"Moses ~ Moses ~"

On the warship, Searle took out his phone and dialed the Navy headquarters.

"This is the Navy Headquarters, and I'm Vice Admiral Ahe." A pleasant female voice came from the mouth of the phone bug.

"It's Sister He, I'm Searle from the G3 branch, the World Economic News has been arrested, what do we need to do next."

I didn't expect that the person who answered the phone turned out to be an acquaintance, which saved a lot of effort.

"The efficiency is good, little brother Serge, hehehe, wait for me to help you connect to the Sri Lankan marshal."

The phone bug was silent for a moment.

"Hmm, you completed the task so quickly, you really didn't disappoint the Warring States, how about it, is everything going well?" The tone of the Sri Lankan marshal was not at all as majestic as that of the superior, but rather very cordial.

"Thank you Marshal for your concern, although the mission was obstructed by the local dark forces, it has been annihilated by us." Serge replied solemnly.

Especially when it comes to the dark forces, the corners of Searle's mouth curl up in an intriguing arc.

"Okay, now that the mission has been completed, you need to send the target person to Justice Island for trial."

Sri Lanka simply ignored the dark forces that Searle had said, and gave orders to transport the prisoners, who in the eyes of these big men were nothing more than clowns.

"Yes!" Serge saluted.

The fleet first came to the G3 branch, leaving the wounded soldiers and rescued slaves in the battle, and collecting the captured goods, of course, the unlucky merchants, and Serge was ready to knock a hammer on the bastards.

Major General William was a veteran general, and during Searle's absence, the entire branch was well organized, with the only drawback being the mountains of papers piled up on his desk.

Is it all reserved for Searle?

After some reorganization, Jacob selected the naval soldiers to be stationed and prepared to take charge of the recaptured khaki branch, while Serge led more than a dozen soldiers to escort the members of the World Economic News to Justice Island.

"Let's go!" Serge stood on the warship and ordered.

Subsequently, Serge's exclusive warship set off with dozens of people on board.

For an escort mission like this, a large number of people is not necessarily good, the fleet is too conspicuous, and if someone really intercepts it, it will inevitably have to fight.

However, if it is a single warship, even if it encounters an attack, it can quickly escape with the superior performance of the warship.

……

Searle was lying on a recliner on the podium, with two cups of tea on the table. It is very leisurely to enjoy the scenery of the great voyage.

"Hey, are you sure you're going this way?" Serge asked Simmons, who was not far away.

"Don't look down on people, I'm an experienced navigator, and I can't be more familiar with a place like Justice Island." Simmons, who was questioned, retorted like a fried cat.

After all, this is a task assigned to the Navy by the government, and it will be embarrassing if you go the wrong way.

"Alright, please go to the cabin and help me get Mr. Morrigens over." Serge picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea with great enjoyment.

"Yes!"

In a few moments, Simmons led Morrigens to the deck of the warship.

Searle gestured to Morrigens and ordered Simmons, "Alright, you can go about your business!" ”

After Simmons left, Searle added some tea to Morrigens' teacup: "Taste it, this is the finest tea from the South Seas." ”

Where did this tea come from? Lieutenant General Thurgun's office, of course, the old fellow's office drawers were stuffed with tea.

"May I ask what is the matter with Mr. Navy?"

Morrigens didn't even glance at Sertian's tea, and asked directly.

Searle didn't think too much about it, and after drinking the tea in the teacup, he asked casually, "Does Mr. Morrigens know where we're going next?" ”

Morrigens stared at Searle suspiciously, not knowing why he had called himself over alone.

"Judging by the direction of travel, it should be Justice Island or Navy Headquarters."

That's how Morrigens answered.

"Wow, it's really the president of the World Economic Newspaper, guessed right, we're going to Justice Island."

Searle had an exaggerated expression on his face, and his tone of voice was very frivolous.

"Just say something directly, there's no need to beat around the bush." Morrigens said with some indignation: "If it is to humiliate me, it is not comparable, and it is just a prisoner at the bottom." ”

"Morgaons should be your child." Serge withdrew his flirtatious smile and said with a serious face, "I met him before. ”

At the mention of Morgains, Morrigens stood up abruptly, and said with a very nervous face: "What happened to your child?" ”

"Don't get excited, I didn't embarrass him, I let him go after learning something." Serge took out the newspaper from his bosom and placed it on the table: "What I'm going to say next is very important, it is a matter of life and death for all of you. ”

Didn't embarrass Morgaons and let him go, these are Searle's exact words. Only then did Morrigens sit back down, and he didn't look as nervous as before.

"Tell me about it." Morrigens said with a complicated expression, he didn't know what the intentions of the navy in front of him were.

"If I'm not mistaken, the contents of this newspaper should have been passed on to you by the Cross Pirates." Serge pointed to the front page of the newspaper and said, "You're just being used." ”

Morrigens did not speak, waiting for Searle's next words.

"Although the government ordered you to be arrested, I speculate that the government's purpose is not to try because it will not benefit them in any way." "If you want to live, you have to accept the government's conditions. ”

What is Politics? It is to do what is beneficial to oneself by all means. In Searle's opinion, the five old stars have no intention of eradicating the World Economic Newspaper at all, otherwise it would be the CP's spies who arrested the World Economic Newspaper, not the navy.

Morrigens took the initiative to pick up the teacup and took a sip with a deep face for a long time.

"You mean to let me negotiate with the government? Under the control of the Five Old Stars? ”

"Yo roar, it's easy to talk to smart people, that's what I mean." Searle smiled and nodded at Morrigens.

Hearing this, Morrigens first thought carefully, then looked directly at Searle and said, "Then what is your intention?" I believe you should have your own plans. ”

"Intent? It's too early for me. Searle laughed, "At least for now, I just don't want to see you die, besides, I'm optimistic about your son Morgause." He will definitely become a great person in the future. ”

The previous brief meeting gave Searle a certain understanding of the young man Morgause, whether it was his indifferent attitude in the face of a strong enemy, or the investigation of intelligence, it showed that this young man was extraordinary. What's more, if Serge's memory is not wrong, Morgause should be one of the giants of the dark world in the future.

He is willing to make friends with this promising young man in advance, believing that Mörgaons will bring him unimaginable help in the future.

Morrigens sighed and was silent for a long time before saying, "Thank you for your suggestion, I will seriously consider it." ”

"Consider? No, no, no, you have no choice, there are only two paths ahead, compromise or perish! With that, Searle got up and left his seat and punched the sea.

Waves rose on the surface of the sea, and then a shark floated up.

"Someone pull this thing up, and add lunch at noon today." Serge said to the soldiers.

"This is the end of our conversation, Mr. Morrigens." Searle retracted his serious posture and said lightly: "On this warship, you and your reporters can move around at will. ”

After two hours of sailing, the warship finally arrived at the first gate of the Judicial Island ~ the former island. The warship docked in front of the gate of the former island, and Searle jumped ashore to register for the handover.

The front island of Justice Island is garrisoned by a large number of guards, and it seems that it will definitely not be less than a thousand.

"I'm Navy Lieutenant Commander Searle, and I'm ordered to escort members of the World Economic Newspaper to trial." Serge shouted at the guards.

After all, this was all arranged in advance, and after confirming that it was correct, the guards opened the gate of the front island.