Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

Sherlock pointed to Colm's black-rimmed glasses: "These glasses belong to me and are kept in the captain's cabin. If you have never seen my ship, how did you get these glasses?"

Colm suddenly realized it and took off his glasses, "I'm sorry, my glasses are broken. I happened to see a pair on the boat, so I used them. I didn't expect them to belong to you, the hero."

"You can use it."

Sherlock was generous. After all, he only used glasses for disguise. Besides, the lenses were Colm's own.

The chief asked Kom to translate at the same time: "If you help Taita, we will release your companions and return the ship to you."

"I don't accept threats."

Sherlock said calmly.

"This is not a threat, this is a deal. We picked up the boat and those people. If they didn't meet us, they would still die. Although we locked them up, we also saved them."

The patriarch continued to let Kom translate.

Wrightson looked at Sherlock seriously: "Brother, Taita is so pitiful, just help it."

"It's not easy to help it."

The cool breeze blew by, and Sherlock got goosebumps all over his body, "Where are my clothes?"

The leader of the Tata tribe waved his hand, and the dark-skinned tribesmen came out carrying a chimpanzee.

The chimpanzee was wearing Sherlock's shirt and trousers, and put striped underwear on his head. He hugged himself tightly, as if he was afraid that others would take away his clothes.

Wrightson laughed at its appearance.

Sherlock sweatdropped. He glanced at the chimpanzee. Without using any ability, just using Houston's usual look, the chimpanzee quickly took off his clothes and handed them to Sherlock respectfully.

Sherlock took the clothes, put them on, and checked his trousers pockets. Both revolvers were there.

He put on his black soft hat and looked at the old patriarch: "Let us think about it for two days first."

The leader of the Tata tribe smiled and nodded, and asked Cam to take Sherlock and Wrightson to a small tree house to rest.

The tree house is made of giant coconut shells, with only a bed made of hay, a door made of banana leaves, and hollow windows.

Sherlock lay on the bed and entered the system again.

Pipicia swung her tail and was playing with herself on the turntable. Sherlock noticed that even if this slow fat bat was spinning on the turntable by itself, its tail always pointed to thank you for participating.

He suddenly felt that next time he turned the wheel, he should not let Pipicia act as the pointer, as it was the most poisonous one.

However, my own bounty has only increased by 1000 million Baileys recently. The bounty increased because of my successful escape from Lipu Port, plus the pirates caught by the Navy based on my intelligence, it has only reached 4000 million Baileys. I have the remaining 2000 million Baileys, which are only enough to transfer 7 times in total, and I can't even make up for ten consecutive draws. Bad review!

He really can't afford the products in junior malls now. Even if he can afford them, he is reluctant to buy them. They are too expensive without discounts.

It seems necessary to increase the talent value of seeking death.

"Cough cough."

Sherlock made a sound, and only then did Pipisia notice the host. He stood up and looked at Sherlock energetically: "Host, do you want to draw a lottery?"

Sherlock nodded and lifted Pipicia up from the turntable: "I will do it myself this time."

He turned the turntable, caught Pipisia in his hand, and threw it like a dart.

"what!!!"

Pipisia screamed and then lay down on the prize position of the big carousel.

"Congratulations to the host, you have extracted the top level of luck, and the luck value has soared to 100."

"Haha."

Sherlock smiled widely, never having thought that this would really work.

But Pipicia's resentment is also very strong.

"Six more times."

Sherlock went over and grabbed Pipicia. Pipicia began to resist: "Host, please respect the workers, or I will get angry!"

"Oh? Are you still angry?"

Sherlock watched Pipicia kiss with interest.

Pipisia's body immediately turned red, and her figure swelled up. Visually, it was already a level higher than that of a pufferfish. She wasn't going to get angry, she was going to explode on the spot.

There was a bang, and sure enough, Pipicia exploded.

The explosion made Sherlock confused.

Did I...did I force an abyssal messenger to death?

Sherlock took a closer look and saw that the flesh and fur of Pipisia's mother had returned, reassembled and restored to its original appearance. It raised its head proudly, as if to say:

I will explode on the spot, will you?

Sherlock: I really don't, society.

He grabbed Pipicia's tail and threw it towards the turntable again.

"what!!!"

Pipicia's screams sounded, and this time it chose to explode directly on the turntable!Take revenge on Shylock.

But the result made him burst into tears.

Because it exploded everywhere, Sherlock just turned a full jackpot!

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 1 bloodline fruit."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 1 sword skill fruit."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 1 Sword Intent Fruit."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a golden battle axe."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a Blue Moon Shadow Knife."

"Congratulations to the host, you have received a basket of gifted fruits."

"Congratulations to the host, you have received 3 instant blessings."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 3 random curses."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a clue to learn the Six Styles."

Sherlock couldn't believe his eyes, "Dear Pipicia, you blew up so wonderfully!"

When the aggrieved Pipicia family reunited, tears could not stop flowing down.

"Host, you, you, you cheated!"

"NO, I have not."

Sherlock was laughing so hard that he couldn't even close his mouth.

In an instant, the angry Pipisia kicked him out of the space.

But even after coming out of the space, Sherlock can still check his attribute panel.

Host: Xia Ming/Sherlock

Suicide Index: Rookie

Skill: Soul Stitch

Stitching the Soul: Leah D. Houston

Wealth: 18 billion

Edible fruit: Shuangshuang fruit

Devil Fruit Capacity: 1/2

Air Luck: 100

Talent value: 11/100

Dao Strength: 4000

Bloodline: Abyss Tyrannosaurus Hybrid

Haki: Armed color Haki, Overlord color Haki, Knowledge color Haki.

背包：天赋果实（1篮子），刀术果实（1）剑意果实（1）黄金战斧（1）血脉果实（1）青月暗影刀（1）有效线索（1）祝福（3）诅咒（3）

Neither the blessing nor the curse needed to be activated by him, the system would activate automatically, and Sherlock was contentedly waiting for the curse of misogyny to be lifted.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, 3 random blessings and 3 random curses offset each other."

Pipicia's familiar voice came, and Sherlock's face turned dark at that moment.

Mud horse!Who asked you to offset it for me? !A blessing that I finally got!It was offset directly!

Are you taking revenge on me?

"Ding, because the host mistreats the Abyss Messenger, we have decided to ban the host from entering the system for one month."

Pipicia's kissing voice sounded again, as if to say, revenge has just begun.

And Sherlock's mind automatically came up with the clue about the Sixth Marine Type, Titan.

Back in the real world, Sherlock sat up from the bed: "Titans and Marine Six? Isn't Marine Six not allowed to be passed on to others?"

"Hero, are you asleep?"

Colm knocked on the treehouse.

"... "

Is this familiar voice the translator?

Kom immediately rushed into the room, holding a flower quilt: "I'm afraid of sleeping alone. Do you mind squeezing in with you? The hero will definitely not mind, hahaha."

Without waiting for Sherlock to answer, he lay down next to Sherlock and continued: "I can share the quilt I made. This quilt was made by me stitch by stitch. People in the Tata tribe don't cover themselves with quilts. They spend many nights at night." cold."

Sherlock sweatdropped.

"Hero, you also know that the Tatas are cannibals. I have been here for a month and have been in fear every day. Finally, I have met civilized people like me. We should help each other."

Colm was a talkative man who couldn't control his mouth. He kept talking and didn't even give Sherlock a chance to interrupt.

"You must want to ask me, why don't you escape? These beasts outside are more terrifying than the Tatas, especially the Tatas. All my companions who came with me to explore were separated. We encountered a tornado at sea, a damn tornado. "

"By the way, how did you come to this island?"

Colm looked at Sherlock with bright eyes, full of desire for knowledge.

Sherlock was about to speak.

Kom continued: "I have been here on this island for a month and found that there are many secrets on the island. Do you want to know?"

Sherlock: "..."

Kom sat up and said excitedly: "This island is not recorded on the world map, and there is a special magnetic field on the island. The recording pointer does not work here. There is a strange current outside the island, and the sailboat cannot sail out at all."

Sherlock's mouth twitched slightly, why are you so excited if the boat can't get out?

"The patriarch said that Titan is the patron saint of the mountain and must stay on the island. It's all nonsense. In fact, Titan also wants to find his child, but he can't get out at all. The ocean current is like an endless loop. No matter where he goes from the island No matter where you start, you will eventually return to the island."

"But Titan is indeed full of treasures. The Titan's brain can extract genes similar to those of the giants, the heart can be used as a perpetual energy source, the kidneys can be used as medicine, the meat is also rich in nutrients, and the bones can be used to make the strongest ship frame in the world. , even fingernails can be used as medicine, Titan’s hands are also valuable and can be made into weapons, and the light waves emitted by those 10 fingers can destroy a village with enough force."

Colm looked at Sherlock, "Why don't you speak?"

"Hero, don't you like to talk? Did you also get shipwrecked at sea and drift here?"

Sherlock wiped the sweat from his forehead, wrapped Colm in the quilt, kicked him out, and felt that the whole world became quiet.

Soon, Sherlock heard Wrightson snoring from the treehouse next door.

"This artificial man, why don't you modify your nose?"

Sherlock complained, lying on the bed filled with hay, he suddenly felt the tree house shaking, and then heard the screams.

"No! The Titans are coming!"

Kom rushed over holding the quilt, "Hero, help."

Sherlock immediately woke up Wrightson in the tree house next door: "Let's go."

Wrightson wiped his sleepy eyes and yawned: "Where are we going at night? Brother, I won't go to the Red Theater. The cost is too high."

Sherlock slapped Wrightson on the head and woke him up: "Red Nima, the Titan is coming."

"Titan?"

Wrightson sat up immediately.

As Titan approaches, the entire tropical rainforest is shaking.

The Tatas hid in the thick bushes on the ground, ready to escape at any moment.

The tree house can be rebuilt if abandoned, but it will be completely gone if the people are gone.

"Human, human, human, damn human, come out here."

roared the Titan.

"%......&#"

The thin patriarch raised his green cane and said to Sherlock.

Kom immediately translated for him: "The patriarch said, the opportunity has come, hero, kill him, the darkest woman in the Tata tribe will be yours."

"Does it say on my face that I like black women?"

Sherlock couldn't help roaring.

Kom swallowed: "Hero, do you want to reject the patriarch? I can translate."

Sherlock covered his face with one hand, feeling that there were serious cultural differences with the Tatas.

Before the Titans destroyed the entire tropical rainforest, Sherlock walked out.

"Are you in such a hurry to court death?"