"Sorry, Mayor Iceberg."
Lucci casually brushed the dust off his pants, finally speaking, his voice low and hoarse:
"Thank you for taking care of us during this time, but unfortunately... tonight, I'm not here to see you as a boatman."
"Eh, what do you mean by that?"
Iceberg scratched his head and chuckled dryly, "What kind of act is this, Lucci... Haha, it's the first time I've heard you speak, your voice is quite unusual to me. Hey, where's Hardley? Why isn't it with you?"
Hardley is the name of Lucci's pigeon.
Lucci didn't answer. He simply raised his index finger lightly.
Whoosh whoosh—!
Two Flying Finger Guns shot out, piercing through Iceberg's knees in an instant, spraying a large gush of blood.
And Iceberg collapsed powerlessly to the ground, clutching at his wounds, looking incredulously at Lucci.
"Now you can't run, let me reintroduce myself."
Lucci's gaze was calm, "I am Rob Lucci, a member of the World Government's direct intelligence agency CP9, and also the captain of this Water Capital plan."
——What???
Iceberg's eyes widened, his face instantly turning pale.
CP9?
The most secretive espionage organization of the World Government?!
Lucci, when did he become one of the government's people?
No, that's not right, he should have been one of the government's people all along, just disguised as a boatman, lurking in Carrera?
Wait, captain? That means there are other members...
Kalifa and Kaku... they seem to have joined the company at around the same time as Lucci, could they be as well?
"It's unfortunate, but as you guessed, yes."
Lucci seemed to see through Iceberg's thoughts, saying blandly, "But the two of them are occupied with other matters and couldn't come here, so it's up to me to bid you farewell on their behalf."
So it really is!
Damn, Kalifa, Kaku...
"What exactly are you guys planning?" Iceberg struggled to suppress his inner shock, but his voice still trembled slightly.
Lucci didn't answer directly, instead, he stood up and walked to the window, overlooking the Water Capital in the night.
In his view.
The little girl he had briefed earlier was tiptoeing to hand the note to that group of people.
Is he coming, Great Sword Hero Shano.
Lucci gently exhaled, his eyes unable to conceal his excitement.
To be honest.
Having been lurking in Water Capital for almost a year, Spandam, that idiot, kept instructing them not to act hastily and plot slowly, he had long been fed up.
Clearly, they could almost confirm that Tom's design was with Iceberg, why not just take action, and continue wasting time pretending to be boatmen here?
How much longer did he have to wait?
Half a year? A year??
As CP9's strongest genius in eight hundred years, why did he have to waste so much time on such a boring task!
Fortunately, that Shano came.
Giving him a chance to free himself from this task.
Taking advantage of the gap before the battle, just the right moment to meet Iceberg.
If he won, he could both take down the ten billion great pirate's head, return to Judicial Island gloriously, and kidnap Iceberg to take back, a double win.
As for losing...
Though the possibility was small.
But if that were to happen, everyone in their group would not escape death, at least before dying, he could confront Iceberg, allowing him to vent some resentment on this idiot mayor who truly considered him a superior.
Kaku and Kalifa seemed to quite like this guy, even liking the life ambiance there somewhat.
But he was different; he had no nostalgia for this city, this company at all.
"Iceberg."
Lucci, with his back to Iceberg, voice calm, "Since you asked, I'll be straightforward, regarding the ancient weapon 'Pluton's' blueprint... you should be very clear about it, right?"
Iceberg's breathing halted.
As expected...
They were here for that!
"Pluton?"
He steeled himself, speaking in a deep voice: "I have no idea what you're talking about, Pluton is a legendary weapon, how could a regular person like me, a shipwright, possibly have access to that—"
"Lies."
Lucci turned around, casting him a cold smile.
"Our superior, Spandam, had already thoroughly investigated, and the reason why we were sent to infiltrate Carrera was aimed at you."
He stepped closer to Iceberg, his voice growing colder, "After all, Tom's other disciple Flam is already dead, and you're the only disciple left. Where could Pluton's blueprint be if it's not in your hands?"
Hearing that name, Iceberg's fist clenched tightly.
Spandam...
Years ago, the CP5 head who wouldn't leave their workshop alone.
Tom, his teacher, was already pardoned, but due to this guy's setup, he was executed by the World Government!
And his junior apprentice Franky, because of this, his life or death is unknown to this day!
"I don't know! Tom never mentioned anything like that to me!"
Cold sweat dripped from Iceberg's forehead, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted:
"What Pluton blueprint, I've never seen it... even if you're CP9, there's got to be some protocol, baseless accusations are just your imagination!"
"Under normal circumstances, yes, there's protocol."
Seeing that Iceberg had no intention of talking, Lucci finally lost patience, "But unfortunately, I'm about to head downstairs to meet someone, I really have no interest in finishing this act with you."
Swoosh!
His figure vanished from the spot, appearing in front of Iceberg a second later, and delivered a hard kick to his chest.