"Introduce it."

A dozen people were sitting in a big, bright room, and Lorraine pointed to the only stranger Bell and introduced softly.

"Bart, it seems that he has no surname or first name. He is the top intelligence dealer in New Orleans and the owner of the old tavern. By the way, his daughter is Catalina's goddaughter, so when there is no life-threatening, I am used to thinking of him Own person."

Bell narrowed his mouth and pointed at Emmons with a lifted hand.

"Chris Emmons, Welshman, the staff of the lieutenant colonel of the Continental Squadron, my old acquaintance. He is an unscrupulous gambler, no matter what, I will not treat him as my own."

"Gambler?" Lorraine raised an eyebrow.

Emmons straightened his shirt and moved towards Lorraine.

"Law...Mr. Edward Kenway, it's nice to meet you. Because it is a rare and precious first impression, I hope I have the opportunity to prove my innocence."

Lorraine gave a noncommittal smile: "Please speak. This is not a plantation. No one will deprive you of the right to speak."

"Thank you very much." Emmons said solemnly, "Strictly speaking, I am not a gambler. The gambler is emotional, and I am used to entrusting the victory and defeat to God and praying for the gift of luck. And I am rational. Yes, I just want to prove that analysis can replace luck, but so far I have not been able to find a suitable formula, so that I have paid a lot of experimental funds."

No one could have imagined that Emmons' so-called self-innocence was actually to refute Bell's evaluation of him, and for a moment... silence.

Lorraine coughed awkwardly, "Daniel, don't you think this gentleman is a bit like you?"

Daniel is frosty: "No. I will only shoot when the success rate reaches 100%. Then I will only conduct the previous experiments in the laboratory."

"He might use the casino as a laboratory..."

"Then he is a real idiot. The laboratory needs to be controllable, and the casino is too uncontrollable, it is practical."

The topic is completely clear...

Lorraine interrupted the gossip in embarrassment, beckoning to take a stack of documents from Bart.

"Bell, do you know where you are?"

"I think it's a grave, but the gambler doesn't approve it."

"He's right." Lorraine flipped through the documents and said casually: "This is the basement of the Gudauriel French-style clothing store. Back then, its owner met with anti-Spanish liberals and was finally trusted. Betrayed by his companions and became a sacrifice to the new history of New Orleans."

Bell frowned: "Kenway, I really don't like your innuendo talking. To be honest, you have taken away my things, you should know that I didn't betray you."

"I don't know." Lorraine didn't look up, "I have read these things three times, and still can't tell whether they are true or false. A high-ranking lieutenant colonel's staff and a set of indistinguishable information are placed together. Is far from enough to prove your innocence."

"Then check it!"

"This is my business. And now I want to know when Shaq established a stronghold in New Orleans, and why did you contact that stronghold."

"Contact?" Bell was confused.

"Stronghold?" Emmons looked confused.

So Lorraine determined that [Barrambas’s Daydream] was indeed the Royal Navy’s intelligence base in New Orleans.

Probably seeing it from Lorraine's eyes, or seeing the flamboyant acting in the eyes of the other party, Bell quickly realized that he had already confessed part of it.

Fortunately, this part was originally destined to be hidden...

He rolled his eyes and sat on the floor: "Let us discuss the issue calmly, and as a sincere, please let the intelligence dealer who wants to know everything get out first."

Bart's old face flushed, because Lorraine was actually considering Bell's proposal very seriously.

The result of consideration...fresh

"Bart, our discussion will involve something that you cannot let you know. You know, you are not trustworthy."

It's so gentle that even God will be touched!

Bart rolled out of the room gratefully, Henna kept watching him roll out of the basement, and then squeaked and shut him out.

"Well, the environment for the conversation is established. It's time for you and Mr. Emmons to tell some stories separately."

When Lorraine said these words, Karen, Wang Ye, and Acharin pulled Emmons up, brought him back to the small room where he and Bell were previously detained, and closed the door to separate the inside and outside.

Bell did not show any surprises, only calmly cleared his throat: "Lorraine, do you think I might betray you?"

"Many reasons."

"Uh... our friendship is almost as long as our age!"

"One more reason."

Bell was choked to death.

"Damn it, because Assassin didn't wipe my neck in a dark alley... In the first round of smuggling, I met my old friend in the third formation."

"The old crew of the Wanderer is the most trusted group of officers under Shaq Drake, and they are very united. I know my experience will cause dissatisfaction among old friends, because you know, selling a few guns is not What a big deal."

"So I took the initiative to get in touch with him and buy some information from him. He didn't want to betray Shaq, but in the past, he still agreed to contact me who lacked loyalty and always lacked money... This is Lieutenant Colonel Emmons."

"As you think, that bar does have a connection with the Navy, but it is not a relationship between superiors and subordinates. It is more like you and the intelligence dealer just now. Limited trust, useful bases, long-term money exchanges, and not bad. Reputation."

"The old friend from the third formation gave me the opening code of the bar~lightnovelpub.net~ and asked me to wait for Emmons there. Yesterday was the first time we met, and I opened the required catalogue, he Given the price, today is the second meeting for the transaction."

A very complete story, antecedents, consequences, passages, transitions, and the motivations of related characters. It cannot be faulted, and it is full of points that can be compared.

According to Bell, he did not betray anyone, and if the intelligence is true, he even made a contribution.

Lorraine turned his head and glanced at Carmen inadvertently.

Carmen is the recorder of this conversation, turning his head to indicate that he has recorded everything.

Lorraine sighed: "What is the price Emmons offered?"

"Two hundred pounds."

"How to check out?"

"I need time to verify the information, so the money will be given to him the next time I meet."

"When is the next meeting?"

"Two rounds of smuggling, I have an appointment with him for a month, which is the evening of August 28."

Lorraine closed his eyes and thought for a while: "What if you happen to be at sea that day or he can't come for some reason?"

"He has the right to postpone, and I have the right to advance. The change of time needs to be proposed a week in advance, and then wait for the other party to respond."

"You made a very detailed agreement."

Bell sighed with a headache: "After talking for three full hours, Emmons claimed to be an exhaustive strategy, and it was disgusting in detail."

"Understood." Lorraine stood up, "You take a good rest here, and I will check everything, including whether you chop you into a few pieces and throw it into the sea."

"Go go, Master Just Captain." Bell slouched his hands. "Can I ask for wine and a private room during my detention? I would be crazy if I live with Emmons."