"Judge George, are there any problems with the procedures?" Weisler asked with a victory smile on the square of the Seven Water Capital.

"No!" Judge George, who had carefully checked the documents, shook his head.

"I'll take that person away..." Weisler nodded to Judge George, then waved his hand to the armed men in white windbreakers he brought, and pointed to the fishman who was still holding the black windbreaker with his hand. "Criminal Tom, let go of this waste and follow me!"

Although Tom didn't understand why, he knew that his affairs seemed to have a turnaround, so he obediently let go of Spandam and followed the white windbreaker toward the edge of the square.

"Mr. Tom won't go with you..."

Before Tom, the fishman, had already shouted with light blue hair next to him.

"Judge George," Weisler turned his head and looked at the trial table, "Who is this person?"

"Carter Forum," Judge George replied in a stern manner, "a member of the criminal Tom's studio."

"That's a party," Weisler waved his hand, "take it away... by the way, this dark blue hair on the ground..."

"His name is Bingshan, and he is also a member of Tom's studio."

"Associate, take it away together!"

Seeing that his two beloved disciples were also caught by these white windbreakers, Tom, a fishman, was a little anxious. He turned to Judge George, "Judge, I have another request..."

"You said!" Judge George answered calmly.

"I hope that the sins of today can be offset by the achievements of building sea trains..."

"Even if you offset all sins, I have no right to release you now!" Judge George replied without hesitation.

"I know..." Tom, the fishman, nodded, "but I hope to take me alone."

Judge George did not speak, but turned his eyes to Weisler, wearing a white windbreaker.

"Okay, I respect the law!" Weisler waved his hand and let his white windbreaker let Frank and the iceberg go.

"I now announce that I will offset the guilt of Tom and others today with the achievements of building sea trains." Judge George said in an unquestionable tone, "Next, on the charge of helping One Piece Roger build ships, arrest One Piece Roger's accomplice Tom, and hand it over to CP6 for custody, above!"

After saying that, Judge George knocked on the table with the wooden gavel in his hand and got up and left.

"Well, according to the law's judgment, we are now leaving with criminal Tom..."

"Mr. Tom..." Frank and Iceberg looked at Tom, the fishman who was taken away by the white windbreaker, and wailed in pain!

"Weisler, you damn bastard..."

When Weisler left the square with Tom, the fishman, he could still hear Spandam's shouting loudly behind him, "...I'm going to kill you, listen to me, I must kill you..."

"Judge George..."

Weisler turned to Judge George who had not yet walked onto the judicial ship, "Don't you arrest this guy who was clamoring for crime?"

Judge George staggered, but he didn't look back and just walked onto the judicial ship.

Tom, the fishman, originally thought that these CP6 people would definitely take him to the judicial island by sea train, but he did not expect that these people had no intention of taking the high-speed and convenient means of transportation he had developed. Instead, he took him directly to a dock in the Seven Water Capital.

At this time, two large and small ships were parked in this dock, which seemed to be carrying two large balloons. These CP6 people were escorting him and walked along the springboard next to him to the slightly smaller ship.

As soon as I got on the boat, a man in gorgeous clothes and wearing a pair of peach-heart sunglasses came up enthusiastically and gave the white windbreaker wearing sunglasses a hug, "Wisler, my brother, how are you doing?"

"Don't worry, as long as it can make things difficult for Spandam, I have never missed it!"

Weisler raised a thumb proudly and pointed to the strong fishman who was taken on the boat by them, "Here, he is the guy who built the ship for One Piece Roger!"

"You are the shipbuilder Tom..."

Tom could feel the man wearing peach-heart glasses looked him up and down, and then pointed his hand into the cabin behind him, "Get in, someone is waiting for you!"

"This..." Tom, the fishman, hesitated for a moment, feeling that he didn't know how to call the person in front of him, "...Sir, can I ask, who is waiting for me?"

"You will know when you go in!" The man wearing peach heart glasses did not answer positively, but casually said. Then he enthusiastically stepped forward and grabbed Weisler's hand who brought him over, "It's so troublesome brother, I really don't know how to thank you..."

The fishman Tom keenly noticed that just as the man with peach-heart glasses pulled up the other person's hand, a large stack of Baileys quietly handed over. The white windbreaker's hand shook slightly, and the stack of Baileys entered his sleeves. Then he naturally inserted his hand into his pocket and the money disappeared.

Before entering the cabin, Tom, the fishman, happened to hear the hearty laughter of the Weisler who brought him here, "Don't say that there is a relationship between Charmaco in this matter, even if not, with the friendship between us, can I not help you with your brother?"

Click!

After Tom, the fishman entered the cabin, the door of the cabin automatically closed. Then a familiar voice came out from the inside of the cabin.

"How is it, Master Tom, now you know that it is very unreliable to pin your life and death on the compassion of others?" As he spoke, a gas lamp gradually lit up, and under the light, a face that Tom still remembered was revealed.

"I said you will regret it. Do you regret it now?"

"A man should straighten his chest when doing anything. How could he regret it... Wait, it's you!" After the fishman Tom subconsciously answered, he immediately recognized the person in front of him who had only met once, but he had never forgotten him, "The person who stole my drawings..."

"You can eat food randomly, but you can't talk randomly..." Kong Ming smiled at the corner of his mouth and gently pushed his glasses with his hand. "You gave me the drawings of the sea train yourself. How can you say that this is stealing?"

"What I'm talking about is not the drawings of the sea train, I'm talking about..." Tom, the fishman, was excited and his voice gradually became louder.

"Shh!"

Kong Ming put his finger beside his mouth and made a low gesture. "Don't be so excited, Master Tom, there is a CP6 person outside..."

Tom, the fishman, was stunned for a moment, then lowered his voice.

"You know what the drawings I mentioned..."

"On the contrary, I don't know at all!" Kong Ming showed Commander Ikari's appearance, his hands were placed on his chin, and a cold light flashed on his glasses. "In addition, I hope you don't know whether Master Tom is. You have seen the clear end once. Do you want to see him again?"

Fishman Tom was stunned for a moment!

"Sit down, Master Tom," Kong Ming raised his chin slightly and pointed at the sofa next to Tom, the fishman, "You should thank me. If I hadn't helped you clean, CP5 wouldn't have to frame you. They would have been able to find what they wanted in your studio. Do you think the secret police of the world government are really as incompetent as that Spandam?"

"You took the drawings..."

"I must remind you, Master Tom, there is something wrong with your focus," said Kong Ming's lens, "I personally think you should focus on the fact that I saved your life twice after reminding you of your own crisis."
Chapter completed!