The Pirate I Am Undead

Chapter 87 It's Too Late

Frost Moon Dojo,

Shigetsuki Koushiro, who was about to go to bed, was woken up again.

"It's already rest time, Mo Jing!" Koushiro looked at the person in front of the door helplessly.

"Sorry, I really have something important to do and I need to borrow the phone bug." Mo Jing said apologetically.

Looking at his expression, Koushiro seemed to be aware of the undercurrent hidden under this calmness, and his face gradually became serious.

"It seems something bad happened."

He didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he immediately took Mo Jing to the study next to him, and woke up the phone bug who was wearing round glasses and a peaceful face from his nap.

After a few seconds, the call was connected.

"This is Barati, the sea restaurant. Are you looking for death if you call me so late?" It was still Paddy's familiar voice.

"Mo Jing, look for Zhepu." Mo Jing said calmly.

"(puff--)……"

There was a sound of water spraying from the receiver, and someone cursed and walked away.

Soon after, Zhepu's voice came from the receiver.

"Why are you calling me so late? If you want to find Ah Jin, they have already set off!"

"When did you set off?"

"Didn't you ask them to prepare supplies yesterday afternoon?" Zhepu asked doubtfully.

Mo Jing was silent for a second.

It was true that he asked a few people to prepare supplies, but due to Koushiro, he did not set a date with the crew for departure, only the last few days, so they should have returned to Barati after preparing supplies.

He hasn't come back yet, which can only mean that something happened.

As an experienced pirate, Zhepu also heard something wrong in Mo Jing's words.

"Balati is not far from Rogge Town. Even if it takes a little time, it's time to come back now..." He said in a solemn tone, "Boy Mo Jing, did you hear any news?"

Mo Jing briefly recounted the previous encounter. Until now, his tone was still calm, but both Zhepu and Koushiro beside him could feel the turbulent undercurrent hidden in it.

"This is a trap, boy Mo Jing!" Zhepu said with certainty: "Although most pirates are brainless guys, those who can become the Shichibukai must not be stupid. The goal of the Don Quixote family seems to be Ah Jin and the others, but in fact it must be you!”

Mo Jing hummed calmly. He figured this out when he walked to Shuangyue Dojo.

"If there's nothing else, I'll get busy first."

"Wait..." Zhepu's final advice came from the receiver: "Be sure to calm down, kid Mo Jing!"

"...Don't worry, I'm calm now!"

After hanging up the phone, Mo Jing thanked Koushiro at the side, stood up, and walked out of the house.

Koushiro followed him, and the two of them jumped onto the roof, disappearing into the moonlight one after another. A few minutes later, they appeared on the hillside where they had talked before.

The sound of sea water lapping against the rock wall came from below, seeming to be setting the pace for tonight's ceremony.

"Still going?" Koushiro looked at his back.

"Of course." Mo Jing nodded without hesitation.

"Even if you know it's a trap?" Koushiro sighed.

"That's why I have to go even more!" Mo Jing looked at the deep sea in the distance, his eyes as calm as the silent tide at night, "Since they want blood, then I will give them blood. Even the crew can't protect me. What else is captain?"

Koushiro was speechless.

"Then, goodbye!" Mo Jing walked to the edge of the cliff and turned to look at Koushiro. The sea breeze blew up the corners of his clothes, bringing with him his last whispered words,

"Speaking of which, they always thought I was a fish-man!"

Turn around and jump down.

……

Rogue Town,

The three-masted sailing ship "New Koi" with a leaping koi engraved on the bow was moored quietly at the pier, and the atmosphere was as peaceful as ever.

The boatman Xing Sa, still wearing a white shirt and brown suit pants, laboriously moved a wooden box full of parts onto the ship, placed it on the deck with a thud, pushed up his glasses, and sat on the box panting.

In order to satisfy his carpentry hobby, he spent a lot of effort to get these small parts.

The door to the captain's cabin opened, and the wild laughter of a certain dwarf came from it. The female gunner Garfidel with pink hair stretched out her head to take a look. When she saw Xing Sa, she quickly waved to him: "Ship repairer, You are back!"

"How many times have I told you to call me by my name..." Xing Sa sighed helplessly, "Forget it, I'm here to help you, I'm a fucker!"

Shooting, shooting...

Garfidel bit his lip, clenched his fists, and his face was deformed with anger, but he still reluctantly went over to help Xing Sa carry the parts into the cabin.

"Are they all back?" Xing Sa asked.

Garfidel counted them one by one with his fingers: "Nicola, went to buy ingredients and came back. Eden didn't go out and wiped all the barrels... Did I miss anyone?"

"New Year's Eve, and New Year's Eve!" Xing Sa rubbed his eyebrows. Sometimes he would forget the existence of New Year's Eve. This guy's sense of existence was too weak.

"New Year's Eve?" Garfidel opened his eyes wide and pointed behind Xing Sa, "Isn't it right behind you?"

A foul language erupted in the cabin. Startled, Xing Sa squinted his eyes and looked at the embarrassed New Year's Eve behind him. After this period of exercise, New Year's Eve had obviously lost some weight and had become... well, still the same. ordinary.

"Why are you here, where is Ajin?"

As the person in charge of intelligence on the ship, everyone generally listens to Xing Sa when Ah Jin is away.

"I came down to check the warehouse. Ah Jin just received a note and entered Rogge Town." New Year's Eve said calmly.

"A note?" Xing Sa was a little confused, "Ajin has an acquaintance here?"

"I was just about to tell you about this." New Year's Eve's voice suddenly became serious, "I think something is wrong."

It turned out that he and Ah Jin were chatting on the deck before. Suddenly a child climbed onto the boat and handed Ah Jin a note. Ah Jin looked very unhappy after reading it. He only said that someone was looking for him and he had to go. If he doesn't come back after a while, let the five people go back to Barati first.

After listening to New Year's Eve's description, Xing Sa frowned deeply.

Judging from A Jin's reaction, the person who wrote the letter may have some information about A Jin and has a deep relationship with A Jin.

But judging from the action of asking the child to deliver the letter, it is obvious that he does not want Wuzayu to recognize him, which means that the letter writer is also a person familiar to the five of them, and thinks that they will definitely stop Ah Jin after knowing his identity!

Thinking of this, Xing Sa's eyes narrowed. He could only think of one person who could have such a tangled relationship with them-Click!

Click's invitation is most likely a trap!

Akin, who understands Clik so well, must have thought of this before letting them return on their own!

Xing Sa raised his head and was about to tell his speculation, but as soon as he opened his mouth, an even more terrifying speculation passed through his mind, making him freeze up.

No, no, no...it's more than that!

Sweat beaded on his forehead.

Why would Crick, a sinister person like him, choose to take action now?

This is Rogge Town, the town where White Hunter Smog is located. Set a trap here and ambush Ah Jin. Are you crazy!

It can only mean that the other party has helpers who are stronger than Smoker and can ignore the existence of the navy!

Who has this strength in Donghai now?

He immediately thought of the Don Quixote family that Mo Jing had mentioned to them on the phone before.

But if the Don Quixote family really takes action, is it worthwhile to deal with just one Ajin?

Could it be that Ah Jin is also a bait?

What he really wants to elicit is...

Xing Sa looked at the two men fiercely: "This is a trap for the captain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise came from outside the cabin!

The three of them looked at each other and quickly ran towards the deck.

Push open the hatch,

The strong wind blowing against their faces made the three of them narrow their eyes.

They blocked their eyes with their hands and looked up. In the dark sky, a battle maid with a graceful figure but a broken arm stood on the back of a strange-looking man who could fly, looking down at them. .

——The cadres of the Don Quixote family have attacked!

After sending it out, I deleted half of it, changed it, and deleted it. Miraculously, the plot became smoother. Guigui, maybe I didn’t wake up. I’ll think about it again and try to figure out what’s going on.