Two Hundred and Fifty First Reasons for Betrayal

"Let me introduce you."

A dozen people were bustling and sitting in a large bright room, and Lorraine pointed to the only person Bell was unfamiliar with, and introduced him softly.

"Bart, there doesn't seem to be a first or last name. He is the top intelligence broker in New Orleans and the owner of the old tavern. By the way, his daughter is Katerina's goddaughter, so when his life is not in danger, I am used to treating him as own people."

Bell pursed his lips, raised his hand and pointed at Emmons angrily.

"Chris Emmons, Welsh, Lieutenant Colonel Staff Officer of the Continental Squadron, my old acquaintance. He is a bad gambler with no integrity. No matter what time it is, I will never treat him as my own."

"Bad gambler?" Lorraine raised his eyebrows.

Emmons straightened his clothes and turned to Lorraine.

"Lo...Mr. Edward Kenway, it's a pleasure to meet you. Because it's a precious first impression, I hope to have the opportunity to prove my innocence."

Lorraine smiled noncommittally: "Please speak. This is not a plantation, and no one will deprive you of the right to speak."

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

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

Lorraine coughed twice in embarrassment: "Daniel, don't you think this gentleman looks a bit like you?"

Daniel said coldly: "I don't think so. I will only take action when the success rate reaches 100%. Before that, I will only conduct experiments in the laboratory."

"He may have used the casino as a laboratory..."

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

The topic has completely shifted to Daqing...

Lorraine interrupted the chat in embarrassment, and beckoned to take a stack of documents from Bart.

"Bell, do you know where you are?"

"I think it's a tomb, but that gambler doesn't agree."

"He's right." Lorraine flipped through the documents and said casually: "This is the basement of the French style clothing store in Gudalil. Its owner met and discussed with anti-Spanish liberals here, and was finally trusted. Betrayed by his companions, sacrificed to a new history of New Orleans."

Bell frowned: "Kenway, I really don't like your insinuating way of speaking. To be honest, you have already taken what is on me. You should know that I have not betrayed you."

"I don't know." Lorraine did not raise his head, "I read these things three times, but I still can't tell whether they are true or false. A high-ranking lieutenant colonel staff officer and a set of information that is difficult to distinguish between true and false , is far from enough to prove your innocence."

"Then check it out!"

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

"Contact?" Bell was confused.

"A stronghold?" Emmons looked confused.

So Lorraine determined that [Baranbas' Daydream] is indeed the Royal Navy's intelligence base in New Orleans.

Probably because he saw the clarity in Lorraine's eyes, or saw the exaggerated acting skills in the other party's eyes, Bell quickly realized that he had confessed part of it.

Fortunately, this part was destined not to be hidden...

He rolled his eyes and sat on the ground: "Let's discuss the issue calmly, and as a matter of sincerity, please let that information dealer who wants to know everything get out first."

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

The result of consideration...fresh

"Bart, our discussion will involve something that you can't know, you know, you can't be trusted.

"

It is so tender that even God will be touched!

Bart rolled out of the room gratefully, Hannah watched him roll out of the basement, and then squeaked, shut him out completely.

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

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

Bell didn't show any surprise, just cleared his throat calmly: "Lorraine, do you think I might betray you?"

"Many reasons."

"Ugh... our friendship is almost as old as our age!"

"Another reason."

Bell choked to death.

"Damn it, it's because Assassin didn't smear my neck in the dark alley... In the first round of smuggling back, I met my old friend in the No. 3 formation."

"The old crew of the Wanderer is the most trusted officer group under Shaq Drake, and they are very united. I know what happened to me will cause resentment 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 bought some information from him. He was unwilling to betray Shaq, but for the sake of his previous relationship, he still agreed to contact the most unloyal and forever short of money for me... This is Lieutenant Colonel Emmons."

"As you can imagine, that bar does have connections with the navy, but it's not a relationship between superiors and subordinates. It's more like you and the intelligence dealer just now. Limited trust, easy-to-use strongholds, long-term money exchanges, and good reputation."

"The old friend of the third formation gave me the code to open the bar and asked me to wait for Emmons there. Yesterday was the first time we met. I sent out the catalog I needed, and he gave the price. Today is The second meeting, for the transaction."

A very complete story, with antecedents, consequences, passages, turning points, and the motivations of related characters. There is no fault at all, and it is full of points that can be compared.

According to Bell, he really didn't betray anyone, and if the intelligence was true, he even made a contribution.

Lorraine was not sure about the authenticity of it, turned around, and glanced at Carmen inadvertently.

Carmen is the recorder of this conversation, nodding her head to indicate that she has written down everything.

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

"Two hundred pounds."

"How to checkout?"

"I need time to verify the information, so the goods are paid first, and the money will be given to him at the next meeting."

"When is the next time we meet?"

"Two rounds of smuggling, I made an appointment with him for a month, that is, on the night of August 28."

Lorraine closed her eyes and thought for a while: "What if you happened to be at sea that day or he couldn'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 made one week in advance, and then wait for the other party's response."

"You agreed in detail."

Bell sighed with a headache: "After talking for three full hours, Emmons claimed to be exhaustive, and his details are disgusting."

"Understood." Lorraine stood up, "You take a good rest here, and I will check everything, including whether you were chopped into pieces and thrown into the sea."

"Go, go, fair captain." Bell waved his hands lazily, "Can I ask for wine and a private room during the detention? Living with Emmons, I will go crazy."