
:Hook: (Trailblazer), you're not allowed to see Hook cry! Go away!
;(Complete)
===Post-Mission===
;(Talk to Julian)
: I sorted things out with Fersman.
:Julian: Oh. that's great! No wonder Hook made you an honorary member. Thank you, !
:Julian: But if everything's sorted... Why has Hook been bawling her eyes out?
: Because a father and daughter's love knows no bounds.
::Julian: ...Sounds like lots of water under the bridge. I'll wait for Hook to be in a better mood before I ask her about it.
: Don't stick your beak into ladies' affairs.
::Julian: ...You're right. I'm not gonna do it anymore.
:Julian: After all, Fersman's problem is the Moles' problem, too. And as the Moles' deputy, I really must praise you, o trusty honorary member!
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