I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain Chapter 20

Chapter 20 Black Swan Office

"00:05:03."

"00:05:02."

"00:05:01."

The string of cold numbers in front of the pupils heralds crisis, unknown, and nothingness, but the opportunities hidden behind the dangers are fascinating.

Even though he was used to this link, Tu Fu still felt nervous.

Squeezing the sweat in his palms lightly, he gradually adjusted his breathing rate.

An hour ago, Tu Fu followed the same anchoring ceremony, reciting its real name through meditation, and started the countdown again after capturing the breath leaked from the ghost ship.

Compared to the first time when he was at a loss, Tu Fu was obviously more prepared this time.

In addition to the paper manual, I also brought a colored map of Leeds and an itinerary planner, everything is so familiar.

In the limited ten minutes, he must complete the planning and arrangement.

"Crack."

As time passed bit by bit, Tu Fu finally made up his mind, opened the wooden cabinet and took out the contents.

A bottle of light blue test tube that looks like the tears of the sea, glowing in the dark space is breathtaking.

It was the Adventurer Sequence potion that I got by my own ability.

"Be sure to go to a safe enough place to take it."

This was Tu Fu's plan after he had calmed down for a period of time after he got the potion.

According to the intermediary Alonso, the process of taking the potion cannot be disturbed, and it is best to have a companion who is also a superhuman guardian, so as to avoid irreconcilable troubles.

So, he made a bold attempt.

Take the potion on the ghost ship, let the monster crew help protect the law, and complete the extraordinary transformation.

Even if he turned into a monster by accident, there would be no sense of disobedience on that ship full of monsters.

Although, Ethan said many times that being in contact with extraordinary makes people unhappy.

But Tu Fu really didn't like this passive situation. He didn't want anyone in his family to go crazy or die for no reason one day, and become a set of cold data sacrificed in a mysterious incident.

The believers in the church believe in their gods, but disasters happen right under their noses, but gods can't save anyone.

From the moment the conversation ended, Tu Fu had made up his mind to take the initiative.

"00:00:30."

"00:00:29."

"00:00:28."

Staring at the countdown that lasted less than a minute, Tu Fu started counting down with his lips moving slightly, and his slack eyes gradually became firmer.

As the breeze around you stopped flowing, the light blue moon shadow reflected dissipated.

After the last clock tick, the whole world in his eyes is only the original black and white.

Time stood still, Tu Fu's eyelids began to become heavy, and a sense of drowsiness came over him. The last direction he looked at before falling asleep was the two bedrooms of Winster's house. His uncle could still be heard snoring across several walls. voice.

The Winster family slept soundly after a hard day.

Faced with this extremely risky itinerary and uncertain promotion ceremony, Tu Fu didn't know whether he could succeed.

He could only send his heartfelt blessings with a slightly tired voice:

"Good night."

"Hush—"

The howling wind rushes head-on under the impact of the waves, and the air molecules are full of salty sea breeze.

The weather in the Misty Sea today is not ideal. The dark and gloomy sky seems to be a heavy rainstorm at any time.

But no matter how much time has passed, no amount of sea water or raindrops can wash away the sins of this cruise ship.

The thick gray fog made the cabins in the ship a bit more hazy. After a short period of dizziness, the shaking of the sea water against the hull made it difficult for Tu Fu to stand firm.

Open your eyes.

The dilapidated and gloomy sights make people feel uncomfortable instinctively. No matter how many times they come here, they always feel shocking.

"came back."

After the last experience, Tu Fu can at least be sure that he can take things out and bring things up when going to and from the ghost ship, but he doesn't know the specific quantity and weight.

He wasn't even sure if this ship was really in a certain sea area in this world, otherwise he couldn't explain why he couldn't see other ships on the sea every time he came up.

"Didi."

There is still the sound of time ticking in my ears, and the familiar ten-minute countdown is still there.

The **** red countdown seemed to remind him to do things as soon as possible.

Having yet to feel the movement outside the captain's room, Tu Fu's hanging heart was finally relieved.

Did not take the potion directly, he found the remote control with ease, pressed the power switch and started the monitoring monitor, and the screen instantly jumped to the streets of Leeds.

The modern city scenery in the middle of the night is not worse than that in the daytime. The rustling wind blows the leaves, and the beautiful Gothic buildings and metal tracks are full of dreams under the moonlight.

The horses tied to the carriage under the street lights closed their eyes, enjoying the rare peace.

On the streets, apart from the drunks whose life is not satisfactory, there are only homeless people who have been driven from one place to another.

"Good evening, City of Leeds."

Tu Fuping sat on the captain's armchair and started today's program like a broadcast host.

He observed Liz tonight cheerfully and condescendingly, like a **** who clocks in to work on a regular basis, maintaining a proper ruthlessness when necessary.

"The range has indeed expanded to half of Leeds."

Taking out the prepared city map, Tu Fu began to compare the subtle differences between the two, and searched his memory from the San Diego Church on Central Avenue to the mysterious area that was taken away.

"Let me check your background first."

Tu Fu inadvertently showed a triumphant smile.

Because this is an interesting attempt, if there is an area in his memory that has not been developed but has an additional area that can be monitored, it must be the location of the other party.

If the maps overlap, Tu Fu can also use surveillance to track the unmarked carriage in the church after the incident.

"found it."

Didn't spend too much energy, after comparing the differences between the two maps.

Tu Fu quickly found a point in the surveillance that was not marked in his memory or on the map, and zoomed in by clicking on the local map, presenting the street view of this street on the monitor.

As the ghost's perspective deepened, his gaze finally stopped at a dark, old-fashioned building.

No. 45 at the end of Baker Street.

A towering building that looks no different from ordinary shops, with lace outlines carved on the walls, and half-height iron railings surrounding the oval metal door.

A green mail box is hung on the top of the door, two gas lamps are hung on the left and right sides of the door, and a green-backed gold-letter signboard of a professional consulting company is hung on the house number.

The above name is the name of the company.

"Black Swan Office."

Tu Fu recited the name silently, and saw a black swan totem engraved next to the name.

It is a very weird sign, and it is impossible to judge the business of this firm.

Through the large glass window outside, the internal structure of the house can also be seen clearly. There is a consultation desk and two or three solid wood tables and chairs, and the conspicuous metal typewriter is under the file cabinet.

However, as the field of vision deepens, the second floor is reached after passing the spiral staircase, which is probably the core area.

On both sides of a narrow and long passage, there are more than a dozen individual offices, similar to the style of hotel apartments.

Fortunately,

Even though it was already night, there were still people in the room.

In addition to seeing the sloppy uncle Roman Richard today, the green-eyed police officer is also there, but the two are not wearing police uniforms.

Talking about today's case one after another.

"I have no clue at all, except for the usefulness of what the slippery boy told me, there is no progress in anything else.

Kirby, why don't we go to Old Jonah's beer hall for a drink now, where the rum is never watered down. "Roman Richard whistled casually.

"Do you want to go there for a drink?" Green-eyed police officer Coby rolled his eyes, not bothering to expose him, "But how did I hear that there are a new batch of dancers there?"

"I don't know anything about this." Roman pretended to be surprised.

"Leaving aside this case, is there any trace of the potion that disappeared on the black market?"

Hearing Officer Kebi mention this matter, Tu Fu suddenly turned up the volume, and he realized that it might have something to do with him.

Roman showed a mocking gesture: "The idiots of the Brotherhood have become the laughing stock of the underground circle. The white wolf has the nerve to let the word out after being empty-handed. He will definitely not let go of the scammer who deceived them."

"But isn't their common practice leaving an induction mark on the cork? It shouldn't be so long without news, unless there is a higher sequence that blocks divination."

"The person who made the shot was very mysterious and cautious. I'm afraid he knew about this matter and hadn't opened the potion all this time.

I don't know how he got the news, but he happened to replace Morton when something happened, and the deal was completed calmly. One link after another, absolutely extraordinary.

Since then, there has been no news of this person. It is too cautious. "

Roman praised this "Legendary Thief" who is well-known in Leeds, "It is a potion for adventurers. It is hard to imagine that the reckless man who decided to take this extraordinary sequence would be so cunning. It is really amazing."

It's not just Roman who thinks this way, at least the extraordinary circle agrees.

Adventurers are a vulgar, irrational, and tyrannical way of transcendence. Things that can be solved by brute force are never solved by their pitiful wisdom.

The only function of the adventurer's head is to knock the Vilen fruit.

This delicious, locally grown nut is known for its incredibly hard shell.

"Compared to the fact that you are on the knight path, it is even more surprising." Kebi looked at his companion, "It's hard to imagine why you have affairs with so many girls, but it never costs extra."

Romans never spends money on whores, or at least he never spends money on them.

Among the Transcendents of this sequence he has seen, all of them are upright and have an enviable noble character, which has almost become the highest standard for men living in the civilized age.

Roman Richard is definitely an exception. This old rogue relies on his chivalry to win the hearts of women, and he has affairs with almost all the serious and unscrupulous dancers in the city.

Hearing his colleagues talk about the women he had experienced, Roman solemnly emphasized: "Are you kidding, I am true love with them."

It is well known that

True love does not need to pay.

"Inductive marking?"

Tu Fu looked calm, and looked down at the bottle of light blue liquid in his hand. If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he would not have known that this potion actually contained such a big trick.

If you take it in Leeds without knowing it, it will inevitably cause the underground organization called Brotherhood to come to your door.

But here, he is not afraid at all.

"Bo~"

With unknown emotions, Tu Fu opened the cork indifferently, and an imperceptible red light flashed on the bottle mouth, which seemed to indicate what was about to happen.

Tu Fu poured the potion down his throat indifferently.

And with best wishes,

Looking forward to someone getting on the ghost ship to collect debts from him.

(end of this chapter)

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