My partner in One Piece is Esdeath

the next morning.

The sea breeze blew over with a strange smell. It was not the smell of campfires and barbecues. It smelled stronger and more pungent.

It's like meat, wood, and other miscellaneous garbage are mixed together and burned in an incinerator to burn out the smoke.

"Hello, I'm Lieutenant Commander Annan of the Navy Headquarters, number. Um, um, yes."

"My unit passed by Plant Island during the cruise and found that it has been destroyed. Plant Island is a shipping supply point registered by the World Government. You can send people over to wash the ground."

"Destroyed by what? A magic flower called Lily Carnation. It killed everyone on the island and seemed to have killed everyone who came here to supply supplies. It is not my business to investigate these matters. You can do it yourself. Investigate."

"Ah, yes, it's the legendary magic flower."

"Why don't you believe it? I'm telling you the facts. Why on earth do you think I'm making up stories?"

"Forget it, I can't tell you clearly on the phone. If you're not in a hurry, just wait for the report."

Click.

Annan hung up the phone, and Little A, the newspaper delivery gull, flew onto Annan's shoulder, holding the latest issue of the newspaper in his mouth.

"Thank you." Annan took the newspaper from Little A's mouth.

"Have you called the World Government?" Esdeath jumped off the warship and said to Annan.

"No, it's the headquarters. But they seem to think we're crazy." Annan ruffled Little A's feathers, "Anyway, the call has been made, and we have fulfilled our responsibilities. The rest is not ours. .”

Annan waved his hand and glanced at Esdeath. She lowered her head, and the brim of her hat was lowered so that her face could not be seen clearly.

"What's wrong?" Annan asked.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little troublesome." Esdeath whispered, "I interrogated Morgan, and that guy is almost dying. He has been cooperating with Lily Carnation over the years and murdered many people in the past. Among them are There are ordinary people as well as pirates.”

"Trouble?" Annan was a little surprised, "For you, no matter how many people like this die, you won't care. How can you find it troublesome?"

"What are you talking about?" Esdeath knocked Annan's head. "Those people were killed not because they were not strong enough. How could I care about such weak people?"

"Then your trouble is..."

"This place started to be used as a supply point three years ago, and the World Government inspects each supply point every year. No one found anything wrong here in three years. In other words, the relevant personnel of the World Government neglected their duties for three years. "

"A shipping supply point guaranteed by the World Government has been killing merchant ships from various countries since its establishment. If this matter spreads, the reputation of the World Government will be greatly reduced." Esdeath explained.

"And that Morgan, after all, he is also a scientist in the Naval Scientific Corps, and he is the main culprit of this tragedy."

"In order to maintain the face of the World Government, just like what happened in the Kingdom of Doron, in order to shirk responsibility, the higher-ups will definitely throw all the blame on Morgan, and even fabricate facts and blame it on the Naval Science Force. In other words, the Navy, we I will take the blame."

"When the time comes, it will be our navy that is under pressure from public opinion."

Annan sighed, "There's nothing we can do about it. I've already raised the Lily Carnation, and I've burned the island three times. It's already dead and can't die anymore."

"The only survivors are Morgan and Mendel. Mendel, the unlucky guy, has been deceived by illusions, but Morgan is a real criminal and wants to enter the Island of Justice."

"And he is really from the navy, we have to admit it."

Esdeath lowered his head and remained silent.

"If you really care about the Navy's face," Annan said, "just report it to your old man. Anyway, you have the right to move freely and make decisions independently. It's just that the report is a little difficult to write. Oh, you can just call him. ”

"You think I didn't call him?" Esdeath rolled her eyes at Annan.

"Okay." Annan already understood.

"But what to do with these two people?" Annan pointed at Mendel.

"We can't shut them up forever for the sake of the Navy."

"What are you thinking about? We are not a world government." Esdeath said.

It was already the afternoon of the next day when Mendel regained consciousness.

His eyelids were heavy, as if a thousand pounds of weight were pressing on them, making him unable to open them.

Although he didn't know where he was now, the sound of waves crashing against the rocks told him that he was at the beach.

"Hey, it hurts."

I felt a pain in the back of my head.

"Is it because I drank too much yesterday?" Mendel thought to himself.

After receiving a call for help from an old friend, he rushed to Plant Island without stopping. He remembers drinking quite a bit at the welcome party the townspeople held for him.

"I just arrived here yesterday, but why does it feel like a long time has passed?"

A newspaper gull flew over from nowhere and pressed on his chest, pecking at his head. Mendel wanted to raise his hand to drive it away, but was unable to do so, so he could only let it play with it.

"Quack-quack-"

Perhaps because he was tired from playing, the newspaper gull screamed a few times, flapped its wings and left Mendel.

"Finally left." Mendel was thankful.

At this moment, he heard a somewhat familiar voice coming from far away.

"Doctor, what do you mean by leaving him hanging on the deck?"

"According to my statistics, for such a comatose patient, being close to the natural environment will help him recover faster," the ship's doctor said.

"Then when will he wake up?" Annan said to the ship's doctor wearing a mask.

"He suffered a heavy blow to the head. It depends on luck. If you're lucky, these days, if you're not, for the rest of your life." The ship's doctor said, looking down at Mendel's diagnosis report.

"Then your natural remedies are useless."

"Oh, Major Annan, if you had listened to me and performed a craniotomy on him, there would still be a chance that he would wake up." The ship's doctor replied seriously.

"I believe you, you idiot. There is a chance, one percent or one ten thousandth?" Annan's mouth twitched.

"If you can say this, modern medicine is still very reliable."

"Can you believe that so many mice will die?" Annan stretched his head and glanced at Mendel, "But judging from his face, he probably won't wake up. See if you can save him again."

"I have been researching a topic recently, which involves taking out people's heads and placing them in culture fluid for treatment. How about... try this?" the ship's doctor said cautiously.

"Okay, just think of him as having contributed to modern medicine."

"No !!!!"

Mendel was so frightened that he jumped out of bed.