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"What the hell?"
Teach's boundless righteousness?
When he heard the news coming back from the East Blue, the tea Ian had just put into his mouth sprayed straight out. He looked somewhat dumbfounded at Instructor Zephyr in front of him.
That guy?
"That's right. As expected of someone who inherited Rocks' blood."
Facing Ian's doubt, Zephyr let out a sigh filled with emotion and admiration. "Although that guy, Rocks, brought quite a bit of chaos to the seas back then, he really did have considerable personal charisma. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gained so many powerful followers. I never expected that his son would also inherit such righteousness!"
For a moment, his heart was filled with mixed emotions. Although he had already left Marine Headquarters, he still hoped the seas could calm down.
However, now that such a person had appeared, and moreover, Rocks' son, there was no need to say it. Someone like this was bound to become a terrifying figure who would stir up the seas in the future!
As he spoke, he seemed to notice something and raised his head in confusion. When he saw the strange expression on Ian's face, he could not help but frown. "What's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, I just feel that..."
Hearing Zephyr's words, Ian came back to his senses. He paused for a moment, let out a long breath, and said in a complicated tone: "This sea is really unpredictable."
Damn it, who would have thought that Marshall D. Teach would not only cover Luffy's retreat, but also end up with the title of boundless righteousness?
Are the pirates of this generation blind?
"Isn't that obvious?"
However, Zephyr could only roll his eyes helplessly at those words, always feeling that this guy, Ian, seemed a bit strange today.
Could it be that there were problems in his relationship with his spouse?
Thinking of this, Zephyr did not ask further. Instead, recalling the cooperation with the Beasts Pirates, he frowned again.
Just as he looked at Ian and was about to ask something…
At that moment…
"Pururururu."
The ringing of a Den Den Mushi suddenly sounded. It was the Den Den Mushi on Ian.
Both of them raised their eyebrows and exchanged a glance. Immediately after, Ian directly answered the Den Den Mushi.
Looking at the change in the Den Den Mushi, he had already guessed who it was, and he said cheerfully, "Hello, what a rare guest! What do you want with me?"
As soon as his words fell, the Den Den Mushi wearing a seagull hat fell silent for a moment before speaking in a serious, cold tone: "You should let this farce end already."
...
Time shifted slightly earlier.
After the call with Borsalino ended, Sengoku finally let out a heavy sigh of relief, then fell into deep thought.
He had already guessed Borsalino's speculation and also understood that the most critical moment had already passed.
Thanks to the help of the Umbrella Corporation's boss, nothing unexpected happened in the East Blue.
Although that old guy, Garp, was still wandering around the East Blue, next, Marine Headquarters would only need Sakazuki and Kuzan to maintain the situation.
Once those people also received the news from the East Blue, they would surely stop, until... the Straw Hat crew appeared again, or… the bounty orders on the black market were withdrawn, or Marine Headquarters obtained the Devil Fruit.
Thinking of this, Sengoku rubbed his forehead with a headache while sighing helplessly, then shook his head. "So be it. No matter what, this incident will temporarily end here. I just hope that the Straw Hat Pirate can hide well."
What was more important next was the mission on Borsalino's side.
Although it was a task issued by the research institute, if any accident occurred, it would still affect the deployment of Marine Headquarters.
Moreover, because of this incident, that guy, Teach, seemed to have established a connection with the Umbrella Corporation. If they were not careful, Marine Headquarters might provoke a declaration of war from two yonko forces.
The only consolation was that they only needed that guy's blood and tissue. Borsalino should be able to balance it properly.
They could even let those hyenas from the World Government take action; those people were best at doing this kind of thing. Perhaps they could obtain the blood and tissue in secret and quietly complete the task.
But why would Vegapunk suddenly want that guy's blood for no reason?
After all, that guy had no particular fame within the Whitebeard Pirates, nor had he caused any major incident. It was only this time that the title of being extremely righteous spread.
After pondering for a while, Sengoku stopped thinking about it. Although he did not know why Vegapunk wanted that guy, the experiments at the research institute were not something he needed to worry about. He believed the World Government would arrange it properly.
Moreover, he knew something about the research being conducted there. If Vegapunk's experiment could really succeed, it would greatly reduce the pressure on Marine Headquarters.
Therefore, whether for private or public reasons, Marine Headquarters had to cooperate and fulfill Vegapunk's requirements.
Sengoku looked at the documents sent over by Borsalino and said calmly, "Water 7, huh? It really is a good place."
As soon as his words fell…
Knock! Knock! Knock!
A burst of knocking sounded.
Immediately after, the door was pushed open, and Tsuru walked in with a document in her hand, her face serious.
Before Sengoku could ask what had happened, she spoke directly: "We've identified who issued that ten-billion bounty."
"You already identified the person behind it?"
Hearing Tsuru's words, excitement appeared on Sengoku's face, and he quickly stood up. "Who?"
"That..."
Tsuru walked to the opposite side of the desk, rubbed her forehead, and showed a helpless expression, as if she wanted to say something but did not know how to put it.
She directly handed over the document, sighed, and said, "Forget it, you should see it yourself."
Sengoku: "...?"
Sengoku looked at Tsuru, who had already sat down in confusion, and frowned. "Why so mysterious?"
As he spoke, he still took the document Tsuru handed over, lowered his head, and read it.
With just one glance, it seemed he saw something. His face immediately darkened, and he slammed the document in his hand onto the desk, his face full of anger as he gritted his teeth and said, "I never expected it would be this bastard stirring things up behind the scenes. That damn dog!"
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