Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 132 Chapter 129

The time of the transaction was set five days later, and Wilder and the three people in the room exchanged contact information and walked out of the room.

The three people left in the room looked at his back, recovered their senses and looked at each other, tongue-tied, but didn't know what to say.

The development of the matter was somewhat beyond their expectations. The middle-aged man who is the apparent boss of Kelon Auction House just wants to be quiet now.

After Wilder said those words, they actually understood and couldn't refuse.

The reason is very simple. Rejection means that the exposure here will definitely become a fact, and there is absolutely no possibility that there are any multiple-choice questions that are impossible.

Compared with the series of changes brought about by the exposure and the subsequent impact on the plan, cooperation is the only option.

In fact, it is because there is no choice.

After making a choice, one of the two cloaked men went to the corner and dialed the phone bug to report the situation.

Of course, Wilder had already left at this time.

"You guys have done a good job. If you have the opportunity, you can deepen your cooperation with him." When the response came from the phone, the three people in the room were stunned.

how come?
Why should we continue to deepen the cooperation instead?
"Consultant, that...is unclear, and we don't know him at all, will it be..." the cloaked man said stutteringly.

"Yes, that's why we need to deepen cooperation."

"Huh?" The three of them were completely dumbfounded.

"Hahaha! Don't worry, as long as the munitions provided by the other party satisfy us, is it cooperation with whom? As for not understanding, won't you understand after the cooperation continues? Can we have a stable munitions channel in the East China Sea, isn't this ours? Have you always wanted it? Although what we do is great, it is contrary to these things that bring disasters, but at the same time, we also need these things that cause disasters to create greatness!" The voice on the other end of the phone bug sounded young, But with an inconsistent sophistication and domineering.

Immediately, these words shocked the three of them.

"Yes, I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, the three of them couldn't come back to their senses. After a long pause, one of them said, "Do you think... will he be caught? The outside is surrounded by the navy."

Yes!

The other two looked at each other, shocked, why didn't they think of this just now, the other party is alone!How do I get out of here? !
This... If the other party was really arrested by the navy, and I waited for someone to report the matter to them just now, and then explained that the cooperation was over when the other person was arrested, wouldn't this be playing tricks on purpose? !
Thinking of this, the three of them couldn't calm down anymore.

"Quick, quick, isn't there external surveillance? Open all the internals! Open them all!" The middle-aged man called back and forth vigorously, and finally came to his senses and remembered that he was the owner of this room and Only he can control the monitoring, and suddenly he rushed over and pressed a series of buttons on the console.

The three of them gathered together and nervously watched the monitor screen.

Outside, at the auction site, the navy's search was still going on. The young host called the security personnel to stabilize the mood of the guests, and at the same time communicated with the navy.

"You mean no one wearing a black cloak has come here?" Flying Squirrel stared at the young host with a blazing gaze, without any expression on his face.

"Yes, Lieutenant General." The young host kept smiling and said calmly.

"I'll search for a while." The flying squirrel looked at him for a while, and then said lightly. After all, he also knew that he was disturbing other people's business. The people here are also trying to save time, so that they can operate normally, and there is still some capacity for flying squirrels.

"Okay." The young host didn't say much, turned around and walked to a place after nodding, but couldn't help but worry about where that person went.

He also saw Wilder leave just now, and thought that the other party was just going to the toilet or something, although he also winked at the nearby guards to tell him to follow, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

But now that I think about it, is it because the other party hasn't come back for so long because... Is it my own?Did you go to the "boss" with the mission?

That's why he just lied that he hadn't met that person. After all, if it was one of his own, it would hurt him if he said it.

The navy's search didn't stop at the auction venue, but also penetrated into the interior of the auction house, but in the end they didn't find the target person.

As for that room, it is not something ordinary people can find.

Flying Squirrel frowned and waved his hand, the navy came in like a tide, and receded like a tide.

"Huh!" Seeing Hai Hai exit the auction venue, the three people in the room all heaved a sigh of relief and felt relieved.After all, if the other party is really caught, it will not be good for them. On the contrary, it may be exposed, which is what they don't want to see.

Fortunately, everything was safe and sound.

"But how did he leave?"

"Ghost knows, maybe he hasn't left yet, but is hiding? There must be a way for such a person to escape the search, and it's useless for us to worry." The middle-aged man returned to his weak look.

The other two rolled their eyes in unison, and the matter was considered over.

……

On the other hand, Wilder has indeed left. The naval blockade may be a real problem for other people with the same level of combat power as him, but it is like a joke to him.
As long as it is not in the situation of being watched by people from the beginning, such as the situation at the top, it is because he is stared at him by the yellow monkey that he has no chance to take the lead, but like the situation just now, Wilder himself can say euphemistically: 100% is useless.

As long as he is not seen in advance, he can pass through the encirclement unimpeded all the way just by burrowing into the ground, which no one has ever imagined.

Of course, for the sake of concealment and avoiding identity exposure, Wilder specially restored the swampy underground passage to its original state before leaving.

In this way, no one is aware of it, and no one can know his identity.

"But this island can't be stayed now, and there are too many people talking about it, so it's hard to inform Claire and the others. It seems that we can only find an island to hide, and find an island not far from here. That's fine. Know what's going on here at all times."

After thinking about it for a while, Wilder gave up the idea of ​​calling Black Snake now, and planned to inform them about the arms deal after arriving at a nearby island.

All the way was unimpeded, and Wilder got into the ground when he encountered a place where the navy appeared, and came out from a place where there was no navy.

Soon, he arrived at the pier, put on the clothes he brought along, Wilder hid the black robe in the innermost part, put on a mask, and walked onto a merchant ship with his head held high.

The navy around took a look at Wilder, hesitated for a while, and finally did not follow.

"Where are you going?" The owner of the fleet would not dislike the idea of ​​carrying "passengers" as a merchant ship left the dock. After all, who would not want to make money?
"What do you think is the closest island to here?" Due to his taller than ordinary people and wearing a mask, Wilder's appearance at this time has a strong sense of oppression.

The questioning crew took a few steps back, swallowed unconsciously, turned their eyes away from Wilder, whistled in a relaxed manner, and said, "I know that, White Crow Island."

Speaking of which, the crew gave Wilder a strange look: "Why are you going there? I heard that it doesn't seem to be very good there recently."

"What?" Wilder's deep voice came from under the mask.

"Well... I don't know the specifics, but I heard that something happened." The crew member muttered to himself, it was undoubtedly a chatterbox.

"I see, thank you." Wilde took out a stack of Baileys that were neither too thick nor too thin from his pocket, and stuffed them into the hands of the already stunned chattering crew.

"Ka... ka..." The speaking crew seemed to have their throats stuck, and stared blankly at the stack of large-denomination Baileys in their arms. It took a long time to recover, and they were so excited that they couldn't be more excited: " Thank you! Thank you, sir! I promise to serve only you, sir!"

Uh...money.

Under the mask, Wilder smiled mockingly, shook his head, turned and walked away, but his voice reached the ears of the chattering crew: "Just go to White Crow Island, and arrange a room for me."

"Yes, sir! Yes, sir!" Accompanied by the unwavering shout, there was a sound of footsteps standing at attention behind him, and Will knew without turning his head that the other party must be licking a dog at this time .

The effect of money has infinite possibilities, and it didn't take long for Wilde to lie down on a comfortable and spacious bed.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep, without saying a word all the way.

Half a day later, White Crow Island was in sight.

From a distance, Baiyao Island, as its name suggests, looks like a white crow.

white crow...

"What a contradiction."

After the ship docked, Wilde got off the ship among the crowd following the flow of people disembarking.

He found a hotel to stay in, and in the room Wilde dialed the phone number of Black Snake headquarters.

"Claire, inform the munitions factory to speed up the production of guns and artillery, two days later..." After telling Claire about the transaction, Wilder hung up the phone.

Afterwards, Wilder planned to go out for a while. After all, he has nothing to do here now, and he came here only to avoid the search of the navy. At the same time, because he is close to the island, he can know the situation there at any time.

There are towns on the island, which are divided into inner city and outer city. The place where Will lives now is in the outer city.The style and humanities are generally the same as other places, similar with minor differences.

However, when Wilder walked from the outer city to the inner city, his frown stopped.

The closer you get to the inner city, the fewer people around you, until you get close to the city gate, the surrounding area is empty and desolate.

The rolled paper on the ground was blown by the wind, turned a few times, and landed not far away again.

The dilapidated atmosphere permeated outside the city gate.

"It's like two completely separated places, one is prosperous and the other is gloomy. What happened here?" He thought of what the crew member said before he came.

While thinking, his eyes shifted, and Wilder looked at a corner outside the city gate.

A small figure curled up in a corner with its feet in its arms, half-covering its head, looking at Wilder with two bright black eyes.

Her face should be dirty with snot and ashes, her clothes are worn out and don't fit well, she should be one size smaller than her, with two weather-beaten calves exposed under the half-broken trouser legs, It is covered with white scale-like dander, and there are traces of blood coagulated on it. A discerning eye can tell that it is caused by frostbite.

If you ignore these... maybe a cute child.

thought Wilder.

But he didn't intend to do anything. If he was eating now and had a few breads in his hand, then Wilder wouldn't mind throwing one to her.

But he didn't, and it wasn't time for dinner, he wouldn't go to town to buy a bag of bread for her.

"That..." The crisp voice sounded weakly.

Wilder lowered his head and looked at the little man standing in front of him, who was less than his knees, with a flat gaze.

It's a girl... about five or six years old.

"Hello, Uncle..." The girl raised her small hand with a little baby fat and wiped her face vigorously, then raised her head, trying to make the smile on her face look more pleasing: "Can you give me something to eat?"

The little hands pinched the hem of the clothes, trying hard to hide the tension.

"Sorry, I don't have anything to eat." Wilder looked at her indifferently for a while, then looked away, his voice was as calm as his eyes.

"That...it's okay." The little girl was obviously a little disappointed, but she quickly shook her head and showed a bright smile.

"Then uncle...goodbye." Said weakly, the little girl covered her concave belly, lowered her head, and turned around with disappointment, her thin figure looked very helpless.

"Don't go in, uncle, there are bad people inside."

When Wilder stared at the little girl's back and walked towards that corner with a stagger that didn't belong to her, she saw her figure paused, turned around, her thin brows were frowned, and she had a small smile on her face. The adult's expression gave an order.

The gate of the inner city is not locked, and it can be easily pushed open to allow people to walk in. When Wilde walked over, his eyes glanced to the side, and he happened to see the little girl curled up in a corner again. Wilde was about to open the door, and secretly raised half of his head to look over. His eyes were worried, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak. Seeing Wilde looking over, he quickly buried his head under his knees.

Without saying anything, Wilder withdrew his gaze, pushed open the door, and walked in.

After Wilder walked in, the little girl in the corner raised her head secretly before the city gate closed, hesitated for a moment, and slipped into the gate.

The two didn't run into each other, and Wilder disappeared in place the moment he stepped through the door.

"This place is not right." Frowning slightly, Wilder stood on a roof, overlooking the empty street below.

"Shusha..." At this moment, the voice came from the corner of the street.

(End of this chapter)