Sandy leaned back in his chair, tilted his head up, and propped his feet on the desk as he pondered the forces that had been in Loguetown at the time, listed in the intelligence report.
He was one of the family's seven supervisors in the first half of the Grand Line, responsible for the route starting at Drum Island.
He was also the senior member of the seven. He could make decisions on most matters in the first half of the Grand Line without needing to report them first.
About a month ago, one of their small bases in the East Blue had been ransacked. Naturally, they knew about it.
The family had always believed in paying back every slight, so they would certainly send someone to take revenge. They just hadn't taken the matter too seriously. After all, the East Blue was the weakest sea.
What they hadn't expected was that the men they sent couldn't even find out who their opponent was!
That caught Sandy's attention. He was confident that his mind was sharper than most people's.
Even among the family's officers, he believed only Vergo could match him.
He'd sent out a large number of people to investigate from the sidelines. Eventually, they discovered that a batch of weapons had entered the black market around that time.
Their investigation confirmed that the weapons had been manufactured by the family. After asking around the black market in Loguetown, they learned that a blond man had sold them.
There were no photographs, so the descriptions they got were still rather vague.
He'd also obtained records from the local Marine base listing the various forces that had passed through Loguetown during that period. In the end, he'd narrowed it down to a few people whose appearances matched.
The most suspicious