[Pirates] Intelligence dealers don't sell cute

The brightly lit laboratory made our eyes a little uncomfortable, and the experimenters in clean white clothes took me and Dean to the lounge.To my surprise, Schindler was already sitting safely inside, as if waiting for us.Gauze was wrapped around his arm holding the boiled water, and he vaguely glimpsed the oozing red, silently recounting the vicious fight that just happened.

"Hey, you came back alive from the wolf's mouth." His tone was indifferent.

"Hey, you came back alive from the big snake's mouth." I imitated his tone and replied.

"Speaking of such a dangerous task, you only paid 6000 million yuan!" I suddenly remembered "business".

With a puff, Uncle Schindley spat out a mouthful of boiled water, "Do you think I have enough funds?! Applying for funding is very troublesome, hey!"

"Be careful, I'll sue you for fraud!" I gritted my teeth and picked up my favorite hot cocoa that was prepared on the table, and then handed the hot milk to Dean.

"However, if you are willing to help me again, I can consider an additional salary." He wrapped his left index finger around his hair and added casually.

"Then it's settled!" I slapped my palm on the table, "Just tell me, I'll go through fire and water!"

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and the visitor walked in steadily, sat on the chair in the center of the room, and looked down at us slightly higher.

He wore blue, yellow and purple striped long-sleeved sleeves, a white coat, and rubber gloves on his hands.Medium build.The stainless-steel-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose glowed with silver-gray light, and the broken black hair was pinned behind the ears meticulously.Correct and coordinated facial features, he looks as young as a teenager, not the "old man" I imagined at all.

"Hi, I'm Vegapunk." He briefly introduced himself.

"Doctor, shouldn't he be older..." I covered my mouth with my hand and muttered to Dean.

"Yeah..." Dean continued.

"((‵□′)) Can you two be a little educated!" Schindler frowned.

Dean and I quickly went into sit-down mode.

The center of the discussion——Dr. Vegapunk was very calm, and joined the ridicule with a smile:

"I'm not yet 20."

"Tsk..." The three of us sighed at the same time.

"Doctor, I want to ask one thing." I sat up and raised my hand to speak.

"Information dealer, please tell me." He was also deliberately serious.

"Doctor, why do you know the preferences of the three of us?" I pointed to the drinks on the table, paused, and added: "And identity."

Hearing this, he still smiled, as if he didn't think there was anything magical about it:

"During the battle, you were all injured to varying degrees. At that time, I had already collected your blood. The next thing is very simple. After special tests, I can fully grasp your information, such as : Preferences, abilities, physical defects, etc. Oh, you should call this 'intelligence'."

Hindley and I had a bad look on our faces.

"As for your identities, when you entered this base, the structural diagram of your whole body was already scanned and sent to me. In this way, combined with the special characteristics of your body and the respective specialties reflected in your blood, you can Easy to guess."

Hindley and I looked at him in surprise, neither expecting to be put together like this.

"The calluses on the place where you hold the pen on your hand are several hundred microns thicker than other places, and your proficiency in drawing and memory is far beyond ordinary people. What's even more rare is that you have a high-level knowledge-colored arrogance, which is comparable to the overlord. The color is even rarer. Therefore, you can only be the famous intelligence dealer Klauen in the South China Sea."

"As for you, your physical fitness and physical skills have surpassed the limits of the human body, which means that you have received a variety of rigorous training from a very young age. I think, I am afraid that only CP9 training can reach this level. Of course, these can also be obtained from You have a strong proof of your skill in killing the anaconda. Blood tests show that you love white wine and plain water. I am afraid that the only person who can meet the above conditions is Schindley, a cadre of the Revolutionary Army."

"This young man has good physical training, but it's only average. His skin is soft and he hasn't experienced rough work. He probably has a good family background. Whether it's in distress at the beginning, or just fighting with a robot wolf on an island, what do you want? The psychological quality shown is not bad. There was a report of the disappearance of the navy on Secret Island a while ago. I think your father is also one of the missing navy. Moreover, he is a general."

Dr. Vegapunk said so much in one breath, his sophisticated tone formed a huge contrast with the boy's appearance.

He seems to be no different from ordinary people.But in the lab, he's king there!The three-foot experimental platform is his world!

Schindler and I didn't speak, we drank different drinks in silence, thinking about each other.Only Dean didn't understand the deep meaning of it, he just thought it was fun.

"It's amazing! So many things can be analyzed in such a short time!"

Vegapunk may have a good impression of Dean's respect, and he said softly:

"Science is infinite."

I held the cup and took a sip of hot cocoa.

"Cadres of the Revolutionary Army, tell me why you came to me." Dr. Vegapunk pushed his glasses, "I don't have much free time."

"I want a 'puppet'." Schindley raised his head and drank the last sip of plain water in the glass.

"Cadres of the Revolutionary Army, how did you know this information." He frowned, slightly displeased, "My 'puppet' is still in the development stage."

"That's not the point," Schindler took out a cigarette, but glanced at me, and said to Dr. Vegapunk, "By the way, you don't mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

Before he could finish his sentence, the laser knife that came from nowhere cut the smoke neatly in half.Schindler quietly put away the cigarette case, picked up the broken cigarettes, and threw them into the trash can.

"If you insist on 'puppet', then I'm sorry, I can only see off the guests." Vega Punk's attitude was firm.

Recalling what Schindler said about "salary pursuit", I already have an idea.

"Doctor," I interjected, "the 'puppet' you are talking about is already finished, right? It's just that the final clinical trial steps haven't been completed yet, right?"

"That's true." After being exposed, he nodded reluctantly.

"That is to say, the technology of making 'puppet' is almost the same now?" I continued with a smile.

"It's irresponsible to say that," he was a little annoyed. "The so-called science must be rigorous and meticulous to the extreme. Intelligence dealers, you obviously don't understand: these are all based on thousands of experiments. It's not my Vegapunk style to make hasty conclusions after one success!"

"Doctor, please don't worry," I said nonchalantly, "I want to know what is the success rate of 'puppet' production at this stage?"

"4%." His face softened slightly.

"How long will it take to get to 100%?"

"3."

I turned my head to look at Schindler, he smiled and shook his head slightly, I understand.

"Dr. Vegapunk, you have always wanted to study the devil fruit ability of the leader of the revolutionary army, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of Vegapunk and Schindler changed at the same time, and the lounge fell into silence.

After a while, Vegapunk smiled, crossed his fingers in rubber gloves, and put them on his knees.I thought to myself: there is a play!

"Hindley, hand over what you brought." I held out my hand to him, and he reluctantly handed me a sealed cylinder.

"Sir's hair." His voice was inaudible.

I smiled and handed it to Dr. Vegapunk without further words.

"4%, are you sure you want to gamble?" He hugged the sealed cylinder to his chest and stroked the surface of the sealed cylinder, his expression was as if he was facing a priceless treasure.

Schindler nodded seriously: "I don't have enough time to wait."

"Give me the 'host'."

Schindley handed over another sealed cylinder of a different shape.

"Then, pick up the things in three days." He got up and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute," I stood up abruptly.

"What else is there?" He was unhappy because I delayed his research.

"His father, disappeared on Secret Island." I pushed Dean Junior out. "But your island is uninhabited."

"Who said this is Secret Island?" The corner of his mouth curled up. "Here is my submarine——Heiyu. But Secret Island is very close."

"Eh?!" Dean and I were shocked, but Schindler remained calm: "I told you to come and find a black submarine."

"Information dealer, I can tell you that there are pirates on Secret Island."

"Doctor, can I borrow a new boat?"

"Why do you think I will help you?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Please save my dad!" Dean cried, and Vegapunk, who was not much older than him, seemed a little moved.

"I can help you collect the 'ZERO' on Secret Island." I smiled, answering irrelevant questions.

He had a look of surprise on his face, but soon his expression became very bad.

"How do you know so much about my research?"

"The so-called knowledgeable domineering, in fact, is a kind of 'listening power'. The high-level knowledgeable color can hear the voices of others." My right index finger pointed to the position of his heart in mid-air.

"Doctor, using science as a weapon to study people is your forte. But manipulating people indirectly is my forte."

"It's careless." He suddenly smiled, meaning unclear, "However, your definition of 'heart' is quite different from the scientific definition of 'heart'. From a rational point of view, this is just an organ. That's all." He poked his chest.

"Go find the dinghy by yourself," he turned and left, throwing a few things over, "Remember to wear gloves to collect 'ZERO'."

"Yes, sir." I reached for a special storage jar, and a new pair of rubber gloves.

After Vegapunk left, Schindler patted my shoulder with a smile and lit a cigarette.

"One hundred million."

The author has something to say: Well, the results of the senior high school entrance examination have come out, and I have been busy these days with my grades or something.So sorry for the delayed update! 【Bow×n】

Well, my grades are quite satisfactory, it's just hard sports... QAQ... 嘤...

No more.

Regarding the content of this chapter, there are N explanations:

One: About Vegapunk's clothing and age, and the habit of calling people by their occupations, they are all fictional!Only the striped clothes he wears are real, and Minasan can refer to Du Niang.

Two: We set up the doctor as a tsundere boy, and I hope Minasan will not beat us up. 【Hold your head】

Three: Regarding the blood test, we actually don’t know anything about it...

Four: 1 millimeter = 1000 microns, so hundreds of microns are not even a millimeter.

Five: About the test bench and the king, this sentence was first written to the teacher by my generation.The original sentence is this: "If teachers walk on the street, they are no different from ordinary people, but on the podium, they are kings! The three-foot podium is their world!"

Six: About the esoteric sentence of the doctor: "Science is infinite." In fact, it was my good friend's high school physics teacher who told them: "Physics is infinite." Well, we adapted it.

Seven: The doctor's submarine is called "Black Fish". The truth is: Black Fish is a synonym for submarines on military forums.

Eight: The "puppet" will be explained later.

Nine: We update irregularly.Because the high school volunteers have not yet officially filled in the report.

Ten: Minasan, good night~ We love you~