Chapter 29: Today's Senbei... It's a bit salty

Sengoku's words hint at it obviously.

That is undoubtedly the fact that there seems to be an "internal ghost" in our navy.

As for who this inner ghost is, this is the crux of the question they need to discuss today.

However, after a brief silence in the atmosphere, Karp, who was flaunting the fairy shell, suddenly raised his hand and said, "That warship, it seems to be me..."

"You?" The crowd looked at him.

"Hmm."

With a pout, Karp dug his nostrils, then put his hand into the fairy bag and said, "I was in charge of escorting the prisoners, and I happened to meet the ship of the Draconians. ”

"Met?"

Sengoku stood up from his chair when he heard this, "Then did you notice anything unusual?" ”

"It's weird... Nothing out of the ordinary. ”

Karp pursed his lips, feeling that the taste of the senbei seemed to be much saltier than just now.

"It's just that there was a very strange guy on the ship at that time."

He couldn't help but think of the Draco guard who had taken his punch but was still able to stand up.

You know, he used about sixty percent of his strength at that time, no matter how strong that guy's physical fitness is, he should collapse on the spot, and he probably won't be able to get out of bed for more than a month or two.

"Strange guy?"

"Ah, it just gives me a very strange feeling."

The guards of the Celestial Dragons shouldn't be so strong, right?

Unless you are a member of CP0:

"Perhaps, we shouldn't have targeted our suspicions within the Navy?" At this time, Tsuru suddenly spoke: "What if the person who did this is a pirate?" ”

"And how did he get into the windless zone?" An officer asked.

The rest of the crowd took the place of Tsuru and expressed their conjectures: "Could it be some kind of Devil Fruit ability that can fly in the air?" ”

"Maybe it's a fish-people."

"That's right, isn't the slave who broke his collar and tried to die with the Draconians the Fish-People? It was reasonable that a companion came to his rescue. ”

"Besides, even if it's a normal human, it seems that someone can do it."

"Normal humans?"

Someone couldn't help but question: "Forget about the fish-people, swim in the windless zone... Let's not talk about the problem of sea kings everywhere, let's just say that the two closest islands to that sea area are also separated by an unknown number of nautical miles, how can this be swim through? ”

"Isn't that group of guys that Karp chased and killed back then, not most people can do it?" "I've heard that an old acquaintance of ours is likely to be lurking in the Chambord Islands." ”

Silent.

Karp and Sengoku glanced at Tsuru at the same time, and of course they knew who the old acquaintance Tsuru was talking about was.

But at the moment, none of that seems to be the point.

"Go, get all the pirate bounties from the first half of the Great Voyage." Sengoku looked at the assistant on the side and said.

About twenty minutes later.

"That's it."

Sengoku found a slender young pirate from the bounty orders and said: "Logett Ralvin, with a bounty of 40 million Bailey, good use of firearms and disguise, I think he is the murderer of the Draconians, what do you think?" ”

Everyone in the conference room glanced at each other when they heard this, and then nodded in unison.

"I feel like him, too."

"What is it like? That's him! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it's him, no one else."

"I was interrogated just now, and according to the testimony of eyewitnesses who were present at the time, it was indeed Loggett Ralven who did it."

Karp: (⊙o⊙)

These guys are as dirty and filthy as ever.

"Now, then, pass the order and raise Ralvin's bounty to 140 million Bailey."

"Yes, Marshal Sengoku!"

The assistant gave a standard military salute, then picked up the bounty order and ran out of the conference room quickly.

The officers were left behind, and they all lay back in their chairs with a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere became relaxed in an instant.

Isn't it that the Draconians were attacked and injured?

Anyway, people are not dead, if it weren't for the pressure from the five old stars on the World Government's side, they wouldn't have bothered to care about this kind of.

After discussing the attack on the Draconians, the meeting lasted less than half an hour before quickly ending.

However, before leaving, Tsuru stopped Sengoku and asked with a slightly meaningful expression: "Do you really think that the person who did this will be a pirate?" ”

"Of course not."

Sengoku shook his head, "It's more likely to be the navy than the pirates." If it was a pirate, the Draconians would not be alive. ”

But what does it matter?

Even if he really killed the Draconians, he would have a way to operate from it, thus deceiving CP0's intelligence network.

Thinking of this, Sengoku quickened his pace and caught up with him, stopping Karp who was about to leave.

"Hey, Karp."

"What?"

Karp glanced at Sengoku with some inexplicability.

In the next second, he saw that Warring States suddenly made a move with the momentum of thunder, snatched the fairy shell from his hand, and quickly poured it into his mouth.

"Let's chirp, chirp~~"

"Bastard, give me back the snacks!"

A bruise erupted on Karp's head.

And the Warring States, who were chewing, subconsciously showed a slightly puzzled expression.

"Strange.."

Why does the taste of this senbei feel much saltier than before?

...

The first half of the Great Voyage.

BBQ Island.

Vivian walked down the noisy and lively streets, smelling the aroma of barbecue wafting through the air, and couldn't help but pout.

"It's a disgusting smell."

"Vivian.. You.. Still can't eat barbecue? Dusty asked with concern in the back.

"Well, I don't like it very much." Vivian nodded.

Two years ago, almost all the barbecue he ate was beaten and vomited, which made Vivian hate the taste ever since.

It's barely a psychological shadow that makes people beat up.

"Colonel Smoker, what about them?"

"It should be in a tavern in this town." A handyman replied.

Since Smoker never leaves his body, he naturally likes to drink.

In the two years that Vivian has lived at the base in Rogue Town, he has had the pleasure of "drinking" with this guy a few times, and the end result is almost always that he loses consciousness first, and when he wakes up the next morning, he has already appeared on the bed in his dormitory.

Although he didn't know who had helped him back, he thought that the man must have suffered a lot from himself.

"Before I go to Colonel Smoker, I want to pick a more suitable knife."

Vivian said, pulling out two large money bags from his clothes and walking towards the weapons store on the street.