Pirate's Doom Follows

Chapter 49 A New Destination (Happy New Year Everyone!!!)

Where the sea and the sky meet, a bright red sun jumps out.

The city of seven waters ushered in a new day.

The streets that had been silent all night became bustling again. The Blues pulled the guests through the waterway full of energy, and the noisy noise rang through the streets and alleys again.

The police officers who had been in trouble yesterday afternoon were listlessly laying on the desks of the office to catch up on sleep. After working for a long time, they failed to find the target. The war started, and dozens of brothers died as a result, and they were busy finishing the report even at night.

I'm really dying of exhaustion.

Fortunately, the boss didn't drive them out with a whip this morning to continue looking for someone. Everyone tacitly pretended to forget about this incident, sleeping and eating, and doing what they should do.

Sheriff's Office, Commissioner's Office.

"Speak! Tell me about all the underground forces in this city."

Lu Qi occupied the director's seat, and the poor bald director nestled in the corner, not daring to move, quietly watching these evil spirits rushing in with the mayor's warrant occupying his office, interrogating himself like a prisoner underlings,
The old policeman with a gray beard took a sneak peek at the Director General who was squatting in the corner with a small and transparent appearance. He immediately understood that the black suits in front of him were big men he couldn't afford to provoke, and immediately dumped the two or two goods in his stomach like beans in a bamboo tube. All poured out.

"The Black Rose in the upper city, the Dilling Brotherhood in the East Street, and the Franky House in the Back Street, these three parties are the largest underground forces today. The Black Rose mainly launders money for some rich and nobles, and does some black work. The Lin Brotherhood is smuggling and reselling contraband, as for the Frankie House..."

Speaking of this, the old police officer hesitated before saying: "They like to snatch pirate ships and dismantle them, and sell them to shipbuilding companies..."

"Ok?"

Lu Qi couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

The first two are so normal, why did the style of the last one suddenly change?Grab a pirate ship?Ship breaking?Sell ​​to a shipbuilding company?What kind of excellent operation is this?

Is this something that gangsters should do?

Facing Lu Qi's powerful gaze, the old police officer shrank his neck, and cursed in his heart, those perverts in Frankie's house love to break ships, what can he do?
"Black Rose, Dilling Brotherhood, Frankie House...check them all for me."

Lu Qi's voice was very cold, and the murderous aura was blowing like a frosty wind, the poor Director was about to pee his pants.

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Dr. Lugo's clinic.

Room.

"Leo, your injury is still too early to heal! If you act recklessly now, the wound will easily open."

"I said, what are you in a hurry for?"

"...Is it related to the group of black suits who appeared in the blue station that Kiwi, Moz and the others mentioned?"

Dr. Lugo looked at Leo who was directing the nurse Connie to help pack his luggage, and earnestly persuaded Leo to stay for two days to recover from his injuries. He received an order from the headquarters and tried his best to help Leo and Atlas This pair of brothers with mysterious identities seeks to deepen their friendship.

Atlas stood by the door holding a large bone and gnawed hard. He was about to go on the road again, and before that, he had to eat two more bites to save some nutrition.

Leo looked at Dr. Lugo who was looking forward to him, and smiled helplessly, "I'm sorry! If possible, I actually want to take care of him for two more days, but since Lu Qi and the others have come, they will check it out sooner or later. , continue to stay, it will only lead to bigger troubles."

"Lucci? Those black suits?"

"That's right." Leo nodded, and asked suddenly: "Speaking of which, didn't Sabo tell you my identity?"

"That... I forgot to ask."

Dr. Lugo scratched his head in embarrassment.

Leo: "..."

"Well, it doesn't matter, let me tell you straight! Atlas and I are members of the original CP9."

"CP9? The CP9 who engaged in assassination?" Dr. Lu Ge shrank to the corner, looking at Leo in horror.

The nurse who was filling the box with medicine was also standing stiffly by the table, her hand holding the medicine bottle was trembling.

For the Revolutionary Army, the CP department is quite disgusting. This loyal running dog of the world government originally dealt with some shady things, but with the rise of the Revolutionary Army, it gradually evolved into an army used to combat revolution. The troops of the revolutionary army and the cadres of the revolutionary army who died under the CP can be counted in three digits.

Especially for revolutionary army cadres who are not good at fighting, they really turn pale when they talk about CP, let alone CP9, the most vicious among them.

"Well! Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. Didn't you say that you are a member of the original CP9? Atlas and I are now CP9 traitors, and are being hunted down by those bastards from the original CP9, so please rest assured, I I wouldn't do anything rude to a friend who helped me."

"Then...that...you mean, the group of black suits mentioned by Kiwi and Moz are the current members of CP9?" Dr. Lugo asked tremblingly.

"Completely correct."

Leo really wanted to snap his fingers to praise Dr. Lugo's reasoning, but his left arm hurt like hell, and although his right arm was not seriously injured, he still didn't dare to move, because too much movement would easily affect his stomach and left arm. arm wound.

So he could only show a bright smile.

"Lu Qi and the others are professional agents. As long as they want to track down, they will be found out sooner or later. The group of perverts in the Frankie House are no match for Lu Qi and the others. For this reason, I must leave as soon as possible, doctor, understand right?"

Although CP9's current team has bastards like Gabra, big mouths like Owl, and freaks like Snuggle, the brains of Lu Qi, Kaku, and Kalifa are still very useful.

Supplemented by the power granted by the world government, as long as you have more patience and time, it will only be a matter of time before Frank House and Dr. Lugo are found out.

Therefore, Leo's choice is to leave before then.

He doesn't want to place the battlefield in the city. Although his bottom line has been lowered and lowered now, it has not been lowered to such a degree that he can't do such things to involve ordinary citizens in the battle.

"Goo! I see."

Dr. Lugo swallowed his saliva, nodded vigorously, not dissuading Leo from staying to recuperate, and gave up this dangerous idea.

"...Miss Connie, there is no need to put the sword in the box."

After the nurse helped to hang Funkfried on his left waist, Leo continued: "By the way, doctor, have you collected the thing I asked you to do before?"

"This is very simple, it has been collected, here it is."

Dr. Lugo took out a small box from his pocket, opened the box, and found a glass spherical object with a magnetic needle inside, pointing straight to the east.

"Alabasta was originally a superpower on the great route. There are many businessmen and tourists going there. Alabasta's permanent pointer is not very rare. You can get it as long as you pay the starting price!"

"Oh! Thanks a lot!"

Leo thanked Dr. Lugo, took the permanent pointer to Alabasta, and put it away carefully.

Sailing a ship on a great voyage, without a recording pointer or a permanent pointer, it is impossible to travel at all.

Their defection happened too suddenly this time, and they didn't have time to take anything away. Some books, playthings, even a few permanent pointers and his bank passbook he collected were all thrown on Judicial Island. It can be said that he is now is penniless.

Even the luggage that Miss Connie was helping to pack was actually the wound medicine, bandages, and some change of clothes and belongings that Dr. Lugo had prescribed for him.

Every time he thinks about such unfortunate accidents, only stroking Finkfried on his waist can bring him such a sliver of warmth and comfort.

Compared with the personal property that was destroyed along with the collapse of the tower of justice, the value of this famous sword is a hundred times, or even a thousand times.

　It’s Chinese New Year, I wish you all more money in your pockets and less meat on your body, and I also wish you all singles like the author can successfully leave the group this year... (laughing and crying)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)