[Pirates] Push Shanks' 108 Form

The joy of returning home with a full load was swept away.

"You dug the grave while we were away?!" Jesus Bu was the first to lose his breath, and his voice was trembling at the end, "Isn't the information very clear? Disturbing the king's subjects who have been buried here for a long time will be punished." Stay!"

"We're not perverts!" Lagilu looked anxious and aggrieved, "It's rare to go ashore, and the newcomers can't stop walking ashore! I don't know how it became like this."

"Where's Felix?" Shanks asked, "I'll go see him."

"In his room, and the guest is not here, we don't know how to treat it..."

Shanks strode towards Philly's room.

"Wait, boss, that's an infection..." A crew member was cleaning the corridor when he saw the captain heading straight for the door and hurried to catch up.

"I said, before things are clear, it's not good to jump to such conclusions." The red-haired man stopped, and looked back at him strangely at first, as if thinking of something, his expression quickly turned serious, "Don't say such things. Let me hear it again, Fili is our companion."

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"What? Fell into a well?" Beckman frowned.

Philip nodded weakly. He also knew how much panic his illness had brought to the crew at this time. The always cheerful baby face was about to cry with guilt, "I'm sorry, everyone, I really didn't do anything else. I didn't go ashore. No matter how far I walked, I fell into a well, and then I shouted at people while thumping, and they shook me up with a wheel, I’m really sorry.”

"Don't think about it," Shanks pressed his hand, then looked at the ship's doctor, "could there be a problem with this well?"

Ji Ke put away the stethoscope, quickly drew a tube of blood, and took off the tie, "It's hard to say, I went to see that well, it was very clear, it doesn't look like there is any bacterial community."

"Wait patiently," Ji Ke took out the testing equipment from the medical box again, "high fever, skin ecchymosis, these symptoms are obviously more like sepsis, I will give him a bottle of broad-spectrum antibiotics first, and wait to find out what kind of bacteria it is Say it again."

Pan Mi and Fei Li are roommates, and now he is sick. Pan Mi opened the door of the medical room with a probe, and walked over with an apple.

"The ship's doctor said you had sepsis, what happened?"

Complaining softly, Pan Mi picks up the knife and peels the apple deftly. Half a minute later, she throws the apple peel into the trash can and hands over the flesh, "Here, here you go."

Feili stared at the clear and white apple flesh for three seconds, turned his head, and hummed weakly, "I don't want to eat it."

"........."

Pan Mi got angry all of a sudden, put the apple on the plate with a "snap", took out a mop from under the table, looked at it, it was too dirty, put it back; then picked up a steel ruler from the table, and shook it Bump, a little sink, then put down.

Finally, she looked around, pulled a stack of newspapers from the table, rolled them into a paper tube, and knocked on Feili's head:

"Don't eat fruit, let you not eat fruit, don't eat fruit, don't eat fruit, don't eat fruit..." Every time Pan Mi said "don't eat fruit", she slapped him on the forehead. Humming and dodging, Pan Mi's newspaper tube was knocked flat after a dozen or so "don't eat fruit".

"Picky eaters pick out sickness, are you being honest now?"

Philip said aggrievedly, "I like oranges!"

"..." Pan Mi glanced at him, "Okay, just wait obediently."

Five minutes later, Pan Mi took out a plump orange from her pocket and flashed it proudly in front of Feili.

"Aren't oranges a fruit only in autumn and winter?" Feili's eyes widened, and his voice was husky.

"It's good to eat something. You don't care where it comes from. If you eat eggs, you don't care which hen lays?" He scratched the skin with a fruit knife, and then babbled literaryly while peeling the skin, "I know What is this called? Swords are like water, Wu Yan beats snow, and slender hands break new oranges—this is the treatment only the emperor has."

Feili didn't understand, but this didn't stop him from praising, "Xiao Bai, you are still a cultural person."

Pan Mi was proud of her disrespect, she nodded, and said aggressively, "So, being able to be my roommate shows that you have both character and luck. To be taken care of by me personally, your life is really not very good."

She turned the peeled orange meat around, and used a knife to dig out the white silk in the center of the axis. When she turned her wrist, her fingertips quickly pinched a small blue flower, and she mercilessly took it out of the blind spot of vision. It is rolled into small balls and stuffed with orange flesh.

Then, she rudely pushed the orange meat into Feili's mouth, and muttered in Feili's choked eyes, "So, cheer up quickly, and get well after you recover from illness." Do you know the answer?"

It is said that [Xinhai], which can cure all diseases, was fed to him, and it is estimated that he will recover tomorrow.

The red light of the sunrise on the horizon warmed the sky.

Pan Mi shouldered the task of taking care of patients, and got up twice in the middle of the night to take Fei Li's temperature and make records.Because of this, I didn't rest very well, and I was still in bed early in the morning.

The noise of the pirates and the collision of items came from outside the cabin. Pan Mi let out a painful thud, covered her head with a pillow, and wailed, "Well, I hate hardworking people."

Holding the washbasin and towel, he got up in a daze, went to wash the room with his eyes closed, brushed his teeth with his eyes closed, but suddenly heard a voice shouting something in the corridor: "Deputy captain,...have a fever,...contagion... ..."

What do you say?

Pan Mi shook her head, she was overwhelmed by the knowledge, and said yes.

This time the voice was much clearer: "21 partners have already had a fever, I'm not alarmist, this disease is really contagious!"

Pan Mi: "!!!"

After quickly washing up, she planned to go to the medical room to check the situation, but when she passed the captain's cabin, she heard arguing inside.

Looking left and right, I didn't have the courage to lie directly on the door to listen, so I picked a corner not far away to hide and eavesdrop.

The ship doctor said angrily: "I am still investigating the cause, but I can say for sure that it is not an infectious disease! If there is an incubation period when the disease occurs, more than a dozen of us eat and live together, why do we only die when we come back?" A person has symptoms of high fever?"

"If there is no incubation period, huh, that would be even more unbelievable. Philip was sick for three days, and everyone seemed to be fine at that time. Our people suddenly fell ill this morning?"

Shanks' voice came: "Don't get excited, tell me, what do you think is suspicious?"

Five seconds later, the ship's doctor whispered, "Well water"

He continued: "I've tested the well water, and it's so clean, it's unbelievably clean. It stands to reason that even if the water quality is good and there are no paramecium, there must be one or two E. coli or some photosynthetic bacteria? But no, nothing. No, and the value of biochemical oxygen demand is equivalent to that of medical distilled water! It is impossible to put it anywhere, unless it contains something that can kill all microorganisms, but with the current equipment, I can’t detect it yet Come out. I wonder if that boy Philly choked on two mouthfuls of water after falling in..."

The navigator interrupted and said, "Although the soil of islands where minerals are produced is generally rich in bad elements, and the well water can be considered as groundwater, I don't think it can reach such a scary level, or else the country would have died sooner or later." It will be gone in 800 years."

Beckman thought for a while, and then there was the sound of chairs rubbing against the floor, "I see what you mean."

Feli was lying on the bed in a daze, with a wet towel on his forehead, and Beckman sat beside his bed, shaking him awake.

He said succinctly: "Philip, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but we have very important things to ask."

"It's okay, you can ask, deputy captain." Fei Li's voice was hoarse due to the persistent high fever.

"Who came ashore the day you fell into that well?"

Feli vaguely mentioned a few names.

"No one else?"

"There are two more," added one of the called pirates, "and Tab and Rist."

"When did it fall?"

Philly said, "In the afternoon, when the sun goes down."

Beckman looked at Lagilu: "Who didn't come home at night when we came back?"

Lagilu ran away, and came back two seconds later with a thick notebook, "This record..."

"Records are useless," Beckman turned his head and said, "Call everyone to the deck, keep quiet, and no communication is allowed. I will ask them one by one."

The atmosphere on the deck was heavy, no one spoke, and the dignified and gloomy expressions of the cadres showed the seriousness of the matter.

Someone polluted their fresh water in an attempt to destroy the Red Hair Pirates in this way.

Fortunately in the misfortune, the pirates obviously prefer rum to water, so not all of them were recruited.

Beckman asked around, and finally turned to a very ordinary crew member: "Tab, last September, we had a serious conflict with the islanders on the shore. Are you one of them?"

The old mention of the past made the man named Tabu stunned. He paused for two seconds and said, "Yes...we were attacked. Renda was killed at that time. I had to jump into the sea and swim back."

Beckman smiled coldly, closed the navigation record in his hand, and said, "Go and search his room."

Tabu's personal belongings are not many, similar to everyone's, a few guns, daggers, a change of clothes and some small collections, and there are no phone bugs or any special documents that everyone imagines.

Beckman opened a box, and inside was a dilapidated stamp album, a metal soldier with movable joints, and a piece of letter paper with the name of the signatory removed.

The content of the letter is very ordinary, but it is a man and a woman recalling the sweetness of the past and looking forward to their upcoming child-"If it is a girl, it will be named after our hometown-Liberta."

"Libeta Island." Beckman slowly repeated the name, and said, "I remember one time we went to the South China Sea and passed by Libeta Island. The boss suggested that you go to the island to see your wife and children. At that time, you refused and stayed to guard the boat. .”

"...What does that mean?" The man's face flushed immediately, "Didn't Jesus Bu pass by the house several times and dare not go in when he was in Donghai?!"

Beckman ignored him and continued, "This stamp album is pretty good...the stamp 'Our Naval Heroes' is actually included—the navy issued a limited edition to honor Karp."

He turned to the last page. "But the latest collection of stamps was issued three years ago, Tubb. You seem to have lost interest in this in recent years."

The man's face paled instantly.

"That navy undercover named Boca really likes to buy stamps," Beckman pulled out his gun from his waist, "Is he your comrade in arms?"

"........."

"...You're right. These things are Boka's relics. He and I received this ghost mission and ran to your ship." The man still had a pale face, but his tone was calm.

"Later I was exposed. Boca secretly took my phone bug and died under the knives of you pirates. He died for me! I should have died!"

As if recalling that nightmare again, the man's eyes were tearing open, and his emotions became more and more agitated, "The group of soft-legged shrimps in the Navy headquarters actually let me do this. I tore off my non-commissioned officer card. have--"

Before he could finish speaking, gunshots came.

With his eyes still open, the man fell straight down, with a flower of blood blooming on his forehead.

During the whole process, Shanks has been sitting by the side watching all this in silence.

Up to now, there is nothing to blame for Tabu's actions. It is much better to be an enemy from the beginning than to be betrayed by your companions.

Three years of fellowship, this result is not comforting.However, compared to how to express anger, or how to give forgiveness, they have more important things right now——

Shanks stood up and said, "Wipe the deck clean, we are running out of time, we must find a cure quickly."

"Boss, how can this be cured?!" A pirate said desperately, "The whole country can't do anything about this infectious disease! Once we get it, all of us will be finished in seven days!"

"I repeat, they are poisoned, not an infectious disease." Shanks' face darkened, his usually pleasant face was filled with rare hidden anger and coercion, which made the crew member immediately sweat coldly and obediently shut up.

The red-haired pirate captain turned to his first officer standing on the right, "Beckman, have you noticed it too? There is something strange in the diary, I was too sleepy and forgot to ask you."

Beckman said: "That's right, the diary said: 'There are only seven days from fever to death', but the day when the king got sick was June [-], and the time recorded on the last page was July [-]. for two weeks."

The author has something to say: Everyone, Happy New Year [It seems to be too late. . . 】