"Hey!
Talk back. ”Sif shook the arm of Jobuterrand, who was looking at the ceiling and was distracted, said with some anxiety.Jobbutran came back to his senses, looked at the still dazed duo, and couldn't help but laugh."
What?
Can't you understand such an obvious hint?
”Jobuterrand raised an eyebrow and looked at the two of them with a playful smile on his face."
Hint?"
Sif asked, dumbfounded.Darry's presence was more like a malicious stranger coming to provoke him than to hint at something.When the second officer, Paul, slapped his head, "I see." ”"Huh?
You get the idea?
”Sif asked, turning to Paul."
I probably get the idea.Not necessarily the whole thing, Mr.
Darry should have come to warn us that the road ahead is risky. ”Paul said uncertainly."
Nonsense, if that's the case, just look at the pushpin in the captain's room?"
Sif remembered the colorful pins, and now remembered that almost every time a case occurred was associated with those colored pins.Chobuterron looked at the two people who were arguing and said with a smile, "It can indeed be understood as a reminder, and there is nothing wrong with such a statement." ”"But according to what you said earlier, aren't the existence of the Old Rulers all malicious?"
Sif asked, puzzled.Actually, this statement is not entirely correct, the old rulers are higher beings than humans.It's like when we trample two little ants to death, we don't care too much.The old rulers are terrible precisely because we are so different from them in the level of life.But Mr.
Darry's position is delicate. ”Jobuterrand took another cigarette from the cigarette case Darray had left behind, and studied it in the palm of his hand."
Oh, there's two beads here, maybe they'll taste better if you press them.""
The position is delicate?
What a subtle method?
”Paul spotted a deliberate pause in Jobtron's words and asked questions."
He is the will of chaos, and there is no such thing as good or evil in chaos.To be able to understand this is to be able to understand his current behavior.Moreover, Mr.
Dallay himself made it clear that he symbolized pleasure, and the ultimate in pleasure is freewheeling without any moral conception.He will pay attention to all the things in the world that are interesting to him, including human activities.On the other hand, in order to make life less boring, he will set up some interesting challenges for some interesting people. ”Jobuterrand gently popped the two beads on the cigarette holder, and when he lit it with a match, he found that the fruit flavor was even stronger."
Yes, yes, this smoke is interesting.""
Then from what you say, it seems that you have a good impression of Mr.
Dalray at the moment?"
Sif asked."
It's not good, but I can feel his kindness."
Jobuterron took a puff of a cigarette with a rich fruity aroma and replied quietly."
Goodwill?
Don't you think it's a threat?
”Paul remembered poor old Gary, who had been manipulated and toyed with by Darray from beginning to end."
As long as you're strong enough, there's no threat to any problem.Mr.
Darry said that the rest of our journey would be interesting, but certainly not for us to face something of his level, and that the one-sided slaughter would certainly be boring for him.It also means that we may need to face something that will put us in a difficult battle.Now that we know that, it's time to relax and be ready to win this battle and make it more fun for us.After all, no one wants to watch a boring play, do they?
”With that, Giobuterrand raised his hand holding the cigarette to the ceiling and made a salute gesture.Faintly, everyone in the restaurant heard a burst of laughter.———— "Dear passengers, the Cookropes is about to dock.The transit point is Iceland, so passengers are free to explore when they come ashore, but please be back on board within seven days.In addition, if you want to explore the ice fields, it is important to seek a local guide to accompany you and try to avoid accidents when exploring alone.We wish you all the best of luck during the week. ”The crew knocked on doors from house to house from house to house and informed the passengers of the impending docking of the Cookropes.People are happy because they are always on the sea, and they feel aesthetically tired when they look at the same scenery every day.Some of the rougher passengers had been clamoring to land quickly, and they were fed up with the delicious but cookie-cutter meals on board.Others are more frail and look forward to a short time when they don't have to sway around the boat and can keep their feet on the ground.The shadow of land slowly appeared on the boundless coastline, and the people standing on the deck excitedly discussed what to do first when they got ashore.Some people are clamoring to go ashore and see the unique scenery of Iceland, some are clamoring to visit the various red light districts and experience exotic atmospheres, and some are looking at their wallets with anxiety and worrying that they don't have enough cash to spend.With the sound of the whistle, the Cookropes approached the dock on the shore.There are also several small passenger ships that have come to the port to resupply them, as well as merchant ships.The sailors lowered the ladder to the ground, and people set foot on this strange land one by one with different moods.In front of the tavern on the dock stood a few street girls dressed in fancy clothes, looking seductively at the men coming off the boat, and at the same time showing their figures, hoping to squeeze some money out of the pockets of these temporary visitors to live a good life.Jobuterron wore a trench coat and a gray hat that blocked his conspicuous silver-gray hair.Second mate Paul stood beside him and said with a wink, "Not going to play?"
”"The one on the left, who looks young, but should actually be over thirty-five years old, has obvious patch marks on his clothes.The one in the middle could tell that her clothes were tight despite trying to suck on her belly, and if you took it off, it might crush you.The scariest one is the one on the far right, see?
She was scratching her arm, which had red dots on it.These people generally live in the same place, do you dare to play?
”Jobuterron turned to Paul and smiled."
It's okay to go to the bar for a drink, though.Let's go, I'm in for a treat. ”Jobuterron gently patted Paul, who was stunned by Jote Brown's astonishing observation, and walked ahead alone.Sif had to accompany the old man, Professor Marjery, to visit a local university, so there was such a show at this time."
No, no, I'm still keeping an eye on the ship's restoration, Aldridge is scrapped.Until now, I haven't been out of the house.Leaves me with a whole mess.Ay. ”Paul sighed and said in distress."
It's hard work, and adults always have to bear more."
Jobuterron said with a smile.He then blended alone in the crowd and inconspicuously slipped into the local bar.This bar is called the Ice Flame Bar.Completely different from the original style of the Black Pepper Bar in Umur, compared to the neatness of the Black Pepper Bar, the Ice Flame Bar is more messy and noisy, and people can already be heard clinking glasses and partying outside the door.In broad daylight, a sailor had already walked out of the bar door drunk, and hugged a street girl at the door.Seeing such a monkey anxious scene, Chobuterrand couldn't help but shake goosebumps all over his body."
Warriors!"
Jobuterron thought to himself.Pushing open the door to the bar, Justerrand casually let go of a couple of men holding wine glasses and singing strange tunes, and sat down next to the bar."
What's the matter?"
The bartender with a ponytail is a unique woman, and although there are some crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, the black and white bartender outfit can't hide her bumpy figure.She has a heroic face, and the sideburns that are trimmed to the cheeks are just right.Jobuterrand glanced at the bartender, "What advice do you have?"
”"Outlander, my advice is to get out of here.This is not the place you should be. ”The bartender gave him a blank look and said softly."
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Oh?
How do you see that?
”Jobuterron raised his eyebrows, feeling that the female bartender across from him seemed interesting."
None of the locals would wear a cross accessory, we don't believe in it, and you don't look like someone who is going to enjoy a day at our Ice Flame Bar.After drinking this one, it's time for you to go. ”The bartender took care of herself and handed Jobuterron a glass of gin and tonic."
Yes, but I'd like to ask a few questions before I go."
Tubtrand took out a few large Icelandic krona from his pocket and put them on the table, and gently covered them with his hands.The bartender glanced left and right, then siphoned off Jobutron's Icelandic krona with a subtle motion."
Ask.""
What is your faith?""
The spirits of nature, and the Norse gods.""
Has anyone gone missing or been in a weird event lately?"
When the bartender heard this, her chin was raised, looking a little arrogant, and she leaned forward and pressed her hands on the edge of the table."
Outlanders, there are many people missing from the ice field every day, and they are just as curious about anything as you are."
Jobron didn't pay attention to the bartender's words, and took a sip from the glass containing the gin and tonic.The female bartender who took an aggressive posture and the indifference of Jobtrand formed two different aura.Jobuterron put down his glass, tapped his fingers on the bar a few times, and whispered to the bartender, "The Ice Flame Bar is your ex-husband's inheritance, and you have a son, but he has died young.In order to make a living and maintain the property left by this lover, you have to make a strong appearance to maintain it.You should have incurred a lot of losses in your accounts, and you have a lot of headaches about it, so you have to take the money from the street girls at the door and allow them to solicit customers at the door.Am I right?
”The bartender's face changed, and her tone raised unnaturally, "Who the hell are you?"
”"A passing private detective, as you say, a foreigner.It was because I didn't want to get lost in the ice field that I chose the densely populated Ice Flame Bar to find out more information.Are you willing to believe me now?
”Jobuterrand lowered the brim of his hat and mysteriously raised the corners of his mouth."
Even though you're right, why should I trust you?"
The bartender said warily."
How about I be able to help you find a few thieves in the bar that you haven't caught all along, and bastards who are ready to smash the floor?"
Giobuterrand drank the gin and tonic from his glass, and the slightly sour liquor mixed with ice cubes to create a refreshing taste that slid down his throat.Instead of waiting for the bartender's question, Jobron stood up and walked to a table of people in the crowd with peanuts on the side.He pretended to be drunk, his body swayed and his feet were unsteady, and he acted as if he was inadvertently rummaging through the keys and kept his right hand in the pocket.This gesture was deliberately made by Jobuterrand towards the guest who he felt was problematic when he entered the table.The thick stack of Icelandic krona had about 30 100 bills.That's enough money for those drunken guys to lie down and swim in the jars.The thieves who saw the wealth looked at each other."
Mouse, you go.""
Okay."
The man known as the rat had a thin mustache on his face, and the roe head rat had a lewd smile on his face.He whistled and walked leisurely towards Giobutrean, holding a knife in his hand that he had used to cut through the money bag.Of course, this knife can also be used to slit a person's throat if necessary.Jot Brown's eyes were clear, and he naturally found someone coming, and he pretended to have an unstable center of gravity, and fell towards the rat's place at once.When he saw Jobland's movements, his eyes lit up, so he took the initiative to help Jobbuterrand with a smile."
Hey, dude, are you alright?"
The mouse put one hand on Jobteran's left shoulder, pretending to smile warmly, but the other hand crept into the pocket where Jot Brown had hidden the money."
Hiccup, I...Not drunk...Belch... ”A sip of wine made the rat let his guard down, and the stack of Icelandic krona was in his hands immediately.The mouse began to fantasize about holding a large stack of Icelandic krona in his hand and several beautiful women lying under him.But what he touched was a cold, hard object, the touch that came back from his hand, and the mouse understood that it was a flintlock pistol.At this time, Jobuterron exerted his body strength, leaning forward to suppress the mouse's movements."
If I were you, I'd go with me, or I don't know if I'd pull the trigger on my hand."
The hard metal touch on the lower abdomen constantly reminds the mouse that this is a real gun."
The madman in front of him shouldn't be drunk yet.I've been tricked!
”The rat thought to himself.He was about to open his mouth to scream, when Chobuterrand pulled out his left hand, which had been pinched by the mouse, and hugged the mouse vigorously."
ShhhhI'll pull the trigger before you shout, get it?
”