The slightly weird commander's ship girl tour

"Sometimes I wonder if I'm too fickle, but there's no reason to like this. There's no reason for me to like everyone either." Huang Chen said, chuckling softly, as if mocking himself. "Even though it sounds a bit greedy and shameless, but... I still want to say it."

He stroked the box in his hand, then suddenly opened it. A small platinum ring sparkled in the sunlight, and the flickering light was like the stars in the night sky or the lights on the sea.

"Independence, are you willing to sign this eternal oath with me?"

Huang Chen knelt on one knee and held the small box in front of Duli.

Some passersby seemed to notice this and stood in the distance watching and whispering, while some others nodded to the two of them, as if to give encouragement.

There were also people who were eager to watch the fun and make trouble, shouting, "Promise him, promise him."

Princeton, who had been engrossed in Saratoga Magazine and had walked a long way, suddenly heard a strange sound. She stopped, turned her head, and saw that Sister Independence and the Commander were surrounded by a crowd, and she could not even see them clearly.

"What happened?" she murmured in confusion, and walked towards there curiously, but was suddenly grabbed by the arm by a hand.

"Who?" Princeton was startled, goosebumps popping up all over his body. Then he heard Dunkirk's strange voice, "Princeton, aren't you with the commander and the others? Why are you the only one here?"

Princeton turned around and found Dunkirk standing behind him, looking at him with some confusion.

Algeria was also standing aside, looking around.

"Well..." She was about to say something, but was interrupted by Algeria, "Dunkirk, I saw the commander."

The silver-haired ship girl pointed to the place where the crowd gathered not far ahead and said.

Dunkirk squinted his eyes and looked over there.

The crowd was relatively sparse, with plenty of space between them. However, due to the large number of people gathered, it was difficult to see what was happening in the crowd from a distance.

At the same time, there was a noisy buzzing sound over there. The sound was too chaotic and it was difficult to hear clearly what it was. It seemed that words such as "promise him", "congratulations" and "congratulations" were coming from there.

However, if you look closely, you can still find Huang Chen and Duli standing in the middle. After all, Duli is so beautiful, just like a firefly in the dark night, so dazzling among the crowd.

Dunkirk watched silently without saying a word.

Algeria on the side hesitated for a moment and said, "The commander seems to be giving the independence ring."

"I saw it." Dunkirk turned around and smiled at the silver-haired girl in front of him, "So what are you thinking now?"

"I..." Algeria looked at Dunkirk and suddenly said angrily, "Didn't we agree not to talk about this?"

"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me." Dunkirk shook his head. "You don't have a chance now anyway. You know the commander. He usually only gives out one ring a month."

"No, then no!" Algeria glared at Dunkirk, then lowered his head for a moment. "But I heard that the commander gave rings to many people in Wichita, Baltimore, and other places within a few days."

Dunkirk looked at Algeria strangely, "How did you know that?"

The latter did not answer and continued, "And the commander gave my wife a ring the night before last..."

Dunkirk was truly astonished. He looked Algeria up and down, and said with admiration, "It seems you really like the Commander. You know all these things so clearly..."

Algeria waved his hand and said modestly, "It's not that I found out clearly, it's mainly because my wife kept hanging around in front of me yesterday."

However, she reacted the next moment and frowned at Dunkirk, "As a ship girl, is there anything wrong with me liking the commander?"

"There's nothing wrong." Dunkirk shook his head, said nothing more, and walked forward.

Algeria snorted and followed Princeton beside him.

"I really didn't expect the commander to be so direct. Is this the surprise you mentioned before?" Duli looked at the ring on his hand and said with a smile.

Huang Chen nodded, "Probably."

Then he said to the crowd around him, "Thank you everyone, please go away."

Someone in the crowd laughed and said, "Invite me to your wedding someday if you have the chance!"

Others shouted, "I wish you happiness."

Huang Chen responded with a smile, but suddenly heard Duli behind him say in a somewhat strange tone, "By the way, which ring has the commander given you?"

His expression froze, and he turned around with an awkward smile. Which number? Who knew which number this was?

She raised her hand independently, with her palm facing the sky. It was unclear whether she was looking at the sky through the gap between her fingers or at the ring on her finger.

"Hey, I'm just kidding. Commander, don't be so nervous." The girl put down her hand, a bright smile on her face, and smiled at Huang Chen.

Her hair was not pure black, but a dark brown color similar to chestnut shells, which looked a little strange under the reflection of the sunlight.

Huang Chen was struck by the girl's smile and was stunned for a moment. It was only then that he realized there was a strand of short hair on her hair. Unlike Walkerlan's, it was only an inch short and stood playfully on top of her head.

Even wearing a pink headband, it still can't stop her hair from flying, and she looks so cute.

"Commander? What's wrong with you? I was just joking!"

He walked up to Huang Chen and waved his hand.

The latter reacted and grabbed the girl's hand, "I was just joking."

The two looked at each other and then laughed.

"Commander, what a coincidence!"

Dunkirk walked down the street and greeted the two men.

Duli turned around and immediately saw Princeton walking with Algeria. He asked curiously, "When did Princeton meet you?"

Huang Chen also looked at them in surprise, wondering why Princeton hadn't been walking with him just now, and now he was following them like Dunkirk's little brother.

Algeria smiled at Huang Chen and said, "Commander, we just ran into Princeton. She had already walked over there."

As she spoke, she pointed to a place far away.

Huang Chen looked in the direction she was going and found that they were almost at the end of the street. He then realized that the girl was engrossed in looking at the photos again.

He looked up at Duli, and the girl happened to look at him too. They smiled at each other and then stopped worrying about this issue.

"Are Dunkirk and Algeria coming to visit old friends nearby?" Huang Chen walked forward and said casually.

He still remembered that when he was in Silke, Dunkirk also took him to meet those old friends, but he had the impression that none of them lived near this neighborhood.

Algeria opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, then looked at Dunkirk and finally swallowed his words.

Dunkirk nodded. "I've already met up with those old friends this morning. I was just about to head back to the Windward, but I didn't expect to run into the Commander on the way."

"That's quite a coincidence." Huang Chen said casually, looking at Duli, "It just so happens that we also want to go back now, let's go together."

Everyone nodded and headed towards the KanColle headquarters together.

She walked independently beside Huang Chen, holding the commander's hand with one hand, a faint smile on her face.

Princeton walked outside the independent building, focusing on the magazine in his hand and completely unaware of the atmosphere around him.

Dunkirk walked on the other side and said nothing, but quietly pulled Algeria and pulled her between him and the commander.

Algeria seemed a little hesitant, but walked over and just looked at the independence holding Huang Chen's hand opposite, and was a little conflicted about whether he should hold it too.

As he was walking, Huang Chen suddenly stopped and said, "That's right!"

Everyone was startled, then looked at the commander, who thought for a moment and looked at Princeton, "Where's your magazine?"

The latter stood there blankly, confused, looked around in confusion, then tilted his head to look at the magazine in his hand.

Huang Chen didn't waste any words. He walked over, took the magazine from the girl's hand, and said to everyone, "Look at this."

"This is... Saratoga?" Dunkirk blinked, not knowing what the commander meant.

"That's right." Huang Chen greeted everyone and then expressed his previous thoughts.

That was the idea of finding out about Saratoga through this magazine.

"I understand, but I have never seen such a magazine before." Dunkirk looked at the thing in front of him with some surprise.

Algeria, who was standing by, flipped through a corner of the magazine, stroking the pages, and was also a little surprised. "The quality is quite good."

"Of course it is! So don't tear it!" Princeton opened Algeria's hand who wanted to tear a corner to check the quality of the paper, and said with some dissatisfaction.

Huang Chen continued to explain, "We can also go to the nearby bookstore to see if there is such a magazine and ask the owner if he has any relevant information."

Everyone nodded, and on the way back, everyone deliberately took a few detours to try to find out if there were any other magazines like this, but they all returned empty-handed.

Of course, no one thought that they had to find something. The road to finding their companions is long and arduous. This only provided a clue, and it was one more direction to look for in the future.

Everyone slowly returned to the KanColle headquarters. Even though they were not ordinary people, their walking speed was not fast. I don't know if someone deliberately slowed down or what.

When we returned to the Kancolle headquarters, it was actually still early, around 4: p.m.

Huang Chen planned to return directly to the Yingfeng. After all, he had been away for a long time, and there were still many hungry little girls on the Yingfeng waiting for him to return.

However, Dunkirk said, "Or maybe look in some bookstores on Commercial Street? Ask if there are any books like this here."

Princeton shook his head. "I asked yesterday, and none of the bookstores here have such a book."

"There's no bookstore? What about the Propaganda Department?" Dunkirk asked doubtfully. "The quality of this magazine seems very good, and the commander said that magazines like this are distributed everywhere, so I think the publisher of the magazine probably borrowed the printing room of the KanColle headquarters."

Huang Chen's eyes lit up and he nodded, wondering why he hadn't thought of this.

The Kancolle headquarters of a region naturally has its own magazines and newspapers, and its own printing room under the Propaganda Department.

According to Princeton’s previous statement, this magazine is not published in a fixed place, it can be published in any region, and the circulation volume each time is not large.

It is of course possible to find a human printing factory, but the most convenient way is to go to the printing room at the KanColle headquarters.

"We should indeed ask." Huang Chen nodded, and everyone agreed, so they followed Dunkirk and headed towards an unknown place.

The printing room was naturally not in the commercial street, but in a more remote place. The few of them quickly reached their destination. Although it was called a room, it was not just a room, but a group of connected bungalows.

Before I even got close, I could hear the sound of the printing press and smell the strong smell of ink from afar.

As I got closer, I heard a girl shouting, "Who piled all this stuff together? It's all mixed up!"

"No ink! No ink!"

“This layout is wrong!”

Huang Chen's eyebrows twitched as he listened from behind. He looked at Dunkirk and said, "Are you sure this is a place with better technology? Why do I feel it's a little unreliable?"

"Maybe there's a new person here?" Dunkirk said doubtfully.

Then he walked to the front and shouted, "Kinu! Is Kinu here?"

"Who?"

The next moment, a figure in black military uniform walked out. Huang Chen looked over and was subconsciously stunned. Why is it a man? And a rather handsome man?

However, upon closer inspection, I discovered that this "man" was wearing a black miniskirt and black stockings, and his breasts were bulging.

Huang Chen immediately understood that this was just a ship girl with a masculine look.

The appearances of ship girls are all kinds of strange, so it is normal to have a ship girl who looks a bit like a man.

Guinu walked to the door, looked around, and when his eyes fell on Dunkirk, he obviously lit up and said in surprise, "Dunkirk? Didn't you find the port area?"

"Yes, this is my commander." Dunkirk smiled and pulled Huang Chen up.

Huang Chen greeted him awkwardly, feeling like he was back in his childhood, going out with his parents and meeting an old friend of his parents on the road.

This feeling became even stronger after the two started talking.

Fortunately, Dunkirk did not forget the important matter, or rather, he did not forget the important matter after repeated reminders from Huang Chen and the onlookers around him. He took out the Princeton magazine and said.

"Kinu, do you remember this? Is this magazine printed here?"

Chapter 298: A Business Genius No Less Than Akashi

Guinu took the magazine from Dunkirk's hand, frowned and looked at it carefully for a long time. Everyone looked at her nervously.

The atmosphere was a little tense for a moment, and the only sound in the air was the sound of the printing press.

After a while, Gui Nu finally nodded, "I seem to have some impression. I'll go check the records."

As he said that, he handed the magazine in his hand to Dunkirk, then turned and went into the printing room, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

Dunkirk said calmly, "Don't worry. Since she said that, there's a high probability that she's right. We'll be able to get relevant clues soon."

Sure enough, within a few minutes, Guinu came out again, holding a magazine in his hand. "Look, are they the same?"

Princeton hurried forward to take it, carefully flipping through the pages, and finally nodded to everyone, "Same."

"This was an order from a month ago," Kinu explained. "We ordered a hundred copies, which was a relatively small order. However, the magazine requirements were quite high, so the cost was quite substantial."