Chapter 326: The Power of Intelligence

Bingshan was pressed to the ground by Kaku. His first thought was that Lucci and the others had been bought by a hostile force, thus betraying him.

"What is this?"

Being pressed by Kaku already explained everything; these people might no longer be his subordinates.

"It seems you are still completely confused, Mr. Bingshan."

Lucci adjusted his top hat, looking at Bingshan indifferently.

"Did the Sea Transport Company buy you off, or some large pirate crew? I haven't offended anyone. If there are hostile forces, it can only be these two sides."

After the initial bewilderment, Bingshan began to think about what was going on.

"Pirates? We couldn't possibly work for pirates. Time is running out, let's get straight to the point."

Lucci signaled Kaku to let go of Bingshan. Bingshan sat on the ground without getting up. Among the five people in the room, three were his trusted aides, but these three had all betrayed him. This kind of blow made Bingshan very dejected.

"Mr. Bingshan, hand over the blueprints of the ancient weapon Pluton. For the sake of the five years we spent together, I will let you die easily."

Lucci stated his purpose. Hearing Lucci mention the ancient Pluton blueprints, Bingshan's pupils constricted, and his mouth opened slightly.

"You... weren't bought by other companies or pirate crews."

Bingshan clenched his fists, his hands trembling.

"Of course. Since you are going to die, let me tell you our origin."

Lucci paused and continued:

"I know your consciousness is a bit dejected now, but the mission deadline is approaching. In order to complete the mission, we can only do our best. You'd better not make any futile resistance."

Bingshan's face looked even worse. He had already guessed where Lucci and the others came from.

"You should have heard of the organization Cipher Pol. Simply put, it's CP1 to CP8. These eight departments are responsible for helping the World Government collect intelligence."

Lucci wasn't talking nonsense; he was gradually breaking Bingshan's psychological defense.

"I've heard of them. CP1 to CP8, some guys who would do anything for intelligence."

Bingshan's head hung low. He already knew which side Lucci and the others were on.

"That's good. However, we are CP9, the 9th CP department that shouldn't exist. Because of some special privileges, our identities cannot be made public."

"Privileges?"

"Yes, no matter what, we are in the name of justice, possessing the right to execute on the spot those citizens who do not cooperate with the government's work."

Bingshan's face suddenly looked very ugly.

"Acting recklessly, who would accept you killing people everywhere under the banner of justice?"

Lucci ignored Bingshan's words and continued: "You only have one choice: hand over the Pluton blueprints. Some people in the World Government have changed their minds. Instead of fearing the resurrection of the weapon every day, they might as well awaken the weapon and put an end to this Great Pirate Era."

Bingshan sneered.

"Impossible. If the weapon is resurrected, the world will constantly fight for its power, and the harm will only continue to expand."

"It seems you don't trust the World Government, Mr. Bingshan."

"I just know human nature, kid."

Lucci's expression turned cold, and he walked slowly to Bingshan.

"Do you still think we are your subordinates now?"

Bingshan just wanted to speak when Lucci kicked him directly, kicking him hard on the side of the face.

Bang.

Bingshan crashed into a bookshelf on the side, and various books and blueprints scattered down.

"Watch your mouth. Do you still think you are our superior?"

Lucci's tone was icy, as if he wanted to kick him again.

"Lucci, there are 16 minutes left. If your method doesn't work, let's switch to my method."

Su Xiao spoke. He had an agreement with Lucci that Lucci would have 20 minutes after seeing Bingshan. If Lucci couldn't ask anything, he would switch to Su Xiao's questioning.

The CP9 members thought of the method Su Xiao proposed, and their hearts felt a chill.

"Fine." Lucci responded and looked at Bingshan.

"Bingshan, for the safety of your friends and family, you'd better tell us the whereabouts of the Pluton blueprints. In another 16 minutes, your hell will arrive."

Blood flowed from Bingshan's nose and mouth. It seemed he had been kicked quite hard by Lucci.

"Heh~, using my relatives to threaten me? You are too naive. You really think I'm just a shipwright? In order to protect the weapon from falling into the hands of those with ulterior motives, it doesn't matter even if everyone related to me dies."

Bingshan gasped for breath, his heart also filled with a will to die.

Just at this moment, the door was pushed open, and Kalifa, wearing a black tight-fitting dress and fishnet stockings on her beautiful legs, walked into the room.

Kalifa held several documents and old blueprints in her hand. After closing the door, she nodded to Lucci.

"That assumption is correct. Cutty Flam should be Franky, the leader of the back-street hooligan organization."

After Kalifa confirmed this intelligence, Lucci nodded. Things became very simple.

Bingshan's head hung low, his eyes filled with panic. The Pluton blueprints were in Franky's hands.

"Kaku, test his heart rate."

Kaku pressed Bingshan down, used his knee to press against Bingshan's back, and used his index and middle fingers to hook Bingshan's wrist, starting to sense Bingshan's heart rate. Under Kaku's hands, Bingshan had no power to resist.

"Bingshan, you don't have to say anything, and we won't interrogate you. Interrogating you is an insult to the results we obtained over five years."

Lucci organized his thoughts and looked at the clock on the wall. He had 11 minutes left, but the time was enough.

"Bingshan, you were once a disciple of Tang Mu the Fish-Man. The legendary shipwright Tang Mu the Fish-Man had two disciples. One is you, and the other is Cutty Flam.

Cutty Flam died in an accident eight years ago. The government has confirmed this, and our clues were interrupted there.

However, after lurking in Water 7 for three years, I suddenly felt the name Cutty Flam was very familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere, but I couldn't think of it.

Until one day, Kalifa conveyed an intelligence to us: Cutty Flam actually came to find you. How could a dead person suddenly appear? If it weren't for Kalifa telling me this intelligence herself, I would also find it hard to believe.

Your reaction at that time allowed us to rule out the possibility of others impersonating him, which means Cutty Flam didn't die. After some investigation, we found out that Cutty Flam had changed his name to Franky and is now living in Water 7.

If I were to hide the Pluton blueprints, what would I do? Hide it in my own house? The risk is too high. A secret room? Not safe either.

But if I entrusted the blueprints to someone who had 'died', and that person was once as close as a brother to me, and now has no connection to me, that would be the perfect choice.

So, the Pluton blueprints are not on you; you entrusted them to Cutty Flam, no, it should be called Franky now."

Lucci's speculation ended here. Bingshan was already covered in cold sweat, his heart rate accelerating uncontrollably.

Five years of lurking, the CP9 members had investigated Bingshan thoroughly. They even knew at what age Bingshan was weaned. ===== CHAPTER 327 =====