A richly decorated room, with a desk and bookshelves on one side, and some simple stationery on the table, indicate that this is a study.

Franklin sat at his desk, his upper body looking like he was working on his papers as usual, but looking through the slit of his desk, he noticed that his lower legs were shaking, trembling in a trembling way, of course.

After cooperating with Fang Xing, his room was greatly renovated.

First, the door of the room was reinforced with special materials, and then bodyguards were hired. The windows had been sealed up with a solid subway slab, with only a small slit of air openings left, and the balcony outside had been removed, and the room here was a third floor, and no one could sneak in without making a noise. The shadow of the past, along with the masonry on the ground, was replaced by hot ore.

The reason for the rectification was because of his lack of security, not to blame him for being too timid, but because Fang Xing's requirements were too ruthless, it was almost a desperate plan, suppressing his colleagues to death, and he could only cooperate when he got on the thief ship. So now he is always on guard against the retaliation of others.

"Knock knock.." There was a knock on the door, and Franklin said suspiciously, "Who is it?" ”

After his voice was heard, a slightly muffled voice came from outside the door, "It's me, Abt." ”

Franklin was familiar with the voice, it was his butler Abt. He was very reassuring about him, as early as when he was young, Abt took care of him, so to speak, the elder who watched him grow up.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a man with gray hair entered, his age did not affect his spirit, he was dressed in a neatly groomed standard butler's attire, with a neatly trimmed beard, a solemn and rigid countenance, and a demeanor that carried etiquette in between.

He walked up to Franklin step by step, with almost no error, and performed a textbook-standard etiquette, and then said in a slow and unhurried voice: "Lord Franklin, you have prepared the things you have arranged. ”

"Okay, I got it." Franklin replied.

Franklin was neither concerned nor happy about the completion of the arranged work, but rather a little depressed. Because what he arranged for Abt to do was related to Fang Xing, that is, to collect the delicacies in the neighborhood. How well this was done, he was not interested in knowing.

After discussing cooperation that day, he and Fang Xing left the venue. The rear bank lent him the power of the navy and gave him instructions to annex the others.

Although he gave not many instructions, but each one was more ruthless than the other, he offended almost all his colleagues, and thanks to this, to the detriment of his colleagues, they unceremoniously used knives and hired people to coerce him.

This is also the reason why he is suspicious, and it is not an exaggeration to change who has been attacked ten times in a row by his subordinates in such a period of more than ten days, and has become more excessive than him.

Fortunately, although that Colonel Fang Xing seems to be unreliable, he is very reliable in his actions, and it is precisely because of this that he is still safe and sound, so his requirements will be met as much as possible. As for concerns? Inexistent. - He can't even take care of himself, and he still cares about how others are.

Abt continued: "The merchants of the island have come again, and are now gathered at the door, to see you by name. ”

"Here we go again." Franklin sighed, his business was now accommodating in all aspects, almost the first person on the island, which he had hoped for, but he could not be happy.

"Let them continue to surround them, anyway, there is a navy standing guard at the door, and they don't dare to break in, if they ask me where I am, just say I'm not at home."

"Yes, I see."

Franklin added, "If you haven't left after an hour, go and ask Colonel Fang Xing to scare them away, remember to 'please.'" ”

"But he left."

Franklin jumped up in a hurry, "What! When did he leave? ”

"Just after eating the food that was prepared..."

……

Thinking about the one-month period with Tom, it was almost time, so Fang Xing reluctantly left after eating the perfect food, and took the sea train to the water capital.

I rented a blue, followed the route I remembered to Shipwreck Island, knocked on Tom's door, and waited for a while but no one answered.

Fang Xing tried to push the door, but found that the door was unlocked.

He put his palm on the door and made a push-and-shove motion, and the heavy wooden door slowly pushed open on his hand, which made people feel weird. The wooden door is made according to Tom's height and size, which is twice as wide as that of ordinary people, and the strength required to push him away is definitely not low.

The door was pushed open, and the movement raised dust inside.

Fang Xing frowned, he hadn't been here for a month, but he had become like this. Soon he was shocked, could it be that Tom had been arrested by Spandam?

But he remembered that when he first came here, Frankie's battleship 34 had just been built, and Tom was captured when Battleship 35 was built, and it wasn't supposed to take a month to build a ship alone, which is why he just reminded Tom of them at the time.

I carefully observed the situation in the house, and with my amazing memory, the situation in the house was still vaguely visible. There were traces of rummaging through all the rooms of Tom's house, and the documents were scattered on the ground, so Fang Xing casually used his ability to manipulate the wind to tidy them up and rearrange the documents on the bookshelf.

The person in charge of the search did not spare any corners, and Fang Xing found that the wooden planks under the floor had been excavated, as well as the surrounding walls, but for some reason they were dug up and reinstalled. Judging by the means of detection, it should be the government's intelligence organization personnel, and only they would be so delicate to find things.

As for what I'm looking for, I'm afraid it's the ancient weapon Hades.

didn't stop, continued to walk towards the bay, maybe some clues could be found over there, Fang Xing thought.

When I came to the shore of Shipwreck Island, there was still garbage everywhere, but the Frankie battleship that was originally docked on the coast had become wreckage and mixed with garbage, but because of Frankie's careful maintenance just now, the wooden planks were new and abrupt.

Possessing astonishing observations, he spotted the brand-new wooden board with the number 35 written on it in the wreckage.

This led to the conclusion that Tom had been arrested, and it seemed that he had not heeded his advice and burned Hades, nor had Frankie destroy his own warship.

Fang Xing stroked the broken wooden plank with his hand, and from the marks and textures on it, it should have not been much time since Frankie built the No. 35 battleship, probably just a few days.

However, if you want more information, you need to continue to investigate.

Theoretically, Tom was taken away by the government, and he should choose not to interfere, which is also in line with the justice he can, but he doesn't want to stand by this time. He didn't know that if someone like Tom couldn't save him, then what justice could he talk about.

Don't ask the reason, just ask the original intention.