"The Marines?" Beckman sounded surprised. "Why would the Marines show up in Yuba?"
"Who knows? Might have something to do with a Devil Fruit," Red-Hair said, rubbing his chin.
"A Devil Fruit? Is someone selling one in Yuba?"
"Yeah. There's an auction."
Beckman thought for a moment, then asked, "Who did the Marines send?"
"Sakazuki."
"What?" Beckman frowned. "Akainu? That guy's a nightmare to deal with. Will you be all right there on your own?"
"I'll be fine. Lin Mo's here too. I'm telling you, that kid is something else..."
From there, Red-Hair launched into a long-winded account.
On the other end of the Den Den Mushi, Beckman listened in speechless resignation. He wanted to hang up, but Red-Hair might suddenly remember something important. So he kept listening until Red-Hair finally rambled himself out and ended the call.
In the Red Hair Pirates' ship cabin, Bajiru walked in eating a hunk of meat. Seeing Beckman looking as though he had a headache, he asked, "What's wrong, Beckman? Was that the boss calling?"
Beckman nodded.
Bajiru grinned. "Did the boss find Lin Mo?"
"He did." Beckman lit a cigarette and took a drag. "They're in a place called Yuba. Akainu's there too."
"Huh? Akainu? The Marine?" Bajiru paused mid-bite. "Can the boss handle him?"
"He can definitely get out in one piece. I'm more worried he'll stick his nose into something that isn't his business..."
After parting ways with Red-Hair, Lin Mo found a shady spot under a large tree, set up his lounge chair, stretched out comfortably, and took a nap.
He had barely slept when plainclothes Marines stationed around Yuba suddenly gathered nearby.
Their leader was a burly man in a dark red suit, with a rose pinned to his left breast, black leather gloves on his hands, a