The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Back at the Dark Night Rose, Alok saw the hungover Feng again. She was half lying on the bar, drinking alone. Wearing this scarlet long skirt and a dark brown coat on her upper body, she had a different style.

But Alok ignored her and walked to the corner.

Surprisingly, Il, who had not been seen for a few days, appeared in the hall of the Dark Night Rose.

So Alok simply sat opposite Il casually, looked at the time on the pocket watch, and sighed:

"One thirty. You can really stay up late. Il."

"Compared to you, it's still a little worse. Don't forget that we are elves." Il responded unhappily.

She pointed to a plate of steak in front of her with a knife and fork, and said: "The chef at night did a good job. Did you ask Sandro to find it?"

Alok nodded and replied: "That's right. I can't skip meals every day."

He took off his tricorn hat, gently placed it on the table, and gently stroked the non-existent dust on it.

While doing it, he called the waiter for tonight and said:

"One same set meal, one glass of clear moonlight."

"Okay, boss." The waiter nodded respectfully.

It seems that Nolandes is not working tonight, but has replaced another bartender and waiter.

The waiter was about to turn back, but suddenly turned his head and said to Alok:

"Oh, by the way. Boss. The guest over there just asked for a glass of clear moonlight. But I didn't give it to her. I don't know if it's your friend."

He didn't point his finger, but Alok knew it was Feng who asked for it. Not everyone knows about the hidden wine list like clear moonlight.

Alok glanced at Feng casually, then waved his hand indifferently and said:

"Don't worry about her."

And Yi'er showed a funny smile on his face. After the waiter left, he gently waved his right hand, letting a thin mental power net cover himself and Alok. Isolate the sea of ​​mental power. Prevent information leakage and block the spread of sound.

She raised her eyebrows and asked in confusion:

"Why? Do you know her?"

Alok did not hide it, but admitted frankly:

"Maple. Damia's popular singer. First-class artist. Why, don't you know her?"

"I don't know this kind of idol. I'm just a little witch. Are you attracted by your charm?" Il continued to ask.

Alok rolled his eyes, took out the shining North Star from his chest, and said helplessly:

"I was attracted by the charm of the North Star."

After saying that, he quickly hid the North Star in his clothes to cover the shining brilliance. Then he said:

"Besides, she is Sebastian's ex-girlfriend. I'm not interested in her."

"You really talk about brotherhood." Il replied with a smile.

She picked up a small piece of steak and said casually:

"By the way. I saw the equipment you put in your pocket. But I haven't started to operate it yet. If you want to complete all of them, it will probably take at least ten days or half a month. The most important thing is that there are too many. And Rona doesn't have that much time in the laboratory."

"It doesn't matter. There's no hurry. There's no news from the count yet." Alok replied in a flat tone.

"But you have to take good care of the little bear for me. Don't let it wander around the garden alone."

"Don't worry, don't worry. I will take good care of your baby." Ir waved his hand nonchalantly, not really caring about this problem, but continued:

"It's better if you don't say it. It makes people angry. The little bear is too difficult to communicate. It seems to always be half a beat slower. No, three beats slower."

"Don't worry. Why are you in a hurry? The little bear is just a little slower, so what." Alok replied. He looked at Il, then changed the subject and asked:

"I wonder how the case is going on with the Count? Did Rona reveal any news?"

Hearing this, Il seemed to have heard something funny, with a joyful expression on his face, while emphasizing the key words:

"Rona said that there are three bodyguards following her every day to protect her safety. There are patrols around the villa every day. But the murderer has not been caught."

"The Count has a stern face every day and looks very unhappy. The Count scolds Hei Pi every day, and the relationship between him and Hei Pi is very bad. On the contrary, Hei Pi's sheriff's words are getting better and better, and the more he talks, the bigger he is. But I don't see any action."

"Tsk tsk tsk~~Interesting...Okay. It seems that they have received more surveillance than expected." Alok also found it very funny after listening. I just think that the Hei Pi are very hypocritical.

Ir waved his hand and explained:

"Not really, it's just that Rona is under more surveillance. Who made Rona the Count's shield now?"

"I heard from Rona that Count Otto will meet the Pope in a few days. It may be related to the information you gave them."

Eilok put his hands in his hands and nodded and replied: "It seems that Damia will continue to be in chaos for a long time."

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When the first ray of sunlight in the morning slanted into the door of the Dark Night Rose, it was actually 7:30 in the morning.

Winter nights are so long.

Sebastian tossed and turned last night. I don't know why I always feel that something is on my mind.

Thinking about Captain Alok's instructions, I just think it's better to go to the Dark Night Rose early in the morning.

But not too early. After all, Detective Fowles's office doesn't open until after nine o'clock.

Ten minutes after eight, he stepped into the Dark Night Rose, opened the door, and became the first customer of the day.

Nolandes was in a good mood because he had just received the so-called bonus yesterday. .

Tsk tsk tsk~~ It's so comfortable.

He followed Sebastian from behind and said in a raised voice:

"Hey~~ Mr. Sebastian."

Sebastian turned around unexpectedly and saw that it was Nolandes. He smiled and greeted:

"Good morning, Nolandes. Early shift today?"

"Yes, I just changed shifts. I can't always stay up all night. It's not good for my hair." Nolandes pointed to his head and joked.

"Haha~~ Prepare a breakfast for me. I'll come to see your boss. Mr. Bilke." Sebastian smiled and responded.

"No problem, Sebastian." Nolandes promised.

He pointed at Alok in the corner and continued, "Maybe Mr. Bilke is waiting for you."

Sebastian turned his head, smiled, nodded, and said, "Then have two breakfasts."

After that, he glanced at the woman who was drunk all night at the bar, and walked towards Alok without paying any attention.

At this time, Alok had already noticed that Sebastian and Nolandes came in together as if they had made an appointment. He took a sip of a cup of tea and put the newspaper aside.

He was originally reading today's latest newspaper to see what kind of earth-shattering news reports had happened. But he didn't expect that the newspapers were still the same old three things. How the war was won, how the temple was fair, and how the royal family was managed.

Tsk tsk tsk~~There is almost no truth. It makes Alok feel bored.

It's better to subscribe to some miscellaneous newspapers. The "Damia Morning News" is too official and mixed with too many political factors. There is nothing real, all hypocritical words.

The North Star had stopped singing long ago, allowing Alok to experience a rare silence.

He waved to Sebastian as a greeting. When he approached, he casually said:

"I was just planning to look for you. If you don't come earlier, it will be my rest time."

Sebastian scratched his head awkwardly and said helplessly:

"Detective Fowles's office also opens at nine o'clock. It's not too late for us to go after we are full."

Alok chuckled twice, thinking that Sebastian was really a bit honest. He was joking. If it were Roger, he would definitely say "Then we will go tomorrow."

He didn't say anything else, but waited for breakfast to be served. After finishing it comfortably, he picked up his tricorn hat, signaled to Sebastian, and stood up together to prepare to set off.

Sebastian followed Alok slowly, and glanced at the eye-catching figure when he passed Feng.

However, this time he saw no longer the back of a hungover woman, but a face that was stunning but lovable.

His consciousness suddenly froze, and he muttered to himself:

"Billy~~"