Chapter 87: Chapter 87
Chapter 87: The Philosopher Among Criminals
When it came to explosive hairstyles, the first person Adrian thought of was Brook. After all, he was the one who had only his skeletal frame left after resurrection. It would make sense for him to deal with organ traffickers... or not.
That comical skeleton couldn't pull off such a thing, and he was probably still floating around in the Devil's Triangle.
Next was the current Vice Admiral, future Admiral, Kuzan Aokiji. He also had an explosive hairstyle and could even turn into a golden explosive hairstyle.
He was even less likely to come after Adrian for no reason.
Lastly, there was Usopp the Great. If he took off his headscarf, he would also have an explosive hairstyle. However, he was probably only around ten years old and playing pirate games at home.
Adrian didn't have much of an impression of the others. They were probably not major characters. He continued to ask, "Do you have any other distinctive features?"
"Other than wearing sunglasses, there's nothing else unusual about him. He came alone when he came to negotiate with us, no companions." The burly man explained everything in detail.
Their group had originally been doing some "small business" near Island No. 3. They had planned to take advantage of the recent chaos in lawless zones to make a little profit.
Then they encountered the explosive-haired individual yesterday. He claimed to have taken an interest in the organ of the owner of a small tavern. The promised reward was generous, but they hadn't even received the down payment.
They dared to take on the job because they weren't afraid of losing money. After all, as long as they captured the target, they were guaranteed to make a sale.
So, they conducted a simple investigation of the tavern. The information they gathered was: the tavern's guards could take on ten opponents each, the tavern owner was weak, the tavern's cat was intelligent, and the tavern's waitress seemed easy to bully.
Why be afraid of anything? Even the strongest guard could only handle ten people. Who wouldn't be able to handle ten people individually?
Further inquiry revealed that "Running Adrian" was also known as "Broken Stool Adrian." This person had regular habits and went for a morning jog on the island every day. It seemed like it would be easy to set up an ambush.
And that's how today's events had come to pass.
Adrian continued to ask, "So, where was the meeting point for the transaction set?"
"At your tavern."
"What?" Adrian scratched his ear, asking, "I must have misheard. Where?"
"You didn't mishear, the delivery was indeed set at your tavern." The burly man explained, "If we successfully capture you all, we'll set fire to the tavern as a signal. Then, on the third night after the fire, we'll complete the transaction in front of the ruins."
"I..." Adrian was speechless. This was just too ruthless.
Even if Adrian wanted to pretend to be one of them and complete the transaction, he had to seriously consider it.
Even if he gritted his teeth and set fire to the tavern himself, it wouldn't be a big deal to rebuild it later. But he also had to consider where to hide for those three days. Would they be discovered?
And what he feared most was the possibility that their so-called employer wasn't after organs at all. They might just want to destroy the tavern, which would be truly nauseating.
"Why do all the opponents I encounter have this kind of style? Can't they just stand up and confront me openly?" Adrian felt exhausted.
The burly man lying on the ground grumbled internally. The outcome of confronting you head-on is right in front of you. If I knew how powerful you were, I wouldn't have confronted you head-on.
Adrian kicked him, "I feel like your gaze is filled with ill intent. Tell me, did you hide anything else?"
Tom looked left and right, picked up a dagger, and came over to help with the intimidation.
"Actually, there's nothing more. I've told you everything I know! Hey, hey, keep an eye on your cat. It's dangerous." The burly man knew that he was in a precarious situation, but he didn't want to die at the hands of a cat, nor did he want to be toyed with by a cat before he died.
"In that case, how much is your bounty?" Adrian decided that since he couldn't find out about the employer through them, he might as well collect the bounty. Compared to organ traffickers, these guys were no better than human traffickers.
The burly man answered, "None of us twelve have bounties on our heads."
"Impossible, right? A criminal group with your level of strength wouldn't have bounties?" Adrian couldn't believe it.
Even the much weaker Barto Club had bounties. These guys were much stronger than them. How could they not have bounties? It couldn't be that this was their first time doing something bad, right?
Speaking of this, the burly man's expression suddenly turned serious. "Please don't use your suspicious gaze to insult us professional criminals!
In my opinion, a truly successful criminal should complete their crimes cleverly and discreetly, without leaving any evidence for law enforcement. Even if they die, they should die quietly and unnoticed.
It's because I've always upheld this principle that we can continue to operate openly and even shadow our targets like ordinary people, strolling into crowds without fear of being recognized!
I've always taught them that as criminals, if their fame spreads and they face countless pursuits, they're destined to be failures! Even the Pirate King is no exception!"
These words were delivered with great emphasis and passion, as if he was stating his life creed.
Rui Mengmeng raised her hand weakly and said, "Boss, why do I feel like what he's saying makes sense?"
"..." Adrian wanted to say that he felt the same way, but this guy unexpectedly turned out to be a philosopher among criminals. However...
"Why the hell are you, a criminal, sounding so self-righteous?" Adrian knocked him unconscious with the hilt of his sword.
"Don't let him lead you astray. It's better to kill scum like this as soon as possible. From a certain perspective, they're even more dangerous than those infamous figures."
"Oh, okay." Rui Mengmeng nodded. "So, Boss, what should we do next? If we don't expose the puppeteer behind the scenes, they might ambush us again in the future, right?"
"Yeah, I'm also worried about what to do... Can't exactly burn down the tavern to see if we can lure them out, right?"
"Even if you did set it on fire, it might not work." Artoria said, "The person who came up with using a burning tavern as a signal might have other methods to confirm whether their plan succeeded."
"So, all we can do is wait for them to strike again?" Adrian was frustrated, "It's possible that the next time might have just as few clues as this time."
Artoria added, "There's also a possibility that these people were sent to test us. They might personally appear the next time."
"No other choice, let's wait. We need to be cautious when going out recently." Adrian felt that this kind of style was quite
reminiscent of Bisky's, perhaps the explosive-haired individual was one of his underlings?
"Then... Boss, what should we do with these people?" Rui Mengmeng pointed at the organ traffickers lying on the ground.
Tom was holding a stick, poking this one, prodding that one. This bad habit was definitely learned from Camie.
"Since that guy said they've committed numerous crimes and have never been caught by law enforcement, let's fulfill their wish and let them die quietly and unnoticed. It's not like I even asked for their names."
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