Reborn As a Pirate

The confinement room was very dark and dirty. It was originally intended to be a place where the security department enforced military discipline. During the design, the bright windows and necessary living facilities were cancelled. Naturally, there would be no frequent cleaning.

From the very beginning of the planning, this small darkroom of less than ten square meters has been privileged, never having to consider the issue of human rights, and normally, there will be no visitors here to think about human rights.

But at least today, it should be seriously considered. Because today's visitors are not kind, the purpose of coming here is to provoke, with a picky mentality, without the slightest awe and fear.

Dirty businessman.

Amani opened the padlock with a click, and the heavy iron door creaked and was slowly squeezed open by the sunlight.

The sunlight poured into the room, strand by strand, layer by layer, stirring up the floating dust in the room, illuminating a half-centenarian with pale complexion and unshaven beard.

The old man was wearing a beautiful tuxedo, and he was sitting sprawled on the ground. When he saw the iron door being pushed open, his cloudy eyes rolled half a circle.

Lunch? Or afternoon tea?

A hoarse, almost lifeless voice spread outside, and Alves, who was following Lorraine, became furious.

This is a crime! You tortured a gentleman without any trial. Even God will not forgive your devilish deeds!

Captain Amani coughed weakly.

I really don't understand what you're talking about, sir. It was eleven o'clock at night when the security office caught the illegal trespasser yesterday, and we specially prepared supper and wine for this. This morning, we prepared coffee for sir , breakfast and morning tea, and there should be lunch in half an hour.

He spread his hands innocently.

Look, we didn't let Mr. miss the tea at all. As for beatings, injuries, etc., you can check it yourself. I guarantee that no one has violated his personal safety.

Really? Olves was puzzled, Then why...why...

Mr. Leonard committed a serious crime after all, and I think mental breakdown is probably God's punishment for him.

Very well said, Mr. Captain.

As soon as Amani finished speaking, Lorraine laughed.

It turns out that as long as you feel guilty in your heart, God will come to the dark room. God is so flexible. I really don't understand why people in this world still insist on troublesome laws.

Lorraine's ridicule made Amani vaguely feel that something was wrong.

He is not a cruel official in charge of the prison, he is upright, and he is not smart.

Like most people in this era, his definition of torture is limited to hunger, thirst, pain, pain, humiliation and intimidation, so is Alves, completely unable to realize the devastation of psychological and spiritual oppression.

So he was telling the truth. He or the navy didn't take the initiative to torture Leonard, but Leonard was tortured. It was only because of his tenacity and perseverance that he stayed on the ship all the year round that he didn't collapse.

On this point, Amani is as curious as Olves.

Lorraine obviously knew something, maybe it was a curse, maybe it was a lynching, this kind of unequal information made Amani's heart beat, and he lost his original calm when he stood there.

However, Lorraine didn't want to say anything, just glanced at him coldly, walked into the door of the confinement room.

Vice President Leonard.

Ship...Chairman? Leonard's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and he wanted to stand up, but because he had been sitting for too long, he had no choice but to stretch his legs cross-legged.

Vice President, did the glorious navy torture you?

This is the first question. The claustrophobia can make people psychologically vulnerable. If torture is added, an old man like Leonard who has not received special training is likely to let go of his confession.

No, chairman, since last night, except for food delivery, this iron door will not be opened at all, and not even a single sound can come in.

That's a matter of volcanic rock, at least I hope it's volcanic rock, and not someone trying to make a gentleman lose his composure.

Lorraine spoke to Amani in a tone of denunciation,

Amani subconsciously proves her innocence.

No! We will never commit evil deeds that damage the reputation of a gentleman until the final conviction!

I guess I trust you. Lorraine stood by the door to block the glare of the sun, Vice President, since even Captain Amani said that you have never been convicted, why did the Navy arrest you?

I don't know, Chairman! Leonard tried his best to maintain his composure, Last night I went to visit Director Raymond of the Secretary's Office, and while we were chatting happily in his single dormitory, a group of sailors shouted to make room rounds. Pushed open the door, and then dragged me and a dozen other men and women into the security office talking to myself. More than an hour later, this Captain Amani came with some guards, and then transferred me here, No one told me what I did wrong during the process!

Pure chat? No sensitive information?

No, we're talking about a Frankish laurel wreath, which I found by chance in Kingston, and now even that piece of gold is gone! Century

Captain Amani! Private property is sacred and inviolable. This is the right of every British person granted by the Magna Carta!

Amani gritted her teeth: We will find out that piece of gold!

It's not necessarily a matter of gold, is it? Yesterday's unhappiness happened in the dormitory of Chief Raymond, and Chief Raymond is a friend of the vice president...

He has already gone to work! Yesterday's ward rounds only involved illegal intruders and officers below the school level. The chief of staff has a good reputation in the base, and the security department dare not do anything wrong to him!

I finally heard a message of reason.

Lorraine waved her hand lightly.

Dignity, Captain, this is what I want to say. My vice-chairman is a celebrity in Kingston's high society and has dined with Sir Parker more than once. I don't expect your admiral to be lenient, but at least in the trial Before the end, Mr. Leonard should enjoy a soft seat and bed, a desk and a bar, warm water and a maid, and light...

There is no maid, this is a naval base! But I can negotiate on other things.

I will wait. Lorraine looked at Amani, The meeting can be over. Vice President, I will meet with the admiral here next. Although you have endured a lot, please bear with it for a while, a moment Just like...

...

Not long after, Lorraine saw the long-lost Shaq with his umbrella sword.

He was already quite sure about Leonard's matter. Not many people in the Royal Navy Dockyard agreed with the commotion last night, and this kind of disapproval existed in everyone's heart, so much so that even the guards ignored their duties. Didn't check out Umbrella Sword.

Of course, Lorraine didn't come to assassinate Shaq either.

Entering the reception room, Lorraine leaned the umbrella sword against the coat rack, took off the top hat and hung it up.

The door was closed in good time, leaving only the two brothers of the Drake family staring at each other from a distance, separated by the vast ocean.

I heard you learned to be arrogant, Lorraine.

With a good teacher, students always learn things faster, Mr. Major General.

There was no expression on Shaq's face, and he had no intention of responding to Lorraine's provocation.

Lorraine decided to switch from defense to offense.

Yesterday, we suddenly decided to clean up discipline, and detained more than a dozen gentlemen and ladies for illegal intrusion that night. Mr. Major General, you are as domineering as ever.

The purge is to correct the style of the squadron. As for the social circle in Bermuda, I greeted the governor in advance, so he guaranteed to leave most of them last night, except for your vice president. As an outsider, even the governor They don’t want to risk their reputations.”

That's because a certain admiral specially specialized my vice president. Lorraine retorted unceremoniously, To make a long story short, the Drake Chamber of Commerce hopes that your fleet will provide sufficient evidence, otherwise, my Kingston's The legal team does not rule out the right to appeal to Sir Parker.

Peter Parker's authority does not shine in Bermuda, and judging from the tradition of mutual respect, he will not easily dictate to his nominal deputy. Shaq stood by the window leisurely, If you want to be in the noble The circle has developed, so we should understand these conventions earlier.”

Really? How about Plymouth? It will be longer, but I have a team of lawyers living at leisure there.

Admiralty... Shaq thought for a while, It will indeed cause me a little trouble, but the decision will still be in my hands. How? Do you have a third legal team in London?

Lorraine suddenly felt that assassination might not be a bad idea...

He tilted his head and grasped the details of his facial features: If my important vice president can't be freed today, London will soon have a third team of lawyers from the Drake Chamber of Commerce.

In other words, not today.

Shaq's voice was still calm, but he could no longer hide the overbearing taste.

Drake is an aristocrat, my stupid brother, a real aristocrat. You must understand this kind of authority, because no matter how successful you are at being a businessman, a lowly job is still a lowly job.

Sterling doesn't turn into a man on a gold coin and give you more power in the face of real authority. You think too much of yourself these days.

People are under the roof!

Lorraine clenched his fists violently: Thank you for your teaching, Lord Baron Tavistock, can I take my people away?

Shaq lazily shook his head.

I don't know the so-called self-esteem, just like the hero who doesn't know the so-called shining name, LeFrancois.

He turned his head and opened the curtains.

Go, teach your people well, and from today, please let the soldiers return to the way of soldiers.

Yes, sir.