Francis, Saint-Michel, was once a famous attraction in Els, but since the deep sea raged, the contact between the various forces has been mainly to support the battle, and it used to be a famous attraction. Seeing this, Dunkirk simply converted St. Michel into a prison and research institute for the study of the deep sea and various deep-sea related creatures, which is not the first case, and other forces have already done so.

However, even the renovation of the prison could not hide the beauty of Saint-Michel, and the romantic and artistic Francis Shipwreck built the prison to be particularly beautiful. Whenever the sea breeze blows, it passes through the passage left for it by the shipwives, takes away the rotten smell left by the deep sea in the prison, and does not forget to wipe the walls, making a special sound, mixed with the sound of the waves in the morning and evening, forming the most special music of Saint-Michel.

Little Supply woke up from her sleep with this special sound, and at this time there was already a shipwreck standing beside her.

"The warden wants to see you." The ship's mother said coldly.

"Got it! Got it! The little supply waved his hand impatiently and followed the ship's mother out of the room.

Joan of Arc, the prison's warden, was sitting in her office, holding a document from Paris this morning in her hand and staring out the window with stunned eyes.

"Warden, Sukhbaatar brought."

"Let her in."

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"Name?"

The little supply was pressed on the chair, she moved her body restlessly, they finally came to the nearest land after a lot of hardship, but before they could rest for long, they were surrounded by a group of ship girls, and brought to this prison-like place, and the group of four people was also separated, at this time there was only a ship girl with a cold face, according to her own name, it was called Joan of Arc.

"Name!" Joan of Arc said it again.

“(?· ω·｀)”

"Your name!"

"My name is (?· ω·｀)。 ”

"Please be serious, you are now under investigation, please cooperate with our work and eliminate your suspicion as soon as possible!" Joan of Arc slammed her pen on the table, warning of small supplies.

"Sukhbaatar."

"Occupation?"

"Star Destroyer."

"Career!"

"It's a Star Destroyer! I'm number one in the world! ”

"Please be serious!"

"Aviation battleship."

"Huh?"

"Okay, okay, you'll write about the supply ship." Little Supply was upset because Joan of Arc questioned her profession.

"What do you have to do with that deep sea?"

"She's not the deep sea!" Little Supply retorted, "Eugen, she's my friend, how could it be the deep sea!" She's a very pure ship girl! Look at the beautiful ship's outfit! Look at her lovely face! And that weak character, it's just unstoppable! How can you frame her for being the deep sea! ……”

"Stop, Miss Sukhbaatar." Joan of Arc hurriedly interrupted the little supply, "We understand what you mean, and we understand your concern for your friends, but please pay attention to the wording." ”

"Where did you meet?" Joan of Arc picked up the pen again.

"At sea."

"How did you meet?"

"I caught her."

"Please answer seriously, Miss Sukhbaatar."

"I'm very serious with you, Eugen was caught from the sea."

"Okay, okay." Joan of Arc sat down helplessly, but had already made up her mind to expose the lie of the little supply, "Can you tell me about the situation?" ”

"I can't."

"Miss Sukhbaatar!"

"I mean, you're the one who has the problem." "We have just arrived in Francis and brought us to prison, and we have to be questioned like prisoners, even though we have not done anything, and we are to be questioned like prisoners, is this how you Francis entertains guests!" ”

"Naturally, we will be very welcoming when we receive guests!" Joan of Arc slapped the table and stood up, "But we have no mercy against the enemy!" ”

"When did we become your enemies!" The little supply also stood up, but was pressed down by the two shipwives behind.

"You don't know yet, do you?" Joan of Arc walked around the little supplies, "That friend of yours, Eugen, has set off our deep-sea alarm. ”

"She's obviously a ship's mother." THE LITTLE SUPPLY WAS A BIT OF A VAIN, BECAUSE GALO SAID THAT THERE WAS NO RECORD OF EUGEN IN THE ELS SHIP'S LIBRARY, AND HE WAS LAUGHING AT IT AT THE TIME.

"That's where we get confused." Joan of Arc patted the little supply on the shoulder and said, "That's what we're going to figure out together." Why would a ship mother, at least on the surface, set out an alert specifically for reconnaissance of the deep sea. ”

"How do I know?"

"But you can tell me how you and Eugen met."

"I caught her."

"Do you still insist on that? Haven't you yet realized the seriousness of the matter? That friend of yours, that outwardly weak friend, may be the murderer of countless of our compatriots! ”

"What I say is the truth." Little Supply stared at Joan of Arc and said solemnly, "Also, please don't slander my friend. ”

"I'm sorry, I was excited." Joan of Arc sat down, "Can you elaborate on the situation?" ”

"It's that we knocked out a team of deep sea, and then I caught a hook, and Eugen came up."

"You must know that except for special circumstances and special occupations, our ship's mother will not appear in the sea."

"It's not the first time."

"What did you say?"

"That's how Xiao Luo met."

"The blonde girl?"

"That's right."

Joan of Arc could not help but ponder for a moment, the shipwreck who called herself Rodney was a special individual, and she had sent someone to escort her to Paris.

"That's it for today, Miss Sukhbaatar." Joan of Arc was already distracted, and she didn't bother to ask again, "We have prepared a room for you, please rest well, we will come back to you if there is something to do." ”

"What about my friends?"

"You'll meet again when it's over."

"Cut! Hell knows when you're over. ”

"We'll do it as soon as possible."

"Can I fish?"

"Huh?"

"I said I can fish?"

"Well, you can't go out for a while."

"Hmph." The little supply head left without looking back.

*****

Looking at the small supplies in front of her, Joan of Arc recalled the scene when she was questioned.

"What are you looking for from me?" The little supply finally looked at Joan of Arc.

"Our investigation is closed." Joan of Arc stood up, "Then we'll send you to Paris to be reunited with your friends." ”

"Where's Eugen?"

"Naturally, with you."

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

"Great!" The little supply smiled happily.

"Finally." Joan of Arc saluted the little supply, "I greet you on behalf of Richelieu, the new flagship of Francis. ”

"I'll see you later." The little supply imitated, saluted one in return, and turned to the door.

"Please wait a minute."

The little supply stopped and looked at Joan of Arc.

"Welcome to Francis!"