Chapter 67
See you again after two months.
Walking out of the weapon store, or feeling freedom, or unloading the burden, Maud only felt comfortable.
Even the "smelly rat smell" in the alley is no longer so pungent.
"Comfortable."
Maud looked up at the sunlight that slanted toward the eaves, and moved his legs gently, with a feeling of lightness like a swallow.
Turning to look ahead, the narrow alley is cluttered and disordered, garbage can be seen everywhere, and wooden boxes with heavy eating dust are stacked on both sides of the wall, exuding a musty smell.
"Just run for a while."
Maud jumped on the spot a few times, and rushed forward in vain, carrying a gust of wind and rolling up the garbage on the ground.
In spite of everything else, Maud made his way through the winding alleys quickly.
As he walked past where someone was, he only left gaping faces behind him.
These people didn't even see Maud's face clearly. When they responded, they could only see all kinds of rubbish scattered in midair.
Night Bar.
As a hidden intelligence selling point, business is as flat as ever.
In front of the bar, there is only one resident guest - the wolf mouse.
Inside the bar, Tatamu, in the uniform of a bartender, wiped his glass as usual.
crunch--
Maud pushed the door open.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Tatamu and Werewolf looked towards the door for the first time.
Both of them are intelligence workers, but in different categories.
So, everyone who walks into the bar will be their respective potential guests.
To their surprise, it was Maud who had been away for two months.
"Yo, long time no see."
Maud walked into the bar and greeted the two of them.
Looking at Maud who walked into the bar, Tatamu was a little surprised, and immediately smiled: "Welcome."
Werewolf promptly concealed a hint of caution towards Maud, and instead looked as if he had seen an old friend for many years.
"Usopp!!! Where have you been all this time!!!"
Werewolf jumped off his chair, opened his arms, and walked towards Maud excitedly, as if he wanted a big hug.
"It didn't go anywhere. It's complicated to explain anyway."
Maud dodged the Werewolf's hug, made a perfunctory sentence, and walked straight to the bar.
Maud avoided the hug, but Werewolf was not embarrassed at all, he lowered his arms naturally, and then sat next to Maud.
"Let's hear it, it just so happens that Tatamu and I are idle and idle."
"Oh, that's a long story."
Maud sighed softly, and at the same time raised his finger to Tatamu, signaling for a glass of wine.
Werewolf listened and said expectantly, "It's okay, you can speak slowly."
This might be the first time he heard about the weapons store from Maud, and he couldn't help but get a little nervous.
Maud said: "Because it's too long, let's not say it."
"Ha, ha ha..."
The wolf rat frowned.
Maud ignored the wolf rat's reaction and asked Tatamu for the reward in the drawer.
Tatamu stopped the bartending, opened the drawer, and gave the reward to Maud.
Maud took over a stack of bounty orders and looked at them seriously.
Seeing that Maud was so serious, the wolf rat couldn't disturb him, so he could only drink wine silently.
On the fifth day after destroying the Sharp Cow Pirates, he got information about Maud's identity from Gion.
Not only did he know Maud's real name and origin, he also found out the real murderer behind the attack on the Bacardi merchant ship.
After all, naval intelligence is not for nothing.
Targeted investigation, the things that should be turned over are basically turned out.
What was worth surprising at the time was not the fact that the culprit behind the scenes was Becky, the gangster, but the fact that Maud was still alive.
"Bacardi Maud.
"
The wolf rat took a sip of wine and silently muttered his name in his heart.
And the owner of this name is sitting next to him.
Just reach out and touch it.
As for the name of Usopp, which is still remembered by the Mad Hatter Pirates...
Forget it, how could the wolf squirt have the time to correct this name into its real name.
Things like pseudonyms, in addition to those pirates who pursue fame, are used by many people here, including himself.
"What can I do to let Maud and the gang dog bite the dog without a trace?"
From Gion, the wolf rat not only got information about Maud, but also received instructions from Gion.
The content of the instruction is to let Maud and the gang form an antagonistic relationship, so as to further test the attitude of the spooky gun.
This will also be the last trial.
While thinking about it, the wolf rat looked at the dazzling wine bottles in the wine cabinet, and finally settled on a bottle of a white rum brand.
With...
The wolf rat tilted his head and glanced at Maud, who was browsing the reward order, and the wine Tatamu had just mixed.
In this case, it is not suitable to mention the bottle of white rum, so I will stop it for the time being.
At the very least, wait until Maud does not focus on the reward order and the glass of wine bottoms out.
Thinking of this, the wolf mouse patiently waited for the opportunity.
While writing down the contents of the reward order, Maud drank the wine handed over by Tatamu.
ten minutes later.
Maud saw the last bounty, and the wine in the glass was almost bottomed out.
Seeing this, Werewolf suddenly said, "Tatamu, I suddenly want to drink Bacardi brand white rum, give me a glass."
"it is good."
Tatamu turned around and took out the white rum in the wine cabinet, and immediately took out a new glass and filled the wolf rat to seven points full.
The sound of crystal clear wine dripping into the glass is slightly sweet, and the bar is filled with a mellow aroma of spirits.
Maud couldn't help but glance at the white rum in Tatam's hand.
Bacardi...
His expression moved slightly.
The wolf squirrel noticed Maude's reaction and recommended it at the right time: "Usopp, this Bacardi brand white rum is a good thing. Would you like a drink too?"
Maud nodded.
Seeing this, Tatamu also poured a glass for Maud, and immediately put the wine bottle aside.
Werewolf raised his glass and took a sip, first making a long satisfied sound, and then a look of emotion on his face.
"This brand of white rum was only a special supply of the Bacardi Chamber of Commerce a few months ago. You can't usually drink it, but now it's different. You can see its shadow in almost every channel."
Maud didn't change his face when he heard the words.
Werewolf continued: "Speaking of which, I have to thank Becky from the gangster for being able to drink this brand of wine here."
"Gangster Becky?"
Hearing the familiar name, Maud's eyes narrowed slightly.
Werewolf glanced at Maud and said:
"Yeah, in order to expand the bootleg wine channel, the gang not only attacked the merchant ships of the Bacardi Chamber of Commerce, but also killed a single member of the Bacardi family in order to embezzle the industry afterwards."
"After that, the gang took over Bacardi's business, and then scattered a lot of liquor, and this rum is one of them."
Having said that, the wolf rat pretended to drink and observed Maud's reaction.
Seeing Maud fell into contemplation, there was no expected anger.
Werewolf is not surprised at all.
He had already seen Maud's temperament that could make people hate it.
But there is still some reaction.
Be angry, Maud.
Then hurried to find Becky trouble.
The werewolf thought to himself.
As everyone knows, Maud has no so-called hatred at all.
The reason why he pondered was only considering the possibility of hunting Becky.
Even if you continue to use this identity, if you have the ability and certainty, it is okay to take revenge for the predecessor.
As for the mess, he didn't want to touch it.
Those memories that were enough to affect him before were also sealed in a corner by him.