One Piece: The Magician

"That's basically it."

After finishing all the plans, Sherlock, who was a little thirsty, took a sip of water and pushed up his glasses slightly.

There was silence in the room, and everyone looked at the magician with a strange expression, as if they were looking at a Neptune in human form.

Is this really the human brain?

Rather than talking about a plan just now, Sherlock was reading the script of a play, directed by Sherlock.

Navy, King's Army, Rebel Army, Baroque Studio, Revolutionary Army, World Government, fruit abilities, time, weather, environment, people's hearts. Sherlock has used almost everything he can.

"You guys, you have really been planning to deal with Crocodile like this since Little Garden. I'm sorry. You are so calculating. No wonder your Flash Gold Merchant Guild was able to dominate the East China Sea."

Sanji lit a cigarette with a strange expression on his face, took a deep breath to calm down his shock, and continued: "Also, will things really develop as you planned? After all, many situations are your guesses."

"I can't guarantee [-]%, but there is still a success rate of more than [-]%." Sherlock nodded slightly, and then pointed to the thick pile of information on the table:

"Associating and inferring the known information, and then making inductive analogies based on the actual situation, peeling off the cocoons, following the clues, and deducing step by step, the final result is very close to the real situation."

"Moreover, even if the facts are different from my plan, the result is good. Because the situation in this country can't be worse now, can it?"

After hearing this, Nami and others looked at each other and nodded involuntarily.

Indeed, if Sherlock said it was true, not only could the casualties of this war be minimized, but the Sand Crocodile could also be dragged into a decisive situation.

"But, Sherlock." Usopp wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had just been frightened by the sorcerer's extremely bold plan: "If the plan is really successfully implemented, then we don't have to go to Alba at all. That’s it, the navy will help us solve this problem anyway.”

Nami nodded hurriedly: "Yes, and we are also pirates, and we are also the targets of the navy."

"So, the success rate is only [-]%." Sherlock explained to the two of them: "Although I have considered almost all aspects, due to intelligence and time constraints, there are still many problems that need to be prevented. "

"For example, the real purpose of the Sand Crocodile to seize power in this country. How could a Shichibukai care about money, power, and these mundane things? Why does that mysterious woman cooperate with him? This makes me very concerned." Said this, Xia Locke's eyes narrowed slightly, and a mature and sexy beautiful figure flashed through his mind.

"And, the most important point." The corners of Sherlock's mouth raised slightly, revealing a helpless smile: "Didn't that idiot say that he must beat Crocodile away with his own hands? Naturally, I want to give him this opportunity. "

"Uh" After hearing the last reason, everyone showed a look of understanding.

Also, they absolutely cannot change what Luffy, a stubborn idiot, decided.

Who made him the captain of the Straw Hat Pirates?

"Speaking of which," Zoro looked at the empty seats next to him, grinned, and asked everyone with a black look on his face: "Did any of you see where Luffy went?"

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Sherlock and others were shocked. They were busy discussing the battle plan just now, but they didn't notice that the stupid captain had sneaked away at some point.

-Image mirror.

Sherlock waved his hand lightly, and with a thought, the map on the table rippled, and then turned into the scene outside.

At this time, the sandstorm has stopped, and their Captain Funny is digging hard in a sand pit with Uncle Doto. Looking at his excited look, it seems that digging a pit here is more enjoyable than listening to Sherlock talk nonsense. Much more interesting

"This idiot" saw this scene, and everyone present looked dumbfounded.

It was really too difficult for an idiot like Luffy to listen to other people's long speeches.

it's getting dark.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is huge, and compared to the scorching heat during the day, the freezing temperatures at night are even more unsuitable for traveling, so the Straw Hats plan to spend the night in Yuba and start dividing their forces to fight early tomorrow morning.

Sherlock was sitting alone on the roof of a long-abandoned house, looking up at the sky, his dark eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

Pat pat pat, the sound of soft footsteps came from far to near.

"So you are here, glasses." Weiwei looked at the magician who was looking up at the stars, walked to him and sat down on the spot.

A gust of fragrant wind blew by, and Sherlock glanced at the blue-haired girl sitting next to him, and said softly: "Don't go out if you are wearing such thin clothes, otherwise it will be difficult to catch a cold."

As if sensing the concern in Sherlock's words, Weiwei smiled warmly. She didn't say anything, but leaned closer to Sherlock.

"" Sherlock sighed, and then thought about it.

- Mirror reflection.

Ripples appeared around the blue-haired girl, reflecting all the coolness from the outside world.

"Hehe, thank you~" Weiwei hugged her knees and gathered her whole body together. Then she tilted her head and looked at the man beside her: "What are you doing? Glasses."

"I'm looking at the stars." Sherlock tilted his head slightly and replied: "The stars in the desert at night are very charming, aren't they?"

Blinking her big bright eyes, Weiwei immediately raised her head and looked at the night sky that she had seen countless times.

The night sky in the desert is like a navy blue curtain, dotted with twinkling stars, which makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

"Yes, it's really beautiful." Weiwei's eyes were shining brightly. For some reason, the girl suddenly felt that today's night sky was particularly charming.

The man and woman just sat on the roof without saying a word, quietly admiring the stars in the sky. A cold night wind blew by, but the two of them were not aware of it because they were protected by the mirror. It was so quiet that the two of them could even slightly hear each other's heartbeats.

"Thank you so much for what happened during the day." Weiwei suddenly lowered her head shyly: "Also, I shouldn't have hit you, I'm sorry."

"I should be the one to apologize. I went too far." Sherlock subconsciously touched his chest. He had to say that Weiwei looked thin and frail, but in fact her hands were very strong. It's really not small.

Speaking of this, Weiwei couldn't help but think of the last words of the magician at that time, so she asked with a strange look: "Well, glasses, do you really think I am a, a stupid girl?"

""

Sherlock was silent for a moment, pushed up his glasses with an embarrassed look on his face, turned his head and said softly: "The moon is so round today."

"Well" the sorcerer's default attitude immediately made Weiwei turn into a cute face because of anger, but then she giggled again.

The girl's laughter was very pleasant, like the sound made by some kind of wind chimes in the wind.

"That's right, in your eyes, no matter how smart a woman is, she can only be regarded as a stupid girl." Thinking of Sherlock's amazing plan before, Weiwei said with relief.

Sherlock didn't reply. He silently looked up at the stars in the sky, his expression becoming more and more focused.

Looking at Sherlock's focused expression, a complicated expression flashed across Princess Wei Wei's face.

I don’t know why, but Weiwei can always find a long-lost sense of security around Sherlock. That kind of extremely reassuring feeling makes the blue-haired girl who has been worried about her country all these years particularly obsessed with her. .

He is powerful, handsome, has excellent temperament, elegant manners, superior intelligence, etc. Sherlock, who combines these advantages, is naturally a man who is very popular with girls.

And how did his shadow enter Weiwei's heart?

Maybe the reason why I fell in love with him is because of this inexplicable sense of security.

Princess Weiwei suddenly recognized the problem that had troubled her for a long time, and her beautiful face was suddenly filled with tenderness like water.

Not knowing where she got the courage, the blue-haired girl suddenly held Sherlock's hand, and at the same time gently rested her little head on the sorcerer's shoulder.

The two people intertwined their fingers, just like the warm and soft reliance of two gradually calming hearts. In this desolate desert and under the sky full of stars, they looked particularly tender and romantic.

Feeling the warmth from the palm of her hand, Weiwei's fair and pretty face suddenly turned red. She was both shy about her bold move and secretly happy that Sherlock didn't refuse.

Sherlock, who was looking at the stars, suddenly stiffened, then returned to his natural state. He silently felt the sweat-covered slender catkin in his hand without making a sound, and his eyes under the lenses shone with a strange look.

This scene seems familiar

One night many years ago, a pair of golden boys and girls sat on the roof of their house, holding hands and looking up at the stars.

"There are so many stars in the sky," the silver-haired little Lolita exclaimed cutely, "How many stars are there in the sky, Charlotte?"

The black-haired young lady answered without thinking: "One thousand five hundred and four hundred and twenty-five hundred and ninety-nine thousand five hundred and three."

The innocent silver-haired little loli looked at her brother who had a calm face in great shock: "Hey, hey, no, you know all this."

"If you don't believe it," Xiao Zhengtai said calmly: "You can just count it yourself."

"Uh." The silver-haired little loli almost fell off the roof when she heard this. Only then did she realize that she had been tricked by this unscrupulous brother again.

"Lisanna"

After Sherlock came back to his senses, he let out a soft moan and looked a little sad.

"Huhu" the girl next to her made a strange sound.

Raising his eyebrows, Sherlock turned around and found that at some point, Weiwei had fallen asleep against him. She was sleeping very soundly, and she was snoring slightly and cutely. Under the bright moonlight, the blue-haired girl looked so beautiful. The beautiful sleeping face is even more elegant and refined.

And even if she fell asleep, Weiwei's slender little hand was still held so tightly, as if she was silently expressing her attachment to Sherlock.

"What a silly girl." Sherlock pushed up his glasses in a funny way, with a soft light in his eyes.

ps: Finally we can hold hands, it can only be held hands

This is what I mean by ambiguity. I don’t know what book friends think. It doesn’t matter if it’s not good. Anyway, emotional scenes are just occasional adjustments.

The subsequent plot development should be different from the original work. After all, do I want to reflect the role of Sherlock as a strategist? It would be too fake if it remains the same as the original work.

I hope book lovers will like it.