At seven o'clock the next morning, a convoy had stopped in front of the Stat Library, and everyone had breakfast, so they immediately gathered in front of the door, and then arranged by Stat. Kevin took this opportunity to look around at everyone in his company.

The number of companions this time was quite large, three or four hundred. The vast majority seem to be employees of the Starter Library, which seems to be a tour of their unit. Kevin was curious, wondering if all these people had code names?

So Kevin casually accosted someone, and the other party smiled and took out a card, which showed "Dragon Set 149". It seems that Stadt's script is indeed impossible to be so delicate, but at least the logic is smooth.

In a moment, Kevin found Writer A, the famous mystery writer, in the corner tower of the crowd. Just like the rumors, his eyes are sharp, his face is cold, he is well-dressed, and his body seems to naturally exude some kind of aura, isolating others. Even though people came and went around at this time, no one accosted him. He just stood outside the crowd and watched everything around him.

"Hello!" Kevin stepped forward.

The other person just nodded as a sign of politeness.

"I've admired your name for a long time," Kevin began, "I've read most of your works, and you're very good and admirable. ”

The other party still just nodded.

Kevin thought about it, and suddenly remembered that these mystery writers should be observant, even if they are not as magical as those detectives in their writings, they should not be much worse. I couldn't help but think of some difficult problems to test him.

"By the way, what do you think...... How many pounds is this person?" Kevin asked casually.

Writer A: "......"

While speaking, Starter had already led someone from the crowd and politely took Writer A's hand: "It's been a long wait, let's get in the car right away." A few of us took the first one. ”

Writer A still didn't speak, just smiled and nodded, and walked after Start. Kevin was about to keep up, but Stat suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "Kevin, you take the second car, the first car can't fit so many people." ”

Kevin was stunned, but didn't say anything, nodding in agreement. There were only three people in the first car, with Secretary M driving the car himself, and Statt and Writer A both sitting in the back. Judging from this treatment, there is no doubt that this trip, writer A is the protagonist.

Kevin is also interested, he was originally here to have fun. And Starter may take this opportunity to have his own business purposes, and Kevin will not make trouble for him.

However, the people in the second car are not ordinary. A veteran mercenary J, who claims to be experienced, has a weather-beaten look and looks good in strength. A businessman as fat as Stat, who is said to be engaged in papermaking, cardboard merchant Y. There is also a bodyguard of paper merchant Y, lean, tall, sitting upright, always clenched in fists, as if he can beat people at any time. He also has cards and is known as the Paper Merchant Bodyguard B.

The demand for paper at the Start Library is self-evident, and as one of the bosses of its upstream industry chain, it seems that it has also been invited this time. As for the old mercenary, it seems that there is nepotism to be able to travel this time. He didn't say what the specific relationship was, but it shouldn't be so simple if you can get an identity card.

The three of them chatted for a while, and the old mercenary opened the chatterbox, but he was very able to blow it away, talking about his heroic deeds back then, what hunted large demonic beasts in a certain year and month, and so on. He also said that he was very good at tumbling and also good at flying...... It's just that it's old now.

Based on Kevin's experience, he can hear that at least half of them are blown. It's just that this is not a tavern, so I don't spray people when we meet for the first time, but it's also annoying to always hear people brag. Kevin couldn't help but forcibly divert the topic and lead the conversation to the paper merchant.

"Why didn't your bodyguard say a word?" Kevin asked, "don't be so nervous?"

The bodyguard turned a deaf ear, still clenched his fists and sat upright. The bookseller smiled: "He should be nervous, if he is not nervous, I will be nervous." ”

Suddenly, the bodyguard slammed the car door without warning, Kevin and the old mercenary were shocked, and the driver slammed on the brakes angrily, and all three of them looked back at him.

The bodyguard withdrew his hand and spread it out to the paper merchant: "Boss, look." I shoot dead mosquitoes. ”

The paper merchant looked as usual, nodded in approval: "Good job, I'll give you a bonus when I go back." ”

"Thank you to the owner. The bodyguard bowed his head slightly, and then immediately returned to sitting with his fists clenched.

Everyone in the car: The "......" driver was a trick, he didn't say anything, just silently released the brake and continued to move forward......

Kevin kind of understands that in addition to those important people, Start's identity will also be given to some people with strange personalities. The truth is also popular, a group of strange people are more likely to have a wonderful plot when they get together, and a group of ordinary people are as plain as water, and it is even more difficult to grasp the plot.

But when you think about it this way, is Kevin also regarded as an abnormal person? Kevin can't help but feel a little dissatisfied.

At about half past eight in the morning, the convoy arrived at the dock, where the staff had been waiting for a long time, and the captain himself came to greet everyone and shook hands with Start, as if the two were also old acquaintances. Then stretch out your hand and lead everyone to the luxury cruise ship.

The hull is about two hundred meters long, seven floors above, all white, and there are three magic towers on the ship, one in the center and one in the stern. The magic tower in the center is the tallest and largest, while the two towers in the stern are slightly smaller. There is no need to get closer, the powerful water element is already rushing towards him, even the strongest Great Magister, unless he is in a combat state, it is impossible to exude such a strong aura throughout the whole process. This is probably the so-called magical heavy industry.

The hull is driven mainly by magic, using water spells to change the flow of water around it, and it is driven by waves. There are also sails under the boat, through which the current is held in order to gain more thrust. Not only is this drive faster, but it also balances the wind and waves around the hull, making the boat more stable, and the powerful spells are enough to make the sea devils dare not approach, but it is expensive.

Of course, for the sake of safety, this kind of boat generally has a variety of driving methods. Earth-based Rolling Stone engines are not very effective on the surface of the sea, but they are enough as insurance.

It is worth mentioning that the hull is not pure metal. The metal was only used as a reinforcement for the skeleton, and the hull was made of wood. Of course, there is the credit of the elven mage, the wood has been specially reinforced, the wood fibers have been twisted into a lump, a lump of wood is connected, and the entire hull itself has become a lump. The outer layer is then coated with a special waterproof and fire-retardant coating.

Inside the ship, all kinds of facilities are readily available, games and entertainment, drinking and eating meat, or watching the impression of a crystal ball, and even a martial arts fight, of course, there are some gray things.

The captain and Statt were at the front, and Writer A was a little behind, but as soon as he was one step behind, Statt immediately slowed down, as if waiting for him on purpose. There is also a secretary by his side, who keeps talking to him, but it can be seen that writer A is very bored, but he is not very good at refusing.

Kevin didn't care about them and turned his head to look at the paper merchants around him. Suddenly I remembered something: "Since your bodyguard is so nervous, what should he do when he sleeps?

The paper merchant shook his head: "It's hard for me to find such a nervous bodyguard for him, there are too many people, but there are redundant ones." ”

The bodyguard replied: "Don't worry, boss, when I sleep, I am also very nervous!"

The paper merchant nodded in satisfaction.

Kevin: "......"

The ship's staff quickly led everyone to allocate rooms, and Kevin lived on the fifth floor, which belonged to the upper floor. Looking down from the window, the scenery is very beautiful, and the vastness of the sea and the prosperity of the city complement each other, and the mood is pleasant. The interior of the room is elegantly decorated, a single bed is soft and comfortable, and there is a bookcase on the side, but the books inside are a little old, obviously just an ornament.

Suddenly, a parrot with advertisements written on it jumped in the window: "Brother, it's me!"

"You?" said Kevin, surprised.

"Brother, I know you're going to sea soon, but you'll be cut off when you go to sea......!

Kevin blasted out the parrot and closed the window.

Out of an abundance of caution, and at the same time a consideration for dealing with Stadt's script, Kevin began to scrutinize the equipment in the room, the location of the room, and then the layout of the ship.

The walls of the room are all wooden, as are the ceiling and floor. But this kind of wood is not inferior to ordinary brick walls, and the sound insulation effect is also first-class, and the exterior is coated with a fire coating. The room includes a bathroom with ventilation ducts above, so it can be said that it is fully equipped.

While he was checking, there were suddenly three taps on the ventilation pipe: "Can I come in?"

Kevin looked up in surprise and subconsciously replied, "Come in." ”

I saw that the shutters of the ventilation duct were pushed open a little, and a parrot flew down. At a glance, it was the parrot full of advertisements: "Hahaha, I can't think of it, right?"

"You?" said Kevin, surprised.

"Brother, don't panic, we're polite. I'm knocking on the door!" the parrot emphasized.

"Is this ventilation duct along with the outside?" asked Kevin.

"Nonsense, how else can you ventilate?" replied the parrot.

"Can the blinds be locked?" said Kevin, who moved a small stool and climbed up to study it.

"Can you ......," the parrot replied a little hesitantly, "brother, don't lock it up." I'll tell you the truth, in the ventilation ducts, I hid a bunch of ...... Excellent journal. I can give it to you for free now, what do you think?"

Kevin turned his head to look at the parrot, who stopped on his shoulder, looked at each other and didn't speak.

"This vent seems a little small?" Kevin thought for a moment.

"Forget it," replied the parrot, "and even if you climb in, be careful not to turn around and climb out." ”

"That's right!" Kevin suddenly thought of something, "Do you have an identity?

"What's that?" the parrot was at a loss.

"That'...... Are you familiar with this cruise ship?" asked Kevin.

"That's," said the parrot proudly, "I don't know how much business I've done on this cruise ship, and I'm very accurate." Someone like you, who doesn't have a wife at first glance, must need some kind of spiritual comfort, I ......"

"Get out of here!" Kevin blasted the parrot back into the ventilation duct on the spot. The parrot was very dissatisfied, and left with a word of rudeness.

But when Kevin was about to close the vent, he hesitated. In the end, it was still covered up, and maybe it would be useful later.

"Passengers, please note, thank you for taking the ......" The announcement inside the ship sounded at the right time, and somewhat unexpectedly, the sound actually came out of the ventilation duct. However, this is also normal, after all, the wind system transmits sound, and it is most convenient to use ventilation ducts. It's just that the parrot has just entered, and I don't know if it will deaf my ears......

Outside the ship, I only heard the captain shouting angrily: "Pull out the anchor! Set sail!"

Kevin was a little dazed, it reminded him of medieval pirates, could it be that this is popular now?