Elder brother's garrison

Meanwhile, on the other side of Cape Caesar.

This peaceful and tranquil town has welcomed a new group of guests after a long absence.

People on the street couldn't help but stare at a black-haired woman walking down the street.

Black is a simple and unpretentious color, yet it is also a luxurious and peaceful one. The locals, who are used to blond and brown hair, have a special longing for this deep and restrained hue.

They made no attempt to hide their curiosity and admiration for her dark hair and eyes, focusing their gaze on her.

This is a woman with waist-length black hair, crystal-clear skin, and exquisite and beautiful features. Her face, as precise as a CG image, carries a natural smile that seems to captivate the soul.

"Akagi, so many people are looking at you." Shiro, who was wrapped up like a snowman next to Akagi, pulled her mask up to reveal her mouth while taking a few deep breaths and said to Akagi.

"Maybe they don't see this hair color often." Akagi reached out and smoothed her hair, then smiled at Shiro.

Throughout her life in human society, Akagi had become accustomed to being stared at because of her beautiful face. Here, she simply increased her head-turning rate from 100% to 120% by using her hair color, which was not much different.

"Is there an internet cafe here?" Yamato asked, looking at the houses around him that bore the strong marks of their time.

"There should be internet access, but internet cafes..."

"Ah, I thought I could finally get online again." Yamato Fukami sighed.

Back in Hijirikawa City, where Akagi lived, Fukami Yamato had a lot of fun during the day, but she always felt something was missing if she didn't touch the computer before going to bed at night. Since she didn't have an ID card, she had to have Bismarck come with her to internet cafes to use her ID card to turn on the computer so she could play. This made Bismarck stare at her computer screen like a dead person every time she played on the computer, so Fukami Yamato couldn't enjoy herself at all.

"It's been days since I last raided..." Deep Sea Yamato said wistfully, holding his head, looking exactly like Tirpitz who had lost internet access.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to see human society before we left, which is why we brought you out?” Bismarck said.

Yamato pouted.

In fact, Yamato had never imagined that human society was even more boring than he had thought.

While playing the game, I found the lives of the guys and girls in the chat group quite interesting.

Xiao Bai took out a folder and turned to the page about Washington.

"Does Chicheng know what kind of person Washington is?" Xiaobai asked.

“Washington? Hmm, how should I put it, she’s kind of the type who would jump out and shout for freedom if the people suffered,” Akagi said after thinking for a moment.

"That's quite an interesting type," Xiaobai chuckled.

Luo Lian wasn't from Cape Caesar, so at most she could only figure out that Washington was roughly around this town; getting any more precise information would be too much for her.

Fortunately, as a ship girl, it's actually quite difficult to hide your whereabouts.

As Luo Lian said, the ship girl is very beautiful. It's a dream for such a beautiful person to want to live a low-key life. Just find someone in the surrounding environment, hand them a picture of Washington, and you might get some news.

Xiao Bai checked his location and saw that there were already quite a few residences around, so he took out the photos of Washington that he had prepared.

Just as Xiaobai was about to ask someone, Bismarck stopped her: "I'll go. You don't look suitable like this."

Bismarck looked at Little White wearing sunglasses, a mask, and a baseball cap and said.

“Oh… thank you for your help.” Little White handed the photo of Washington to Bismarck.

Bismarck nodded, took the photo, and walked over to the people closest to him.

The group of young men approached by Bismarck appeared to be in their adolescence, the kind who would daydream about any pretty girl they encountered. As they watched Bismarck walk towards them, they all whistled at him.

Bismarck showed the photos to the young men.

Then, the young men's expressions instantly turned ashen, like they had eaten shit, and they ran away as fast as they could, as if they had seen a ghost.

Chapter 370 North Carolina

Bismarck didn't even have a chance to speak.

Xiao Bai looked at those people who didn't even dare to turn their heads, and felt extremely surprised.

Luo Lian's method didn't work?!

Bismarck then approached several other groups of people, and surprisingly, everyone who saw the photo of Washington reacted as if they had seen a ghost, leaving without daring to utter a word.

—All in all, it's good news, at least we know that Washington should be living here.

But what exactly did Washington do that these people are trying to avoid like the plague?

Xiao Bai immediately became curious.

After several more attempts, the people who answered either said they didn't know or left with a wary look on their faces, so Bismarck could only return to Little White's side in the end.

“Couldn’t find it.” Bismarck returned the photo to Little White.

"What should we do then..." Xiaobai asked awkwardly.

“If you’re looking, there are quite a few ways,” Bismarck said, looking at Xiaobai. “Washington seems to be associated with something that many people don’t want to talk about.”

This can be seen from the reaction of the person Bismarck asked earlier.

Xiaobai nodded, waiting for Bismarck to continue; it seemed Bismarck had a solution.

“So we just need to let them talk.” Bismarck and Akagi exchanged a glance and reached a consensus.

"Huh?" Xiaobai was taken aback. "What does Bismarck mean by that?"

"It's very simple."

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A few minutes later, in some unknown corner.

With a thud, Bismarck's hand slammed into the wall, and in an instant, cracks spread across the hard stone wall like the patterns on a turtle shell.

"Eek!" The young man who had been pushed against the wall by Bismarck heard the sound of shattering, and his legs went sore that he fell to the ground, trembling as he leaned against the wall.

“That’s it.” Bismarck pointed at the young man who was obediently squatting on the ground, then turned to Shiro and Akagi and said calmly.

Xiao Bai gave an awkward laugh.

"No! Don't hit me!" The young man, stunned by Bismarck's punch, felt the cracking sound of the wall and was as helpless as if he were listening to the cries of a virtuous woman who had been assaulted. He raised his hand tremblingly and looked at Bismarck in front of him, saying in a shaky voice, "I'll give you anything you want, money, money or sex, anything, please, please don't kill me!"

“I just wanted to ask you something,” Bismarck said to the young man in front of her. “I won’t hurt you. I don’t think so.”

"What...does it mean?" the young man asked cautiously.

Bismarck tilted his head.

The young man felt he understood.

"I'll tell you everything! Ask away!"

"Hmm." Seeing how cooperative the young man was, Bismarck's gaze softened a little. She took the photo of Washington from Xiaobai and showed it to the young man. "Do you know this person?"

The young man's pupils contracted when he saw the photo of Washington.

It seems they did know.

“I…I know.” The young man didn’t seem to want to talk about Washington. He wanted to lie, but Bismarck’s hand, which had been slamming against the wall on his head, was still there. He felt that if he said the wrong word, the fist might come flying at his head.

“Hmm.” Bismarck nodded, withdrawing her fist. “Where does she live?”

“She lives with another girl in a house on No. 9 Road, house number 9527!” the man replied quickly.

“Oh, thank you,” Bismarck said gratefully. “Why are you so reluctant to talk about her?”

The young man, squatting on the ground, looked at Bismarck and the girls behind her, hesitated for a moment, seemingly trying to confirm their identities.

"...You are from out of town?"

"I just got off the train." Since there was no need to hide it, Bismarck quickly admitted it.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

“This area around Cape Caesar is controlled by two gangs. The guy here is called Washington. He just broke the leg of the second-in-command of one of the gangs a few days ago. We’re all afraid of getting into trouble,” the young man said, holding his head.

"Gangs?" Bismarck thought for a moment, "The underworld?"

The young man nodded.

"Don't the police do anything about this?"

"in spite of."

Bismarck gestured for the person in front of him to leave.

The young man scrambled away as fast as he could.

“That’s it.” Bismarck walked up to Little White and looked at him.

"It seems like Washington has some kind of grudge against the people here?" Akagi asked.

“Probably,” Bismarck said. “But it’s alright, Washington is strong. There won’t be any problems. Let’s go find her first.”

Following the instructions given by the young man, Xiaobai and Bismarck arrived at Ninth Street.

Unlike other places, Ninth Street seems to be a very strange place. There are few pedestrians on the streets, and you can often see some fresh white marks on the walls.

"Are these knife marks?" Xiaobai asked curiously, pointing to the marks on the wall.

"That should be true." Bismarck nodded.

"Does Washington live in such a miserable place?" Xiaobai murmured worriedly. "What if someone bullies him?"

Seeing the worried expression on Shiro's face, Akagi and Bismarck looked away with different expressions.

Washington's residence was located right in the middle of Ninth Street, surrounded by a large open space.

For some reason, there were several discarded watermelon knives on the open ground here.

"9527, this is it." Bismarck walked to the front of the courtyard, looked at the house number, then at the fresh knife marks on the door, and frowned.

This was the wooden gate to the courtyard, without a doorbell, so Bismarck could only knock on the door in the most ancient way.

As Bismarck knocked on the door, Xiaobai also saw several men dressed in black emerge from a corner not far away, looking at them with ill intent.

Based on what the young man who had given the information said earlier, Xiaobai figured these must be the so-called gangsters who were here to cause trouble.

Just as Xiaobai was about to tell Bismarck that someone was watching this way, a series of footsteps came from inside the wooden door.

The door opened from the inside, and a white-haired woman with blue smoke, wearing an apron and carrying an axe, stepped out: "Who is it?"

The person who opened the door was none other than Washington, the same person seen in the white photo.

"Huh?!" Washington thought it was the same troublemakers from early morning, and figured she was about to get into another fight. She even had her axe ready. But when she opened the door, she saw a familiar face she hadn't seen in a long time. "Bismarck?!"

She then turned her gaze to Akagi behind Bismarck: "Akagi!"

Then Washington looked at Yamato.

Washington squinted, thinking the man looked familiar.

However, there's no need to think about it anymore; these should all be his colleagues from the naval base. Washington's composure as the commander of the American fleet was evident at this moment.

Faced with a colleague's sudden visit, she was neither flustered nor shocked, but calmed down after a brief moment of surprise.

"How did you find me?" Washington took a few steps back, gesturing for the people outside to come in.

"You used a little trick, didn't you?" Akagi smiled at Washington. "I didn't expect you to have gone beyond the borders, Washington. How are you doing here?"

“That was really exciting.” Washington bolted the door shut after everyone had entered, and casually tossed the axe to a nearby stake.

With a loud thud, the axe chopped into the wooden stake, startling Xiaobai.

“Don’t be afraid, this axe is for chopping trees,” Washington explained to Xiaobai. “You are…”

“Washington, this is our admiral.” Seeing that the time was right, Bismarck pushed the little white dog in front of Washington.

At this moment, Xiaobai was still covered by sunglasses, a hat, and a mask. When she saw Bismarck introducing herself to Washington so quickly, she hurriedly and clumsily took off her hat, sunglasses, and other items.

"Hello Washington, my name is Lu Lin," Xiao Bai greeted Washington.

Washington looked slightly surprised when he saw Xiao Bai's face.

"Aren't you the one on TV the other day..."

"Uh, it's me."

"Is Missouri one of the ship girls in our naval base?"

"Yes."

"Was it built by the Admiral?"

"No, I came here by myself," Xiaobai said, scratching his head sheepishly.

Washington nodded thoughtfully, then extended his hand to Little White: "Hello, Admiral, I am Washington."