Pirate Alliance

"here we go."

Qiu Bai looked up, and the white balls of thread had already bloomed in the night sky.

Everything went as expected by Doflamingo. King Liku asked the people of Dressrosa for a large donation during the day, but the reason was not revealed at all.

This is tantamount to completely tying the king's reputation with the money.

Presumably, the king should be able to collect 10 billion Baileys, but unfortunately, Doflamingo will not keep his promise. As soon as night fell, the riot he planned had already begun.

Next he will "re-"become the king of this country, but that has nothing to do with Qiu Bai.

Screams, bloody smells, cries, explosions, and flames appeared almost everywhere in this country at the same time.

"Let's go."

Withdrawing his gaze, Qiu Bai said to Ain who was standing behind him.

Everyone has a corresponding task tonight, but Qiu Bai is no longer going to do anything for Doflamingo...but it seems that he has never done anything for Doflamingo.

By the way, what is his mission?

"Will she come?"

Ai En asked after Qiu Bai slowly.

"... who knows?"

Qiubai is not sure either, Monet will probably help him with some things, but whether he will leave with Yitong... I can only say that there is such a possibility.

The key figure is granulated sugar.

After all, Doflamingo still fed the little girl the fruit of childishness, but in this case, she will become the most important person tonight, so no matter whether it is Torrebol or Doflamingo, they will stay with her. By her side...that is to say, she can only stay here.

What Qiubai wants is to leave secretly, not to confront Doflamingo head-on. In terms of his strength, he can't do things he can't do, so there's no need to try hard.

So Monet is an infinitive, and it is an infinitive that deviates from Qiubai.

Facing the turmoil in a country, Qiu Bai is not indifferent,

But he still walked straight in one direction quite calmly, such an abrupt action pattern was quite eye-catching.

There was a "buzzing" sound above the head, it was baby-5 and Buffalo's anti-air reconnaissance duo, as the E2 Hawkeye of the pirate group, they were responsible for monitoring the overall situation.

"You two!"

Qiu Bai waved at the two of them.

The latter saw his greeting and lowered his altitude.

"Brother Qiu?"

"Will you come with me?"

This is an invitation, but at this critical moment, everyone is not on the same channel at all, and ambiguous questions naturally cannot produce expected responses.

"Let's go together?" baby-5 was very puzzled, "But Qiu Bai, our tasks are not the same?"

"Really? I'm a little confused." Qiu Bai smiled, and then continued, "Be careful in the future, and continue to monitor."

"yes."

The two raised their heights again with doubts, but they were completely unaware that they had just encountered a major disagreement, but the deep-rooted subconscious mind answered them for them.

After bidding farewell to the two, Qiubai continued to walk towards the outskirts of the city. Gradually, various painful sounds became the faint background. They also left the city and arrived at the agreed place:

A large sunflower field full of flowers.

I just don't know if Qiubai can wait until the wind sees the fragrance...

Half an hour, an hour, two hours, the time gradually approached the agreed limit.

Some illusions caused by tension made Ain feel that the noise in the city had gradually subsided, "Qiu Bai, we should leave..."

"coming."

Qiu Bai interrupted her with these two words, he was very patient at the critical moment.

The girl with green hair parted the yellow sunflower cakes and appeared in front of Qiu Bai.

"Sorry, it's a little late, things over there are a little troublesome."

"Is the matter in the palace over?" Qiu Bai asked as if chatting with others, and took the things Monet handed over.

It was a thick notebook.

Open it casually and take a look, the things recorded on it are like alien writing to Qiu Bai.

"It's almost over... There are thirteen articles in total, and that's about all I've seen. As for whether there are others, I don't know."

Monet said that the first half of her sentence was an answer to Qiu Bai's question, and the second half of her sentence was an explanation of the notepad.

"No, it's enough, as expected of Miss Secretary." Qiu Bai praised, the time she stayed by Doflamingo's side really wasn't too long, let alone the opportunity to get access to these confidential information.

But being able to get the rubbings of this kind of thing can really only make people admire.

To silently record these ghost-like things in a limited time is something that ordinary people can't do anyway, but Monet can do it-this is even rarer than the fruit of surgery, precious ability.

"Can I ask what this is?" Monet had already guessed, but she still asked.

"To put it simply, there is an old pirate's treasure map hidden here." Qiu Bai said half-jokingly.

"If I'm not mistaken, is the name of that 'old pirate' Gore Roger?" Monet said a well-known name.

"To be precise, it should be 'Gol D. Roger'." Qiu Bai corrected the whole name a little, and the word D hidden by the world government is still quite important.

The purpose of Qiubai coming to Doflamingo's side is these things:

"Historical Text"

From the very beginning, he was sure that a very special pirate like Doflamingo must have historical texts in his hands, but he didn't expect there to be such a number.

But this is a good thing, the more "samples" the better.

"However, no one can understand these texts, right?" Monet looked at Qiu Bai with sparkling eyes, and the person in front of him was by no means the kind of person who could understand the text of history.

"Of course I can't understand it by myself, but... have you heard the story of the famous detective and the old military doctor?"

He was referring to a story about a "little man who can dance" among famous detectives who can use deductive methods—these historical texts are just "samples", and Qiu Bai doesn't think there is any "road sign historical text" ",but……

Logical deduction has always been the orthodox way of parsing languages ​​and ciphers.

And the question is, who can do such a thing?

At present, on Qiubai's side, there is only a man, a woman, a bear and a wife, plus a low-profile Douding and a girl who is looking forward to a sex change... There probably isn't that kind of talent here.

Of course, it is impossible for Monet to know the story that Qiu Bai said.

"I mean... I'm leaving Don Quixote."

"Can you translate this note for me?"

Of course, what Qiubai needs is not to read through the text like a historian, but just to clarify the directional vocabulary in it.

The samples are already available, and next Qiu Bai needs someone who can analyze the samples.

He needs a Sherlock Formoneer.