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Qiubai looked up and saw that the white ball of thread had already bloomed in the sky that had just begun to night.

Everything was as expected by Doflamingo. Today, King Liku asked the citizens of Dedres Rosa for a large donation, but the reason was not revealed at all.

This is equivalent to completely binding the king's credibility with the money.

It is speculated that the king should be able to collect 10 billion Baileys, but unfortunately, Doflamingo did not keep his promise. As soon as the night fell, the riot he planned had begun.

Next, he will "re-" become the king of this country, but that has nothing to do with Qiubai anymore.

Screams, blood, crying, explosions, and firelights appeared almost at the same time in this country.

"Let's go."

Retracting his gaze, Qiubai said to Ain standing behind him.

Everyone has corresponding tasks tonight, but Qiubai is no longer planning to do anything for Doflamingo... But it seems that he has never done much for Doflamingo.

By the way, what is his mission?

"Will she come?"

Ain asked slowly following Qiu Bai.

“…Who knows?”

Qiubai was not sure. Monet would probably help him do something, but would he leave with him... I can only say that there is such a possibility.

The key figure is sugar.

Doflamingo still fed the little girl with the childlike fruit, but in this way she became the most critical figure tonight, so whether it is Torebor or Doflamingo, they will stay by her side... that is to say, she can only stay here.

What Qiubai wants to leave secretly, not to argue with Doflamingo head-on. With his strength, what he can't do is not do, and there is no need to try hard.

So Monet is an infinitive, and it is an infinitive that deviates from Qiubai.

Faced with the riots in a country, Qiubai was not indifferent, but he still walked straight in one direction calmly. Such an abrupt action pattern was quite eye-catching.

A "buzzing" sound came from above the head, which was the air reconnaissance duo of baby-5 and Bafaro. As the e2 Hawkeye of the Pirates, they were responsible for monitoring the overall situation.

"You two!"

Qiubai waved at the two of them.

The latter saw his greeting and lowered the height.

"Brother Qiu?"

"Come with me?"

This is an invitation, but at this critical moment, everyone is not on the same channel at all, so ambiguous questions naturally cannot produce an unexpected response.

"Go together?" baby-5 was very puzzled, "But Qiubai, our mission is different?"

"Is that so? I'm a little confused." Qiubai smiled, and then continued, "Be careful in the future and continue to monitor."

"yes."

The two raised their heights again with doubts, but they were completely unaware that they had just encountered a major disagreement, but their deep-rooted subconscious answered for them.

After saying goodbye to the two, Qiubai and the other two continued to move towards the periphery of the city. Gradually, all kinds of painful sounds had become a vague background. They also left the city and arrived at the agreed location:

A large field of sunflower.

I just don’t know if Qiu Bai can wait until the wind sees the fragrance...

Half an hour, one hour, two hours, time gradually approached the agreed limit.

Some illusions caused by tension made Ain feel that the noise in the city had gradually begun to calm down, "Qiubai, we should leave..."

"Here you come."

Qiubai interrupted her with these two words, and he was still very patient at the critical moment.

The green-haired girl pulled away the yellow pie-shaped inflorescence of sunflowers and appeared in front of Qiubai.

"Sorry, it's a little late, and things over there are a little troublesome."

"Is the matter in the palace over?" Qiubai asked while chatting about homely, while taking the things that Monet handed over.

It was a thick notepad.

I opened it casually and took a look. The things recorded on it looked like alien words to Qiubai.

"It's almost over... There are thirteen articles in total, and I've seen only so many of them. As for whether there are any other ones, it's unknown."

Monet said that her first half is an answer to Qiubai's question, while the second half is an explanation of Notepad.

"No, it's enough. She deserves to be a secretary." Qiubai exclaimed. She had not been with Doflamingo for a long time, let alone being able to get in touch with these confidential information.

But being able to get rubbings of this kind of thing can only make people admire them.

It is something that ordinary people can't do in any way, but Monet can do it - this is even rarer and more precious than the fruit of the art.

"Can you ask what this is?" Monet had actually had a long time ago, but she still asked.

"Simply put, there is a treasure map of an old pirate hidden here." Qiu Bai said half-jokingly.

"If I'm not mistaken, is the name of the 'old pirate' Gor Roger?" Monet said a well-known name.

"To be precise, it should be 'Gol d. Roger'." Qiubai slightly corrected the entire name, and the character D hidden by the world government is still relatively important.

Qiubai's purpose of coming to Doflamingo is these things:

"Historical Text"

At the beginning, he was sure that there must be historical texts in extremely special pirates like Doflamingo, but he did not expect there would be such a number.

But this is a good thing, the more "samples", the better.

"But no one can understand these words, right?" Monet looked at Qiubai with his eyes shining. The person in front of him was definitely not like the kind of person who could understand the text of history.

"It is naturally impossible to understand by myself, but... have you heard the stories of famous detectives and old military doctors?"

He refers to a story about "a villain who can dance" among the famous detectives who can interpret the deduction method - these historical texts are just "samples". Qiubai does not think there is a "historical text of the road sign" in it, but...

Logical deduction has always been an orthodox way of parsing language and passwords.

And the question is, who can do this?

At present, Qiubai has only one man, one woman, one bear and one handsome man, and the low-end beans in the distance and the girl who is looking forward to sex... there are probably no such talents here.

Of course, Monet could not know the story Qiubai said.

"I mean...I'm leaving Don Quixote."

"Can you help me translate this note?"

Of course, what Qiubai needs is not to read the text through like a historian, but just to clarify the directional vocabulary.

The sample is already available, and Qiubai needs someone who can analyze the sample next.
Chapter completed!