The salty sea breeze brings a cool breath to the slightly stuffy room.

The crimson in his eyes faded, and Piero Colt opened his eyes.

"This is really a 'calamity for no reason', I sit at home, and I can actually encounter extraordinary eucalyptus!"

Affected by his mood, his face immediately became gloomy and he began to examine himself.

Almost immediately, Pierrot saw the crimson "gear" tattoo on the back of his hand, and his face suddenly deteriorated, as if he had just been stabbed in the ass.

Then he saw that on the left side of the table, the copper nautical compass had been reduced to pieces.

Pierrot suddenly opened his mouth, angry and anxious.

"It's you again!"

"Old man, I have met with you a few more times, talked a few more words, and will not let me go until I die?"

The old man Pierrot was talking about, someone he had met by chance, who lived in a seaside hut, and because he felt that the other party was very knowledgeable, he had come to the door several times to ask for advice.

Then something happened.

The old man turned into a bloated monster in front of him and ate him!

Fortunately, he ran fast and the captain brought people in time, so he was able to save his life.

Later, he passed a thorough inspection and purification, became a civilian of the "Dawnbreaker", and probably learned that the old man was an extraordinary person who turned into a monster because he was out of control.

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But this nautical compass has already been checked by the captain......

Didn't you say there was no problem?!

Pierrot turned a few thoughts in succession, and then suddenly thought of a question-

"Shall I report this to the captain?"

Then he began to think about it seriously.

"Can't report!"

Pierrot was quick to draw conclusions.

In the last incident, he spent two weeks in the "Shining Gate" under the church before being released; If this is reported, it will take at least three weeks, and it may even be life imprisonment!

He didn't want to be like the wild extraordinaries who were captured, doing all kinds of dangerous experiments and research under the instructions of the internal guards.

"That's it, wait until something goes wrong."

Pierrot made a decision, picked up the cup of coffee on the table that had cooled, and drank it dry.

……

The wind was howling, the rain was pouring down, and the crimson in Alger Wilson's eyes faded as the waves rose and fell on the three-masted galleon.

He found himself still standing on the deck, indistinguishable from before except for the oddly shaped glass bottle, which had shattered and a dark red hexagonal crystal snowflake in the palm of his hand.

Soon he saw that even the figure in his palm quickly disappeared, as if it had shrunk into flesh and blood.

"I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse......

Alger was silent for several minutes before turning and walking towards the entrance of the cabin.

……

At noon, after lunch, Valera began to learn ballroom dancing with her etiquette teacher, Vahana.

In the hall, where hundreds of guests can dance, the two huddle and dance.

Vahanna stepped on a slightly stiff men's dance move, guiding Valera around the dance floor and correcting her movements.

Valeera, who was in a complicated mood, paid attention while learning the women's dance steps, and when the dance teaching was almost over, she also learned the men's dance steps.

While Valilla was learning to dance, two people were reading letters she had sent in Tingen.

Harold Joestar, a good police officer and a conscientious "criminal", sat in a café on Stephen Street, eating his lunch while reading the letters he received in the morning.

"Mr. Harold Joestar:"

"You must have been quite surprised to hear from me."

"I think, seeing this, you should have guessed who I am."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't. I'll give you a very obvious hint enough to get you the right answer – that night, that woman. ”

"What I'm trying to say is that I'll help you find a better job in Beckland, the kind that is more promising than a police officer or even a sheriff, and I really hope you'll come soon."

"The address is, 67 Williams Street, Bakerland, West End."

"Remember, I need you, I'm waiting for you."

There is no signature at the check-off desk.

This ambiguous letter, which looks like a love letter, makes Harold feel anxious.

He knew very well who sent the letter to him, and he also knew that the ambiguous tone and deliberative tone in the letter were all outsiders.

"The woman...... Her meaning is obvious, she just wants me to go to Beckland, no need to discuss! ”

Harold thought and thought about it, and felt that he still had to go.

"Fortunately, that woman doesn't seem to be too bad, she did help me a lot, she seems to need help now, I should return it."

"Ahh

He sighed, took advantage of his lunch break, and drove back to the police department in Jinwutong District, and came to the office of his superior, Inspector Toller.

"What? You're quitting?! ”

After Inspector Toller understood what he meant, he stood up with a bulging beer belly, and was so anxious that he spitted, "You can be promoted to sheriff this year, I will report all your names, do you know?!" ”

Harold was silent for a moment, and replied:

"Thank you for your support, but I really have a reason to quit."

"And the reason?" Inspector Toller followed with a loud question.

Harold didn't say anything more, but took the letter from Valera from his pocket and handed it to Inspector Toller.

There was a moment of silence in the office.

"Is this true?" Inspector Toller's voice was much quieter, "Are you sure it's not a hoax?" ”

Harold nodded, "It's true." ”

"Smack!"

Inspector Toller's large hand slapped Harold on the shoulder with a loud noise.

This kind of strength, if it were an ordinary person, at least it would have to be shaken, and Harold took it without changing his face.

"Okay, you guy!"

"I hooked up with a noble lady quietly...... The West End of Beckland, where the aristocracy and the wealthy merchants lived. ”

"I understand your thoughts," Inspector Toller slapped Harold's palm on the shoulder a few more times, "if this happens to me, well...... I've got to think about ......."

He returned the letter to Harold and asked with a "you know" expression:

"How's it going, are you pretty? Old? ”

Harold took the letter, did not respond to Inspector Toller's expression, and stated the facts in a flat tone, "Very young and beautiful. ”

"I hope so." Inspector Toller apparently did not believe it.

He shook his head, sat back in his chair, and rummaged through three drawers in a row, leaking a lot of documents to the bottom, and then it turned into a standard resignation form, which was slapped on the table when Harold picked up the papers.

"Now that you've figured it out, let's fill it in."

"The whole process takes at least a week and a maximum of a month."

Harold got up, put the papers he had picked up on the table, picked up the pen on the side, and began to fill out the form.