I Was Made Up As the Number One Conspirator in the Pirate World

The fact that the admiral had two salted fish was only a small-scale secret. Of course, a communications officer didn't know about these upper-level affairs. He speculated that it was something that the yellow ape in his impression would do.

At this time, the superiority of Huangyuan's working method is reflected.

It is also due to the orders of the Marshal of the Warring States Period that he cannot fish fish openly.

Qingzhi chose to take a nap in his office, while Huang Yuan chose to take the documents home and bring them back intact.Huang Yuan, who is not at work now, has stopped.

Well, you Polusalino, I didn't expect you to be so courageous, you don't even need to clock in at work, but you still skip work.

There should be a limit to insouciance and cynicism, right?If you miss work, what if you miss the emergency contact?

Aokiji immediately understood, and in order not to delay the emergency contact, he quickly sent "Okay, you go down."

"This is Vice Admiral Pitbull, Navy Headquarters."

"Ah, it's Pitbull. I'm General Aokiji." Hearing Dauberman's voice still full of aura, Aokiji's heart sank in half.

"Mr. Aokiji, when I was carrying out a mission in the calm zone to convey the news that the World Government brought to Boya Hancock, I suspected that I found the trace of the golden lion that had been missing for a long time since he escaped from prison." Dauberman's voice It's urgent.

Aokiji was stunned for a moment. If he found it, he found it. If he didn't find it, he didn't find it. How could there be suspicion?

Aokiji casually rummaged through the drawer, took out a pen, and prepared to record what Dauberman said, "The trace of the golden lion? Why do you say suspected? Tell me in detail. I will submit the record to Marshal Sengoku."

The golden lion hiding in the windless belt is not a big deal in Aokiji's view, and I am afraid that only the lieutenant generals below will make a fuss.

So what if the Golden Lion was the strongest in the world back then?Now he is physically disabled.

Even if he still has power, it doesn't matter, one more is not much, and one less is not much.

He doesn't come out to do things, and Aokiji doesn't think the navy will mobilize troops to catch him.

"Yes. I'm following their movements. The process of finding him is like this..." Dauberman recounted his speculation from the beginning.

From the windless belt with no empty islands, to the ability of the golden lion's fluttering fruit, it also illustrates the explanation of the navigator on the ship, excluding natural factors, who can do this kind of thing and have the strength to do it Only the golden lion is left.

"Crack, boom, boom..."

"Very good. You judged from the windless clouds, right?" Aokiji raised his voice while recording.

"That's right. Well, Mr. Aokiji, this voice..."

"Oh, it's nothing. You don't have to worry about it." Aokiji said calmly.

Amidst the crackling sound, Aokiji finished the call, put down the phone bug, and exhaled.

When he was preparing to record, he realized that it seemed that he had run out of ink when he was working the day before yesterday.

Originally, he just used this as an excuse to rest for a while, but now it is a bit troublesome.

In a hurry, Aokiji could only use his devil fruit ability to freeze the paper continuously, allowing the ice to form words one by one.Originally, Aokiji planned to deal with it temporarily, and then transcribed it after the recording was completed.

But when Dauberman made this call, he carefully quoted and analyzed from beginning to end why he saw an island flying in the sky, and he thought it was the whereabouts of the golden lion.

After talking on the phone for half an hour, Dauberman spit out tens of thousands of words, ruled out all kinds of possibilities, and his mouth was dry.Aokiji simplified it for a long time, and finally wrote on the paper into fourteen characters and two arrows, "Island flying in the sky→fluttering fruit→golden lion".

"Hmm...Dauberman said too many words, it's a bit troublesome to supplement...and I have to get the ink for me, and I have to get a new pen...well, forget it. That's it, anyway I can see clearly." Aokiji stood up and walked to Sengoku's office.

After listening to Dauberman talk for half an hour, Aokiji's opinion is...it's okay.

Piao Piao Guo's ability is indeed tricky, but it doesn't make the navy drop what it's doing right away to deal with the Golden Lion.

The golden lion sitting in the windless belt may have some conspiracy, but after all, it is not as threatening as the pirates who are active in the sea.

Don't look at the lazy appearance of Aokiji and Kizaru, in fact, they may enter the new world to be on guard at any time because of the friction of famous pirates such as Whitebeard, Big Mom and Kaido.

The world pattern is still unstable.

It's not too late to let go of the golden lion or something.Even if Marshal Warring States wants to fight, Lieutenant General He will probably tell him that the actual conditions of the navy and the world situation do not support the crusade against the Golden Lion.

After making such a judgment, Aokiji was not in a hurry.He slowly came to the corridor where the marshal's office was located, and he heard the noise inside.

"Hey! Garp! I have to do three jobs alone, and I don't have time to drink tea with you." The depressed voice of the Warring States came out.

"Don't be like this. I brought a new senbei, hurry up and get out your tea."

Sengoku's loud voice filled the corridor with strong bitterness, "Bastard Karp!!! Take the senbei off the file, which I just finished grading this morning. Take the tea and get out Make tea and don't bother me."

Chapter 135

Hearing this, Aokiji felt a little guilty. The document that was supposed to be reviewed by the three generals of the Navy Headquarters was actually covered by Marshal Warring States for most of it.

The red dog can't work in the new world, the green pheasant does two-thirds of the job, the yellow monkey does one-third of the job, and the remaining two people, together with the Warring States one, are the jobs of three people. It all fell on Sengoku.

When he came to the door, Qingzhi was not in a hurry to go in. At least he had to save some face for the Marshal of the Warring States Period who had done several jobs.

I heard a roar from the Warring States in the office.

"Bastard, drink tea as long as you drink tea, and put the teacup away! Don't get the official document I just finished correcting wet."

"Pfft...hahaha, that brat Polusalino didn't come to work today?!" Garp's laughing voice reached Aokiji's ears.

"Where are you spraying!!? Over there is a document that I haven't corrected yet! Karp, you bastard! You're just messing with me."

"Dangdang!"

"Whoa..."

Through a door, Aokiji can also tell that it seems that another heavy object has hit the desk, and it should be that the desk of the Warring States Period was overturned.