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"Manager Baker..."

The Sunflower received the ship, and Lorraine, accompanied by Carmen, greeted the distinguished guests from afar, with a slightly weird smile on his face.

"African companies are busy for the royal family. It is not easy to meet a busy person like you."

Willow Baker reached out to Lorraine awkwardly.

"President Drake, it's better to see. I heard that you are young, but I didn't expect you to be so young."

Lorraine shook hands with him reservedly, and he walked to Carmen again.

"Manager Xavier, your speech in Chais Alley shocked the entire London. North America will become the most economically dynamic land on the planet, and what Great Britain has lost is far from a farm."

Carmen concealed his face with a fan, smiled and stretched out his fingers to make Baker kiss.

The virtual kiss of one finger from the distance shows that Baker understands the relationship between Lorraine and Carmen.

After the greeting, Baker straightened up: "Mr. President, Ms. Manager, Drake is in a difficult situation. I sympathize with your experience and believe that integrity will eventually get its due reward."

"But you didn't say a word, Mr. Manager." Carmen fired first. "When our young vice president was framed, you didn't stand up bravely."

Embarrassment flashed across Baker's face: "You can't help yourself, haha, you can't help yourself! Mr. Chairman must understand my difficulties. On behalf of your Majesty, I operate in Africa, and every move is easily magnified."

"If you don't say a word, you will be amplified!" Carmen snapped and closed the fan. "You have contributed to the stupidity of the Portuguese and forced us to confront the navigator head-on!"

"This... I also heard that Lisbon sent two navigators, but since you are still blocking the coast of the Sultanate of Muscat, I think it should be mostly intimidation."

"Intimidation indeed." Lorraine laughed haha, "Scolari and I said that I will bombard Lisbon."

Baker froze completely in place: "Scolari? The admiral of the crusade formation, Vice Admiral Scolari of the Portuguese Navy? Have you seen him?"

Lorraine shrugged: "Aside from the navigator-class gold and jade, the Portuguese is at sunset. It turns out that your restraint is right. An overwhelming empire is not worth fighting with her. I have handed the complaint to Madrid, Ibi Leah’s stupidity is still more suitable for the Iberians to solve."

Baker was unable to respond for a long time.

After a long time, he took a deep breath: "Mr. President, I am in a state that is not suitable for talking to you. Did you arrange a cabin for me? It's best not on your flagship."

Lorraine's eyes showed an expression of appreciation for the first time.

"Your frankness has added points to you at the last minute. The Dame has your cabin, and the neighbor is an observer of several small chambers of commerce. It seems that you arranged it." Lorraine thought for a while, "Right, please. Do you have friends in Muscat?"

"Friends?" Baker was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly, "I always wanted to have friends from the Sultanate."

"So..."

...

Baker was quickly sent to the Dame, but Lorraine did not leave the deck.

Eddie secretly told him that there was a distinguished guest on the Noble Lady, who came with a mission, but before carrying out the mission, he hoped to meet Lorraine first, alone.

So Lorraine came to the cabin of the Sunflower alone, and in the cabin saw a gentleman wearing a white shirt, leaning on the side of the bed.

Chris Emmons, the viper, gambler and intelligence dealer next to Shaq, if he has not been abandoned by Shaq, he should serve in the staff of the Admiralty for the past two years.

Lorraine raised his eyebrows: "If there is no problem with my memory, this gentleman, we should have never met."

Lorraine Drake and Emmons did "never meet each other." The brief contact in New Orleans and Emmons was Edward Kenway. Lorraine had nothing to do with their business. It is impossible to know this person Emmons.

As soon as Emmons rolled his eyes, he understood the joints. He sat up leisurely and put down his book.

"It is indeed the first time I met, President Drake. To introduce myself, I am Colonel of the Royal Navy, Chief of the Three Sections of the Staff and Chris Emmons, Chief of the Spanish and Portuguese Sections of the External Relations Office. That's right, I am also a special investigator for the illegal use of non-civilian equipment by the Drake Chamber of Commerce. I was appointed by your brother General Shaker Drake."

Lorraine frowned: "The Drake Chamber of Commerce illegally uses non-civilian equipment?"

"The accusation made by the Portuguese." Emmons grinned with a white tooth. "Combined with the Portuguese dispatched crusade fleet, you are still waiting here for a series of information. I guess you should have completely forgotten this trivial matter."

Lorraine had indeed forgotten... although it wasn't the kind of complete inability to remember.

When he was short in Southampton, he asked Ramos to use the relationship to test the attitude of the Admiralty, and the result was [not much fanfare].

The intellects on the ship agreed that not being fancied means not investigating. Lorraine also sent a letter to the Maritime Group, asking them to send the original external sea trial reports of the Dame and Valkyrie to Southampton. The team of lawyers cooperated with the Navy Department to deal with this matter.

Who knows, the meaning of not being fanciful is actually a secret investigation...

Lorraine adjusted the expression on his face: "Mr. Emmons, you are dressed in casual clothes and you secretly boarded my ship and lived in the lower deck. And according to my African president told me, you have been on this half-month voyage. Only when there is no one on the deck will the cabin go out. Even Mr. Baker doesn't know that there are other guests on the ship besides him."

"Excessive mysticism can make people confused. For example, I am now wondering whether you are a distinguished colonel or a clever fraudster..."

Snapped!

A document slid in front of Lorraine, which read [Secret Investigation Proposal for the Drake Chamber of Commerce], underneath it the official seal of the Admiralty, the transmission of opinions to Shaq, and Shaq's signature and personal seal.

Lorraine sat down and read the text on the document word by word.

"Simply talk about the whole incident." Emmons folded his fingers, "Your Chamber of Commerce did something in Mombasa, impulsive things, which caused the Portuguese Minister in London to meet us at Buckingham Palace with excitement. His Majesty."

"Because it is a time of peace, and we have just ended the war with the Frenchmen and the hillbillies, your Majesty is very concerned about the incident. He promised the minister that he would give Portugal a fair account."

Lorraine stopped looking at the document and suddenly interrupted and asked: "Justice, are you sure that you are not satisfied?"

"Portugal is not worthy of Britain's low eyebrows." Emmons smiled, "And compared to the Portuguese who like to cheat in card games, your Majesty is obviously more willing to believe in the innocence of his nationals."

"However, the task is always sent down, because it involves the Navy's profession, and it is entrusted to the Admiralty Department for investigation. The Secretary of the Navy intended to summon you to London to defend himself, but the Secretary of Commerce and the Prime Minister warned him that the Drake Chamber of Commerce is The top chaebol in the Kingdom of England needs to be cautious in your investigation. Any unsubstantiated insults may interfere with the economic ecology of England."

"So General Drake, our distinguished undersecretary of the staff, stood up and took the initiative to take the investigation."

"I have to say that he may be the most suitable person to do this. Baron Tavistock is a noble hereditary title, and the Drake family is a legendary naval family. He himself is a noble man who speaks for words, a high-ranking navy officer. , Let alone you and him are brothers, half of the European aristocracy knows that your brothers are insoluble in water and fire."

"The Portuguese praised our majesty in the most beautiful language, and after the imperial meeting, he also invited the general to dinner."

Speaking of this, Emmons coughed.

"Mr. President, you may think that your brother was malicious when he accepted this investigation mission. I can only say that you misunderstood him. Handling difficult affairs for ministers was originally the focus of the work of the undersecretary of staff, and that was his duty. . And he has been very busy lately and is busy handing over duties and preparing to accept new appointments."

"He didn't have the time to run for the trivial Portuguese. Just like this, he picked me out of his own officials and asked me to come to Africa to perform my duties on his behalf."

"Based on the above, I'm here. Forced to put aside the multitude of important tasks, dressed in casual clothes, hiding in the bottom cabin and standing in front of you. Do you believe my identity now?"

"Very clear." Lorraine digested for a while, put down the papers, and banged on the table. "So, I wonder if you can gain anything these days?"

"Harvest, this is where it's interesting."

Emmons got closer, his eyes gleaming.

"In 1781, your Chamber of Commerce acquired a shipyard, the Boston Haight Shipyard. This shipyard is unknown to Great Britain, but because of my last job, I know her very well."

"This shipyard belonged to a Spanish woman named Donna Linka before 1780. This woman served a notorious great pirate, Edward Kenway, have you heard of it?"

Lorraine thought for a while and nodded: "A smuggler, I have heard of him among pirates."

"I almost forgot that you are still a pirate king who kills pirates!" Emmons exaggerated and admired, "Edward Kenway, he is the highest wicked man in Great Britain in the past ten years. He smuggled and murdered. Thousands of distinguished English people even! To a large extent led to our failure in the New World!"

Lorraine raised his eyebrows: "If he is really so...evil, why would he be allowed to go unpunished?"

"He is very cunning." Emmons said, "His industry is protected, such as the Haite Shipyard. His actions are planned. He seems to have a reliable eyeliner in the Navy. More importantly, his ship is too Come on, we can't catch him."

"In any case, I was ordered by the general to track him the deepest in the New World, so I know some special things that the entire Admiralty does not know."

Emmons smiled mysteriously: "Mr. President, did you find anything special in her warehouse when you purchased the Haite Shipyard?"

"Special?" Lorraine stomped the board under his feet. "I guess Valkyrie is that special thing."

"No, no, no! Big ships are big ships. The list of non-civilian ships is divided according to the artillery gates. As long as the artillery does not exceed 60, even if you build the ship to a hundred meters long, that is your freedom. I mean , Some 32-pound long-range shipborne guns stamped by the French Royal Gun Factory."

Lorraine couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Emmons continued excitedly: "I have a secret message, Edward Kenway, that the demon of the New World bought at least 50 32-pounder guns from his demon partner, Galvez, Count of France. The Frenchman They said that they had a whole ship of heavy artillery that sank to the bottom of the sea due to the storm, but I knew that those artillery was in Kenway's hands."

"It sounds... this seems to be a past that is not easy to be traced." Lorraine seemed to intervene absent-mindedly, and his slow tone made it impossible to tell his mood. "The story four years ago, the distant new world, The flow of military industry in France, a noble earl and a disappeared criminal..."

"In this way, in order to wash away the structure and grievances suffered by the Chamber of Commerce, I am willing to fund a thousand pounds. Please dig out those artillery from the legendary seabed."

Emmons froze for a moment: "Sorry, what did you say?"

"One thousand pounds, pay back my innocence."

Emmons blinked: "But it seems that I should report this kind of news to the Admiralty and ask them to deploy more staff to conduct more detailed investigations..."

"Two thousand pounds." Lorraine tapped Shaq's stamp twice with his finger. "Before everything becomes clear, don't make a big splash, lest your ability to work will be questioned."

Emmons is still very embarrassed: "However, this kind of investigation is very difficult. Thirty-two pounds is a strictly prohibited non-civilian firearm. For non-professionals, it looks like an 18-pound cannon. ..."

"Three thousand pounds." Lorraine hit the stamp for the third time. "The investigation can be carried out slowly. Anyway, the Kingdom of Portugal will not die in a short time. Although the king is stupid, it does not seem to be short-lived."

"As you said, this matter is also related to diplomatic relations..."

"Four thousand pounds."

"You forgot to calculate your Majesty's concern about this matter..."

"Five thousand pounds."

Emmons finally hesitated.

He stood up and paced back and forth in the small cabin: "Do you really plan to fund me five thousand pounds to dig into this secret?"

"Sincerely."

"When will I get the money?"

"Someone will come to meet you in 10 minutes, and you will specify the time, place, and recipient of the money."

Emmons thought again: "Mr. President~lightnovelpub.net~ You should understand that I cannot delay the investigation report indefinitely. In fact, the best state is that I can submit a sufficient copy before the end of this incident. A detailed preliminary report."

"I have a full set of copies of the sea trial documents for Valkyrie and Dame, the originals are currently sailing in the Atlantic Ocean. I want to have these, plus your subsequent field inspections, should be enough to produce a detailed report. . Speaking of it, this is also good for me. After all, the whereabouts of those artillery has nothing to do with me, I just need to be innocent."

"Sure enough, communication is the best way to solve the problem!" Emmons stretched out his hand to Lorraine happily, "Mr. Chairman, where is your fleet going next? Check on the spot, I hope I can see the shipboard guns. Live ammunition."

"You will see." Lorraine got up and shook hands with Emmons. "I have already found the shooting range. Muscat has beautiful scenery, pleasant weather, and it is in a remote area. It has nothing to do with the civilized world. There. If you shoot, you can watch as long as you want."

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