captain migraine

There was a large group of people standing in the bilge, all of them lowered their heads like dead dogs. No one dared to exchange even a glance with the furious captain, for fear that they would become a scapegoat if they were not careful—however, this quiet The atmosphere obviously made the appearance of McGarr and Reck a bit abrupt. When everyone saw McGarr, they just remembered something and set their eyes on the dagger of the mermaid corpse. Then, at the walrus Frantic back and forth between the crew and the corpse.

As if they really knew something.

During this process, Caesar did not speak.He just rolled his eyelids and glanced at the first mate coming down the stairs and the walrus man on his back, and then fell silent—he didn't come out to accuse and suspect McGall, nor did he make a sound to stop others from accusing and suspecting McGall.

He's really a very, very smart leader.

A natural leader.

Lying on Lake's back, McGarl sneered, and the heat sprayed the red-haired first mate's neck, making his hair stand on end.No one in the cabin dared to speak. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay and couldn't help but glance at the walrus officer out of the corner of their eyes until they saw the black-haired young man curling up his lips and showing a contemptuous and indifferent smile... This smile they often see in Caesar Seeing it on the face, involuntarily, the sailors who had already paid attention in their hearts trembled, and simply lowered their heads without looking at anyone.

As if manipulating the steering wheel, McGarr pulled Reick's hair and instructed him to go to the only chair in the bilge—the chair was right behind Caesar, and Reick twitched his lips helplessly and transported him there. Then the captain stretched out his hand to take McGarr without saying a word, and put him safely on the only chair.

The whole process was done in one go, and no one spoke in advance to communicate.

Half reclining on the uncomfortable seat, McGarr suddenly felt that he was more like a little giant standing on the shoulders of the captain-this group of sailors wanted to speak but dare not speak, wanted to testify but did not dare to testify His appearance was a bit ridiculous, the walrus driver propped his chin with one hand, and his black pupils calmly swept around the silent crowd.

In the eyes of those people, he saw a small amount of trust.

But most of them are naked doubts.

"What are you doing, doubting me?"

Tsk-tsk, McGarr finally spoke, he patted Caesar, the man glanced at him and said nothing, and stood behind him like a little brother—from the beginning to the end, the man did not intend to start, McGarr was very Understand, this matter he has to solve by himself.

"—that's your dagger."

Among the crowd, an unknown sailor muttered softly, but in the quiet bilge at this moment, it was enough for them to hear clearly.

McGarl smiled, "Well, it's my dagger." He said slowly, and then raised his voice slightly, "I'm stupid enough to use my own dagger to tear open the mermaid's chest, in your eyes , My IQ is only that high, isn’t it?”

"But besides you, who else?"

This time, it was Barry, who had been at odds with McGarl, who spoke this time. This brat, he was not dragged into the sea by the mermaid a few days ago... The walrus frowned, a little impatient to answer this unnutritious question : "There are so many people on the Stormrage, besides me, of course there are many people--Captain, have you asked Leosa?"

In front of everyone, Megal gave Caesar enough face and was always very respectful. He asked, "What if this is another harmless joke your brother made with you?"

Lake: "No harm."

"Of course," McGarr replied blankly, "we also have a merman, don't we?"

"She can't speak, she can't write," Rick said after a pause, then shrugged, "and she will always hide in the bottom of my boat. I have almost forgotten what he looks like."

"Then put a chain around her neck and lock her beside Zhizhi's boat. She can help us find where the captain wants to go without speaking or writing."

"Stop." Caesar interrupted their conversation coldly, "I'm not going to waste my time listening to you guys arguing here, now, those who doubt Megal stand up—tell me your reasons, Barry, you come first, you were on duty last night, and I allow you a special right to speak."

McGarl sneered.

Barry pushed his way through the crowd—this time in a normal way, not hopping like a rabbit.However, he still couldn't wait to answer Caesar's question as before. He raised his hands high, blinked his big eyes, and the excited and crazy light flashed in his eyes: "I saw it, Captain, I saw it—— The reason why I am so sure is, of course, that I saw that there was no moonlight last night, but the Hornet next door did not extinguish the oil lamp hanging on the side of the ship all night, so I saw it through that little light, it was definitely Megal—— Yes, I'm sure it was him, he came in through the bilge window and knocked us all out!"

McGarr: "A cripple fell through the window?"

Caesar: "Let him finish."

McGarr curled his lips, and then hit the captain on the back of his head.

"It's so easy to pretend to be paralyzed," Barry said indifferently. "You follow the captain every day, so of course you know where the mermaid is locked up, and then you pretend to be paralyzed. —”

The boy's words suddenly stopped at this point.He covered his mouth and widened his eyes in regret, because he realized that what he was going to say next produced serious logical contradictions.

But McGarl obviously wouldn't just let him go.

Sitting on the only chair like an old man, the walrus man smiled freely, and he urged in a soft voice: "Go on, why don't you say it? - I can't go on, right, let me say it for you Go on, okay? I used the 'pretend to be paralyzed', a 'good reason no one can guess', to kill a mermaid for an inexplicable reason, willing to eat, drink, and scatter, and live like a pig on the bed—and then I I also used my dagger, my personal dagger as the murder weapon, and left it on the mermaid's chest as if I was afraid that others would not know. My brain is not very good, and the captain of the forefoot just told me where the mermaid is stored , I couldn’t wait to touch her back and kill her—and before I knew it, the mermaid was alive and well—”

McGarl paused, and raised the corners of his lips: "Do you think I want you to know that I am a murderer, or do I not want you to know that I am a murderer?"

Barry was speechless.

Like a cat that has won a battle, McGarl puts away his puffy fur in satisfaction.

Lake sneered twice, deeply feeling that it was terrible, and he would not offend McGarr in his life.

Just when the whole ship fell silent, someone spoke. It was somewhat unexpected and somewhat expected. When the man spoke, almost everyone looked up at him, but the man who gathered all eyes As if he didn't feel it, those amber pupils just stared at the black-haired young man on the chair beside him.

McGarr raised his face and met the slightly indifferent eyes without fear.

"What if you want to use our reverse thinking?" The man squeezed the walrus man's jaw and lifted it up slightly. His index finger was slightly hooked, and the fingertips were on McGar's mandible. There was some pain. His thin lips Qingqi, speaking in a slow and slow tone, "If you left these things on purpose, manipulated our thinking, and wanted us to easily ignore your...obvious gaze?"

"I don't need to take this risk," McGarr said earnestly and word for word, looking at his big dog, "If I want to do it, I can leave no trace, and you won't even suspect me on the head."

Barry: "But—the one who broke through the window last night—"

"I'm paralyzed, thank you." McGarr raised his voice, and without even giving him a glance, his tone became harsh and interrupted the boy.

"And on my Stormrage, there are countless people who are about the same height and build as you." Caesar said lightly.

"That's it." McGarr nodded, "I didn't do it, I just didn't do it."

There was firmness and stubbornness in the walrus man's voice.

Yes, stubborn.

The man realized that when he stared at those black pupils, his heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly realized that the overly straightforward and strong appearance of his slave apparently dealt him a heavy blow from nowhere—unprecedented, Caesar realized deeply that as a master, he let his The slave was wronged.

He should believe his.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Caesar turned around and lifted his little slave horizontally from the chair-this scene was very familiar, just like a few months ago, in the bar on Djerba Island, he took a few strides He rushed onto the stage without hesitation and picked up the stripper boy who became the center of vision for the drinkers.

The man turned his head, his sharp eyes swept over all his crew members.

Then, with a deep and magnetic voice, he announced a decision indifferently.

"I believe in him."

When Caesar hugged the black-haired young man and decided to leave the sweltering bilge and walked up the stairs leading to the deck, everyone saw that the walrus officer who had made great contributions in catching the mermaid and woke up yesterday was lazily Stretching out his ridiculously white arms, like a pet showing off its power, it hugged the captain's neck tightly.

He rested his chin on the man's neck, smiled, and then, out of the man's sight, made faces at all the people in the hold who were stunned.

He fought an incredible victory.