The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

Getting up at 10 o'clock in the morning is already very difficult for Elok who is used to getting up late.

　　 He stretched. Not at all nervous about the action tonight.

　　 He is pulling the bear on his right hand, but his left hand is empty. Holding the handrail on the stairs, slowly walked down the stairs.

　　 He saw Roger sitting at the bar again. However, this time he was not accompanied by young and beautiful women, but instead drank a glass of beer.

　　 "Roger. My second mate. It seems that you are not in a good mood. Why is there no one to accompany you today?" Elok joked.

　　 Roger looked at the top of the stairs, with one hand propped on the bar and holding the wine glass, and the other hand on his lap. After seeing Elok, he curled his lips and said:

　　 "My beloved Master Captain. Should I say that you have a big nerve, or should I say that you are strategizing?"

　　 Elok smiled, changed the subject and asked:

　　 "How was the meeting yesterday? It was a success, right?"

　　 "As you think, the negotiation was successful. But I don't think Kateman will cooperate as simply as this." Roger said casually.

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　　He got up from the bar, held the wine glass and walked to Elok's side with his head slightly lowered, and sat on a sofa.

　　 "What? Something has changed?" Ailock chose to sit down opposite Roger, put his hands on the table to support his chin, and asked somewhat unexpectedly.

　　 "Things are a bit more complicated than I thought. Of course, you may know everything, Master Captain." Roger laughed at himself, and then continued:

　　 "At the end of the negotiation, the anti-volunteer came and invited Kateman to the banquet tomorrow night."

　　 "Oh?" Elok opened his mouth slightly in surprise. Looking at Roger suspiciously.

　　 This is indeed something Elok could not expect.

　　What does anti-volition mean?

　　 Hold a party?

　　 Invite drug dealers?

　　 And the message I told Il to release was "I'm going to save her tonight."

　　 asked her to divert the anti-volitional attention to the drug dealer.

　　 The script seems a bit wrong.

　　 Could it be that I miscalculated?

　　 Anyway, there is a conspiracy against the will for sure.

　　 But this kind of invitation provided me with the best opportunity.

　　 Regardless of who he is, a shooting star.

　　 I didn’t expect I could find such a weapon.

　　 That should be a counter-voluntary miscalculation.

　　 They haven't taken advantage of me yet.

　　The plan can be carried out as originally planned, but you have to step up and be careful.

　　 I don't know what medicine is sold in the anti-voluntary gourd.

　　 "What? The captain didn't expect it?" Roger said mockingly.

　　 "Indeed, it didn't. But it helped me." Elok admitted this fact frankly, and said with a smile.

　　 "Then it seems that Master Captain's luck is good." Roger gave a dry smile.

　　 "The recent luck has been very good." Ailock responded.

　　 He crossed his hands on the table and looked at Roger seriously. Knowing that Roger was a little hairy, he laughed and said:

　　 "I have to thank you. Thank you for your dedication during this period. You have done a lot, including the information, which is very important to me. Compared with the money you owe me, it has been greatly exceeded."

　　 "What? The captain doesn't plan to pay me back?" Roger asked unexpectedly.

　　Speaking of this, Elok paused, showing a bright smile, and finally said:

　　 "So. From now on, you are free."

　　 Roger was very happy when he heard Elok say that he was grateful to him, and thought it was Elok who decided not to let him pay back. But after hearing it, his face suddenly pulled down, and he seemed to be able to drip water in a gloomy manner. After a long silence, he spoke accusingly:

"You don't show that dying words. Roger Livitch is not the one who flees. The contract between us hasn't expired yet. It is a contract notarized by the God of Contract. You think it's just that. Can it be relieved with a word of yours?"

　　 "Hey, this is the first time I know your last name. Livic." Elok said unexpectedly.

　　 "Then Livitch. Don't you yearn for the sea?"

　　 "Ocean? Haven't I been a pirate all the time?" Roger asked with excitement.

"Of course, of course. From now on you can go to sea and wander at will, I won't care about you. Even if you rob the Droll, I won't care about you." Ailock put on a nonchalant appearance, half Lying on the sofa, he pointed to the direction of the sea outside the door.

　　 "Are you determined to ask me to go?" Roger asked with a sullen face.

　　 "I let you be free, don't you like it? I haven't asked you for the 1,000 gold coins." Ailock looked at the ceiling and said nonchalantly.

　　 "Oh, yes. I also have a second-level meteorologist's volitional crystal. It will be useless to stay with me. Give it to you. Maybe you can buy a boat."

　　 He took out a small box from his pocket, removed the mental net on it, put it on the table, and pushed it to Roger.

　　 "I have something to do today. I won't stay here any longer." Elok said, standing up.

　　 Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. He lowered his head and looked at Roger, who was still sitting there looking at the small box in front of him, and exclaimed:

　　 "Oh~ that's right. I forgot to tell you one last thing. After tonight, remember to take care of Sebas for me. I may not care about him."

　　 "Remember to give this to him." Elok took out a letter and handed it to Roger. With a sincere smile, he said:

　　 "Thank you!"

　　 Then, he put the envelope on the table, turned his head and walked out of the door of Dark Night Rose, his back looked a little lonely and unfeeling.

　　 "I see, Captain." Roger replied loudly as Elok was about to walk out of the gate.

　　 Stupid Elok, if you didn't add the last sentence, I thought you really wanted me to go.

　　 I thought it was the last time I did it too much. It made you mistrust, so I just want to go.

　　 It turned out to be because Sebas and I will not be able to take care of me in the future, so I run away.

　　 Indeed, the captain’s means of escape is a must, I'll take care of myself.

　　Who knows what big things are going to happen today.

　　 When Sebas gets up, I have to follow him. Just protect him.

　　 Hey, I feel comfortable when I am alone.

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　　 Walking out of the door of Dark Night Rose, Elok recognized the direction, dragged the little bear, pressed the triangular top hat on his head, and walked toward the street full of sunset sunflowers.

　　 It wasn't until close to noon that Elok came to this detective club.

　　 He coughed slightly at the somewhat sleepy Miss Celine at the front desk, and said:

　　 "I have an appointment with Detective Albert Drum today. I don't know if Miss Celine can inform me."

　　 As soon as Celine came to her senses, she saw the customer in front of her, and she was so excited that she almost knocked over the ceramic teacup on the table.

　　 "Oh oh oh, of course, of course. Cut~~ Mr. Fasma."

　　 "Thank you very much. Ms. Serine." Ailock said politely~www.wuxiaspot.com~Please wait in the reception room. Right away, I'll be fine right away. "Cerine was still a little muddled. Her speech was a little slurred.

　　 "Don't worry. I still have a whole afternoon." Elokke chuckled softly and said softly.

　　 Then, he gently nodded to Miss Celine in greeting, and walked directly to the reception room.

　　 Waiting for Elok to disappear from her field of vision, Miss Celine breathed a sigh of relief, stroked her chest, and said softly:

　　 "Fortunately it is Mr. Fasma, not the boss. But if everyone is as easy-going and polite as Mr. Fasma."

　　 She shook her head, got rid of her unrealistic fantasy, quickly got up from the front desk, and brewed a cup of Eton black tea for Elok.

　　 This is Mr. Fasma’s favorite tea, if I remember correctly.

　　Irooke is indeed not in a hurry. There is still a lot of time. Coming here is just a formality to reflect his integrity by the way.

　　 The information that should be obtained is already known, and the plan has been finalized, but Elok is unwilling to allow Albert Drum to take on so many risks but fail to get the reward he deserves.

　　 To put it bluntly, I just don't want to be in arrears of wages.

　　By the way, I don't know what Florian is doing. I haven't heard from him in the past few days.

　　 The door quickly opened from the outside, and the figure of Detective Albert Drum appeared in front of Ellock.

　　 There is a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and the tooling on his body seems a little shabby.

　　 "Meet again. Detective Albert Drum, it's great to see you. Is it going well?" Ailock asked enthusiastically.