Extraordinary Sailing

　　 Rose swordsmanship gave "Zorro" a vigorous pace.

　　 In the darkness, he is like an elegant dancer gently stepping on the beat, walking fast in the shadow of the building, like a solo dance by the night prince. Swift and full of rhythm, it is rare that it did not attract anyone's attention.

　　 After a while, a group of more than a dozen people pushing a wheelbarrow to the dock imprinted "Zorro" in their eyes. But this group of people did not notice that an uninvited guest had been embellished in the shadow behind them.

　　 "You idiots, from now on, take care of your mouth, and you are not allowed to say a word! We just went to the dock to pick up the goods and don't know anything else. If anyone made a mistake, don't blame Old Barry for being too ruthless!"

　　 Under the veiled gaze of "Zorro", the head of a man with messy white curly hair like a lion is warning his men in a low voice.

　　 was swept by Barry's eyes, and everyone felt as if they were being stared at by a vicious old wolf. They covered their mouths, nodding their heads for fear.

　　 "Isn't this telling others that I have a problem? This bad guy is too unprofessional."

　　 "Zorro" kept his lips secretly, but he didn't expect how wronged the lion head was. Who knew that there was your night owl squatting on this kind of night road?

　　 I don't know what they want to do for the time being, "Zorro" can only follow silently.

　　 If it is confirmed that they are really going to do bad things, I can only stun them and throw them to the patrolling navy. After all, the principle of "Zorro" uncle has always been: do good things without leaving a name, just kill or bury it.

　　 On the dock.

　　 A full hour has passed since the navy led by Aiwen saw the late-coming merchant ship until it successfully called in.

　　 "Who? What are you doing at the dock?!"

　　 At the same time, a group of men pushing a wheelbarrow came out from the direction of the lighthouse island.

　　 Aiwen made a quiet gesture, and personally led a few sailors to contact the merchant ships arriving in Hong Kong. Gary led most of the remaining people in front of the group of men, and questioned a curly-haired man in the lead.

"Good evening, sir! I am Barry, the representative of the Golden Olive Chamber of Commerce. I am here to welcome a batch of goods we have ordered. This is a report we made at the terminal management office. You can check it." Barry, a curly-haired man He said, handing over a certificate issued by the terminal management office.

　　 "It's so late, are you sure you want to unload the cargo immediately? Can't you unload it after dawn?" No abnormality was found, and Gary asked.

　　It’s not that Gary deliberately made things difficult. Tonight, the wind and waves were a bit heavy. The vacant conditions of the lighthouse island's wharf were very ordinary all year round, and the lighting was not good. Unloading at night is indeed prone to accidents.

　　The curly-haired man immediately looked embarrassed when he heard the words, bowed extremely low, and complained:

　　"Your Excellency, there is no way! Tomorrow is the celebration day. Our goods are fireworks to be used on the celebration day. The first batch of fireworks was soaked in water due to poor transportation. This is not a hurry to order another batch.

　　 If the fireworks are not in place tonight, it will be blamed on them, and we will be out of luck! You must help. "

Gary didn't feel too embarrassed to look at him a bit pitiful, and there was indeed no rule not allowing unloading late at night, so he comforted him: "I'll talk to the captain. It shouldn't be a major issue. You must pay attention to safety. No way!"

　　 "Yes, yes, it won't cause you trouble." The curly-haired man nodded and bowed at Gary, who could be his own son, with a smirk, not at all the stern and domineering he had done to his men just now.

　　Gary jumped on the boat in two steps and came to Aiwen.

　　 After a while, Ivan has checked the supporting documents on the merchant ship, including the owner, the name and quantity of the goods, the owner of the goods, the place and time of shipment, the destination, etc.

　　 The documents presented by the captain are issued by the maritime trade department of the Kingdom. It is not only to prove the ownership of the cargo on board, but also to facilitate the tracking of merchant ships and prevent possible piracy.

　　Because there are no permanent port workers on this island, this work can only be performed by the navy and the navy.

　　 Compared with the inspection result of the consignee, from the paper, both parties have legal procedures, and no problems were found at all.

　　 "Boss, the picker said..."

　　 "Fireworks?"

　　 Hearing Gary explained the special situation, Ivan pondered for a moment. He also has empathy, and he doesn't mind making a slight exception to others within his own authority.

　　 "You can unload the cargo, but I will watch it on the side. Tonight is limited to the designated fireworks. We will talk about other cargoes until dawn, understand?"

　　 Lionhead Buck naturally has no opinion, he should be repeated.

　　 After a while, the merchant ship and the lion head were handed over and the unloading began.

　　 A box of tightly sealed "fireworks" was lifted off the boat by the hands of Buck, and after being tied up, they were loaded into a wheelbarrow.

　　 Seeing that the wheelbarrow was half full, there was one person in the dark that couldn't sit still. Knowing that there is a problem with this batch of goods, if they were to be transported into the island at night, it would not be easy to find them. If they make any big movements, they can't escape the relationship as a member of the navy.

　　嗖——

　　 One of Buck’s men had just tied the rope of a wheelbarrow, and a short, gleaming crossbow arrow broke through the darkness and nailed it to a wooden box with a sound.

　　 scared him to sit on the ground.

　　 "Someone released an arrow! Run!"

　　 Everyone at the scene was shocked, and when they saw what was shining in the cold, they quickly dodged, for fear that the next arrow would fall on their heads.

　　 Only standing on the deck watching over the sailors, Aiwen, who prevented them from accidents, noticed that the arrow went straight to the wooden box from the very beginning without aiming at anyone.

　　 "Step on!"

　　 leaped off the merchant ship lightly, and Ivan passed through the crowd lying on the ground hurriedly avoiding, and did not rush into the darkness to search for possible enemies. Instead, he walked to the wooden box that was hit by the crossbow arrow, stretched out his hand to pull out the arrow, and looked closely in front of him.

　　 The material of this crossbow arrow is high-quality steel, which is much shorter than the usual crossbow arrow but also much more delicate. The preliminary judgment should be the arm crossbow used by the assassins and rangers.

Because of its small size, the cost is much higher than that of ordinary bows and arrows. This weapon is not affordable for ordinary people~www.ltnovel.com~ I looked up at the darkness that the lighthouse in the distance could not illuminate, Ivan Let everyone stand by and not move. If the goal of the shooter is to move the tiger away from the mountain, he will be very passive. As a commander, you must consider the overall situation, and you must not be like an ordinary sailor, doing whatever you want to do as soon as you use force.

　　 But as soon as Ivan appeared, "Zorro" hiding in the dark also recognized the navy captain who had defeated himself.

　　 "This guy turned out to be?" A little startled, "Zorro" moved into the dark subconsciously.

　　After the last sword fight, he has understood the gap between himself and Aiwen. The smooth escape before was pure luck. This time he is not sure if he has a chance to run away if it is exposed.

　　 Although it’s okay to be caught, it really hurts my "brilliant" image.

　　"I have seen most of the sailors from the Third Fleet on the Warm Wind. He should be an officer on the Silver Wing.

　　 There are not many lieutenant officers on a warship. Go back and ask the adjutant to find out. "

　　 "Zorro" did not use his identity to avenge his personal revenge, as an aspiring young man determined to become a "great prophet." He is not interested in any conspiracy and intrigue, and investigating Aiwen's identity is just an instinctive hobby that likes to explore other people's secrets.

　　 "With this guy's sense of responsibility for chasing half of my city, he should have noticed the tips I gave? I got the witchcraft notes, and I don't know if he discovered the secret?"

　　 thinking about it with some uncertainty, "Zorro" raised his hand and shot another crossbow arrow.

　　嗖——

　　 "Get out of the box and have a look, bastard!"