Pirate: This shooter is a bit fierce

"Darrow, are you saying...there's no water in Albana because someone's messing around?"

After listening to Darrow's words, Bridget slapped the palm of his hand heavily on the table, and said angrily, as a doctor, especially after experiencing lead-platinum disease in White Town, Bridget can't see people's lives being taken lightly. .

"But, is this possible?" Olbia asked suspiciously. In her opinion, it is completely impossible to control a city's well water to dry up and not rain for a long time.

"Of course it's possible!" Darrow replied firmly.

Darrow remembers well that in the original books there was something magical about the Alabasta region that could summon rain in one area at the cost of prolonged drought elsewhere.

"Dancing fans."

Before Darrow could speak, the well-informed Dr. Clover gave the answer in Darrow's mind, and then said with an ugly face: "Didn't that thing not appear for a long time after it was banned 70 years ago?" !"

"Then I don't know, but in the current situation, someone must be playing tricks." Darrow shrugged and said.

As a person who has received a nine-year compulsory education, Darrow doesn't believe in the "curse of the previous kings", so there must be people with ulterior motives who used dance powder on a large scale in Yuba, which led to the downwind Al This side of Bana has been in drought for a long time.

"Boo-boo!" Just as Darrow was speaking, the phone bug in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Daro, there is some clue to what you want me to investigate." After the call was connected, Sophia's voice came over.

"How's the situation?" Darrow raised his eyebrows, and at the same time made a silent gesture to the others in the room.

"Sure enough, as you expected, those merchants who transported water were instructed by a man named Juss."

"Jose is the largest slave owner and trader in the city of Yuba. It is said that his uncle is the first minister of the Kingdom of Alabasta - Yuhe." Sophia replied while resting her legs on the desk of the hotel.

"It seems that these two guys didn't run away." Darrow rubbed his chin and guessed, and then told Sophia a few words: "You guys help me investigate that guy named Juss, and by the way, look around Juba Is anyone producing a strange powder."

"Okay." Sophia agreed, and then said to Darrow: "After we finish our investigation, let's go to Albana to find you. The blueprint has been sent away by someone. There is nothing else. We just stay in Juba. idle."

Darrow raised his eyebrows, and thought of Aisha's naughty girl again, so he smiled and asked Sophia: "Didn't Aisha say that she would buy it in Juba?"

"It's raining, this shitty place is like the sky is leaking, it's raining every day." Aisha next to Sophia heard Darrow's words and rolled on the bed in depression.

"Okay, after you settle the matter, come to Albana." Darrow said with a smile.

"How is it?" Bridget asked eagerly after Darrow hung up the phone, and Olbia and the others also looked at Darrow with burning eyes.

"It's true that someone is playing tricks..." Darrow didn't hide it, and explained the whole story to several people.

"It's actually the minister of Alabasta who is playing tricks..." Olbia was a little at a loss when he heard Juhe's name.

On the other side, Dr. Clover took a deeper look, frowned and said in thought: "The minister named Juhe hyped up the rumors that Tikola offended the ancestors, gathered so many slaves, and drove the old, weak, sick and disabled into Albana, it looks like he's going to rebel."

"Then what shall we do?" Bridget asked, while looking at Darrow, the backbone of the team.

"Don't worry, we just need to ensure that our water source is sufficient, and we are definitely not the ones who are in a hurry." Darrow laughed, and then walked out the door with a wooden bucket storing water.

In the final analysis, it is still a water problem.

As long as the water source is sufficient and the rumor of the "magic pot" continues, the people of Albana will not panic, and those who sell water at high prices to reap the wealth of the people of Albana will certainly not sit still.

At that time, You He, who is hiding behind his back, will definitely jump out to make trouble for them.

…………

In the next few days, Bridger's watering continued, and more and more people came to fetch water.

If Darrow hadn't brought nearly a hundred seawater grenades and purified a lot of drinking water through distillation, the water would really not be enough.

And after a few days of water application, the effect was soon achieved-the people of the whole Albana began to believe that there really was a "magic pot" that could supply unlimited water sources.

"Boss, we haven't sold any water for several days, what should we do? The payment date will be in a few days." The clerk of a water shop looked at the long queue of water collectors not far away, frowning. Exhibition said.

"What to do? How do I know what to do! What the hell is that "magic pot"? It's really damned." A potbellied water seller said with a distorted expression.

The water sellers in the city are basically under Youhe’s subordinates. Their task is very simple. On the one hand, they sell water at a high price to harvest the people, so as to raise enough money to support the refugee army that Youhe recruited outside. On the one hand, it is to spread rumors unfavorable to the old king in the city, so as to prepare for the next rebellion.

"No, I have to go to Minister Youhe." The water seller thought that the prosperity and wealth that Yuhe promised him after the rebellion would disappear, so he said through gritted teeth.

On the other side, the palace has also received news about the "magic jar".

"Father, there is a group of people in the city who are pouring water on the west side of the city. I heard that they have an inexhaustible "magic jar" that can pour out water without limit." The young Cobra looked at the water on the throne. Tikola said excitedly.

As the sole prince of Alabasta, Cobra has lost a lot of hair due to the lack of water in the city in recent days. Right now, Darrow's water supply operation has indeed solved his urgent need.

As the king, Tikora didn't think so. The old king sitting on the throne and wearing a golden crown now only thinks about the tomb of his ancestors.

While flipping through an ancestral tome excavated from the mausoleum, Tikola didn't pay any attention to what Cobra reported. Instead, he asked Yoh, who was standing by, "Yoh, what about O'Hara? Is there no news from the scholar?"

"Not yet, the rescue team is still searching in the desert, and the doctor and the others haven't been found yet." Wearing a gold-painted suit and a big belly, Youhe reported with his head slightly lowered.

"Father...!"

Cobra saw that the wise father in the past had become so crazy because of the matter of the ancestor's tomb that he didn't even care about the suffering of the people, so he couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Kobra, don't be unreasonable, Yoh and I are discussing something very important..." Tikola looked at the impolite Cobra, frowning and reprimanded.

On the other side, the scheming Youhe immediately took advantage of the problem and said to Tikola:

"Prince Cobra was also impatient for a while, but the "magic pot" in the west of the city should be just a non-existent rumor, so let me deal with it." Yohe came out with a smile to smooth things over, apparently for Kou Bulla explained, but took the matter into his own hands.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Juhe." Dale Tikola said with a slight nod while looking at Yuhe, and then went back to his own bedroom, and after Yuhe greeted Cobra, he also Leave from the palace.

"hateful……!"

Cobra looked at Yoh's leaving back, and angrily slapped his thigh.

Cobra, who was trained as the future heir of Alabasta since he was a child, has outstanding abilities, and he is also very aware of the little tricks that Juhe has made in the past few days.

But what can I do... After King Tikola unearthed the tomb of the former king a few days ago, he has always been out of his mind, which also gave Yohe an opportunity.

On the other side, in the king's bedroom, Tikola leaned over the desk, flipping through the pages of the ancient books in his hand.

"What the hell is [lamp]?"

"As a descendant of one of the twenty kings, is the blood of the Naferutali family just a light?" Tikola looked at the book, full of doubts in his heart.