One Piece: Shadow of the Navy

In the middle of the night, Cohen did not sleep on the bed. Instead, he moved a chair to the wall and sat against the wall in the dark.

In the darkness, Cohen had a cigarette in his mouth, but the cigarette was not lit. He was just holding it in his mouth, leaning on the chair with his hands folded, his head slightly lowered, as if he was dozing on the chair. .

"squeak"

Suddenly, a slight sound came from the window. Cohen was still sitting, without moving or making a sound. However, his slightly lowered head lifted up and looked towards the window.

A Le grabbed the window sill with his left hand, then used a little force to pull his body onto the window sill. He then pushed himself onto the window sill.

A Le squatted on the window sill, leaning against the glass. He drew the sickle in his right hand on the glass and turned it in a circle. Then, a piece of circular glass with a large outer edge and a small inner edge was scratched by his sickle. The position fell off.

A Le held the sliding round glass with his left hand, gently placed the glass on the window sill, then reached his left hand into the room through the glass hole, and opened the latch on the window.

During the whole process, Ah Le's movements were very gentle and he made almost no sound except when he scratched the glass with the sickle.

A Le used a little force on his hands to gently open the window to a gap. Then, he turned his body to one side and the person slipped into the room through the gap.

After entering the room, because the room was pitch dark, he couldn't see anything. Ah Le didn't know the specific situation in the room, so he didn't dare to move casually. Instead, he stood close to the wall and carefully felt the atmosphere in the room. .

In his feeling, there is indeed a breath in the house road, but he can't feel where the breath is coming from.

In this situation, Ah Le didn't know what was going on. He clung to the wall and tried his best to hide his figure.

Ale frowned and sensed it carefully, but it was still the same. There was an aura in the room, but he couldn't sense the specific location.

Ah Le didn't dare to be careless. Although he couldn't see anything in the dark night, he still looked around hard with his eyes open.

After a long time, Ah Le, who had been working in vain, had to give up this method, leaning against the wall and cautiously heading towards the head of the bed.

Although he couldn't see anything at night, he knew the placement of the furniture in Cohen's room.

If it was furniture like tables and chairs, Ale wasn't sure yet, but things like beds would not be moved under normal circumstances.

Sure enough, Ah Le quickly touched the edge of the bed. He didn't move rashly, but carefully felt the bed.

what happened?Why can't I sense his presence? Isn't it right that he's not in the room? There is indeed an aura in the room. It should be him, but where are the others?Can't sense it.

Because he couldn't sense Cohen's specific position, Ale didn't dare to directly touch the situation on the bed. He held the sickle in his hand and was hesitating whether to take action.

Just when A Le was hesitating, a soft "pop" sound suddenly rang in the room, followed by a dazzling light.

Suddenly from darkness to a bright world, A Le's eyes couldn't bear the strong light, so he closed them subconsciously.

But even though his eyes were closed, he did not stay where he was to be slaughtered. He blocked his eyes with his free left hand, blocking the strong light, and then returned to the wall at an extremely fast speed.

A Le leaned against the wall, covering his eyes with his left hand. The short-handled sickle in his right hand was facing forward and resting on his chest.

Cohen took his hand away from the light switch, but he was still sitting in the chair, not moving.

"This uninvited guest, what's the matter with you? You came to see me in the middle of the night." Cohen placed his left hand lightly on the handles of the two knives at his waist and looked at the wall. The young man standing spoke.

The scabbard on Cohen's waist passed under the armrest of the chair, and then pressed against the wall behind Cohen.

While Cohen was asking questions, Ah Le's eyes finally became familiar with the suddenly changed environment. Ah Le also moved his left hand away from his eyes and looked at Cohen with slightly blurred eyes.

How can it be?The person was actually there.

Looking at Cohen sitting under the wall, Ale couldn't help but feel nervous. It seemed that Cohen had been there for a while, and he might not have changed his position.

But he hadn't sensed anything wrong there before, as if there was no one there at all.

Cohen didn't say anything more. He took out a lighter from his pocket with his right hand, lit the cigarette that had been in his mouth for a long time, and took a deep breath.

Cohen looked at Ah Le carefully from top to bottom, "Looking at what you're wearing, you shouldn't be the 213th Uncertain Soldier, right?"

"Tell me, why did you come to me suddenly? And you came in this way." As he spoke, Cohen glanced at the window next to Ale and asked.

At this time, Cohen's originally closed window had been opened with a barely passable gap, and there was a round hole the size of a fist on the glass of the window in his ear.

After listening to Cohen's question, Ale's face became serious. The sickle in his right hand stood upright on his chest, and he leaned down slightly to face Cohen.

As if he didn't notice Ale's actions, Cohen continued to ask, "Looking at you, you seem to be quite familiar with this place, and you actually know where the beds are, but you are not a member of the 2113th branch of the Navy. Tell me, what's going on?"

Ale had no intention of answering Cohen's words, but his eyes kept searching for Cohen's body.

Suddenly, Ah Le, who was slightly crouching down, took a sudden step forward and rushed towards Cohen at an extremely fast speed. The sickle in his right hand slashed towards Cohen's neck.

"when"

Cohen held a navy-style sword in his left hand and held the knife across his chest to block Ale's sickle.

Seeing this, Ah Le also pressed the sickle with his left hand, and pressed the sickle down on Cohen with all his strength.

Cohen was still sitting in the chair, with the back of the chair leaning against the wall. He held the knife behind his back with his left hand and put his left elbow on the back of the knife, thus resisting Ale's full pressure.

"Hiss!" Cohen took a slight drag on the cigarette, and the smoke drifted out from the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk, it seems like I can't speak properly anymore." As soon as he finished speaking, Cohen retracted his left hand, and then pushed harder, sending Alle's head flying away, and he himself stood up from the chair. .