Trafford’s Trading Club

To be exact, Munich doesn't think he's really qualified to be a good captain - even in the navy, and hangs the name of an engineer, but he's too young.

He doesn't even know how to manage the many employees on this boat - even though he has returned to the country he has never met, even though he works with people of the same colour as him.

But Munich had to admit that the cultural surprise between two different societies was too great.

Seagulls flew low in the whistle, and one summer evening Munich stayed alone somewhere on a cruise ship, took off her hat, felt unusually tired leaning against the railing, and drank muffled wine secretly by herself.

Shortly afterwards, a figure climbed up very agile, dressed as a regular crew member, lowered his head and walked towards Munich.

“Munich, why is this route repeated? We should take as many different routes as possible in order to be able to detect more areas. ”

Again... Again.

Mun Li looks at this man who walks towards him in silence... The watchman, he wonders, why does this woman still not understand?

Or is she just pretending to sleep… and she can never wake someone pretending to sleep?

Munich doesn't know exactly what country this watchman is supposed to be from. It's only clear that she's clearly yellow, her name... Code: Yuna.

What about the code name... I also have a temporary code name called King, right? Suddenly Munich mocked herself.

Yuna was wearing a hat that wrapped her hair well and looked far away like a thinner crew. But Munich knew that no one on this boat, except him, would be able to shout out her name.

Because she's been occupying her bedroom —— of course, for convenience, they live together.

The day Yuna waited for the task to be completed, the mysterious ones who had instructed him to ask for at least two years of data… it is now almost a year away.

According to theory, Munich may be released in another year, if nothing unexpected... yes, if nothing unexpected.

But in the last three months, Yuna hasn't contacted the mysterious guys, and she's starting to get unusual.

“The routes are arranged, and even for me, they can't change at will.” Munich looked into Yuna's eyes and frowned: “I told you not to mess it up. What if they find out? ”

“Are you afraid I'll make another ghost legend?” Yuna looks calm, "don't worry, I've adjusted to recover and will never do anything stupid like that again. Because yesterday I contacted headquarters again. Munich, we can go on with the characters. ”

Yesterday... Yesterday you were just talking to yourself all night.

I'm afraid it's getting worse.

Are those people really that horrible at brainwashing you?

Munich even looked somewhat mercifully at the woman who lived in her own imagination, and he didn't understand what it meant to be alive.

“Yuna, what's most important to you?” Munich looked at the reddish sea and suddenly asked.

Una said nothing more than firmly: "Complete the task. ”

Munich was suddenly a little irritated, maybe because of the influence of alcohol, or because he had lived the previous half of his life in a straight Quartet society, and he grabbed Yuna's arms and kissed her hard against her lips.

Yuna chewed Munich's lips in anger, pushed him away, his face was cold, “I'm here to help you, not to seduce you, Munich, if you dare to harass me again, don't blame me me for being rude! ”

Munich rubbed his lips and laughed: "No, it's also a woman! Ha-ha-ha!! ”

Yuna snorted coldly and turned around.

Munich shook his head, lay directly on the deck, covered his face with a hat, and Hangover hummed a small note.

It seems that… even if you come back, you are not as unrestrained as before.

Coming back... What's the point?

……

Munich came up with another way, a way for Yuna to wake up from her imagination.

“Look at that! This is an internal document from the shipyard company stating that there is no ‘treasure' on board! Besides, those people don't have any instructions! ”

“You're crazy! How could you do something like that? What if it's exposed?” Yuna looked at Munich, like an angry female cat, and tore the document apart.

“You are really desperate, if you can, contact your so-called headquarters now.” Munich shook his head.

When Yuna didn't say anything, she removed a suitcase from under the bed and opened it, which contained a communication device. Yuna took out the splitter and put it on her face, “Call, number SHG10, Yuna... Yes, this is Yuna, and I want to report this incident... Yes, this thing...”

Munich doubled the suitcase and pulled the device out. “The battery's out," he said angrily. "Who are you talking to? ”

Yuna just looked at Munich with hatred and panicked and put everything away next to herself and said again to the transmitter: "HQ, listen, my signal is not good, please wait... are you ready... Yes, I will continue to report...”

“Crazy, really crazy...”

“Yes... Munryu has betrayed... I know, I will clear it immediately...”

“You… what do you want to do? ”

Yuna stood up and jumped toward Munich.

It took him a lot of work, even a deep bone wound on his arm, to force the watchman down... thanks to years of military service.

……

In the separate bathroom in the bedroom, the mouth is locked… and there is a lot of sponge attached here, which prevents Yuna from going crazy.

But even so, Yuna still has scars on her body… If Munich hadn't played some music loud in her room every night, the movement would have been noticed by people outside.

“This is the latest release of tranquilizer… take it. ”

Munrik pinched Yuna's chin and stuffed the pills into her mouth from the void -- two weeks, right? She was given a lot of quiet medication that she could buy, but seemed to have little effect except to leave her unconscious most of the time.

“Mun Li, let me go, let us finish the task, they won't blame you... Mun Li...”

Yuna lost her gaze and lay on the cold floor.

Munn closed the door reluctantly and sat on his own bed, his hands covered his face, and he couldn't stand the madness of Yuna.

He started catching a bottle of spirits, pouring them in with a big mouthful, then twisted the room's audio and amplified the loudest sound... only then could he barely sleep.

One day, no matter how loud the environment, he seemed to be able to hear Yuna speak to him. Finally... alcohol can't stop this unwavering sound in your brain.

One night, Mun Li fell like a piece of mud under his bed, his headache rose fractured, and many days of insomnia and fatigue made his mind extremely nervous.

He started the room with a knife for shredding fruit, carrying a bottle of wine with him and pouring it into his mouth, dragging his body as if, step by step, he approached... and opened the bathroom door.

Looking at the woman who was half asleep and half awake, she looked numb, lowered her head and lit up the knife in her hand. "I gave you a chance... I gave you so many chances. Me, I even thought about it, but why don't you just wake up? Why? Why... Why!! ”

He roared suddenly, grabbed Yuna's hair with one hand, pulled her apart and invaded her upper body into the water of the bathtub - Yuna's head was completely beneath the water and she instinctively struggled.

“Wake up! Wake up!! ”

He lifted Yuna's hair up again, her wet hair completely on one piece, Yuna coughing painfully, gasping, her eyes looking indifferently and indifferently.

“Look at you! Do you still look like a person? You don't look like a puppet! ”

“For you… what is the most important thing?” Yuna suddenly said.

“I have my new life, I have my new future! I have my life! I have everything!! What have you got? ”

“I have a meaning to survive... you don't...”

Munrik shouted furiously, and the knife in his hand stabbed Yuna hard!

The sharp knife instantly cut the skin off Yuna's arm, the blood suddenly stained the water in the bathtub, Munich glared at her eyes and glared, "It's okay to lie to me! Just say you're normal!! Yuna! Forget about the mission! You are free!! Live your life again! Don't make me kill you! ”

“Coward...”

Finally, his nerves were irritated to the extreme.

In this bathroom, that ugliest, most wicked, most despicable thing happened... this young captain of the White Jade, * * * the same young Yuna.

He covered her mouth and stabbed her again and again, his eyes and hers not exceeding ten centimetres, even from the beginning.

Again and again, he was like a hungry wolf whose head was grabbing rotting corpses, like a soulless body.

It's like a silent mirror hell.

This miraculous hell has even lasted… He has been utterly corrupted into a demonic state, drunk every night, and opened this sinful place, exuded once and for all by the ugliness that lies hidden in his body.

It's like a nightmare, an endless, buried deep inside… the ugliest nightmare.

They have been stripped apart in layers and then dug out again and again… these memories have been diluted.

Finally, an old palm completely crushed them.

……

Like a breakthrough between one latitude and another, this old palm tore apart this memorable world.

Stirred, torn, stirred, seemed reluctant to rub them all together.

But eventually they unfold again, forming a circle, spinning around —— this miraculous hell.

Here... where is it?

“The deepest part of your memory. ”

“My life has come to an end, why should I have to face this matter again… Is my shame not enough? ”

“What do you see? ”

“Ugliest me. ”

“What else? ”

“Hate my Yuna. ”

Fragments of memories spin again, and mirror-like hell opens again in front of him. He couldn't stand the pain and had to cover his ears with his hands under his back.

Until a freshman cried.

He raised his head again, this world from nothing to nothing, from the age of memory fragments, he finally saw... the boss who gave him his last time.

The boss reached out and grabbed a piece from a myriad of pieces... one of the memories of the circle came to the world, the child who had not opened his eyes and made his first sound.

The boss sent this piece to Munich, “So what do you see now? ”

His hands trembled slightly, like a lost traveler in the desert, piously waiting for Ganlin to fall in front of him, "I… my child. ”

“You and Yuna's kids. ”

“Yes, me and her kids. ”

“Captain, once again, look at your memories.” Rochu said softly, "Now you, looking back on your life, should be able to feel. ”

Munich watches sinful memories consciously.

Yuna was sitting in front of the window, her hands resting on her stomach, silent. Next to her, the young captain is constantly talking.

“At this time, Yuna didn't struggle, but she never said a word to me, no matter what I did… I just wanted to make up for the mistakes I made. ”

On the other fragment, the woman lowered her head and gently caressed the child in her stomach, rarely with a slight smile, and the young captain next to her was watching obsessively.

“She still refuses to talk to me, and I know she never forgives me… but I see the glow of motherhood in her face. So holy, in front of her, I was like the lowest sinner. ”

Another piece of debris.

“She started secretly making clothes for the kids… but as soon as I got back, she would hide things. ”

One piece.

He began to look carefully, little by little, at the most despicable thing that had been buried.

“Premature birth… my biggest worry is finally happening! I was going to risk taking her to the hospital anyway! I've even arranged it, but it's still premature! ”

Yuna used her last strength to give birth to this sinful child, and when the young captain reacted... she died for life.

Finally, the old man looked at the blood and the memories of sin and life.

The young man knelt on his knees, sadly holding his newborn child, while the woman closed her eyes forever.

“Yuna... why did you show that smile? She was, was she?” The old man looked at the boss blindly.

“Captain, this is your memory, no mistakes. So nature exists.” Rochu said softly: “Now... what do you see? ”

The old man finally took all the memory pieces into his arms and suddenly laughed bitterly: “I gave her reason to live. When I first started killing her, she even hoped I could really kill her... she was still in so much pain. ”

“You're right, you can only understand if you look back.” The old captain's gaze gradually returns to calm, "I just never dared to look at them. ”

“But sin cannot be cleansed. ”

“Yes, I never intended to wash away my sins… but in the end I got a release. ”

“Okay? ”

“Enough, enough.” The old man shed two lines of tears and said softly: “I missed her smile... it was enough to see it again. ”

“Just be satisfied. ”

……

……

In the cave.

Boss Lo suddenly let go of his initial confinement, giving this completely dark light sphere a chance to disengage - it's just a spirit.

Gray slowly sank in front of the grave, then took shape - the old captain, acting like a spirit, finally came back to the grave.

The grey, dark matter gradually began to dissipate.

The boss took out the handkerchief and buried a bunch of hair wrapped in it in front of that simple tombstone.

It finally regained its pure white appearance once again, sparkling.

The maid took the old suitcase from behind Lochu and put it next to her before returning to her master.

There's no gold or silver jewellery in this case, it's just some simple old stuff.

Some baby clothes, milk bottles for feeding children, little toys, little shells and stuff like that… something really valuable for a father.

“Sir, this is your treasure, and I sent it back here. ”

"You said you wanted to be buried here… and your last wish was fulfilled. ”

The white light sphere rises slowly from the ground, as if it had been washed away by running water for a thousand years, and eventually falls into the boss's palm.

……

“Do you think I'm doing something boring? ”

Sitting in front of the sandy beach on the island of Haibei, the sea water was almost there to reach Lochu, but on the damp sand, the maid barefoot greeted the sea breeze of Buddha.

Hearing the master's words, Unight turned around and smiled: “Mainly the will of the master, there is nothing boring. ”

Lochu thought for a moment: "How long did it take the old shopkeeper to extinguish all his feelings? ”

“Unight doesn't know.” The maid whispered, “But since the moment I woke up, the last boss has been like this. ”

Boss Luo suddenly remembered some of what Black Soul 9 had said and looked at Yu Night and said: “I find... it seems like it's starting to peel me off. ”

“The altar?” The maid was slightly surprised.

Lochu shook his head and nodded again, the complexity of which seemed impossible to comprehend even Miss Maid, a figure with more than 300 years of history.

Boss Lo concludes with a thought: “Or maybe it's just a delusion… but at least I feel I'm on the right track. As long as it meets the rules..."

“Master, what did you just say?” The maid cast a questionable eye at this time, "Yu Night seemed deaf. ”

Luo Qiu stunned, with the power of Yu Night, his voice could not be said to be inaudible... that was the only possibility.

Not even Unight… is not qualified to listen to the conversation between me and ‘you’?

Lochu looked at the edge of the sky.

A strong feeling of loneliness quietly slowed down to his mind, his consciousness seemed to withdraw in an instant, and the island in front of him began to diminish rapidly.

The sea, the earth, the sky… everything started to shrink.

Ultimately, there was only one world in front of him that was spinning naturally, at a time when he seemed to be able to see the myriad creatures of the world at the same time.

Even in this self-turning world, there are so many distortions… they wrap around the world, and they spin each other.

Read all about it.

……

Meanwhile, in a cave on a mountain peak in distant Jerusalem, a gray-haired old man slowly walked out, without a step, as if to squeeze out the few lives he had left, making it seem incredibly difficult.

Before the cave, the old man stared at the sky for a long time before sighing slowly, muttering to himself like a sigh: “Too fast... you're too fast... but okay, okay, okay. ”

Once again, the old man returned to the cave, where there was nothing simple but an old octave in front of the stone bed. The old man opened it and listened to the crisp voice, dreaming: “If I could have gone this way in the first place... that would have been great...”

……

In front of the beach, the sound of the night reappeared into Lochu's ears, causing his consciousness to fall into countless layers in an instant, eventually returning to his body.

The sound of the sea water flushing, the sound of the wind, everything becomes tangible again.

“Master, what happened?” Night watched Lochu with a slight panic.

Rochu shook his head and stood up, smiling slightly: “Nothing, I was just thinking about something. I was just a little distracted. ”

The maid cast her doubtful eyes again.

Rochu just smiled softly, “I think, do another boring thing...”

He said, turning around and staring at the forest of the island, his body swept away at this moment... the maid's body was also held up by something, followed by Lochu.

The sky, a huge cloud, began to form, blocking the entire island.

At 100 meters above sea level, Lochu reached out and gently pressed against the island, and the old trees in the island forest began to settle at a central point on a small slope, some 200 meters in diameter.

The crustal vibrations triggered caused the seawater around the island to float wildly… It was not until this area eventually sank into the earth that the off-island seawater quadrified into a huge column of water into this sunken space.

A long time later, the sea water had filled the place and turned into a small ‘lake' within an island.

“Whatever you want, as long as you can pay us enough, then, good or bad, whether you were a good person or a bad person, we will do it for you. ”

Looking at the island's middle lake, Lochu said softly: "Right and wrong, you have chosen to remain silent, so give you this final grave. ”

There has been indelible sin and the respect of all the men of the White Jade.

Ugly and glorious together.

“Your secret will always be buried here… Guests. ”

Lochu took out the old pocket watch and threw it towards the small lake on the island.

There seemed to be a slight sound of falling water, and the moment it fell into the water, a huge amount of effort swept away the clasp of the pocket watch, and the open pocket watch slowly settled in the water.

On one side is an old yellow faded photograph.

And on one side is time, the time it stopped: October 2, 1987, 19: 00, 23: 47.

Everything about Munich was silently sunk in the deep sea.