Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 385 Alex's Legacy Ship

Crashing, Fu Jiang pulled up the dusty and dirty rolling door, and walked straight into the building.

If he guessed correctly, this is the gentleman's exclusive dock.

Judging from the surrounding terrain and building appearance, this is an underground dock.

Since such a place is abandoned, there is no reason why it should not be sold or remodeled.

So the best explanation is that this underground dock belongs to that gentleman.

All the boats parked here are the gentleman's boats.

Fu Jiang was about to choose that gentleman's private boat, and he was neither happy nor excited.

He only felt fear, that gentleman was a first-class rich man.

Don't the luxury cruise rewards really become his big money grabber?

Fu Jiang secretly made up his mind that he would choose the worst one.

Fu Jiang descended the steps in the darkness and reached the lowest level.

There is no trace of organizational technology here. If the FBI finds out about this place, they will definitely rush in and drive away all the gentleman's boats.

If it can't drive away, it will be blown up.

"Fu, Jiang, He, Huan."

The radio in the underground dock blares an ugly synthetic sound.

Fu Jiang ignored it, opened the biggest rolling door a crack, and got in from below.

He might still underestimate it.

It's too big, this is not an underground dock, this is simply an underground port.

How much did the gentleman pay for the land?By the way, can ports be privatized?
It should work, because it's pretty cool.

Fu Jiang glanced at the ships moored in the underground port.

It is roughly estimated that there are hundreds of sailing ships, cruise ships, and warships from various countries and countries parked here.

Well, of course, more than ninety of them are just small boats, old and not as big as modern ships.

Many of them should no longer be opened, and the commemorative significance is far higher than the actual significance.

Fu Jiang made a new decision. He wanted to choose the most broken ship among the large ships that could be sailed.

"You are deaf, like your grandpa."

The sound came from the broadcasting device behind it, and it was still harsh and ugly synthetic sound.

Fu Jiang frowned, "Turn off the voice changer."

His hearing was sharper than average and more discerning, and the poorly synthesized sound hurt his cochlea.

"And, just as rude."

This time it's not harsh synth sounds, but smooth synth sounds.

"Hope you're not pickier than your grandpa."

"This voice is acceptable." Fu Jiang replied.

"I'm glad I don't have to make a beautiful voice just for you." The synthesized voice was full of yin and yang.

It may also be that after being influenced by the system, Fu Jiang became more sensitive.

"You can use your own voice, sir." Fu Jiang pressed his top hat and became more polite.

The synthetic voice laughed softly, "My voice is even uglier than you imagined."

"You can try to apply my beauty products on your throat." Fu Jiang suggested sincerely.

He has not tested whether his ointment has any effect on the inside of the body.

"Thank you for your concern, I will try."

A sentence came out from the broadcasting device, whether it was true or not.

That gentleman is indeed acquainted with Fu Jiang's grandfather, so he understands these different ways of thinking very well.

He easily judged that there was no irony or malice in Fu Jiang's words, but he really thought so.

Just like people don't understand why cats die after eating chocolate, Fu Jiang doesn't think there is anything wrong with his suggestion.

For a race that drinks formalin like wine, that gentleman will give the utmost tolerance to Fu Jiang's way of thinking that is different from ordinary people.

"It's a pity, child, I can't come to see you in person, and you won't blame me, because you know the reason very well."

This is Fu Jiang's first contact with that gentleman, and excess trust will only appear hypocritical.

That gentleman knows that Fu Jiang can control people's hearts, and he will not let him get close to him.

"Of course, but I still have to say, you can always trust me." Fu Jiang didn't know if the owner of the synthetic voice could see it, but he still puffed up his chest, "I'm on your side."

"Hehe, forever. In this world, there will never be forever. Demons are slaughtered, blood races will age, and monsters have become a page that has been erased from history. Soul suckers are also doomed."

"Then what's the point of the medicine you invented?" Fu Jiang sneered.

"My medicine will allow human beings to grasp 'forever and ever'. This will be an evolution, just like from the Stone Age to the Bronze Age, human beings will not stop the pace of progress."

The voice of the synthetic voice was actually faintly proud.

"The steps are a bit big." Fu Jiang commented.

"But someone has to take that step, and there has to be a pioneer."

The old radio equipment vibrated slightly.

"In history and fantasy, human beings always put themselves in a small and weak position, use their cowardly brains to praise the greatness of ancient civilizations, and fear the invasion from aliens and those who fail, how ridiculous .”

The synthetic voice sighed, "This is an excuse for internal fighting, and it is also the root cause, Hehuan, don't you think so?"

Fu Jiang has nothing to say, that gentleman seems a little crazy, and his goal seems to be on the evolution of human beings and the battle of the stars.

Isn't it old and confused?For this purpose, do rum and gin know?

Although Fu Jiang did not speak, this did not prevent the gentleman who usually had no chance to speak to continue talking.

"I already know something about you. They call you a capitalist. Do you think so?"

Fu Jiang twitched the corner of his mouth, "I hate capitalists."

"That's right, capital is a symbol of plunder, but what you did satisfies me more than Kenzo Masuyama, he is timid.

"But you are different. In your eyes, you have never divided regions, countries, and races. Your plunder is everything except you, not the grass beside the rabbit's nest."

The synthetic voice paused for a while, "Greed, one of the powers you ghosts possess, but when you stand on top of the world and lose your goal, where should your greed go?"

The synthetic voice sighed, "There are only two roads, the starry sky, and the brand new human beings."

"Stop, I'm just here to pick a boat."

The synthetic voice paused, and continued after a while: "Choose."

Fu Jiang picked out his ears casually, how could that gentleman speak so well, his ears were so callused.

Small action, big damage.

For a long time afterwards, the gentleman did not make any sound.

Walking around the dock, Fu Jiang took a fancy to a super luxurious and magnificent cruise ship.

Damn it, I obviously wanted to choose the worst one.

"Have you made your choice?"

Just as Fu Jiang was about to answer, he suddenly frowned.

He reached into his collar and pulled out a key.

A rusty key with a devil's head on the handle.

This is the key he got at Hongzi's house back then, and it seems to be the key left by his cheap grandfather.

He always hangs this key around his neck, hoping that it will play a role in guiding him to find the treasure left by the vampires.

But for a long time after that, the key was like a broken one, without any movement.

It even made Fu Jiang wonder if the hidden attraction he felt at the beginning was an illusion.

But now, he can be sure that this is not an illusion.

Fu Jiang stared straight at an old sailboat tens of meters away.

Fu Jiang quickly jumped off the luxury cruise ship and walked towards the sailing ship of the eighteenth century.

It was a two-masted sailing ship, small in size, similar to the Jackdaw of Assassin's Creed Black Flag, the type that Tomie didn't like.

It's dilapidated and unimposing, and it can't scare people even if it's a ghost ship.

If he had to choose an old-fashioned sailing ship, he would prefer a huge three-masted sailing ship with nearly a hundred cannons.

"You, do you want to choose it?" Obvious confusion can be heard in the synthesized voice.

"What is it?" Fu Jiang frowned.

The closer he got, the more he could feel the strong attraction.

This abnormal attraction has already begun to make him uneasy.

If the premonition of danger hadn't been triggered, he would have run far away from the sailboat.

"It may be a magic ship." The synthetic voice said uncertainly: "It may be your grandpa's ship."

"Maybe? Maybe?" Fu Jiang was stunned.

Is this actually impossible to determine?

"It's changed. It's different from the sailboat that Alex originally parked there, so I can't be sure if it has been replaced. Your grandpa always messes with my things. It's a mess."

Fu Jiang jumped on the board of the boat, looked up and down, and then walked up the creaking old wooden steps to the rudder.

He tried to turn it a few times, but couldn't turn it, even though he had used the limit of human strength.

"That ship cannot be driven or manipulated in any way, and its captain's room cannot be entered."

Fu Jiang walked down the wooden steps and stood directly in front of the captain's cabin door.

It's too obvious, the source of that attraction is just ahead.

Looking at the keyhole of the captain's cabin, Fu Jiang inserted the key deeply.

(End of this chapter)