"Then shall I start?"

The captain waited for a few seconds to make sure that the other party would not interrupt before he started speaking.

"If there is a curse, I definitely don't believe it, but it is strange enough. The pirates behind us followed us closely. We stopped and they stopped, and we walked and they walked. The distance never changed.

After we sailed for a few hours, the pirate ship behind us disappeared. We thought they had left, but this was not the case.

Coincidentally, the fog came again, and our boat plunged into the fog again. Having learned the lesson from last time, I chose to anchor, and this time I stopped the boat, which was the worst decision in my life.

The fog has not dispersed, which is normal. If it were not for the strange damage to the equipment, we would have been able to break out of the fog. The place where the ship was parked is still a long way from the nearest port.

Fortunately, the clock was not broken and we could still distinguish day from night. The crew rested all night, but the next day they found that ten people had been killed without any wounds on their bodies.

The first thing we thought of was to observe the side of the ship. There were no traces of hooks there, which ruled out the possibility of intrusion.

Then came the second possibility, disease. After the diagnosis by the ship's military doctor, the death of the crew member was indeed strange. It could not be ruled out that the death was caused by an infectious disease. So, I ordered an isolation and separated the crew members to isolate them where other people had died.

No entry is allowed.

Even so, after the second night, more people were missing, and the crew disappeared. This time there were traces, and we found drag marks on the deck.

All kinds of strange things scared my crew members. They passed on the legends of ghosts and ghosts, thinking that something unclean had appeared on our ship.

You can understand them if you think about it. Equipment failure, heavy fog, death and mysterious disappearances. Ghosts seem to be the most likely explanation. The crew who couldn't bear it asked to set sail.

Even if the damn fog persists, I can only order the anchor to be weighed.

After we set sail for a while, one of the crew members went crazy. He said he saw a ghost ship haunting the sea. Such crazy talk made people on board so panicked that they did not dare to sleep or go to the deck alone.

.

After sailing in the fog for two days, we found that we couldn't get out at all. At that time, I was also confused. Maybe I really encountered the legendary ghost.

Anyway, the order on the ship was out of order. No one even dared to leave the house, and the ship was filled with dead silence.

But even though we increased our speed, some people still died in their sleep. Seeing that the number of people was decreasing day by day, I felt that there was a possibility of mutiny among these crew members, which made me uneasy every day.

Until one day, we broke out of the fog and saw the long-lost sun, but there were not many crew members left on the ship.

When they arrived at the port, rumors about the curse spread. From that day on, many crew members never dared to board any ship, and their superiors did not give the dead crew members their due pensions. For them, these people

It doesn’t count as someone killed in battle, what kind of strange rule is this?”

Zuo Lan used his right hand to peel off the finger coverings of his left hand. He paused while listening to the captain's story, and then asked: "Then how are you sure that they were killed by pirates? From your story, this is completely a ghost.

story."

"Do you really believe there are ghosts in the world?"

"Maybe there is, maybe there isn't. It's hard to say."

"After the incident subsided, I sneaked into the cabin." The captain covered his mask, "In a very hidden corner, there were water stains, a lot of water stains. It is impossible for anyone to go there. The most important thing is

Yes, there are still food crumbs there. I'm sure someone is hiding there.

I reported my idea to my superiors, but they didn't listen at all. Some people thought I was crazy. In short, in the end, my poor crew members did not enjoy any due treatment. This matter can't be done like this.

That’s it.”

Zuo Lan had already finished peeling off the nails on his left hand. He started peeling off the nails on his right hand, but because he had finished peeling off the nails on his left hand, he could not do the same to the other hand.

He seriously suspected that the captain was a fool. As a result, he also doubted the captain's intelligence. He could not trust such a person, let alone steal a ship with such a person.

But he did not give a direct negative, but said: "I will go back and think about it. If I don't give you the result tomorrow night, it means that we have given up on this deal."

After speaking, Zuo Lan stood up and left slowly.

The captain let go of his hand covering the mask, and facing Zuo Lan's back said: "Please think carefully, those people who died at sea without any explanation are really pitiful, they need someone to tell the world.

The truth, their families need too.”

Before Zuo Lan's hand touched the door, he stopped and replied: "I will consider it."

After leaving the door, the boatswain came over with a smile and asked: "Did the conversation break down? I knew that man was a pig. If it weren't for his father's relationship with our captain, he would have kicked him down long ago."

Zuo Lan took out the two remaining cigarettes and gave one to the boatswain, and they smoked against the side of the ship.

Halfway through smoking the cigarette, Zuo Lan asked the boatswain: "Is his father so close to your captain?"

"I don't know how good it is. I just heard that when our captain was the first mate, that pig's father was the captain. Later, the ship sank and seemed to have collided with a warship."

"You mean we collided with a warship?" Zuo Lan's hand holding the cigarette trembled, "What's his father's name?"

The bosun shook his head disdainfully and said, "I really don't know about that. That ship is quite famous. Maybe you've heard of it, called the Giant Dolphin."

The cigarette slipped from Zuo Lan's hand and fell to the ground, shaking with sparks. He bent down to pick up the cigarette, but he couldn't pick it up. He kept searching in his mind, searching for the faces of those sailors back then, but he couldn't remember what he wanted.

The face of memory.

The boatswain picked up the cigarette for Zuo Lan and asked with some confusion: "What's wrong with you? You don't have to react too much, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Zuo Lan shook his head, "I just don't understand, since that ship had such a big accident, how did your captain survive?"

"A few years before the accident, our captain was no longer on that ship. He was introduced as the acting captain here because our old captain passed away. We happened to have a customer who knew our new captain, so that's it.

Already."

"I see."

Zuo Lan breathed a sigh of relief. He was just about to smoke when he found that the mask was covering his mouth again because of his bending action.

He simply took off his mask and thought about things while smoking.

The two chatted on the side of the ship for a while, and then the boatswain left.

After Zuo Lan returned to the dormitory, his mind was full of things. He wanted to sleep but couldn't.

Wu Peng came back very late, with excitement written all over his face.

"Aren't you asleep yet?"

Wu Peng took off his coat and hung it up together with the mask. Then he moved a chair to the bedside and said excitedly: "Today, my eyes have been opened. The power of science is definitely the power of science. I give

Tell me what I saw."

Wu Peng told his story without starting or ending, but Zuo Lan didn't listen to a word.

Seeing that Zuo Lan was not interested, Wu Peng waved his hand and sighed: "You vulgar people, it's really boring to talk to you."

Wu Peng put away the chair and returned to the other bed, still joking: "Are you happy with me sleeping in the place where your sweetheart slept?"

Zuo Lan ignored Wu Peng and looked up with his eyes. He looked dryly for a long time, and then asked: "We want to take down that ship."

Wu Peng didn't fall asleep either. He patted his forehead and said, "Look at me, I've forgotten about business. The Lucky Princess must be captured. Let me put it this way, even if that ship is broken into parts, it still has great value.

These guys from Taihui actually plan to kill her, it’s unreasonable.”

"Then it's settled, get the warship." Zuo Lan said, covering himself with a quilt, "Now, sleep."
Chapter completed!