a scientific pirate

Chapter 12
Mo Fei thinks that as a person, he should have a basic IQ. For example, a "noble person" whose status is so "noble" that he can make other people impromptu and have ulterior motives, when he is in a relatively dangerous environment with no security During the middle, he should know how to conceal his identity.

If the facts fit Mo Fei's common sense guess, how did the old man know the identity of "Mr. Prince"?
Anyway, after chatting for a while, Mo Fei chose to leave, and he decided to stay away from that person.

After a little later, he went to the restaurant on the ship to eat something to fill his stomach.Mo Fei's boat ticket does not include meal coupons, and the food provided in the restaurant on board can be described as unpalatable and expensive... The main side dish is only salted fish.

Salted fish is just salted fish, well cooked is also delicious, Mo Fei is a fisherman, so he is very professional in this respect.But the salted fish on this boat tasted like those fish had beriberi in their lifetime.

But there is one thing to say, although the food is unpalatable, but compared with the devil fruit Mo Fei once ate, this thing is considered a delicacy.

Mo Fei understood that there was nothing new and novel about crossing the sea in this slow sailing boat, and the whole process seemed very boring and doing nothing.

There are no entertainment facilities on the boat, so if two people board the boat, a man and a woman, it will easily become three people when they disembark.

After dinner, Mo Fei left the dining room and returned to the cabin. At this time, wind lights had been hung on the bow and stern of the ship, and the lights vaguely illuminated the outline of the sailing ship. This should be to avoid mingling with other ships when sailing at night. Collision... Although Mo Fei felt that the visibility on the sea was very limited at night because of the fog, so such lights might not be able to play a big role.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the sea breeze is stronger at night than during the day, so the speed of the boat seems to be faster.

After returning to the cabin, Mo Fei lay down on the narrow single bed, accompanied by the flickering dim candles in the lampshade embedded in the wall of the ship plank, the sound of the wind outside and the creaking planks of the ship squeezing each other After a while, he fell asleep... Apart from sleeping, he really had nothing to do.

Originally, he thought that this kind of boring life on the ship would be repeated for many days, but what he didn't expect was that things would soon usher in a change.

In the middle of the night after only one day on the voyage, Mo Fei was awakened from his sleep by the disturbing noise. He opened his eyes suddenly, listened carefully for a while, put on his coat, put on his backpack and went to the deck Going up...whether it's hitting a rock or something else, staying in a small cabin at this time is never the right choice.

And when he came to the deck, he found that many people had gathered here, and his first reaction was to raise his head, because something seemed particularly bright in the sky... something was burning.

It is the lookout on the mainmast.

The flames burning above reflected the mast like a big torch.

However, most of the crowd was pointing at the bottom of the mast at this time. When Mo Fei looked along the past, his eyes could not help but concentrate—he saw a person who died there, and his death looked a bit miserable.

That person should be the watchman on the ship, and he seemed to have accidentally fallen from the watchtower and died.

If you only talk about the fire, it can be said to be an accident, but if someone dies at the same time as the fire, then things are a little different.

The sea breeze tilted the flames burning on the mast greatly, the expressions of the people standing on the deck appeared and disappeared, and the voices of discussions seemed to disappear, everything seemed very strange.

The captain of the ship was surrounded by sailors. While arranging for people to put out the fire, he shouted to the crowd, "Please go back to the cabin, this is a small accident, and the fire will be put out soon... now stay in the On deck, if someone falls into the sea in the dark, that's the worst thing that can happen."

Passengers staying on the deck would only add to the chaos. While maintaining order, the captain secretly rejoiced that the fire was discovered early, otherwise the ship would lose power in the sea when the sails also burned.

The most important thing now is to put out the fire. As for whether this incident was accidental or man-made, all investigations such as this will wait until dawn.

Under the captain's order, the sailors began to drive away the passengers on the deck, and Mo Fei, who was mixed with the crowd, could only follow them into the cabin.

But after a few steps, he stopped suddenly.

At this time, someone in the crowd whispered, "I seem to have heard something, did you hear it?"

Well, Mo Fei not only heard the special sound mixed in the sea breeze, but even felt that this sound was familiar, because it was like this:

Boom~~ Boom!
The main mast of the sailing ship was hit by a cannonball, and then the upper half of the burning mast tore the sails and broke, and folded into the sea. Several sailors who were fighting the fire fell into the sea together. Mo Fei heard their voices Shouts and screams.

Mo Fei subconsciously turned to the direction from which the gunfire came, and then had to sigh "beautiful" in her heart.

It's not that there's anything commendable about this behavior, but it's a beautiful shot...he can't see the shadow of the enemy ship at all, which means that the ship is at least 200 meters away from the passenger ship.

The front-mounted smoothbore gun, the choppy sea, the moving target, the dark night, 200 meters, and one shot hit the mast. If these elements are combined, it can only be said that the opponent's artillery is superb and accurate.

Then Mo Fei suddenly realized that the fire just now was not necessarily to burn the sails, but to guide the enemy ship... No, it's still wrong.

Because if you want to force the ship to stop, the people on the ship can directly light the sails... There is no reason why you can light the bucket but not the sails, right?
Very bad taste, the other party is obviously just "playing".

After the main mast was broken, the speed of the passenger ship dropped sharply, and then two more shells hit the hull. Although no one was directly hit by the solid shells, some unlucky ones were hit by the flying wooden wedge nails. Then there were bursts of unbearable screams.

At this time, Mo Fei probably understood why so many people hated Roger the One Piece and the era he created—it seemed that encountering pirates at sea was not an accident, but a very common thing.

Everyone was just eating hot pot and singing, and suddenly they were robbed by pirates. Who can ask for reason?

No, the one who sang was actually a pirate.

In the night, the shadow of another ship slowly emerged behind the passenger ship.

The reckless and carefree singing of the pirates also reached Mo Fei's ears.

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