The emaciated man managed to bring Sean to the periphery of the lavish villa, and thanks to the 'local' leading the way, there was not a single vicious robbery against him along the way.

Looking at the thin man who was about to turn away, Sean took out a silver wolf coin from his arms and threw it to him, and walked to the gate of the villa under the grateful and lucky eyes of the other party, and was unexpectedly stopped by several sturdy men in black.

As expected, he didn't take out his pistol this time, but took out a more valuable police card, and unceremoniously showed it in front of the man in black, pretending to be deep and majestic: "I'm the Imperial Special Operations Bureau, Sean Morrison, and now I want to see your leader." ”

The few people surrounding Sean saw the police ID, and their originally vicious faces changed instantly, and they were not so nervous about the identity of ordinary police officers, but the secret police officers of the Imperial Special Operations Bureau were different.

They are directly subordinate to the intelligence officers of the imperial family, formerly the most notorious assassination unit of the empire, specializing in assassinating important personnel of the hostile forces of the empire and collecting confidential information, and occasionally stabbing at the rebel forces within the empire, especially the current king of the empire, the 'bloody night' incident brought by William IV when he first ascended the throne, which added a lot of 'brilliance' to the name of the Special Operations Bureau.

The black-clothed man led by Sean was obviously frightened by Sean's identity, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and quickly ordered his men to notify him inside, and at the same time piled up a flattering smile on his face, for fear that Sean's expression would show a trace of displeasure, otherwise he would be the only one who was unlucky.

Within a few minutes, the departing subordinate was running back quickly, followed by an old man of about fifty years of age, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with his hair meticulously combed back, dressed as a butler.

The old man first calmed his rapid breathing, a standard gentleman bowed, and said respectfully to Sean: "Honorable sir, I am the butler of the Black Shark, and the leader is waiting for you in the conference hall, please come with me." ”

"Thank you. In the face of such a polite housekeeper, Sean didn't have too many expressions and words, after all, what was bluffing them now was that he had the name of the Special Operations Bureau on his head, so he had to pretend to be corresponding, at least the cold expression was always more real than the exaggerated smile.

The butler led Sean to a large conference room, the whole wall was whitewashed, there was no excessive decoration on the walls, only a few shutters for lighting, a knitted shark pattern carpet underfoot, and a mahogany conference table in the center, behind which were carefully trimmed potted plants to decorate the relatively empty meeting room.

Seeing Sean's tall figure appear at the door, the man in the main seat took the initiative to stand up, an exaggerated smile appeared on his face, and said, "Welcome, honorable sir, I am the head of Black Shark, Boris." ”

Sean did not reach out to hold the right hand that reached out in front of his eyes, firstly out of the disguise of his identity, and secondly, he still had black leather gloves on this hand.

Just calmly looking at the bald man in front of him, without a trace of expression on his face, Sean once again took out his police ID card and said coldly: "Hello, Mr. Boris, I am Sean Morrison, the second-class police inspector of the Special Operations Bureau, and I need you to assist me in investigating a serial murder case, in which the victim is one of your subordinates, please tell me his identity." ”

"Hey, Inspector Morrison, you've come at the right time, and I'm worried about it. The smile on Boris's face did not change at all, and while retracting his right hand, he pulled open the wooden chair next to Sean and invited him to sit down, adding: "Recently, our relationship with manta rays has been a little strained, and suddenly we both have a small leader, and we almost went to war..."

"I ask you to answer. Sean's cold gaze swept to the bald man who was chattering, until he finished his voice and asked again, "The name of the deceased?"

"His name is Morley, his swordsmanship is good, he is the person I trust the most, I can't think of it..."

"Origin?"

The bald Boris was once again interrupted by Sean's cold voice, although the smile on his face was a little stiff, but he still replied kindly: "I'm sorry, Inspector Morrison, I only know that he used to be a pirate, but... Sorry, sorry. ”

"Go on. ”

"Morley had a companion when he joined us, but I seem to have been a little horrified to hear about Morley's death, do you need to meet him?"

"See. ”

Sean looked at Boris with a sly face and trotted out of the conference room with a sneer on his face.

A short time later, Boris came to Sean with a one-eyed man, dark-skinned, lanky, hooked nose, a narrow scar on the missing half of his face, and a bulging forehead.

"Name, what does it have to do with Morley?" Sean asked quickly.

The one-eyed man did not answer immediately, but first looked at Boris on the side, and after receiving his nod of approval, he said in a trembling voice: "Sir, my name is Fili, and Morley used to work with me on the same boat. ”

Saying that, Philip looked at Sean, who was holding a notebook in the chair, and said again: "Sir, please save me, he is back, he is here to take revenge on us, please save me..."

"Who is he?"

"He—" Filly's face was full of fear and showed a little hesitation, gritting his teeth before continuing: "He's not human, sir, please believe me, we once saw him swallowed by the Kraken, Soul Eater, please save me..."

Sean looked at Fili, who was already incoherent, his cold expression still did not ease, and asked, "I will help you, please tell me, who is he and your identity?"

"Thank you, sir, thank you, my name is Fili, and I'm the first mate of the Dread. Fili, who reintroduced himself, raised his right hand to reveal a tattoo of a red-eyed skeleton, "I don't know his name, he doesn't speak much, he is the 'water ghost' of our ship, responsible for lurking underwater into the target hull." ”

"That day we were 'hunting' as usual, but when he dived into the water and swam to the 'prey', he was caught by the Kraken with tentacles that suddenly came out, and we had to cut the ropes on his body in order to protect ourselves, and watched him be swallowed by the Soul Eater, but we will never forget his bloodthirsty eyes, as if to tell us that he will definitely come back for revenge. ”

Knowing the beginning of this matter, Sean looked at Filly, who was constantly trembling, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, after all, the 'prey' in their mouths was a living human life, and according to the methods of these pirates, how many people could escape if they fell into their hands.

But now the starting point is not on their group of pirates, but on the 'water ghost' who has turned into a ghost, and although it seems that it is only taking revenge for now, no one can guarantee that it will not attack other innocent people after it is done.

Thinking of this, Sean once again asked in a cold voice, "How many of you are left?"

"No... I don't know, there was still contact before, but many people have died, and everyone is afraid to contact again. ”

"You're the first mate of the Dreadworth?"

"Yes. ”

"Then he's going to kill you, right?"

"It's... Yes. ”

Sean looked at Filly, who was about to cry, but there was no trace of sympathy on his face, and turned to Boris who was smiling on the side and said, "We need Mr. Filly to cooperate with us at night, no problem, Mr. Boris?"

"No problem, of course, it is Mr. Filly's obligation. Boris, like Sean, ignored Filly's sad face, and of course he understood that Shawn was trying to use Filly as bait to fish out the 'water ghost'.

"Thank you for your cooperation. ”

After saying that, Sean got up and left the conference room.

After a long time, it was not until the butler returned and closed the door of the conference room that Boris, who was sitting in the main seat, had a smile on his face, and then put on a sneer and said: "The Special Operations Bureau is nothing more than that, a silly boy." ”

Fili, who had been crying and mourning, also regained his composure, and his voice was still trembling and asked, "Captain, is it really okay?"

"Of course, it's just right to have an official magician to help us?"

"I mean bait..."

"I shouldn't have healed your face, first mate. Boris looked at the wretched Filly and shouted, and then ordered: "Also, when you cooperate with them, remember not to say what you shouldn't say, and don't do what you shouldn't do." Got it?"

"Understood, Captain. ”

"Eat. ”

"What is this?" said Fili with some hesitation as he watched Boris hand over a black, foul-smelling pill.

"The Church has given us pills to hide our identities, and you don't want to go to the official magicians with all your magic. ”

"No, no. ”

Boris was very satisfied with Fili's performance today, and took out a wine glass filled with scarlet liquid, handed it to him, and said, "Remember, you can't reveal your identity and magic even if you die. ”

"Yes, Captain. ”

With that, Fili swallowed the pill through the liquid in the wine glass.