Five Hundred and Twenty-One REBIRTH IX: 0 Dense 1 Sparse

"Tea? Or coffee?"

Pansy Manor, Drake House, Lorraine asked his guests.

The guest was Chris Emmons, Captain of the Royal Navy of Great Britain, an old acquaintance of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, and the "sinister viper raised by Shaq" in Lorraine's mouth.

Memories flash back to Muscat.

Last year was roughly around this time. Emmons participated in the Muscat invasion as an observer of the Royal Navy, with the purpose of investigating the problem of Valkyrie's over-limit configuration on the battlefield.

As a result, Lorraine spent five thousand pounds to buy a favorable investigation report from him. This report played a huge role in the subsequent lawsuit between the Drake Chamber of Commerce and Portugal. From this perspective, Emmons contributed a lot to Lorraine's victory in Europe.

And this is not the only interaction between Lorraine and Emmons.

Taking the overrun case as the middle point, after that, Emmons skillfully facilitated the involvement of the Royal Navy's African Fleet in the Muscat invasion war. Mortars, and before that, intelligence support during the trip to Boston and arms smuggling.

The actual friendship between the two parties has lasted for many years. Although he may not know that Lorraine and Kenway are the same person, at different times, this greedy and deeply trusted scum has indeed helped Lorraine a lot. , Lorraine also gave him a lot.

But that still doesn't explain why he's in Miami at this juncture.

Are you going on an embassy? Or is it private?

Lorraine pondered Emmons' motives, and heard Emmons reply: "Coffee, top-notch, double milk, no sugar."

Lorraine shrugged: "Monica, do as the guest asks, and then ask someone to bring some snacks up."

"I'll arrange it now, sir."

Offie's successor, Dylan's eldest daughter, Faraming's older sister, Monica, the butler of Drake's house, bowed her head and performed a masculine chest salute. Following the movement, she opened the door behind her and took a step back. leave the room.

Seeing the door close, Emmons laughed strangely.

"Generally speaking, there are two reasons for Haogui to abandon a professional male housekeeper, one is a distant relative, and the other is a mistress."

"Ms. Monica is certainly not your relative, but as a mistress. Although she is beautiful enough, she seems a little older than you, and her behavior is a bit restrained."

"The colonel's mind is still as low as ever.

"

Lorraine poured himself a glass of wine, shook the glass, and let the four-leaf clover-shaped ice cube hit the glass wall, making a crisp sound.

"Monica is my wife, and her husband is a young and promising designer from the Maritime Group. She became my housekeeper only because of the recommendation of the previous housekeeper. There are not so many generals in this world, and all the generals are actually It's neither scientific nor responsible that a boring person like you has come up with."

"Your words are still so spicy." Emmons didn't take it seriously, and continued casually, "Your previous housekeeper... Remember, it was the Miss McCarthy who made Judea dream? Seven years? Or six? year? Did he succeed in winning that young lady's heart?"

"They're already married. I don't believe you haven't heard about the reinstatement of the Breed family's title. The new Earl Breed's biological mother is..."

Lorraine's hand shaking the wine glass suddenly stopped, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Colonel, I'm curious, how did you know Bell's wife was my housekeeper?"

Emmons' complexion changed drastically, and he subconsciously reached out to his waist.

Duh!

A flying knife wrapped in red velvet slid past his face without warning, and precisely hit the coffee table, penetrating three points.

Emmons' hands stopped halfway, and cold sweat couldn't stop breaking out from his forehead, flowing to both sides along the nasolabial folds.

"Hai...Hina Yesra...Assassin's hiding is indeed well-deserved. I didn't even realize there was a third person in this room..."

"Should I say that your interruption technique is poor?"

Lorraine approached with a cold face, bang, and put the wine glass in front of Emmons.

"I am asking you, Colonel Emmons. How on earth did you know that Lady Judea was my housekeeper? And how did you know that this long love run began in 1779?"

"1779?" Emmons smiled guiltyly, "You are too sensitive, I just said it casually..."

"Please think carefully before answering." Lorraine interrupted Emmons in a high-pitched voice, "because that will determine whether you will encounter pirates on your way home. The New World is not peaceful, and sailing in this ocean is a risk. of."

Emmons closed his mouth without saying a word, and a pair of eyes rolled rapidly as if they were connected to a steam engine.

"By the way! Didn't Judea work under your command for a while after absconding from the navy in 1779?"

"I worked for a while and participated in the Halloween operation."

Lorraine slowly pushed the wine glass forward, and with a ding, it lightly touched the flying knife.

"But not long after the operation ended, he resigned from the Drake Chamber of Commerce. I couldn't give him what he wanted, so he joined Edward Kenway's smuggling gang. But at that time, he absolutely did not show his love for Offie. Feelings."

"No performance?" The sweat on Emmons' face became heavier, but his voice became much calmer, "You may not know that I turned him back when I was investigating the Kenway smuggling group, and he had fallen in love with him at that time." Ma... Mrs. Judea, he told me with his own hands."

"Really..." Lorraine grinned, but there was no smile in his eyes, "It seems that you are ready to encounter pirates, Hannah..."

Hannah landed on the back of Emmons like a ghost, raised the short knife in her hand high, and exerted force towards her most familiar hand!

"etc!"

The tip of the knife stopped moving in the blink of an eye, and stopped on the skin of Emmons' side neck. The bright red blood oozed out, rolling on the shiny blade like morning dew.

Emmons was stiff all over, with blue veins protruding under the skin like a heart, pulsating so violently that it seemed to burst at any moment.

He panted heavily: "President Drake, I am not the only one who knows that you are Edward Kenway. Killing me will hurt the sincere relationship between you and your brother. From your point of view, I do not advise you at all. Do it."

"Is that so..." Lorraine was silent for a moment, "Colonel, do you want to visit my wine cellar? There are many valuable and famous wines there. I promise, your eyes will be wide open."

"I..." Emmons swallowed heavily as he felt Hana's blade withdraw from his neck, "I'm extremely happy."

"It would be great."

Lorraine finally showed a joyful smile, although there was still no smile in his eyes.

"Hina, have someone send Colonel Emmons to the wine cellar, and ask Leif and Acharin to accompany him. Also... go and invite Bell, I have something I want to talk to him..."

"good."