[Pirate] Pseudo-Four Emperors

"Boss!" Xio rushed into the conference room in a hurry and saw Shanks lying on the chair with his feet crossed on the large table in the middle, his face covered with books, obviously in a dormant state, and extremely anxious.

"Boss! Wake up!" I'm really going to jump now, how difficult it is to wake up the boss!

"Is there a result?" There was a voice coming from under the book, and it was obvious that he hadn't woken up and was disturbed by the voice.

"Ah... um!" Xio was stunned, reflexively.

"Then why don't you arrest people, what are you doing here?" Still in a lazy tone, he was slumped on the chair and had no intention of getting up.

"Ah... yes!" Xio was obviously still a little dazed, but he reacted very quickly to the instructions, and it could even be said that he was very excited and happy to carry out the order.

"It seems that there is still a long way to go~" Beckman stood at the window and swallowed the clouds, and he looked unpredictable in the smoke.

"Well... I said, can you go out to smoke?" Shanks sat up, the book on his face was drawn down to reveal his eyes, he held them with his hands, and looked at Beckman with unfriendly eyes.

Beckman took the cigarette away, stretched out the finger holding the cigarette butt, and raised his eyebrows: "What? That guy who is so worried? Want me to go out and have a look?"

Shanks covered his face, rolled his eyes, "No. The smell of smoke."

Beckman rolled his eyes at him, "You're also a 'smelly' man, don't be like Phil." Then he opened the door and went out, listening to the commotion outside, it seemed to be quite lively.

Shanks collapsed back again, continued to cover his face with the book, and whispered with a smile: "Don't be like Phil..."

The situation on the deck was a bit chaotic. A group of people holding saws, hammers, and drivers, which looked painful to the body, surrounded Mulder, who was in tattered clothes. Beckman looked at the group speechlessly.If he remembers correctly, these are carpenters and blacksmiths that Phil scavenged from who knows where. Phil, a guy who can only saw tables, insisted that Xio take them all and train them into a doctor class. It is said that these people have no superb medical skills. But he has a lot of experience and skills in how to amputate a person's limb and close the wound with a red-hot iron. It seems that he has a little bit of knowledge in setting bones?But what's going on with this battle?Does it take such a big fight to catch Mulder?

Compared to Beckman who was watching carefully, the other person in charge—Jesus Bu was obviously here to watch the show, standing on the second floor of the ship, leaning on the railing, fearing that the world would not be chaotic and ordering randomly. "Hey, the one with the hammer, did I say that the rice cooked by Lagi is not delicious? Do you need Hugh to show you such a muscle weakness? You! You are the one who is talking to me. You can't hold the screwdriver like this. How do you stab someone? Think about how Phil and the boss swung a knife and rushed up that day. Yes, this saw is good and sharp, but do you know how to use it? You really treat Mulder’s neck like a piece of wood ? Can this be cut off like this?"

Listening to Jesus Bu's nonsense, not only did the doctor's class below start to become chaotic, but even Mu De, who was still calm and composed, couldn't help but became exasperated, and shouted: "Brother Jesus Bu! What the hell is going on? What? Why do these messy people suddenly attack me?! Does the boss know? Wouldn’t you be whipped if you fight with weapons on the boat?”

Jesus Bu slapped his head, as if waking up from a dream, "You're right, I forgot." Instantly Jesus Bu raised his voice, "Everyone—! Stop!"

Looking at the restless crowd below, Jesus raised one corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It seems that my words are not working~" Bang!With a gunshot, everyone's movements froze instantly, including Mulder. Both sides began to stop at the same time, and the camp began to become clearer a little bit.

Jesus Bu smiled, "Well, it's better to have a gun." Boom!Hearing this untimely voice, Jesus couldn't help but cast a blank glance at someone standing in the crowd holding a stick, "Hugh, can you not leak air at a critical moment?"

Xio put away the stick, and said in a very bad tone, "What critical moment? You are playing handsome, I think this moment is just right, it will save trouble if you knock him unconscious with a stick."

"Yes, it's easy~ I used my own team to catch one person, and it's easy... Really." Seeing Hugh roughly grabbing Mulder's foot and dragging him into the room where Shanks was, Jesus Bu Yang said in a loud voice: "Hugh! Remember to pay the overtime wages of the team members out of your own pocket! Phil will not pay for you!"

"Well, your ammunition money will also be deducted from your account." A voice sounded eerie behind his ear, with a hint of air-conditioning.

"Ah...well~ I'll go back and count right now, and I'll definitely hand over the required amount to you before tonight. I'll go back right away, right away." Jesus raised his hands, with an obvious embarrassment on his face, After saying a word, he took a big step back, and disappeared after a few steps.

Lackey, who was holding a spatula in the kitchen, wiped his sweat and smiled happily, "mina~ we will have a big meal today, everyone has to work hard~" He was answered by more frequent spatulas colliding .

The situation in the room is very delicate, Shanks maintained the same action as when Hugh came to look for him just now, Mulder lay unconscious on the chair opposite the table, and Hugh frowned while looking at the account books piled up by Beckman on the table .

Two 10 minutes, the time is just right.

As a doctor, Xio had accurately calculated the time when he knocked Mulder unconscious, and it was limited to 10 minutes. In fact, it was not for any great purpose, but he just felt that if he didn't set a time limit for himself, he might watch it in two days. If you don't understand these accounts, you will be more motivated to do things with the sense of urgency of the time limit.

Mulder woke up, saw the situation in front of him clearly, frowned and said, "Hugh, what are you doing?" There was no restlessness just now, although the heart was very anxious, at least he had to keep calm where this person was present.

"Fokke died of poisoning, you know that?" Xio asked simply and directly.

From the moment he opened his mouth, Mulder quickly judged that the interrogation was led by the youngest and inexperienced of the cadres, Xio, while the boss had been recuperating with his book covered, and seemed not to speak.

Mulder nodded. This is something everyone knows, and there is nothing surprising.

Xio continued: "The body has been examined by me, and I don't think there will be any doubts." He pushed out a cloth towel from behind the pile of account books, with a blown coral on it, "Does it look familiar? Mulder."

Mulder narrowed his eyes, looked at it seriously, and shook his head, "The corals are all about the same size, and I can't see anything special."

Xio squinted his eyes, "Only three people had contact with this coral after boarding the boat. The first one," he raised his finger, "Fokker who has turned into a corpse, and the second one, bought it back and disinfected it and put it in the warehouse." Save Phil, the third, you."

"Are you arresting me just because of this?" Mulder's face turned red instantly, the veins on his forehead throbbed, and his anger was obvious.

"Of course not." Xio was very calm, then opened the account book, and poked the record on it, "When I was in Shampoo Land, there began to be a shortage of things in the warehouse. There were all kinds of things, including bandages, alcohol and other medicines. With items, what I think needs attention is that that night, when Phil came back from a trip, she met me on the boat. I saw blood on her hands and asked her, and she said something sneakily At first, I didn’t pay attention to it, but now I feel that there is a problem, because the medical supplies have been in short supply since that day.” Xio raised his hand to stop what he was about to say, “In Phil that time I saw something when I swung your box out, so I didn't suspect you at first, but ah... When you 'slept' just now, someone saw the missing items recorded in your box in your box. Of course, this is still not enough to prove anything, you can say that someone framed you. Then, there is one thing that can never be covered up, that is the wound on your body, just take off your clothes and look, you can know if you are the one people."

After saying that, Xio stood up and walked towards him. Mulder also struggled to get up at this time, and put on a posture, ready to resist, and said sternly, "I will never accept this kind of reason! If you want to forcibly check, then Knock me down!"

Xio raised his eyebrows, and the stick had already appeared in his hand. Before he could move, the table in the middle suddenly made a loud noise and hit Mulder directly, accompanied by a deep shout: "Sit down!" Kex didn't know when he sat up, crossed his legs, put his foot against the edge of the table, and slammed Mulder directly into the chair behind him.

"Hugh, go on." Hugh blinked, feeling that something was wrong, and saw Shanks put his legs on the table again, picked up the book that was covering his face and began to read, without doing anything else However, just now, he really felt the murderous intent of the boss.

But now is not the time to study the boss, he is still more interested in the internal structure of this beastly dressed guy!

Thinking of this, Xio stripped off Mulder's body except for his underwear, and carefully studied the injuries on his body. The more he looked at Xio, the happier he laughed, and finally he couldn't help but look back at him with shining eyes. The boss who looked down at the book said, "Boss, can you leave this guy's body to me? I'm very interested in his injuries, as well as his internal structure!"

Shanks didn't look up, "Are you sure?"

Xio smiled, "Of course!" In that way, he was so sure of his conclusion that he was short of slapping his chest to assure him. Of course, it's not bad now.

"Okay, you go out." Shanks chased away the people, retracted his feet, and put the book on the table.

"Huh?" Before Xio had time to say anything, Beckman, who had been standing in the shadow of the door, grabbed his neck and dragged him out, and said indifferently to his struggle: "I've been standing for so long and you didn't notice, Looks like you need to retrain."

So what is Mulder doing?He didn't do anything, or he couldn't do anything. The murderous aura that Xio felt just now was not an illusion. Mulder was so frightened by the murderous aura that he couldn't react at all, and he didn't even have the consciousness to resist. The killing intent shown by Max was only a momentary event, but the existence of some people has a powerful deterrent effect.

Now, the real interrogation begins.

Lackey came out from the kitchen and asked everyone to eat, only to find that most of the people were standing or sitting on the deck outside. After listening to the movement in the room, Lackey grinned, "This means that the boss is also very angry. ?”

Xio squatted on the ground with his head in his arms and was extremely aggrieved. He still couldn't figure out why Beckman wanted to beat him, "Woo, Beckman's hands are too black, why did you hit me? I asked..."

Mott and Al sighed very unanimously this time, glanced at him with a hopeless look and said nothing, Roy continued to exercise and ignored him, but Jesus Bu told him in a very friendly voice, "Did you really ask everything?" Seeing that he still nodded, he patted his head, "Did you ask the motive? Killing is a common thing for pirates, but you risk being chopped into pieces." What's the reason for doing it even if it's dangerous?"

Xio let out a miserable howl: "Ah! So it's because of this!"

In fact, Shanks in the room was indeed asking this question, and "punched" Mulder in an unfriendly and uncivilized manner, commonly known as a fat beating.

But Shanks' current entanglement is not in this kind of place at all. He squatted in front of the pile of tattered debris and complained very distressed: "What should I do? I smashed the table, and Phil will definitely deduct my drink money." Yes, it's broken into pieces like this, so I can't put it together anymore, what should I do..."

A slender figure stood behind him, listening to him say such useless words, he sighed helplessly in his heart, but what he said was very forceful: "I will pay for this table."

"Really?!" Shanks stood up suddenly, saw her nodding, hugged her very happily, dragged her hand and kicked open the door and shouted: "Mina! The banquet is on!"

So what's the real reason?

The author has something to say: I will go out to play for a few days during the Spring Festival, there will be no updates, everyone have a good year~O(∩_∩)O~