The opening kaleidoscope writing wheel eye: the war on the top

Chapter 483 Desolate Scene
Saba explained that the people who were buried here were actually local residents. Many died when they ran out of food and water, and those who managed to survive also fled.

Walking along the way, there was no one inhabited, it was a desolate scene, Hanan and the others were silent.

The city is even more dilapidated, and the buildings are also very dilapidated. Some have no doors and windows, some roofs have collapsed, and even half of them are buried under the sand. The houses have almost been taken by creatures like lizards and reptiles.

They looked at the person curiously, then disappeared into the shadows in an instant.

Seeing the surprise, Saba found a flat place that was fairly shady, let Hanan and the others rest for a while, first blew a conch, and then went around to look for the sand thief who was in touch.

The prophets were sitting on the ground sipping water and chatting away, when the sound of conch shells was heard in the distance, and after a while, Saba came running with a young man.

Before the person arrived, the voice came over first: "Hanan, Hannan, something is wrong!"

Saba was out of breath from running, and his face was extremely ugly. Hanan handed the water bottle over, but Saba waved his hand and said in a hurry: "Hanan, I have to go first."

"You leave first? Where can we find someone else?" Jessica immediately said angrily: "Saba, don't you just make excuses to run away, right?"

Hanan waved his hand to stop Jessica's words, frowned and asked Saba, "Brother, what happened?"

"Mr0, the matter of the sand thief has been settled!"

In the huge space under the 'Rain Feast', there was still the dining table covered with white cloth. Crocodile was sitting at the head seat with his legs crossed, listening to Robin's report.

"Oh?" Crocodile lit a cigar and said casually, "I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, Sand Thief? Is it the Baru Baru Sand Bandit?"

"Yes, I managed to lure them out a few days ago, so I delayed until now." Robin's attire today was relatively conservative, with a long knee-length white coat tied at the mouth, and a round cap that was also white.

Crocodile snorted coldly: "How many times have these bedbugs robbed me of my goods? Did you lead people to exterminate them? I remember that their lair has never been found."

Robin smiled softly and said, "Balu Balu is very cunning, I don't know where he hides it."

"Huh?" Crocodile said displeasedly: "Miss All Sunday, Madam Vice President, if you have anything to say, just say it. You know I can't listen to people telling others!"

"I mixed 'desert strawberries' into the grain, arranged for people to pretend to be a caravan, and passed by the places where sand thieves often hang out. I finally 'sent' it to them the day before yesterday."

Crocodile was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed loudly and said: "This is convenient, without a special antidote, the sand thief can only be a dead end,"

He suddenly paused, and said with a puzzled face: "No, sand thieves live in the desert all year round. How could such a highly poisonous thing not be recognized?"

Robin said calmly: "Fix this 'living' poison with a special liquid, put it together with ordinary strawberries, and then refrigerate it with ice cubes. No one can find it, unless it is a doctor with superb medical skills. How can a sand thief do this?" Talent!”

Crocodile shook his head lightly, and praised with a smile: "Good boy, oh, MissAll Sunday, you really live up to the title of femme fatale. To be honest, I'm a little afraid of you."

Hearing whether it was a compliment or a derogation, Robin didn't respond, "The caravan went back and forth several times before it succeeded. Earlier, there was information that the sand thieves were short of food. For some reason, they endured it for so long. I suspect... "

Crocodile waved his hand and interrupted: "The sand thief is just a clown, since it's done, don't worry about it!" He changed the subject: "Where are the company's senior agents? Have you been notified?"

Robin saw that the boss didn't pay much attention to the sand thieves, so he stopped explaining, and replied: "Don't worry, they met at the 'Spiderman Cafe' yesterday.

Oh, this is the contact point for our senior agents. Miss received the order letter with both hands and will be here tomorrow night. "

"Is anyone absent?"

"I received the list of personnel: Mr1 and his partner Miss Two Fingers, ladyboy Mr2, Mr4 and his partner Miss Christmas, only Mr3 and,"

"Remember what I told you, I sent Mr2 to deal with Mr3!"

"Well, I know, but according to Mr2's report, he didn't find Mr3, so Mr3 may still be alive."

Crocodile's face changed, and he cursed coldly: "Mr2 is also a piece of trash, you can't do this little thing well."

"It's not Mr2's fault. He chased all the way to the small garden according to the route, but he didn't meet Mr3. Maybe he leaked the news and Mr3 escaped first!"

Crocodile's tone was even colder: "It's absolutely impossible. When Mr.3 completed the mission, he called me and received the permanent pointer from Alabasta. He has no reason to abscond unless the mission failed!"

His eyes suddenly shone with cold light, and he thought of this possibility, "Send someone to check immediately to see if Princess Weiwei has returned to the country!"

Robin reminded: "If Mr3 didn't kill Princess Weiwei, then the pirate wearing the straw hat must be alive too. He was the one who escorted Weiwei."

"Well, there is also Straw Hat, a rookie pirate. By the way, speaking of pirates, I remember there is another one named Xian, Xian."

"It's the Prophet Pirates!"

"Yes, that's the name, any news?"

"According to the information sent back by Mr. X, a ship of Captain Smoker of the Navy Headquarters has arrived in Nahana. Mr. 11 was imprisoned on the ship. According to your instructions, many billions of elders went to kill them. Not only did he miss, Mr11 was also rescued by the Prophet Pirates."

"Huh?!" Crocodile frowned, extremely dissatisfied: "These pirates are also against me?"

Robin smiled and said, "According to the current situation, it seems that Hanan, the captain of the Prophet Pirates, has reached some kind of agreement with the rebels, not only sending personnel to the rebel camp, but also Mr11. Take it to Catrea."

Crocodile slammed the table and said, "Send a killer to infiltrate again. Mr.11 knows a lot of inside information about the company. If it is leaked to the rebels, it will definitely affect my plans."

"I'm afraid this will be difficult. The rebels seem to have prepared for it. They are heavily guarding Mr.11 and the others. They are all old battalion confidantes. There are no hidden personnel from our side. Unless senior agents take action, it will never succeed."

Crocodile exhaled heavily, his face uncertain.

Robin calmly analyzed: "Mr. President, I think there is no need to make a fuss. Mr.11 does not know the battle plan, and the real reason why Kosa hesitates.

However, there was a serious shortage of weapons and equipment. Nasaki was unreliable in his work and did not transport the rest to the rebel base camp. "

Crocodile quickly regained his composure, rolled his eyes, and smiled, "I have already prepared for the ammunition matter, and Saki is no longer someone I trust. When Mr1 and the others arrive, we can start to deal with it."

(End of this chapter)