In the middle of the night.
Some pirates came to the deck and rubbed their eyes while untying their belts. Suddenly, he inexplicably felt a chill and his eyes widened. A bald figure flashed by at the stern of the ship.
"Bill?"
The night was too dark to see clearly. He woke up from his sleep and walked quickly towards the shadows, but there was no figure except for a few empty barrels.
Such a scene was repeated frequently this night. The next day, a strange story spread on the Via. Someone said that when he was peeing last night, he accidentally saw a sneaky figure. When he walked closer, it turned out to be Bill.
At first, no one believed it. They only thought that people were still dreaming. It was all nonsense, but soon, as more and more pirates woke up, some pirates even swore that they had seen Bill.
Seems? Probably? Sure, it must be Bill!
Interestingly, it only took one morning for the news that Bill was still alive to be confirmed by countless witnesses, and each witness vividly described the story of last night. In the story, from Bill's back to his face, to his movements, to his tone, to his demeanor, they were all vivid.
"While I was taking a piss, I saw a figure. I looked over and it was Bill. When he saw me, he was so scared that his face turned pale. He quickly ran away, but I was still taking a piss, so I had to tie my pants. With this delay, I don't know where he's hiding …"
The bearded pirate rubbed the corner of his eyes and his saliva splashed.
Fick next to him pricked up his ears. The scars and facial features on his face were almost squeezed together. His eyes were unspeakably strange and suspicious. If he didn't know that Bill was dead, he would have believed the nonsense of these bastards.
"But if it wasn't Bill, who did these guys see? Are they all dazzled? It's impossible. " Fick couldn't figure it out. He decided to listen to every version of the story and tell Yarlin later.
In the captain's room.
William's head drooped as beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
"It seems that what you said last night was true. Bill is really not dead." Via put down the malted bread on the plate and stared at William with a gloomy expression. "Then where do you think our first mate hid a living person?"
"I, I'm not sure." William wiped the sweat off his forehead and said anxiously, "The First Mate must have sensed that I came to inform on him. That's why Bill came out from his original hiding place and hid somewhere else. That's why he was coincidentally seen by others. Captain, you must protect me … "
It turned out that after leaving the storage room last night, William had quietly come to the Captain's place to report to the First Mate Lowe. The content of his report was that Bill wasn't dead at all, and that everything was a scheme devised by the First Mate to frame the Captain for the "unwarranted" crime.
William, on the other hand, was forced to do so. He was loyal to the captain.
"Don't worry, I already understand your loyalty. I won't let the First Mate hurt you. I'll find Bill even if I have to dig three feet into the ground." Via still had some doubts last night, but now he could confirm that William's words were true. Naturally, he had to protect William's life and use it to bite back at the First Mate.
Via pondered for a while, then turned to the silent Mur and said, "Let William stay in the same room with you for the next few days."
Mur glanced at William and nodded. William hurriedly gave a grateful smile.
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"Everyone outside is saying that Bill isn't dead. They're even telling us to hide Bill and fabricate his death to frame Via." Gansivir looked at Lowe and couldn't help but feel suspicious.
In fact, let alone Gansivir, even Lowe himself had begun to doubt the authenticity of the whole thing. After all, it had always been William's side of the story that Bill was dead. No one else had seen Bill's body.
"Where's William?" Lowe asked.
Bang!
Shaquille pushed the door open and walked in angrily. "I saw William come out of the Captain's room with Old Mur. That bastard betrayed us and joined the Captain."
Before he finished speaking, Lowe's expression changed. He knocked the table over and gritted his teeth. "That bastard William, he lied to us. I must kill him."
"What do you mean?" Gansivir asked.
"William said that it was Yarlin who killed Bill. I didn't doubt his words, but now that Bill is still alive and William is with the Captain, it's obvious that William betrayed us from the beginning. It was Via who set this up. Now, everyone on the ship thinks that we hid Bill to frame him for the Captain's position." Rowe's fangs bulged as he revealed a ferocious glint. "Once William insists on this matter, Weya can take advantage of the situation and make me hand over Bill. If I don't hand him over, he can frame me for killing him …"
"No!" Lowe's face stiffened. An even more dangerous thought appeared in his mind. If Bill isn't in my hands, then he has always been in Via's hands. Bill's appearance last night wasn't a coincidence. Bill was also under Via's control!!!
From Lowe's point of view, it wasn't strange for him to come to this conclusion. One William wasn't enough. If even Bill was … Lowe's heart chilled. He had no way to explain himself.
"We can't give Via a chance to attack. We have to strike first!" Lowe said to Gansivir, Shaquille, and Gucci. "Tell our people to get ready. Wait for my signal and kill Via."
Gansivir and the other two left and went to prepare.
Luo Wei paced back and forth on the spot, calculating the time in his mind. He had to seize every second to launch a hasty attack. In the meantime, he had to find a way to appease Weya and buy himself some time to prepare.
Thinking of this, he turned his head and stared at the pale and weak ship doctor lying on the bed. "I'm going out. You'd better not go anywhere. Just stay here."
The pirates on the deck stared strangely at the gloomy face of the chief officer. Lowe's eyes swept over the crowd. He didn't say a word and walked towards the captain's room.
… … ….
There was a rope wrapped around Wier's pinky finger, and on the other end of the rope was a black and ugly living creature that was covered by wing membranes. Only half of its head was exposed, and its huge ears were flapping slightly, making a squeaking sound. It was a reared bat.
"This bat has been here since the captain's first voyage. I thought it had died long ago." Lowe's eyes were attracted by the bat. His tone was indescribably intriguing.
Via's black and white eyes stared at Lowe. "This bat has been struggling for freedom. It doesn't know that as long as it waited patiently, I would let it go soon. But it wanted to resist, which angered its master. It has been tied up by me for so many years. Don't you think it's stupid?"
His words were full of killing intent. Lowe grinned and said, "Captain, you must be joking. It's just a beast. Why bother with it? Let it go. It will naturally remember your kindness in the future."
A short silence!
Via stood up expressionlessly. He grabbed the bat with his little finger and slowly squeezed it. The bat whined. Lowe looked at Via's eyes more and more unfriendly, but he didn't move. He just stared at the struggling bat.
Via opened the door and said with a fake smile, "I really can't bear to let it go."
His palm loosened. The seemingly dying bat suddenly spread its black wings and staggered into the sky. A piece of rope was blown by the wind and fell on Lowe's hair. He grabbed the rope and his pupils shrank. The rope was stained with blood.
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