章 7: Chapter 7: A Tenryuubito Dead in the Naval Headquarters

They entered through the door.

The scene in front of them froze them like the coming of the ice age!

Saint Charlos... a World Noble... dead!

He fell to the ground, his fat body cold, his eyes wide, his eyeballs bulging, bloodshot, and his expression filled with terror.

As if before dying, Saint Charlos saw a terrifying thing.

Sengoku's face was sour.

As the highest fortress in the Navy, the Naval Headquarters has undoubtedly the highest level of defense.

Prior to this, no one had been able to sneak into the headquarters. Not to mention assassinate unnoticed!

The most important point.

In the current Naval HQ, the Cipher Pol agents are secretly deployed to protect the Naval HQ due to the arrival of Saint Charlos.

Only Sengoku knows that there are three Cipher Pol agents protecting Saint Charlos.

But still, he died.

He just died in his own room!

Only then!

Sengoku and Garp's pupils shrunk at the same time.

They see clearly.

On the neck of Saint Charlos, a jet-black handprint was deeply imprinted, as if embedded in his flesh and blood!

It's that handprint again?

Sengoku and Garp were shocked.

The two looked at each other, a trace of dismay in their eyes.

This palm print, whichever way you look at it, is very similar to the one on their body...

"A Ghost, a ghost..."

The wife of Saint Charlos is huddled in a corner, her beautiful face pale and trembling, and she repeated these words over and over again.

Sengoku and Garp looked at each other.

Their hearts sank at the same time.

'A Ghost?'

"Fleet Admiral, apart from Saint Charlos, several people were killed at the headquarters, including Rear Admiral Sri Lanka..."

At this time, a high-ranking soldier entered the room with an ugly expression.

'...Did someone else die?'

Sengoku was about to ask, but the words on his throat stopped, his eyebrows went up.

He suddenly found that…

The Marine soldier reporting the situation had a conspicuous mark on his wrist. Dark and strange.

...Is it exactly the same as the woman's handprint on his arm?!

"Take us to the place where the incident happened." Sengoku ordered without hesitation.

"Besides, what about the handprint on your wrist?"

'What?'

The soldier was stunned and subconsciously raised his hand to take a look.

He shivered like a person doing an ice bucket challenge!

"Um... I don't know."

Sengoku looked at the horrified expression of the soldier and no longer asked but remembered the incident in his heart.

He turned around and said to the Marine guarding Saint Charlos's door.

"Do not move anything in this room."

Sengoku and Garp quickly walked towards Rear Admiral Sri Lanka's room.

They entered and saw the state of the corpse.

Their expressions... are extremely solemn and sour!

On the neck of the dead Rear Admiral Sri Lanka…

There is a pair of dark female handprints!

It's exactly the same as the black handprints they saw before, absolutely from one person!

"Call for the department's highest meeting, and notify all staff stationed at the headquarters and... people with black handprints on their bodies to report to the meeting room as soon as possible."

Sengoku rubbed his eyebrows, his expression serious and heavy.

"This matter must be thoroughly investigated!"

After only half an hour.

The highest meeting room of the Naval Headquarters lights up the dark night, like a party.

Every seat in the spacious conference room is full.

Not just the staff who have a handprint on their body. Even the Vice Admirals, who had no mission, were there.

Although not all Vice Admirals have black handprints on their bodies, as a Navy Vice Admiral, someone in their headquarters has died somehow, even a Heavenly Dragon.

It is impossible for the Vice Admiral not to have a meeting.

Among them, naturally, is Vice Admiral Momonga.

The results of the investigation are preliminary.

All Marines with black handprints have one thing in common: they've all seen the cameko!

"White clothes? Black hair covering her face?"

Momonga's expression suddenly changed after hearing the soldier's description of the woman on the cameko.

For some reason, he thought about what Magellan said.

At that time, Lucas was escorted to the third level prison. Magellan said that he saw a ghostly woman clinging on Lucas's back.

The Appearance... Isn't it just white clothes and black hair covering her face?!

"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, Warden Magellan at that time..."

Vice Admiral Momonga's eyelids fluttered slightly, saying everything that was originally in his heart.

After listening to Momonga, Sengoku and Garp were shocked at the same time.

The two looked at each other.

The eyes of both parties are saying the same thing.

That cameko... has a problem!

"Jesses, what did you do with the cameko?"

Momonga realized that there was something wrong and suddenly turned to ask his subordinate.

"The trash bin in the meeting room..."

Jesses looked taken aback and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Go get the cameko back quickly." Sengoku looked at the soldier.

"Um... I... don't want to go."

The soldier hesitated, his eyes avoiding his superior.

"Are you disobeying my orders?" Sengoku frowned slightly.

"I, I saw that female ghost with my own eyes..." His voice trembled.

Rear Admiral Sri Lanka, who happens to be his roommate.

The soldier had a great life but was killed by the female ghost, the shadow in his heart was indelible.

He saw with his own eyes the white-robed woman coming out of the projection, hanging upside down on the wall, withered as wood, crawling towards the sleeping Rear Admiral Sri Lanka in an extremely twisted manner.

At that moment.

Jesses' body was cold, as if he was held down by tens of thousands of pounds of rocks, unable to move anymore!

He can swear... that's not an illusion!

"Was it truly a human or a ghost..."

The Marine in the same room flinched and said this abruptly.

The voice echoed through the conference room.

The audience is silent!

After all, the soldier did not dare to obtain the cameko even if the Fleet Admiral himself ordered him to.

Momonga did not embarrass his subordinate and went to get the cameko himself.

Fortunately, the garbage at the headquarters today is processed early the next morning, so he found the discarded cameko in the garbage dump.

He led it back to the Conference Room.

Sengoku looked closely.

At first glance, it's just an ordinary cameko, nothing special about it.

"Vice Admiral Satou, go to Impel Down to find the one who sent this cameko..."

When Sengoku said this, his face suddenly changed: "No, I'll go personally."

He got up and looked at Garp.

"Garp, the Headquarters is handed over to you. If it appears again, catch the one who dared to defile our Navy HQ, even if she is a ghost, she must be arrested!"