After the meeting, Seng Guo went back with a gloomy face to inform Wulao Xing of the situation.
Everyone knows in their hearts that no matter what Jason's true identity is, he must be Gol D Jason now!
Newspapers had already made their actions public and attracted widespread attention at sea.
If we tell the world at this moment that they have arrested the wrong person, the navy will not be able to take the blame.
Wulao Xing couldn't even save his face to regret his words.
It will be an unprecedented heavy blow to the authority of the government!
Sengoku needs a plan to prevent those who know the truth from spreading rumors and discrediting the government.
Shepat is finished!
With such a big mistake, no matter how extensive your connections are, it won't work. Perhaps suicide is the happiest enjoyment.
Waiting for the frustrated Shepat to leave, in the corridor, Ron suddenly turned his head and asked: "General Aoki Pheasant, can I ask you a question?"
"Speaking… "
The latter rubbed his brows tiredly and nodded.
"The death of Mr. and Mrs. Anthony...is related to you?"
Uh-huh!
With light shining in his tired eyes, Qingzhi stopped and looked at Ron seriously. The general's terrifying aura slowly dissipated and said softly: "Why do you say that?"
Ron's heart froze at the aura of the blue pheasant, and he encouraged the thunder cloud and dragon patterns in his body to compete with it, his expression unchanged.
"As far as I know, the task of hunting down the deceased son of the Pirate King on Badelila Island has always been on the head of the headquarters. Historical data clearly states that the headquarters has sent people to this end several times."
"And the assassination team is responsible for doing this dirty work."
Qingzhi's pupils slowly shrank to a point.
After a moment, he lowered his head: "So, the marshal actually knew it already?"
Those who were sent to assassinate Anthony and his wife were members of the assassination force. Apart from the commander-in-chief, only the marshal was qualified to issue all tasks of the assassination force.
"No, what was listed was a list. What he issued was an order to kill the wrong person rather than let them go."
"So when it comes to specific individuals, the Marshal probably doesn't have the time to pay attention."
Ron smiled slightly.
Sure enough, he guessed it right.
The reason why Anthony and his wife died suddenly is actually very simple.
Because their son is too consistent in age with the possible posthumous son of Pirate King Roger. In addition, the two of them lived in a simple way and had little involvement with the outside world, so they were included in the suspect list.
There were many names on the list, not only from Badelila Island, but also from surrounding kingdoms, no-man's land, and even every island Roger passed through on his way back to the South China Sea. People were included in the suspect list.
The role played by the assassination force is a murder weapon, a group of emotionless executioners.
I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go!
The bloodiness of these six words is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
The mission had been going smoothly, and other people on the list were removed one after another without even causing any ripples in the sea, as if they did not exist at all.
Until it was the turn of Anthony Jason, the son of the Anthony couple on Badelilla Island, the mission went unexpectedly.
They were stopped.
To be precise, it was not a stop, but someone took their place and completed the assassination mission ahead of schedule.
In the end, Anthony Jason was cleared of suspicion, but as a price, the Anthonys closed their eyes forever.
that person…
It is Qing Pheasant!
"Ah la la, so you actually kept a record of this matter?"
Qingzhi rubbed his afro: "Thank you for your hard work, Ron. So, what do you want to say?"
"Reveal me to the marshal? Say I'm involved with the Pirate King?"
"No, it's precisely because you were the one who did it that I believe they have nothing to do with Roger."
To Aokiji's surprise, Ron didn't mean that.
"You are a very principled man, General Qing Pheasant."
"But your kindness may destroy you."
When justice and kindness conflict, Aoki Pheasant will choose the latter.
After saying this, Ron glanced at the old man who appeared behind Qingzhi, nodded, then turned around and disappeared.
"This kid is getting more and more impressive!"
Garp smacked his lips and said with emotion.
"Assassination troops, don't they just need this kind of momentum?"
Qingzhi laughed and turned around: "Mr. Karp, are you here to see me too?"
"Yes and no."
Garp looked around guiltily, then suddenly hooked his hand on Qing Zhi's shoulder and pulled his tall and straight waist into a bend.
Regarding his old boss, Qingzhi really couldn't use the attitude of a general to overwhelm him, so he could only bend down obediently and let him complete this action.
Putting his mouth to Aoki's mouth, Garp whispered: "I have something to ask you, Aoki."
"Mr. Karp, please speak."
"I know you have a mission and don't have time to participate in public executions, so..."
Such and such, such and such.
After a moment, Qingzhi straightened up and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Lieutenant General Garp, do you think... you can really hide this from the marshal?"
"How will you know if you don't try it? Do you want to watch me get scolded?!"
Yes, I think.
But Aokiji wouldn't say that, so he could only say another way: "Okay, I will pay attention to it."
"Then it's up to you, Aokiji!"
Garp patted Qingzhi on the shoulder, grinning playfully.
Qing Pheasant: "..."
Hey, be gentle!
The elements will be photographed by you!
…
Ron didn't go far after leaving the Marshal's office.
After dodging, on the first floor of the headquarters fortress, Ron came to a very hidden door and stretched out his hand.
Zizzi!
A weak current flows into the mechanism through the metal door panel, and is supplemented by current, and a card slot pops up on the door.
Ron took out his key and put it into the card slot, twisting it slightly.
Click…
The alloy door panels were pulled open to both sides, revealing the clean and white passage behind.
Following the maze passage to the deepest point, after verifying the identity again, the door finally opened.
"Commander-in-Chief!"
A tall, thin man with short hair wearing a mask came to Ron, saluted and stood at attention.
When members of the assassination force are not on a mission, except for a few leaders who appear on the surface, such as Zefa and Ron, who cannot hide at all, the rest are strictly ordered to wear masks.
Moreover, companions are not allowed to inquire about each other's true identity, and any violation will be punished as betrayal.
Looking at him, Ron nodded: "How are the materials I asked you to prepare?"
"All collected."
"Bring it to my office."
"yes!"
Passing through the hall where the auction was originally held, there is a complex space on the second underground floor. Only few people in the headquarters know that there is such a space besides the emergency underground ports of the headquarters.
The training rooms, lounges, warehouses, and data rooms on each floor are packed like a hive. The people coming and going all wear animal masks and white costumes like moving ghosts. Silent.
Only when they see Ron, these people will stop, nod or salute to show respect.
This is the reorganized assassination force!
A group of awe-inspiring white ghosts!
It is also the most powerful army Ron holds.
The light in the underground space is not dim, it can even be said to be like daylight, but standing here, looking at the silent and intense white figure in front of me, an indescribable sense of oppression hits my brain, making me breathless.
After walking through the complicated passage and pushing the door into his office, Ron sat on the sofa and lit a cigar.
It was absolutely safe here, so the masked man reached out, took off the fox mask with a devilish smile on his face, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Phew, I'm so suffocated."
"Lieutenant General, the comfort of the mask needs to be improved. Can you tell Mr. Vegapunk about it?"
Wearing the mask was okay for a short time, but over time, Dongte always felt like he was suffocating.
"The CP organization has not expressed its opinions for hundreds of years. How many days will it take for you to stand it?"
Ron glanced at him impatiently and waved his hand: "Bring me the information."
"yes!"
Shrugging, Dongte took out a stack of A4 paper and placed it on the coffee table in front of Ron, stood back and said.
"'Fire Fist' Ace, formerly known as Portcas D Ace, is now 20 years old. His mother has been identified as Portcas D Lujiu, a native of the South China Sea, and his father is unknown..., due to unknown reasons on January 2, early 1501. He was brought back and adopted by Lieutenant General Garp. He went to sea three years ago and was rescued by Red-haired Shanks after being captured on the original Gaya Island. He later failed to challenge Whitebeard and became the captain of Whitebeard's second team. "
Being able to investigate so many things without knowing the original work, even involving the Four Emperors, shows the intelligence capabilities of the assassination team.
But this is not the point. The point is the conclusion.
"therefore!"
A dark aura visible to the naked eye emerged from Dongte's body, and his icy-cold eyes exuded endless murderous intent, causing the Qingquan Sword at his waist to tremble continuously.
"We have enough reasons to suspect that Ace, the 'Fire Fist', is the posthumous son of Roger, the Pirate King!"
"And Lieutenant General Garp did not report the knowledge and adopted the navy's enemy, the sinful bloodline without permission!!"
"It can be regarded as treason!!"