Creak — —
Pushing open the door of the captain's cabin, Elvin expected that there was no one there.
Tap … Tap … Tap …
His military boots made crisp footsteps on the floor. Elvin did not search the drawers of the desk or the locked wooden boxes that could hide treasures.
Instead, he glanced at a large wardrobe in the corner and walked over with a playful expression.
"I'll count to three, if you don't come out, I'll shoot."
"One, two, …"
"Don't shoot, Sir Marine, I surrender, I surrender!"
The closet door opened from the inside with a bang, and a short white-haired old man in a robe rolled out.
"Sir Marine, I'm not a pirate, I was forced! Don't kill me! "
The old man with white hair and a long robe looked like an otherworldly expert, at least on the level of Gandalf, begging for mercy on the ground. In Elvin's eyes, it was too strange.
Hearing the old man's words, Elvin glanced at the prompt that popped up in his "Data Analyzing Vision" from the corner of his eyes. With a playful smile, he asked slowly, "Is that so? If you're not a pirate, then why are you with pirates? "
"Sir, I'm just an ordinary scholar in the Kingdom of Thessaly. When I was traveling to the New World, I was caught by the damn pirate leader Skook and was forced to manage the sea chart for him. I'm really not a pirate! "
The old man's blue eyes rolled around. Obviously, he was also a quick-witted person, but in front of Elvin, he used his quick-witted mind in the wrong place.
Elvin couldn't see his specific thoughts.
But Elvin could use his "Data Analyzing Vision" to determine whether he was lying or not. Not to mention, the Pintail Petrel had already transmitted the image of him alone in the captain's cabin to him. It was obvious whether the old man was a good person or not.
But it was rare to meet a pirate who seemed to be easy to communicate with. Elvin also wanted to learn more about the "Great White Shark" and the attack through him, so he pretended to be polite for the time being.
There was a slight hesitation on his young face, as if he believed the old man's words, but he couldn't make up his mind for the time being.
"Since you are not a pirate, then as a civilian of a member of the Tulip Alliance, the Navy has the obligation to ensure your safety. However, you must also assist us in thoroughly investigating the pirate ships to prevent any fish from escaping the net. Do you agree? "
'Hahaha, young people are easy to coax. This old man can't be buried with those barbaric pirates. As long as I can maintain a good relationship with him, I might be able to escape this calamity. '
Everything that happened on the battlefield was seen by the old man hiding here. How could he not know what kind of fiend this seemingly immature young man was on the battlefield?
He didn't expect that with just a few words, he would let him go. He couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.
"Understood, understood! My lord, Old Tru is old and weak, so he's not a threat. Those damned pirates didn't avoid me when they were planning to harm us. I can't do anything else, but the news on this pirate ship can't be hidden from me. "
Since he decided to rely on this seemingly easy to fool young man to survive, Tru didn't mind selling out the pirate crew's information. After all, even Great White Shark was beheaded, even if he betrayed, no one could punish him.
"My lord, it's like this …"
After listening to the story of this "scholar" who called himself Tru, Elvin once again lamented the madness of this era.
Although his side and the "Shark Tooth" Pirates had a grudge against each other for killing their vice-captain "One-eyed Beck", this grudge wasn't enough for the entire pirate crew to deliberately seek revenge.
The real reason was …
In order to remove the "Mutation Curse" on his body, White Shark Skook staked everything on a single throw to grab the life-saving straw that the Blackwing Cult extended to him. However, the price was the life of a Vice Admiral of a civilized country.
The pirate crew bought the information of a qualified general from an intelligence dealer, but it just so happened that they chose Vice Admiral Snyder, who was the easiest to obtain.
Although the Silver Wing had previously hunted down the vice-captain of the Shark Tooth Pirates, One-eyed Beck, this time, they were only collateral damage.
In Elvin's impression, although the Blackwing Cult believed in a True God, their style of doing things was no different from an Evil God. They were capable of doing things that harmed others without benefiting themselves.
In the propaganda of the "Unjust War", "Atrocity", "Plunder", and "Theft", the God of Black Wings didn't have a single positive Divine Position. Chaos, death, and destruction were exactly what they hoped for.
However, when the old man spat out information one after another, Elvin realized that it was too detailed. From contacting the intelligence dealer to contacting the infamous Blood Hand, from the setup on Lighthouse Island, to launching a great hunt on the new sea route after the plan failed, and mobilizing the naval forces.
Each and every one of them didn't seem like hearsay, but more like a plan that the old man had personally participated in or even made himself.
Elvin felt a little embarrassed when he saw the old man's smug look when he talked about the happy parts. His group of self-proclaimed elites in the navy had almost fallen into the hands of such a person. It was really too embarrassing!
However, Elvin didn't show any emotion on his face as he listened. He just took a pen and paper from the desk in the captain's room and asked Old Trafford to write down everything he knew and sign his name.
Old Trafford did as he was told. It was normal for the navy to go through some written procedures.
Seeing that Old Trafford had finished writing his statement, Elvin asked casually, "When we were ambushed by the two pirate ships, there was a strange fog. Do you know what happened?"
Old Trafford's final act of signing his name stiffened slightly. He then raised his head and said in confusion, "A strange fog? I don't know! Isn't that a natural phenomenon? When the pirates on the ship saw you, they immediately opened fire. "
If Elvin had not commanded the seagulls to scout in the heavy fog and saw the two pirate starships adjusting their course to chase after "Silver Wing", he might've believed the old man's bullsh * t that "Silver Wing" had taken the initiative to dive into the siege.
Elvin was sure that Old Trafford was telling the truth, but the fog had to be a lie. At this point in time, what else was worth the risk of deceiving himself?
"Trafford! Look at my eyes! "
Elvin's spiritual power suddenly surged out of his body, and his pair of black eyes seemed to be shooting out a strange light.
Eyes were the window to the soul, and it was also one of the bridges through which spiritual power could communicate with the outside world. Although Elvin hadn't mastered any spiritual power spells yet, he could still use his spiritual power to suppress the will of ordinary people.
It was the best way to use it for interrogation.
His black eyes and the old man's blue eyes stared at each other. It was supposed to crush the old man's will like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood. However, it was as if a firecracker had been set off in the air between the two of them, instantly letting out a crisp explosion.
Bang!
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