Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

Bhatia Island.

City hall, conference room.

The rest of the people have already left the conference room sensibly, and only Darren, Flying Squirrel, Gion, Sengoku and Polusalino are left to sit down.

This is an internal meeting of North Blue Marine.

Darren lit a cigar, glanced at Polusalino wearing toad sunglasses, turned to Sengoku, and smiled:

"I don't know how Sengoku Admiral's crusade against Byrnndi Valdo is going?"

Looking at the Marine Admiral with an aggrieved expression in front of him, Darren felt a little amused.

Naval Headquarters three Admiral suspended two, Zephyr devoted himself to teaching, Garp refused to be promoted, so basically all the trifles and troubles fell on Sengoku alone.

Pure and innocent species.

Sengoku shook his head and said:

"Something happened on the way and the mission was interrupted."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, his deep eyes swept over the faces of everyone on the field one by one, and his expressions gradually became serious.

"The reason why the old man came this time is because of this incident."

Aware of the seriousness in Sengoku's tone, Gion and the others sat up straight, with serious expressions on their faces.

After pausing for a second, Sengoku said slowly:

"One day ago, something happened in North Blue that shook the world government."

"Not long ago, Celestial Dragons Celestial Dragons Celestial Saint, who was returning to the holy land of Mariejois from Bhatia Island, was attacked on the way back...and died on the spot."

The moment the words fell, Darren's face changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly.

"What? How is this possible!?"

The face of the flying squirrel was also appropriately shocked, with an unbelievable look.

Gion and Kake were shocked.

They didn't know what they thought of, and subconsciously glanced in Darren's direction, but when they saw the "astonished" expression on Darren's face, they were all stunned.

Sengoku, who was overwhelmed by this incident, didn't notice the hidden micro-expressions of the two, but just pinched his temples with a headache.

Only Polusalino seemed to have noticed something, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly became full of deep meaning.

"The attack on Celestial Dragons is still kept secret, but the old man has received an order from the government to conduct a thorough investigation of the matter."

Sengoku sighed,

"However, according to the surveillance phone bug video on the official ship, no clues have been found yet."

"However, it can be deduced that the strength of the attackers is astonishing... The guards of the World Government didn't even have time to react, and the official ship was directly sunk."

"This is relevant information."

Saying so, Sengoku took out a document and handed it to Darren.

Darren took it, glanced at it quickly, and couldn't help muttering:

"Destroy the official ship in an instant... With such combat power, even the Grand Line can't find a few people who can do it, let alone in a small place like North Blue."

He handed the documents to the flying squirrel and the others in turn.

The flying squirrel also read it quickly. Although he had already expected it, he was shocked.

The intelligence content described in this document, as well as the direction of Sengoku Admiral's investigation, are actually exactly the same as Darren's analysis!

"Sengoku Admiral...have you identified the suspect?"

At this time Darren said in a deep voice,

"Since this happened in North Blue, I must bear some responsibility... I and North Blue Marine are willing to cooperate with you unconditionally."

Satisfied with Darren's attitude, Sengoku nodded and said:

"Well, it was indeed a wise decision to hand over North Blue Marine to you."

"It's just that the old man has already investigated suspects with this ability, but there is no harvest yet."

"This time, the old man came to Bhatia Island to further investigate. After all, considering the cause and effect, Shields Saint himself set off from Bhatia Island to return to the holy land of Mariejois."

"...I see." Darren suddenly realized and nodded in agreement.

"You are in charge of guarding Shields Saint himself on Bhatia Island..."

Sengoku tapped his fingers lightly on the conference table,

"Before Shields Saint sailed, did you find any strange people or strange things he encountered on the island?"

After the words fell, Sengoku saw Gion and Kake's expressions change, as if hesitating to speak.

"To be honest, Sengoku Admiral..."

Darren spoke slowly at this moment, with a particularly complicated expression.

"Before Lord Shields Saint set sail, something did happen."

"Oh?" Sengoku raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

Gion and Kake suddenly turned their heads and looked at Darren in astonishment.

Colonel Marine sighed,

"That was a very unfortunate thing."

He considered his tone, and slowly told about the father and daughter who sell flowers on Bhatia Island.

...

boom!

The huge fist fell, and the conference table in front of Sengoku shattered and shattered.

"Damn!!!"

He stood up suddenly, clenched his fists tightly, trembling visibly to the naked eye.

I also don't know who is scolding that sentence "Damn".

In his mind, the image of a thin little girl being roughly dragged into the cabin, shivering and curled up in a dark corner flashed by.

Gion and the others looked at Sengoku Admiral's angry expression and dared not speak.

It took a while before Sengoku forced himself to suppress his anger.

"This meeting will end here, the old man is a little tired."

After being silent for a while, he dropped this sentence in a hoarse voice, turned and left without saying a word.

Gion and the others hurriedly followed.

In the huge conference room, only Darren and Polusalino were left.

There was a smile that was not a smile on the faces of the two of them.

"Sassi ignores Dana, Polusalino Rear Admiral."

Darren laughed suddenly, broke the silence, took out a gilt cigar, and threw it to Polusalino.

Polusalino took it, sniffed it under his nose, and said with a smile:

"Haven't seen each other in a few years, you still enjoy life as always, Darren."

Darren lit himself a cigar and shrugged:

"Being a Marine is tough enough, there's no need to wrong yourself, isn't it?"

Polusalino took a deep look at him, and suddenly grinned:

"It can be seen that you are doing well in North Blue."

He paused, his tone full of meaning.

"Darren, this is just the beginning, right?"

Darren smiled calmly: "Who knows? I don't like trouble either...well, I learned this advantage from you."

Polusalino scratched his head with a distressed expression:

"Indeed, trouble is always bad."

"But trouble will always find its way," Darren said.

"Anyway, just leave me alone..." Polusalino stretched his waist, stood up from his seat, and walked towards the door.

"Thank you for the cigar."

He waved his back to Darren.

Just as he was stepping out of the meeting room door, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head and smiled at Darren:

"By the way, I always feel that the truth behind the Celestial Dragons attack is actually not that complicated."

"Oh? Polusalino Rear Admiral's opinion?" Darren flicked the cigarette ash.

Polusalino's sunglasses shone with a strange light.

"I think it's very likely that it was just attacked by Sea Kings creatures."

"After all, such a huge ship is very conspicuous..."

"It was an accident, don't you think, Darren?"

silence.

Deathly silence.

Polusalino stared at Colonel Marine, who was sitting there smoking a cigarette, as if he wanted to read something from the latter's face.

However, Darren just said lightly:

"Porusalino Rear Admiral, I think so too."

The two looked at each other for a while.

Then they laughed at the same time.

— like two cunning foxes.

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