Chapter 89 Cooperation of Intelligence Giants

(In the previous chapter, the location of the note has been changed to Sabaody Archipelago Islands)

The note was secretly left by Guernica.

I don't know how CP did it. His office was obviously guarded by soldiers.

But these pervasive guys always put information in unexpected places.

He is truly a professional assassin...

Return to Sabaody Archipelago Islands.

Smoker first went back to the branch to change his clothes, and then hurried to Island 13.

Guernica is an overly cautious guy;

Unless you happen to be out on a mission, you will never see yourself.

Over the past five years, the two of them have not met much, and most of the time they have used encrypted Transponder Snail calls.

But things have changed a lot recently.

The establishment of the slave auction house created many opportunities for the two of them.

Moreover, in lawless areas, government surveillance becomes extremely weak.

Smoker came to the agreed place on Island 13.

From a distance, he saw Guernica wearing a black suit and a strange mask, waiting for him.

People are coming and going around,

Most of them turned a blind eye to him, but a few gave him meaningful glances.

Smoker's eyes twitched slightly.

You idiot, are you afraid of not standing out if you dress like this in a lawless area? !

[These CP bastards are also very mysterious when talking and doing things. But everyone is either raising pigeons or wearing masks, for fear that others will not recognize them, right? ! ]

Guernica said calmly: "Follow me..."

Guernica always chooses the meeting place, and Smoker is used to it.

The two of them turned around and arrived at a tavern.

Although it is simple, it is very clean, and more importantly, there are few people.

"This is my new discovered pub. It's quiet, the wine tastes good, and it's great for talking..."

Smoker looked up at the sign and fell silent.

Shakky's rip-off...

As a CP agent, is it really okay for you to drink here?

But before he could react, Guernica pushed open the door and entered.

"Hey? Hey?!!"

Smoker failed to stop Guernica and was immediately dumbfounded.

What's the difference between this and a mouse digging into a cat's nest? !

I wanted to turn around and leave, but then I thought about it. Lei Li and Shakky were both in seclusion and should not cause too many troubles.

So he gritted his teeth and followed in.

I'm risking my life to accompany the gentleman today. Even if I can't defeat him, I'll run away at worst...

Smoker pushed the door open and found that only the short-haired proprietress was there.

[Rayleigh isn't there? Very good...]

Then she looked at the frozen old landlady.

[Is this Shakky...]

Guernica skillfully ordered a few glasses of wine, and it seemed that she had been busy these days...

Smoker sat next to Guernica.

"Guernica, what are you doing, you bastard?! Are you afraid that others won't recognize you?!"

Guernica adjusted her mask, unable to hide her confident expression.

"Don't worry, my disguise is impeccable, no one will know it's me!"

"Can you fucking change this mask?! I've known you for five years and you haven't changed this old mask!!"

"How is it possible... As a senior agent, I change my mask every week!!"

"Then why don't you change your style? You have a black eye and a white eye. Even Marlene Joya's dogs will recognize you!!!"

Guernica was struck by lightning.

At this time, Shakky came over.

"Mr. Guernica, your wine..."

Smoker:

Damn, he's an agent, and everyone knows his name.

After Shakky delivered the wine, Guernica stopped her.

"Lady Boss, I told you last time that I was a businessman, but I was actually lying to you. I actually have a real identity!"

"Mm? I know... probably a government agent, right?" Shakky said casually, turning around to wipe some glasses, showing zero interest in the topic.

Guernica didn't reply but fixed a cold, piercing gaze on Shakky.

This woman... she's courting death.

He slowly extended his finger, aiming it at her back.

Luckily, Smoker had kept his Observation Haki activated ever since entering the bar.

Sensing what was about to happen, his scalp tingled. Without hesitation, he grabbed Guernica's wrist tightly.

"Let it go... I'll handle it!" Smoker said quickly.

Guernica hesitated. Letting Smoker, a local figure, deal with it seemed more convenient. He nodded slightly, lowering his hand, and took a sip from his glass.

Smoker wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

In that urgent moment, his Observation Haki had broken through, allowing him to see five seconds into the future.

If he hadn't intervened, Guernica would have used his Finger Pistol technique on Shakky. She would have easily dodged, countered with Armament Haki, and knocked Guernica out cold. What might have followed was anyone's guess...

Fortunately, nothing happened. Shakky was still minding her own business.

Smoker took out a cigar, lit it, and took a heavy drag.

"Alright, get to the point. What do you need from me?"

He had no intention of lingering a second longer than necessary.

Guernica spoke in a low tone.

"Another noble has come to me, requesting premium slaves."

"Premium? Are you kidding me?!"

This was a prearranged code between them.

"Noble" naturally referred to the Celestial Dragons, and "premium slaves" meant pirates with bounties exceeding 100 million Berries.

Initially, Smoker had been worried that such high-level slaves might be uncontrollable and could harm the Celestial Dragons, creating trouble for himself.

However, he later realized he had underestimated CP's methods.

On one occasion, Guernica had taken two pirates with bounties over 100 million. Within days, they were reduced to pathetic shadows of their former selves, seemingly weaker than ordinary slaves.

These high-bounty pirate slaves, both resilient and prestigious, quickly became a sensation among the Celestial Dragons.

Guernica rose rapidly through the ranks, becoming a legend in CP for his "contributions" to the Celestial Dragons.

Since then, Smoker had lifted his restrictions.

"If you can handle it, I'm not going to stand in the way of easy money."

The only issue was that capturing high-bounty pirates wasn't exactly a simple task.

"I've told you before—without intelligence, catching pirates is entirely based on luck!"

"Especially those with bounties over 100 million—they're rare finds."

Smoker took a sip of his drink.

"You're already a captain in CP3, yet you still provide me with scraps of intel. What are you so afraid of?"

Guernica adjusted the brim of his hat.

"You should know that leaking information is absolutely forbidden. If exposed, we'd be eliminated instantly!"

"I am CP—a Celestial Dragon's most loyal shield. I'd never do anything that violates the rules of the World Government."

Though CP and the Marines both served the World Government,

officially, sharing information was called "intelligence coordination."

Privately, it was considered "leaking information"—two entirely different matters.

Perhaps having already dismissed Shakky as a dead woman, Guernica spoke without reservation.

"Oh, really?" Smoker's eyes glinted with a mocking gleam.

"As I recall, CP agents aren't allowed to marry or have children without approval. Yet, didn't you violate that rule yourself?"

Guernica shot to his feet.

Though his face was obscured, his trembling body and clenched fists made his agitation clear.

"You've been investigating me?!"

Smoker chuckled.

"I wouldn't waste my time on something so pointless. Blame your own bad luck."

"What do you mean?!" Guernica demanded.