The Journey In Marvel Magician

Since Sparrow left, the Black Pearl has stayed in place, waiting for the return of Li Feng... and Sparrow.

Well, the point is to wait for Magician. No one cares whether Sparrow returns or not, it's just a small incident.

These days, fools know that there is meat to eat with Magician.

And follow Sparrow... just look at the skinny pirates, they have never seen soup, let alone tasted meat.

During this period, something strange happened on the Black Pearl.

The rum in the ballast was somehow reduced by an alarming amount every day.

In the beginning, no one took it seriously.

Isn't that someone stealing alcohol? This is not a rare thing in the pirate circle.

In particular, there are two drunks (Gibbs, Sparrow) who never drink but only drink on the boat, and it is sparse and common to consume a lot of rum every day.

It was not until ten days later that a dry-mouthed pirate was horrified to find that there was no drop of rum on the ship.

It's a young age, and the clear water on the sea is not easy to preserve. Everyone is counting on rum to quench their thirst.

Alcohol thief is good, he only cares about his own drunkenness, life and death, and does not care about the life and death of others.

This kind of person doesn't need to be tried. To pull out is to shoot a hundred times, and then shoot Xiao Ding Ding to death.

The pirate also had a big mouth, and he didn't care how much disaster the news of the lack of water on the ship would cause. He spread the ‘grass news’ when he saw people.

Soon, the news spread to ten, ten to one hundred.

After half an hour, all the pirates knew.

After a lot of calculations, the pirates concluded that there were only two people capable of doing this wicked thing on the Black Pearl.

One is Sparrow.

This guy can drink ten bottles of rum in one breath, his face is not red, his heart is not beating, what should he do, as if he was drinking not wine, but loneliness.

The other was Gibbs, who was drunk all day long.

Considering that Sparrow was not on the ship, the pirates, who were under the crisis of thirst, immediately threw up the table and quit. Angrily, they gathered their friends and asked Gibbs for an explanation.

Gibbs, who was pushed to the deck by the crowd, had a hard time talking about it.

The conscience of heaven and earth, it is true that stealing rum is not a fake, but he just eats his stomach, and it is impossible to drink a boat of rum in just ten days.

This is obviously not a feat he can accomplish alone.

However, under the anger of the crowd, Gibbs was full of mouths and refused to explain.

Even talking too much, the pirates simply covered their ears and put on a posture of'don't listen, don't listen, the eighth chanting'.

He clearly said that it is not that he wants to slap him on the head.

At that moment, Gibbs deeply felt the malice of the world towards him.

No way, since it is reasonable and unclear, then repress by force.

Pirates, just use this set.

Thinking of this, Gibbs showed a hideous and vicious look, took out his musket, and squeezed the trigger.

"Bang~"

After the gunshot, the pirates were as good as their grandsons in an instant.

"Jack is not here, I am temporarily acting as the captain of the Black Pearl...you guys, do you want to rebel..."

The sharp eyes patrolled around, confirming that the pirates were scrupulous and did not dare to rise up. Gibbs was satisfied with putting away the musket, walking towards the cabin and said:

"A few people here, check the cargo hold with me..."

The pirates look at me, I look at you, pushing and shoving behind Gibbs.

"Didn't Gibbs drink it secretly?" a pirate with withered hair whispered to his naked upper body.

"It looks like...it doesn't look like it," the **** man deduced after touching his chin for a while.

"Who stole it?" As he spoke, the pirate with withered hair looked like Sherlock Holmes, squinting and scanning the surroundings, trying to spot the wine thief with his eyes.

It's just.... After watching for a long time, I found out that everyone looks like a wine thief.

Madan, a ship of pirates, and all of them have a criminal record of being a thief, how do you find the suspect?

Sherlock Holmes must be caught in person.

He was already in arrears with his IQ, and his brain suddenly twitched, and an idea came out of the sky, and he couldn't hold it down:

"Perhaps...probably... there may have been a ghost on the ship...well, the kind of ghost that was still a drunkard during his lifetime."

"Ghost?!..."

The ** man suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped a few degrees. He couldn't help but shudder. He shrank his head and watched his surroundings, as if an alcoholic Ghost would pop out of the surrounding shadows at any time.

After a while, everyone carried oil lamps to the dim and damp cargo hold.

Gibbs drew a bottle of wine from the shelf.

The cork on the bottle has long been missing. After the bottle stood upside down, no drop of rum was seen, but a handful of yellow sand was poured out.

Ma Dan, it’s fine to eat alone, but even back loading yellow sand...

Gibbs was so angry that he smashed the bottle and roared: "Check every corner, I don't believe I can't find out which jerk the wine thief is..."

The pirates looked at Gibbs with weird faces:

Find a wine thief with a hammer, tie you up and torture you, won’t the case be closed...

At the moment, a famous pirate shivered and pointed to the floor, and said in horror: "Then...what's that?"

"Huh?" Gibbs followed the pirate's expectation, and saw a pool of water on the floor and a row of footprints leading to a dark corner.

The sea is all around, and water marks and footprints in the cargo hold seem to be normal...a ghost.

Especially the clear water on the ship was exhausted early, and there was no trace of water in the aisle outside the cargo hold.

This footprint is clearly a good cut out of thin air.

After thinking about it for a moment, Gibbs took the courage, put his hand in some water and sniffed it, then put it in his mouth and tasted it:

"Bah~, it's salty, that's right, it's just normal sea water..."

Why did the wine thief bring the sea water to the cargo hold and make a splash of water?

do the laundry?

Impossible, serious people who wash clothes.

Gibbs said he didn't understand.

And from the analysis of the clarity of the water marks and footprints, as soon as the wine thieves left their front feet, their back feet came.

"Why... follow the footprints?" a pirate suggested.

The pirate's words were recognized by most of his companions, and they all nodded.

Only Gibbs realized something and looked thoughtfully to the dark corner along the footprints.

Suddenly, he turned to look at the pirates.

On the surface, he pretended to use his eyes to ask if anyone objected.

In fact, he was counting people's heads and checking whose clothes or hair showed signs of wetness.

1, 2, 3.....

After counting, Gibbs went into a panic and got goosebumps all over his body.

Good guy, all the crew are here, and there is no sign of any wet clothes or hair.

What does this mean.

Explain that there are outsiders on the ship.

To be cautious, Gibbs stuffed the oil lamp into the hands of the pirate who had previously proposed to look at the footprints, and encouraged: "The idea you come up with, you go and check..."

The pirate was unknown, so he took the oil lamp and followed the footprints recklessly.

"Crack~crack~crack~"

Before everyone approached the corner, there was a chewing sound out of the darkness.

"Who?...who is there?"

The pirate with the oil lamp noticed that something was wrong and immediately stopped and asked loudly.

"Your time is running out..."

A weird man with a wet body, coral on his face and an Adsorbent starfish, walked out of the darkness with a bottle of rum.

"Old shoelace, Bill T******s recognized the weird person at a glance, and said in surprise: "I heard that you were...shen Hai...how did you become like this? "

Turner didn't seem to expect anyone on the Black Pearl to know him, so he searched for a memory, and said: "It's you, Gibbs..."

As he said, Turner bowed his head in silence, and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I was strapped to the artillery by Barbosa and sank to the bottom of the sea... I wanted to die and wanted to move... but was suppressed by the sea. Can't move..."

"Later... David Jones found me... At the time, as long as there was a way to escape from fate, I would hold it firmly."

"So..." Gibbs understood why Turner's appearance changed a lot, and sighed: "If you become a crew member of the Flying Dutchman, you have to become a monster?... By the way, before the time What does'not much' mean?"

"Jack once had a deal with David Jones. I was sent to urge Jack to fulfill his promise... but I wandered around the ship and couldn't find Jack. Nothing. I could only complete the task all day. I washed my face with wine on the boat."

...Wash your face with wine? It’s really nice to say, it’s not that the ‘Flying Dutchman’ doesn’t store alcohol at all. It’s always a drink if you grab it. If you don’t grab it, you endure it naturally.....

Gibbs twitched his mouth.

Yes, the wine thief case is solved, and the cauldron on his back can be removed.

Can...

"Jack and David Jones' deal, what do we care about?" Gibbs couldn't figure out the twists and turns, and asked humbly.

Turner saw that Gibbs didn’t know how powerful it was. In view of the acquaintance, he kindly reminded: ". David Jones can’t find Jack, and he will definitely take the Black Pearl to vent his anger. You think you can deal with the Flying Holland. "Human"?... By the way, beware of Kraken when you abandon the ship and run for your life, it is cruising nearby."

Gibbs raised his eyebrows and said, "Kraken can't count on it. It has been subdued."

Considering Li Feng's gluttonous face, Gibbs added: "Maybe it is now made into sashimi, or octopus ramen..."

ha? ..... Turner's head is muddled now.

Ten days ago, Kraken was fine, and even carried him to the Black Pearl. In a blink of an eye, it became an ingredient?

"Boom~"

Suddenly, the Black Pearl made a loud noise as if it hit a rock, and the following shaking made a crowd of pirates become ground gourds.

Turner stood steadily, but his eyebrows were squeezed together. He looked at Gibbs and the others with pity, and said with regret: "It looks like it's not in a hurry..."

"What do you mean?" During the questioning, Gibbs had a bad feeling.

"David Jones is here....Yes, I have been out for more than ten days. It's strange if he doesn't come to see what's going on."

When Turner spoke, all the pirates who had heard of the "Flying Dutchman" took a breath in unison.

"Hiss~"

"It's over."

"Now telling Dad to be in a hurry?"

"Shut up," the acting captain yelled, and the crew suddenly trembled into dogs.

"What's the panic, David Jones is looking for Jack," Gibbs waved his hand and motioned to the crew to take up arms and fuck his mother, encouraging: "Remember, the big shot behind us is not for eating. ...."

As soon as the voice fell, a portal appeared in the cabin.

Sparrow pointed the orchid and crossed the portal, looked around, and said in confusion, "Are you...welcome me back?"

"I guess...no," Li Feng rolled his eyes at Turner, looked through the partitions to the deck, grinning: "I think it's time for a seafood banquet..."

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