"Is it too calm?" Fang Xing sat on the soft office chair he had specially arranged, and whispered leisurely.

These days, he has cleared the backlog of work and delegated it so that he can be free. It's been three days since I met CP9, but the expected change has not arrived. After that retreat, the other party never appeared in his field of vision again.

Immersed in the peaceful atmosphere, he almost forgot what had happened before.

Fang Xing stretched slightly, enjoying the sunlight shining in from the window. Occasionally, I feel that it's not bad to live like this, no longer care about the wind and waves on the sea, and no longer care who is right and wrong, and be a salted fish in life.

But just thinking about it gave up on it, because his inner thoughts did not allow him to do so, and perhaps the secluded life was really unrestrained, and there was no danger from all sides, at least not as tired as he was now. However, here, strength is actually a disguised responsibility.

He did not have the idea of a great man who saved all the people from fire and water, nor did he have the heroic dream of sacrificing himself to help others. But at least one thing is true, and that is that everything is done in proportion to the return. Once he has this kind of thought, it is definitely not good for the growth of strength. Just like in the game, under the same conditions, the difference between the Liver Emperor and ordinary people.

If he wants to be able to live unfettered, he must have strength.

Stroking his desk, he seemed to be caressing the road that he didn't know what the future holds.

At this time, there was a light knock on the door, and then an ordinary naval soldier walked in.

"What's the matter?"

"Colonel Fang Xing, there is news from Justice Island, and I want to have an exchange with you about the previous matter." The Navy soldier relayed, though he didn't understand what he was referring to.

Fang Xing's face changed slightly, and he recovered from his lazy state.

Is it coming? This situation has been expected for a long time. Fang Xing knows CP9's style very well, he is not the kind of person who gives up easily, and he will never give up the task because of his few words. As for the search through the island of justice, it was also expected by him.

Originally, CP9 was the organization of the world government, and so was Justice Island, so it was natural and reasonable to come through this channel.

"Well, help me refuse."

"You say. . . Rebuff? The Navy soldier thought he had misheard, and repeated the rejection, and this kind of formal communication, basically agreeing is the process that must be followed.

"Hmm... That's right, no. ”

They all know that the other party is here to find fault, so why should they agree, unless they are stupid. He's not the kind of person who asks for trouble, so of course he won't agree.

"But this...."It's not in the form. The Navy soldiers wanted to say but couldn't, they just froze there, not knowing what to do.

"It's okay, you just said it was mine, it was like that before, I believe others will understand"

"It's... Is that so? Be! I understand! When the sailor answered, he immediately turned back.

With the soldier gone, the room fell silent again after closing the door. Fang Xing naturally didn't think that the verbal refusal could be effective, and he estimated that the other party would come over for another reason, but was there any reason to be able to search without scruples?

The only people who are still involved with the drawings of Hades are him and Tom, and perhaps Iceberg is one, but after a thorough search of him, he should be able to clear his name.

What means will the other party use to achieve their goals? It's often hard to predict what hasn't happened yet.

Just as it is difficult for a guesser to calculate exactly what a person thinks, it is easy to commit a crime and difficult to investigate. Although he doesn't know what strategy the other party will adopt, he will not sit still.

Adjusting his sitting posture slightly, he got up and jumped off the office chair and walked in the direction of the port base of the port.

At this moment, Tom easily held up a thick ten-meter-long trunk that the three of them hugged together. The garrison looked at Tom in surprise, although he had seen it several times in the past few days, but every time he looked at it, it was so amazing, just if this trunk was replaced by them, it would take at least a dozen people to do it, not that he could lift it if he wanted to.

Of course, before that, there were some people who didn't believe in evil, thinking that the trunk was strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and most of it was empty on the inside, so they tried it, and they would flash their waists and stay in the hospital on the island.

Tom carried the wood, his fingers clasped the wood, his fingers penetrating the outer trunk and pinching it in, preventing it from falling off, and then slowly walked to the side of the square.

In the square, the cut wooden planks have been placed, and the neat and complete shipbuilding tools have been placed, and the base that has been formed is placed on the side.

Before he could reach the square, Tom put down the wood on his body.

The trunk of the tree was gently lowered to the ground under Tom's control, but it still made a bang, and the weight on it could be felt.

Tom's reason for putting it down was not that he didn't have the strength to hold it, but because he saw a figure walking towards it not far away.

"Hahahaha.. Boy Fang Xing, is there something wrong with me? Tom said.

"Well, about the battleship."

In front of outsiders, it sounds like Tom's shipbuilding problem, but Tom understands what Fang Xing means, what he means is about the ancient weapon Hades, which is also the code that the two have agreed on.

Although Fang Xing could also isolate the sound through his ability, at close range, in front of outsiders, silent conversation would seem weird, so he chose this method.

He immediately said in a deep voice, "I understand. Then he stopped what he was doing and left with Fang Xing.

Fang Xing didn't go far before stopping, just walked a few steps slightly, and came to a remote place, slashing through the ability barrier, isolating the sound inside.

"CP9 has made an move."

Tom was taken aback, a few days ago, after he returned to the warship, Fang Xing had explained the concept of CP9 to him, and he also had a general understanding of it.

"What action did they take?"

"Establish contact with the Navy through the Island of Justice and then conduct a search. Although I refused, I guess the other party will not give up, and the next attack from nowhere is the most fatal. ”

Tom muttered, knowing things in his eyes. He once asked Fang Xing why he didn't let the government search for the drawings now that the drawings had been destroyed.

Fang Xing asked rhetorically, if the roles were reversed, would you believe the words of a person who has held drawings for many years? If it were me, I would definitely study that drawing.

"So what do I do?" Tom asked, knowing what the resourceful boy in front of him must have come to him for.

Fang Xing looked at Tom and said something that tasted weird.

"Stop, stay by my side."