Panting, Dong Xuebin stepped on the deck and boarded the ship. He raised his eyes and glanced around. He saw three crew members with Asian faces standing three meters away from the side. They were the three people he had seen on the reef from a distance before.
Judging from their facial features and clothing, several of them looked like Japanese people. One of them had a cigarette in his mouth and the smoke ring was hanging in the air. The other two had smiles on their faces, as if they were joking about something before stopping.
As soon as he hid, Dong Xuebin silently said stop to release.
The frozen time has been restored.
"Who did you think that person was just now?"
"The fisherman in distress, why are you here?"
"Yeah, haha, it's ridiculous that he wants us to save him. It's a good idea."
"I don't think he can live for more than a few days. He has no food or water. He will die here sooner or later."
"Well, that is to say, we took a detour on purpose and took this area of the sea. No other ships will pass by."
"Eh? Why are there no people? Look at the rocks?"
"Did you get drowned by the waves?"
"Didn't you see any waves? Could it be that they were swimming after us?"
"Haha, that's pretty stupid. Swimming? He has to catch up!"
Dong Xuebin couldn't understand what they said, but he also understood that what they said seemed to be a Japanese with a slight dialect. Are they really ***? Paralysis, I was in your country and the plane had an accident, and you guys still saw death.
No help? However, the expressions of a few people also made Dong Xuebin see it. These people did not seem to be the crew of the cargo caravan. They felt a bit naughty. Looking at the waists of the three people, Dong Xuebin saw
Xuebin's pupils shrank, and he finally knew why the people didn't save him. There was a holster on his waist, and a black gun could be vaguely seen inside!
Is it a black ship?
Selling drugs or helping people smuggle people across the border?
Dong Xuebin suddenly understood. He said that ordinary cargo ships would not pass through such remote waters with rocks. It turned out that what he was doing was not a serious business. However, Dong Xuebin had no intention of meddling in his own business now. He had to find some water quickly.
After running for several hundred meters, I almost lost my balance.
——stop!
Time is fixed!
Looking at the three Japanese men who had resettled, Dong Xuebin walked up from behind, turned around, opened the cabin door, walked in, and closed the door behind his back.
Standing in the corridor was a middle-aged man patrolling with a gun.
Walking sideways and wiping his clothes, Dong Xuebin took a look at each room.
After a while, Dong Xuebin's eyes lit up, and he walked into a place that seemed to be a lounge. Only there seemed to be no one here, and there was a light fragrance wafting out from inside. After closing the door, Dong Xuebin looked at the room carefully.
There is a bed, square table, coffee table, TV, two pieces of bread on the table, and a pot of boiled coffee, but it may have been left for a while, and the coffee is not that hot anymore.
It's quite luxurious. Is it the captain's lounge?
Dong Xuebin immediately lifted the stop!
"**@@@####@@@..." The TV was on, and a string of Japanese words popped out.
After taking a quick glance, Dong Xuebin sat down on the bed, grabbed the coffee pot, put it to his mouth, and drank it all in one go!
What a pleasure!
Grabbing the bread, Dong Xuebin also ate it with a bang.
There is no greater happiness than having enough food and water.
Dong Xuebin really didn't regard himself as an outsider. After eating and drinking, he looked around, took off his clothes that had been torn by the wind, sun and sea, stuffed them under the bed and threw them away.
I wiped my body with a wet towel, ruffled my hair, then rummaged around the room, and took out a suit and leather shoes from a cabinet. The size of the suit was a little too big, but the leather shoes were fine. After putting them on, Dong
Xue Bin looked in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.
Finally, he looks like a human being.
By the way, I still don’t know where this boat is headed.
This was the key question. It was related to whether Dong Xuebin could go home. He immediately searched the house again, and finally picked up a pressed map from under a kettle. The long and thin island was ***
The map has some sea routes marked on it, and lines are drawn with a pen. It seems to be a navigation route map or something like that. There is a circle drawn in one place on it, which should be the destination of this trip, a city next to the sea, not far from Tokyo.
Consider it far.
The boat back to ***?
In fact, it didn't matter to Dong Xuebin. He didn't expect to catch a ship that just happened to go back to the Republic.
Putting the map away in his arms, Dong Xuebin casually found a box of Seven Star cigarettes under the coffee table, popped one out, lit it, and took a few puffs.
How many days have I not smoked? It’s so enjoyable.
Crossing his legs, Dong Xuebin watched TV comfortably, as if he had become the captain of the ship and did not look out of place at all.
At this time, a piece of news on TV immediately attracted Dong Xuebin's attention. He didn't know what kind of signal reception was used on the ship. He didn't know whether the program was recorded or synchronized with the country in real time. Anyway, the TV screen was showing up at the moment.
A flight number appeared—j736!
It was the plane Dong Xuebin was on!
When he saw this, Dong Xuebin was so angry that the engine caught fire! The emergency escape door could not be opened! What a broken plane!
As soon as the screen turned, the host of the program was chattering something in Japanese. Then, a sea full of drifting objects came into view. This was taken by a high-altitude helicopter. There were several ships below, which seemed to disturb the plane wreckage and
Some drifters.
The sea area where the accident occurred?
Dong Xuebin frowned, because he could recognize some Chinese characters in Japanese, so he saw the subtitles below saying something like "237 people", "killed", etc. It had been so many days, and the news was still reporting on this incident.
The crash shows how much of a sensation this incident caused. It's no wonder that 237 lives were lost. This was a relatively large death toll in previous air crashes.
The news continues.
No one left alive?
Search and rescue operations suspended?
Was part of the victim's body recovered? The rest of the body was engulfed by the explosion?
After reading the news, Dong Xuebin knew that he had guessed correctly. No one thought that anyone could survive in that situation. The label that everyone was killed was really stamped.
Is there no life left to repay?
After lying on the bed and resting for a while, Dong Xuebin smoked another cigarette and drank some water. Then he put his palm in front of his eyes and looked at it with tears in his eyes. Thinking about the life and death scenes in the past few days, he still has some lingering fears.
If it weren't for back and stop, and if he hadn't happened to meet this "black ship", he would have died long ago. I have to say that Dong Xuebin's survival this time is definitely a miracle, and he himself feels lucky