As soon as he entered the door, the phone bug on Esdeath's wrist rang. When he connected the phone, Kizaru's voice came from inside.
"Moxi Moxi, I am Kizaru, Esdeath, have you arrived at Justice Island?"
"We have arrived, old man." Esdeath said to the phone bug, "But there is no one in the court on the island. Is this really the court directly under the World Government?"
"Well, this old man doesn't know very well. Maybe they are all on vacation." The phone bug pouted, "If you can't find the relevant personnel, go to the Tower of Justice and contact the chief of CP9 first. He is very anxious now.
Well, I’ve been receiving urgent calls.”
"What's the rush?" Esdeath shook her head, "Forget it, I'd better contact him first to save him from annoying you."
After that, Esdeath hung up the phone and said to Crowe on the side:
"Go to the court to deal with your identity issue. I have other things to do. By the way, this is a letter from the old man. If you encounter any problems, give this letter to him."
Before Crowe could react, Esdeath walked towards the Tower of Justice.
With Kizaru's letter, it was like having a life-saving tool, and Crowe had the courage to be alone. He looked at the empty court hall, wiped the sweat from his head, and walked in bravely.
.
This "inhabited" court is the same as the previous court. The door is closed, the hall is deserted, the windows are unoccupied, and the corridors are narrow.
After a lot of effort, Crowe finally found an office that was occupied.
Crowe stood in the corridor for a while, looking to see if he could meet anyone who came to handle business. Although he knew that there would be no one without thinking, he still wanted to take a gamble. After waiting for a long time, his hope was shattered, and finally he hesitated.
Went in.
In the office, a man wearing a round-collared black shirt sat behind a large desk. He glanced at Crowe briefly and resumed writing his stuff.
"I thought the people inside were very relaxed, but I didn't expect it to be so busy."
Crowe sat down opposite him and subconsciously looked at the paper written by the other person:
"Dear Miss Castina, I sent you ninety-nine love letters, and you finally agreed to reply to me. You said, 'Are you bothered by sending it to your mother?' I cried when I saw the letter. It turned out that you worked hard.
It’s really useful. You’ve already considered meeting my mother. It turns out you like me quite a bit, right?”
"Uh uh uh……"
Crowe's face was covered with black lines.
"What's the matter?"
The staff member finished writing a page, put a beautiful period at the bottom, and then asked Crowe.
Crowe explained his situation again.
"Now I need to return to civilian status and become a Marine."
The staff member leaned back on the chair and said: "Of course you can restore your civilian status. After all, you are now a navy, so this is not a problem. However, if your dead identity is a pirate, it will be difficult. After all, if
Once restored, your reward order will be reactivated."
Crowe frowned.
"The original 'Clo' is dead, and I'm not here for my previous identity. Please re-register me with a civilian identity. There should be no problem, right?"
The staff thought for a while and agreed. He tore off a piece of paper and scrawled a few words on it.
"That makes sense. Give this to the person in the office on the left side of the stairs on the second floor. He will take care of it."
When Crowe walked to the second floor of the court with the note, Esdeath had also arrived at the Tower of Justice.
Ordinary people need to pass through the suspension bridge if they want to enter the Tower of Justice, but Esdeath obviously does not need to. He summoned an ice floe and flew over.
"Stop! This is the Tower of Justice. The navy cannot enter without permission!"
As soon as he landed, Esdeath was stopped by two World Government officials in black suits.
Seeing someone blocking him, Esdeath didn't bother to explain. He directly opened the phone on his wrist and dialed the number of the CP9 officer.
Both world government officials are very observant. When they saw Esdeath making a phone call, they knew there was someone above her, and the hand that originally stretched out to stop her immediately retracted.
"Polo, Polo, Polo..." The phone was connected.
"I am Commander Spandam of CP9, who are you?" The phone bug turned into a half-holstered mask.
"Baruster Esdeath." Esdeath chuckled, "General Kizaru asked me to come over to assist you. Send someone to take me in quickly."
"I am the commander of CP9! Do you want me to send someone to pick you up? Even if you are Huang...wait, who?"
There was no sound on the phone for a while, and after a while, Spandam's voice appeared again.
"He's a direct subordinate of General Kizaru. Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll send someone right away. No, no, no, I'll pick you up myself!"
…………
In the office on the left side of the stairs on the second floor of the court, as soon as Crowe entered the door, he saw a white-faced man wearing tight short-sleeves and a feathered hat. He was supporting the desk with both hands and making a loud noise with the person sitting behind the desk.
"Jerome, I'm about to participate in a top-secret mission, hurry up and find out my new identity!"
"As mentioned above, your mission does not require a new identity." Jerome waved his hand lazily, "Come on, don't stop me from watching the latest issue of "Card Knight Kizzi"."
"You guys, how dare you ignore me, the talented newcomer of CP9! It seems I have to let you know my strength!"
"Come on, Rob Lucci is the strongest person in CP9 in the past 800 years. You, a person who hasn't even learned the six moves, what are you pretending to do here?" Jerome sarcastically said, "Their fake identities are all
I forged it, but as for you, you are not qualified."
"How can it be repaired? You, an intelligence officer who is about to retire, are so proud of you!"
Crowe listened for a while and saw that they couldn't stop arguing, so he directly interrupted:
"Why don't you wait for a while before continuing to argue with him. This is a note from the people in the office below. Please take care of my affairs first."
Jerome took the note and looked at it for a while, then at Crowe, and it took him a long time to understand.
"Ah, so you are not dead! What should I do now? You have been removed from the list. I personally canceled your reward order a few years ago." Jerome ruffled his thin hair.
"Besides, you also missed the navy's identity certification this year. According to the World Government's instructions, anyone who has not re-registered will have their navy identity revoked. So..."
"I just want a civilian identity, it shouldn't be that difficult." Crowe said, "As for my naval identity, my commander will solve it for me, so I won't bother you."
Jerome pondered for a moment:
"What about the situation you mentioned? Right? It's not right, it's not right, but it's about this matter. Can you say that? Yes, but is it okay to say that? No. So, you can't say that about this matter.
It has to be like this... right? You have to ask, what is the right way to do it, I will tell you this, this is the right way to say it."
Crowe suddenly felt like taking out the fist blade from the suitcase and giving him a hard blow.