Power and Wealth

Afternoon.

On the freighter.

Panicked Dong Xuebin stepped on the deck and swept his eyes around him. Only three members of the Asian crew were three meters away from the side of the slope. It was the three men he had previously seen far from the reef. Looking at the five officials and the outfit, several people looked like him. One of them was holding a cigarette, the cigarette rings were fixed in the middle of the sky, and the other two people were smiling on their faces, as if they were laughing at something before stopping.

As soon as he hid, Dong Xuebin silently stopped.

The clotting time is back.

“Who did you say that was? ”

“Dead fisherman, how did you get here? ”

“Yeah, well, that's ridiculous and we're trying to save him. ”

“I don't think he's going to survive a few days. He's going to die here sooner or later if he doesn't eat or drink. ”

“Well, that means we took a deliberate detour to this area, and no other boat would pass by. ”

“What's wrong with people? You see that reef? ”

“Was it the waves that drowned? ”

“Didn't you see the waves? Is swimming after us? ”

“Ha ha, that's stupid, swimming? He's got to catch up, too! ”

Dong Xuebin didn't understand what they said, but he also understood that some people said something that seemed to be a little dialectic. Is it true that he said it? Paralysis, I did something wrong with your country's plane. How dare you? However, the expression of several people also showed Dong Xuebin. These people did not seem to be the crew of the freight forwarding team. They felt a little rash. Then they looked at the three people. Dong Xuebin's pupils shrunk. Finally, they knew why he had not been saved. There was a holster on his waist, and he could see a black gun inside!

Is it a black ship?

Drug dealers or smugglers?

In his heart, Dong Xuebin suddenly said that the general cargo ships would not pass through such remote and reef waters. What had been done was not serious. However, Dong Xuebin didn't want to worry about his business now. He had to find some water to drink. He ran for hundreds of meters and couldn't even stand fast.

——stop!

Time's up!

Look at the three people who resettled, Dong Xuebin walked up from the back, turned around, opened the cabin door and walked in, closed the door backwards.

There was a middle-aged man standing in the aisle patrolling without a gun.

Rubbing his clothes by his side, Dong Xuebin glanced at each room.

A moment later, Dong Xuebin's eyes lit up and flashed into a place that looked like a lounge. Only here seemed to be empty, and there was a shallow scent coming out of it. Close the door. Dong Xuebin carefully weighed the room. There was a bed, a square table, a coffee table, a TV, two pieces of bread on the table, and a pot of open coffee. However, it may have been a while since the coffee was so hot.

Pretty luxurious. Captain's lounge?

Dong Xuebin immediately lifted the stop!

“* * @ @ @ # # # # @ @...” The TV was on and a string of words popped up inside.

Dong Xuebin sat on the bed with his ass after a sweep. He grabbed the coffee pot and lifted it to his mouth. He grunted and drank it clean in one breath!

It hurts!

Grabbing the bread, Dong Xuebin killed it too.

There's nothing happier than water and rice.

Dong Xuebin really didn't treat himself as an outsider. After eating and drinking enough, he took off his clothes, which had been broken by the wind and sun, and threw them under the bed. He took a wet towel and wiped his body, got his hair done, and then flipped over with the house. He touched a suit of leather shoes from a cabinet. The size of the suit was slightly bigger. The leather shoes were okay. After wearing it, Dong Xuebin looked in the mirror and nodded to his satisfaction.

Finally, you look like a human being.

By the way, I don't know where this boat is going yet.

This is the key question. It is about whether Dong Xuebin can go home or not. He immediately searched the house again. Finally, he picked up a pressed map from under a kettle, an elongated island, which is a map of Japan. It was marked with some sea routes, lined with a pen, as if it were a sailing road map or something. There was a place on it that drew a circle, which should be the destination of the industry, a city next to the sea, not far from Tokyo.

Back to the ship?

In fact, it doesn't matter to Dong Xuebin. He doesn't expect to encounter a boat that only happens to return to the Republic. He can return to China himself anyway.

Put the map in his arms, Dong Xuebin searched under the coffee table for a box of seven-star cigarettes, popped a dot and smoked a few bites.

I haven't smoked in days. It's fun.

With a long leg, Dong Xuebin watched the TV comfortably, as if he were the captain, not at all.

At this time, a news item on TV suddenly attracted Dong Xuebin's attention, and I don't know what kind of signal was received on board. I don't know whether the program was recorded or synchronized in real time with the said country. Anyway, a flight number is appearing on the TV screen at this moment - J736!

It was Dong Xuebin's plane!

As soon as you look at this, Dong Xuebinqi won't fight anywhere. The engine is on fire! Emergency exit doors won't open! What a fuckin 'plane!

As soon as the scene turned, the host said something in a chirping tongue, followed by a sea full of drifts, which was shot by a helicopter at high altitude, and several boats below, seemingly disturbing the wreckage of the aircraft and some drifts.

What happened to the sea?

Dong Xuebin frowned. Because he knew some Chinese characters in the text, he saw what “237 people” and “killed” had been typed in the subtitles below. It had been so many days since the crash was reported in the news. It was not surprising to see how much excitement had been caused by the crash. Two hundred and thirty-seven lives had been lost. This was also a relatively large number of fatalities in previous air crashes.

News continues.

None of them survived?

Search and rescue suspended?

The victim's body was partially recovered? The rest of the body was swallowed up by the explosion?

After watching the news, Dong Xuebin knew that he had guessed correctly. No one thought that anyone could survive in that situation, and all of them were actually labeled dead.

None of them survive?

After resting in bed for a while, Dong Xuebin smoked a cigarette and drank a sip. Then he took his palm and took a look in front of him. He shouted in his eyes. Thinking about the scene of the previous day, he still had some palpitations in his heart. If he hadn't had a back and a stop, if he hadn't happened to meet this “black boat”, he would have died at this time. I have to say, Dong Xuebin could have survived this time. It was an absolute miracle, and he himself felt fortunate.

(To be continued)