The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"How did you come up with such music?" Miss Masson asked in her first sentence after coming back from her immersion.

"I said it, it requires long-term practice." Frank said with a smile.

"Can you teach me?" Miss Mason stared, looking forward to Frank's reply.

"Of course. I'm happy to oblige." Frank grinned and continued: "It seems that I have some things to do during the rest of the journey."

"I wonder where Miss Mary plans to start learning?" Frank asked again.

"Start with the basics," Mary said with a wink.

"I would love to be Miss Mary's tutor. Haha."

"No, it's better to go to Mr. Frank's room. I want to feel the atmosphere of an artist." Miss Masson said with a smile.

Frank was stunned for a moment, and then said:

"Of course, of course no problem."

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Life on board isn't all boring, either.

Especially when eating with your own friends, you can still find some happiness even if your diet does not change within a week.

Alok got up a little late today, and lunch was already coming to an end.

As soon as I entered the restaurant, I saw the target of feasting. There was a plate full of food in front of him, and no one was sitting next to him because of his not-so-elegant eating posture.

This is exactly what I want.

He first strode to the self-service area, and based on his experience over the past week, he selected a few foods that were more in line with his own taste. He also took a glass of beer brewed on the ship, and strode to sit next to Florian. Down.

"What have you been busy with lately? It's been a long time since I last saw you." Alok said naturally.

Raising his head and glancing at Airok, Florian said:

"It's not a long time, it's just two days."

"Although it's only been two days, it feels like a long time has passed. Life on the ship has become a bit monotonous." Alok shrugged and said.

"Maybe it's because you don't know how to go to the stern for entertainment." Florian continued to eat the lunch in front of him.

"No one is going with me. I don't like those nobles very much, you know." Alok also picked up a piece of lamb chop and put it in his mouth.

"You look sad. What's wrong?" he asked, looking at Florian.

"Hey~~" Florian sighed longly first, and then said:

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have taken this mission. Isn't it bad to be a passenger on the ship? Damn it."

"What? There are some problems with the security on the ship?" A smile appeared on the corner of Alok's mouth. "I heard there was a lot of commotion in third class."

"Yeah. Who knows what kind of stowaways they have free time to care about. Damn it. Not only the third class, the second class is also making trouble. It just won't be in the restaurant. They know that there will be no consequences for offending the nobles. "Florian shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Alok also agreed:

"It's true. I think it's normal to have stowaways. The question is why it caused such a big reaction. As you said, who would find trouble because of this? Most people from the middle and lower classes will not Pay attention to these.”

"Why is there such a fuss in the second-class cabin? Is it because the stowaway stole their clothes?" Alok asked additionally.

"Forget it, it was stolen again. We are looking for pickpockets." Florian sighed again. Then he complained: "Damn it, this is the police's business, why should I do this?"

He slammed the knife and fork on the table angrily.

"Damn, it would be great if Ron was here. I could relive yesterday. Now I have no clue." But as soon as he finished speaking, he thought that Ron was dead, so he let out a heavy sigh.

Has anyone been stolen again? As far as I know, Nick has never been out of room 310. Why is there a thief?

Well, that's right. With so many people on board, it is normal for one or two thieves to appear, but if you steal in front of the just Pierre, isn't that asking for your own death? ?

"Are there no clues? Captain Peel didn't take care of it either?" Alok asked.

Florian shook his head and said with a little irritation in his tone:

"The problem is that there are no clues. And Captain Peel wants nothing to do with it."

Pierre doesn't care? Why?

A little strange.

The just Captain Peel didn't care when facing the thief? Let thieves steal?

This doesn't seem to fit his character.

Maybe I can't control it, maybe I can't control it. But no matter why, there is always something fishy.

By the way, I can use yesterday's replay to help. But that would inevitably expose Nick, find out who's braid, and more importantly, expose his own strength.

Exposing yourself without achieving your goal is not worth the gain.

But it’s okay to hide something, no problem.

"I can help you in the afternoon. It's really boring on the boat." Alok shook his head and sighed after thinking about it.

"That's great. I didn't want to trouble you with this kind of thing." Florian raised his head and glanced at Elok and said gratefully.

Hearing this, Alok laughed twice and explained: "What's the trouble? I'm just bored and looking for something to do."

Florian laughed sheepishly.

The two quickly finished the lunch in front of them and successfully became the last pair of passengers to leave the restaurant.

"Let's go directly to the lower level, or go see the gentlemen first." Alok said while wiping his mouth.

"Go to the lower deck, they are making trouble. They are complaining about the bad food." Florian shrugged.

"Huh? Didn't you say you were against stowaways? How did you become against the bad food?" Alok was very surprised and asked in confusion.

"Who knows? Damn it." Florian said viciously.

Alok curled his lips in disbelief and followed Florian from the corridor of the second-class cabin to the third-class cabin at the bottom of the cabin.

On the way, some gentlemen could still be seen standing in the corridor chatting.

But the atmosphere was not as harmonious as when Alok first got on the ship. Some of them frowned, folded their arms around their chests, and looked at Florian when they saw him passing by.

"Mr. Sheriff. I think you need to protect the safety of our property." One of the more radical people criticized. "Now I think your guards are not fulfilling their duties."

With the first one, there was the second one.

Soon Florian was surrounded by people.

"Yes. Why haven't we caught the thief and the stowaway for so long? What do you do?" One of the gentlemen in a shabby suit shouted at the top of his voice.

He was also one of the victims, but he didn't have the courage to squeeze in front of Florian?

Florian was not in a good mood, and the police here were not easy to deal with.

So, he said with a very dissatisfied tone:

"Do you want to investigate the case by yourself? Do you want to find the thief by yourself? Anyone who wants to go down and investigate the case with us can follow us. But don't drag your feet when the time comes. Don't make random suggestions."

Florian's loud voice seemed to shock everyone at the scene, and his huge physique, which was a whole head taller than everyone else, made people at the scene even more afraid.

After he finished speaking, the scene suddenly fell into a moment of silence. Then a stronger voice of opposition broke out again.

This caught Florian off guard. He didn't expect that he had lost his deterrent power in front of everyone for the first time.

According to the previous logic, it would not be like this. The lower-middle class gentlemen are often timid and arrogant. And they are full of jealousy and vanity. Even worse than the nobles.

They don't have the background of the nobles, but they are constantly learning from the nobles, so it is easy to intimidate them under normal circumstances.

Besides, only a few people have their property stolen. According to their attitude of not caring about it, they don't care about it at all.

But this is obviously not the case at this time. This makes Florian a little at a loss.

Bang~

A huge gunshot suddenly sounded from Florian's side.

He looked at Alok, who had a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't take it seriously. Then he remembered that Alok was not a good person at all.

The gunshot suppressed the voices of the crowd. This allowed Alok's voice to reach the ears of everyone:

"I've said it, whoever wants to go can follow."