The phone bug rang again, and Colonel Cosius put the phone bug in his ear.

"Col. I found someone suspected of Houston in the harbor."

"What?"

Colonel Cosius frowned, and then he received several more calls.

"Col. I found someone suspected of Houston in Central Park."...

"Col. I found that someone suspected of Houston appeared on East Street."...

"Col. I found that someone suspected of Houston is in the south of the city."

"Col. I found that someone suspected of Houston appeared near the city."...

"Col...”

For a time, countless Houston figures were found in the entire city of Lipu. Kocius arranged the main navy to ship factories and revolving restaurants, and there were not so many personnel to be transferred at all.

Meiti looked at Sherlock in surprise, and a smile appeared on the corner of Sherlock's mouth. He was so lucky that he had to keep some help so that he would not die of a crime.

Colonel Cosius threw Sherlock's ID on the ground and stepped on it with black leather boots: "I don't care what you are doing, but there will definitely be no pirates who can escape from Lipu Port."

"Col. What should I do now?"

The gun-carrying navy beside Colonel Cosius asked.

"Chack the port, don't let a fly go out to the sea. You six follow them and send them to the baron's cocktail party. Watch and report to me at any time. Others follow me."

Cosius ordered.

"yes!"

The navy responded neatly, then followed him out of the rotating restaurant.

Meti, Sherlock and Laubron took a luxury carriage together and drove to the Baron's Mansion.

Meiti's palms were covered in cold sweat, and she leaned on the carriage softly. The experiences these days were like dreams.

"Sherlock, they still follow me, what should I do?"

"Don't worry."

Sherlock took out a lollipop wrapped in pink paper and handed it to Meti, "Eating sweets when you are nervous will calm your mood."

Meiti was stunned for a moment and took the lollipop: "I didn't expect that Houston, who was rumored to be cold-blooded, actually liked to eat sweets."

"I will always be Sherlock if you want."

Sherlock smiled and said that although he could not make Meti a lover, she could be her friend.

"Sherlock, this is for you."

Meti took out a company registration certificate, "I checked after I went back. There was no Donghai Flower Trading Company at all, so I bought an old company for you and changed the business scope and name. However, the registered legal person is me. You can see when you have time, I can transfer it to you."

Sherlock looked at Meti in surprise.

Meidi blushed: "I...Is there any flowers on my face?"

"Thanks."

Sherlock put away the company registration certificate, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid that I'm useless to you."

Meti looked at Sherlock affectionately.

The corners of Laubrun's mouth rose slightly, revealing the expression that turned out to be like this, and he once again affirmed the captain's charm in his heart.

The three arrived at Baron Bill's mansion.

Large areas of green grass were built neatly, and the wind blew over it brought a fragrance of grass.

At the end of the lawn is a European-style manor villa, which is as gorgeous as a castle, but the area covers much smaller than the castle.

The road to entering the manor was also covered with red fluffy carpets, and servants were guarding the gate to receive guests coming and going.

Meti handed the invitation to the servant, and smiles were piled on his face:

"Miss Metty, Mr. Sherlock, please come in."

Just like other visitors, Sherlock entered the manor together with his female companion Meiti.

Laubron and six navymen remained at the door.

As the music started, the gentlemen and ladies dressed in costume began to dance on the dance floor.

Meti and Sherlock were among them.

"Sherlock, your dancing skills have improved."

Meti praised with a smile.

“Dance is not difficult.”

Sherlock held Meiti's hand, she spun around and returned to Sherlock's arms.

The two danced a dance like this until they were about to exchange dance partners.

"Sherlock, can I see you again?"

Meti looked at Sherlock reluctantly.

Sherlock did not answer, handed her to the baron and completed the exchange of dance partners.

After a moment, Meti couldn't see Sherlock on the dance floor.

A man with a somewhat similar dress and even appearance replaced Sherlock and continued to be with Meti.

Sherlock came to the back door of the manor, pressing the brim of his hat and looking at Laubron who had been waiting for a long time.

Those six navy members were obviously not opponents of Laubron.

Laurelon sat in a brand new carriage, took off his hat and saluted Sherlock slightly: "Captain, with your ability, you don't need to be so complicated to leave the port."

“I don’t want to fight meaninglessly.”

Sherlock said, adding in his heart that my current luck might attract monsters like Kizaru or Akainu as soon as I do, and then get my lunch box.

Sherlock jumped into the carriage, rushed all the way, and came to the vicinity of the Sear Ship Factory.

Just as time went by, Aaron and Letterson rushed out in an upgraded version of the evil number.

Sherlock and Laubron boarded quickly.

The severely damaged naval ship chased out, but was bombed again by bombs on the water.

"Brother, you're back."

Letterson smiled and Sherlock patted him on the shoulder: "Can the boat dive into the water?"

"Yes, it's coated, and you can dive to a depth of 1,000 meters."

"Okay, the port has been surrounded by the navy and goes to the deep waters."

Sherlock ordered.

Letterson nodded and entered the control room with Navigator Laubron.

The Evil entered the sea route along the river, penetrated into the 1,000-meter sea area, avoided the navy blockade line above the port, and escaped directly.

But it was discovered by the naval radar.

A buzzing sea alarm sounded.

"Col. I found that a suspected large submarine passed the blockade."

The squat navy informed Kocius via phone bug.

"Idiot, that's a very evil call, stop me!"

"Stop...can't stop them anymore, they exploded the guardrail with mines."

The Navy stammered.

"Catch me up with waste! Wake up all the waste on the Southern route and encircle me."

Kocius ordered that he wore a Shanghai army cloak, lit a cigar, and took a sip.

The Evil opened the blockade line before it emerged from the water. The 10 nautical miles behind it were all naval fleets.

Cosius stood on the deck, pulled out the megaphone and shouted.

"Houston, you can't escape!"

Sherlock changed into a dark red coat, walked out of the cabin, stood at the bow of the terrifying ship, took off his hat, bent down to pay tribute, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Thank you all."

Kocius was furious and waved his hand: "Fire a fire and blow him to death!"

"Yes, Colonel!"

The rumbling explosions came one after another, and huge waves exploded from the sea.

"Come and try this!"

Letterson pressed the red button and 16 cannons extended from left and right to left of the hull.

The cannon fired at the same time, causing a heavy blow to the pursuing naval fleet.
Chapter completed!