Splash...
"Is everyone ready...?"
Luo Chen stood on the bow of the ship and turned back to confirm with his companions who had already taken their positions.
"Hmm... everything is ready. The magnetic force on the Log Pose has been fully stored, Captain. We are ready to depart at any time..."
When George, the ship's navigator, saw new recruits joining them and realized his own position was in jeopardy, he quickly spoke up to demonstrate his abilities.
The others simply stood at their posts without saying much, only glancing at him with excited expressions.
"Alright, let's set sail for the next island!"
After scanning the group's situation, Luo Chen gave the order to set sail.
"Oh!!"
Everyone agreed and then proceeded according to their pre-arranged steps.
Soon, with everyone's help, the ship carried them to the next island.
Just as Luo Chen and the others set sail, two figures suddenly appeared on the dock, gazing in that direction.
"Why didn't you go and say goodbye to them? They helped us a lot, after all. We should at least show them the proper etiquette, Sabo!!"
The two remained silent throughout, watching them set sail and disappear completely from their sight, without offering any thanks.
Finally, as the ship sailed further away, one of the slender figures, Koala, spoke to the person beside her.
"No, we're not very familiar with them yet, and we already thanked them at the auction. Going back now would seem redundant."
It's better to keep your feelings in your heart and pray for them in your mind; that's what a real man does. However, I believe we will definitely have a chance to meet again, and then I will express my sincere gratitude to them once more.
When Koala asked him a question, Sabo did not answer her immediately. Instead, he continued to gaze silently ahead for a long time before speaking.
"Really? I still don't understand. The bonds between you men are really complicated. Fine, you're the commander of this operation, and I'm just your assistant. I'll just listen to you..."
However, we've stayed long enough, Sabo. It's time to go back and complete the task Mr. Dragon assigned us..."
After saying that, Koala seemed to remember something and quickly slapped her forehead, reminding Sabo.
"Okay, I understand. By the way, how's the investigation into Les going? Have they identified the murderer? Or is Carlos himself the murderer?"
Sabo nodded in agreement. He knew that the two of them had already been there long enough, and he understood the importance of the matter. But remembering their purpose, he quickly asked Koala for clarification.
"Although the investigation is not yet complete, it can be roughly determined that Carlos was behind it. According to the recollections of the two women we captured who served Carlos two days ago, a subordinate named Les was indeed recognized by Carlos that day and was ambushed and killed. It is said that Carlos killed all the witnesses that day, but forgot about the two women, who were arrested and interrogated from his home after Carlos death."
As she spoke, Koala brought up the other two witnesses and roughly recounted what had happened that day. Although the truth was incredibly painful for the two witnesses, they had still managed to find the murderer, and he had now been eliminated, which could be considered revenge for Les. This made the two witnesses reconsider their actions.
"Let's go. Now that we've investigated Brother Les's matter, it's time to take over the investigation into Carlos's arms dealing. We have a lot of things to deal with; we can't afford to delay any longer, Koala..."
Having said that, Sabo walked back with high spirits and called out to the somewhat dazed Koala.
"Um..."
The two walked together toward the underground exchange where Carlos had already been investigated.
Meanwhile, after Luo Chen and his group defeated Carlos's gang, the aftershocks continued. Morgans, the head of the intelligence industry and founder of Morgans Newspaper, also followed in Luo Chen's footsteps and arrived at Supomachi Island.
Wow...
Guided by hundreds of seagulls, Morgans landed at the island branch in the cockpit of the flying aircraft.
clatter...
"Hmm, what's going on? Why hasn't anyone come to greet me? Wasn't the news of my arrival already sent to Eriksen via Den Den Mushi? Did something happen to that guy, which is why no one knows I was coming today?"
As soon as Morgans stepped out of the car and arrived at Eriksen's private residence, he found the courtyard deserted. His subordinate Eriksen, was not there to greet him respectfully as usual. This made the quick-witted Morgans sense something was amiss, and he wondered aloud.
"Hey, is anyone else here? This is Morgans. Quickly tell your master, Eriksen, to come and serve me..."
After scanning the area and finding no one there, Morgans shouted loudly, trying to summon some servants.
Ta-da-ta-da...
Soon, at his call, an elderly steward, who was about sixty years old, arrived with several guards.
"Oh, who is it? It's you, Lord Morgans. Your subordinate, Bekusa, expresses his respects and asks for your forgiveness for our lack of proper hospitality. Please forgive us!"
Upon seeing Morgans's face clearly, Bekusa immediately recognized him and quickly led his subordinates to bow and welcome him.
"Hmm, no need for such formalities, please get up. Your name is Bekusa, right? I have something I'd like to ask you. Please get up and speak!"
Seeing the butler under Eriksen being so respectful to him, Morgans relaxed for a moment, and with a slight smile, he placed his hands on the ground.
"Yes..."
When Morgans told him to get up and that he had something to ask them, Bekusa stood up, straightened his face, and said very respectfully.
The two bodyguards behind him, as if on cue, stood behind him, heads bowed, not daring to interrupt.
"Yes, that's right. I informed Eriksen this morning that I was coming here today. Why didn't he come to greet me personally? Did something happen?"
Morgans expressed his doubts to him and asked.
"Oh, Lord Morgans, you mean Lord Eriksen? He took his men to yesterday's grand auction last night, and I don't know why he hasn't returned yet. This has never happened before, and I'm not entirely sure. Should we send someone to find out?"
The old butler spoke with a puzzled expression. Eriksen, who should have returned long ago, still hadn't come back, which had already made them somewhat worried that something had happened. They had sent someone to investigate an hour ago, but the person hadn't returned yet, so they waited for Morgans's arrival, which prevented him from sending someone to deal with the matter in time.
"An auction? Was it organized by Carlos? Indeed, according to past practice, Eriksen should have returned by the time the event ended at dawn, but now..."
That guy probably plotted something to keep them occupied, but that's unlikely. You know, usually other factions on the island would send people too. He wouldn't be so foolish as to fight all those major powers, would he?
Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it anymore. You should just have someone check it out and see what's going on."
Upon hearing the word "auction," Morgans thought of Carlos, the apparent ruler of Supomachi Island, and wondered if he might be plotting something. After thinking for a while without figuring anything out, he decided it was better to have Bekusa send someone to confirm it personally than to let him speculate here.
"Yes, I sent someone there an hour ago. We should have news soon. Please wait with me a moment and see what my men have to say."
After saying this, Bekusa welcomed Morgans into the living room, poured him tea and water, and told him to wait there for news.
Ta-da-ta-da...
"Report..."
Soon, the urgent reports from intelligence personnel could be heard from outside.
"Come in..."
"Yes!! Huff... Huff... Report, Lord Bekusa, I have ascertained the truth of the matter. Lord Eriksen was brutally murdered by Carlos's men at the auction..."
No sooner had he finished speaking than his subordinate in a black suit rushed in with several letters, panting heavily as he anxiously reported the situation to them.
"What?"
Upon hearing that Eriksen had been assassinated, Morgans and Bekusa stood up in unison, exclaiming in disbelief.
"You... are you telling the truth? Eriksen was killed by Carlos's men? Tell me what happened... and Carlos, how is he now?"
Morgans stepped forward, walked up to him, and spoke loudly, in a questioning tone, like a superior reprimanding a subordinate.
"Hmm... yes, the thing is, Lord Eriksen and representatives from several other forces personally attended the auction held by Carlos last night. It's understood that there were also people from other forces present."
What was initially thought to be a grand auction turned out to be a conspiracy by Carlos. He plotted to kill everyone involved in the auction and reshuffle the island's power structure. After a fierce battle, Lord Eriksen, along with other factions, nobles, and slave traders, were all slaughtered by Carlos; almost no one escaped...
The man hesitated when he saw Morgans standing in front of him asking in such a tone. Only after seeing Bekusa nod to him did he begin to explain, and he gave him a hesitant look at the last moment, as if he wanted to continue.
Glug...
As he spoke, the man swallowed hard, clearly shocked by Luo Chen's strength.