Two unlucky fools who had walked right into the line of fire—one with a bounty of 21 million Beli, the other 15 million.
In the Four Blues, they could barely be considered pirates with some strength.
They did not disappoint Kizaru. After a harsh interrogation, they spilled plenty of useful intelligence, saving the Marines a great deal of trouble.
"The Swimsuit Pirates are already gone?"
The unexpected news made Kizaru raise a brow.
"Yes, Vice Admiral."
The interrogation had been handled by a branch lieutenant colonel well-versed in torture. He reported in a low voice:
"The Swimsuit Pirates arrived at Hot Nest Peninsula last night and met with the underground arms dealers in a tavern. These two happened to witness it."
"This was originally only a preliminary meeting to finalize the order, with the official transaction scheduled for noon today. But apparently, they could not agree on a price. The Swimsuit Pirates' attitude displeased the arms dealers, triggering a conflict that ultimately wiped them out."
"And just then, Rear Admiral Buma's fleet arrived at the peninsula. The arms dealers most likely discovered them while pursuing the Swimsuit Pirates' surviving members."
"Now all the information fits together..."
Noah's gaze flickered as he looked at the lieutenant colonel. "What about what happened afterward? They really don't know anything at all?"
"No. Those two were frozen into snow sculptures as well. They only thawed out after the sun rose this morning. They were lucky enough not to be disposed of along the way."
The lieutenant colonel shook his head. "Still, the two of them provided one useful lead. In the past, there were also pirate crews whose deals fell through and who were eliminated by this arms dealer organization."
"The next day, the valuables from those pirate crews would show up for sale