After Becoming a Little Sister

"It's nothing more than a self-rescue attempt by some poor bastards." The tall man stretched out his hand and pulled the crew member's hand up. The action was like an adult pulling a child's wrist, and lightly opened his clenched fingers.

At that moment, everyone heard a clear skeletal sound, and the crew member's expression turned pale in an instant, and his whole body twitched.

There was a small communicator in the crew's hand that was flashing green—it meant some sort of communication.

"Wow~ These people are quite powerful. Are they really normal seamen?"

"When you are doing illegal fishing, you will also have enough backup means to deal with those annoying maritime patrol forces, just like they are doing now." Looking at the communicator, the tall man shook his head, Crush it into pieces: "It's just a short-range transmitter, it's useless."

"Short-distance transmitter?" The delicate woman's expression turned gloomy: "Does that mean they have other helpers nearby?"

"No, they probably thought that the other two boats were not tied up, or that they could do something. It was a futile attempt." The tall man opened his hands, and the broken electronic components were mixed with the black plastic shell from the black plastic shell. He dropped it in his hand: "We have checked the surrounding waters, and there are no other ships."

The sea is so big that unless it’s a popular waterway, it’s hard to meet a fellow ship, such as an ocean-going fishing boat, it’s even more likely to sail alone for months, with only yourself and yourself. Companion.

"What, I thought there would be more interesting developments, like we could get on a new ship and scare other people or something."

The delicate woman looked at the stunned expressions of those around her, curled her lips, and put away her gun: "Where's our mother ship?"

"I just sent a letter saying that we should take a step ahead, and we will catch up in an hour. There is enough fuel on the speedboat."

The tall man said, squatted down to check Captain Beard's wound, tore off Captain Beard's clothes, and bandaged him.

Although the movement is not gentle, it can be seen that it is very standard - especially the last few strokes, the obvious first aid in the field.

"Eh? Obviously they did such an excessive thing, you are really kind." The delicate woman looked at his actions and smiled: "It is obviously a strong man who came down from the battlefield, but he has a softness that is incompatible with the dark world. Heart, you are really strange."

"The battlefield I experienced was a forced war, an infighting without any glory." The tall man stood up, and following his movements, the front of the cabin was partially covered by his figure, and the interior changed visibly to the naked eye. It was a little darker: "In comparison, I prefer to do something meaningful by myself."

"Like being a killer?"

"I prefer to call it special security work. It's just work for me, and it's no different from performing tasks in the military." The tall man looked at his watch: "For the next 16 minutes, you will stay here. , in 16 minutes, I'll be here for a shift change."

"Eh? Don't you stay here and talk to me? A lot of strange men here are staring at me, I'm so scared!"

"I'm going to install remote-controlled explosives at the bottom of the cabin to make sure they don't mess around on the way." The tall man glanced at the delicate woman and said solemnly, "Our task is to restrict them, not treat them as playthings. To restrain your desire for destruction, even if no one here can hurt you, you will suffer in other places."

"Ah la la~ Is this the sweet advice Darling gave me?" The delicate woman leaned up, her finger on the chin of the tall man - although because of her height, this action did not have much provocative charm, but it looked a bit funny - But the delicate woman didn't care: "Would you like to find a place to invite me for a drink tonight?"

"No, I don't drink when I'm on a mission."

"This really doesn't look like a qualified Slav. Didn't you grow up in vodka?"

"It used to be, but my superior is an outlier, and I've learned a lot from following her, such as staying awake when performing tasks."

"Sounds like an excuse for your poor drinking." The delicate woman sneered: "But it's all right, hurry up and finish this tough hour, I have to go back to the mother ship to enjoy my sunbathing and movies, On a boat that smells fishy and sweaty, every second is an ordeal."

The tall man nodded, then turned around to look at the bearded captain, and warned: "I will install three remote-controlled bombs on your ship, the equivalent is enough to sink your ship into the sea, but don't be afraid, as long as You sail honestly, and after we're a hundred nautical miles away, that remote bomb will fail and you can easily defuse it - but any demolition within the remote range of the detonator will cause it to explode."

Saying that, he gestured to the watch on his wrist: "In addition, this detonator is also connected to my heart rate. After my heart stops beating, the bomb will also work. I have already installed the other two ships, so don't try it. Do irrational behavior, okay?"

The bearded captain gritted his teeth and struggled to lean on the cabinet in the cabin. After looking at each other for a few seconds, he nodded with a livid face.

The tall man bowed his head and walked out of the cabin with satisfaction, and the whole cabin suddenly lit up again.

Sitting in the corner and yawning, the delicate woman hugged her knees and curled up, looking drowsy.

But no one wants to resist or do something - it is better to say that in the current view, if nothing is done, the other party will not do anything. This is the safest way for both parties to get along.

Someone wanted to help the captain, but was stopped by the bearded captain with his eyes. He turned his head to look at the delicate woman, thought for a moment, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

"Well... ah?" The delicate woman was suddenly awakened from what seemed to be dozing off. She wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of her mouth insincerely and pretentiously, and asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

The bearded captain only felt the blue veins on his forehead jumping, and he suppressed his anger: "I ask, who are you guys? Which competing company did you invite? Hyuga Fisheries? Or Hiei Ocean Fishing Company?"

"Pfft--" The delicate woman couldn't hold back, she laughed out loud: "What, I thought you would say something particularly terrifying, but it's actually a fishing company... Well, I know Those companies are not small in size, and if they have to spend money, they can afford us.”

The price of a B-level executive is not expensive. If a team of 5 B-level players is formed, the asking price is only a million dollars - this amount of money can still be paid out by the ocean fishing company, but this Obviously not necessary.

The delicate woman thought for a while and raised a finger: "Actually, we are animal protectionists! Especially extreme ones!"

"You—" The bearded captain was choked in one breath and almost couldn't get up. After a while, he recovered: "If you want to humiliate me, you can use a more direct way, this kind of lie will only make people laugh. "

How extreme of an animal protectionist would it take to pull out a remote-controlled bomb and directly hijack three ships?

It would be better to say that if they have this kind of combat power, they can do more direct things, such as directly killing those poacher teams or come to a black and black deterrent or something, instead of being a so-called animal protection force at sea— - The probability of encountering whaling ships on the vast sea is no greater than the probability that they are walking on land and suddenly an African elephant sprang out from the side to start a war and trample.

"I didn't see you laughing... well, we actually belong to a mysterious organization." The delicate woman leaned forward slightly and stared at the bearded captain's face: "Do you know what you did just now? That whale Ah, but our organization has worked so hard to cultivate it, and it took countless costs to hit those three big harpoons. It's like shooting three shots at us. It's us who didn't kill you all. The bottom line of the organization."

In fact, there is no mysterious organization that can cultivate a mutant like the big whale. Whether it is technical strength or ecological chain positioning, even Arya, who created all this, never thought that she would achieve this level with a mouthful of divine blood. Exquisite women are nothing more than a simple moustache.

The bearded captain was skeptical: "If that's the case, don't you want to keep your mouth shut?"

"Not bad, your tempting behavior makes me a little bit impressed, should I say that I am the captain? But if I want to silence, I should kill you in the first place, right? You can't resist anyway. Mine." The delicate woman shook her finger: "There's no need for that, even if you go back and tell the news, no one will believe it, and the big harpoons and recording equipment you used before, we have already All destroyed, the more truthful you are, the more likely others will treat you as fools."

But this statement made these crew members believe, especially those who have seen too many ordinary whales. They have a natural sense of distrust for the big whales that can emit light and control the waves. They always feel that this kind of existence should not exist. It was probably as unbelievable as a blasphemer who betrayed the gods suddenly discovering an angel, even if he made excuses, he wanted to convince himself that there was no so-called god in the world.

The mysterious organization capable of cultivating such strange creatures, with powerful combat personnel and the style of placing bombs at every turn, has become a matter of course, and even many crew members are relieved and feel fortunate that they have not put the other end The big whale should be completely scooped up and killed, otherwise it would not be as simple as the current expulsion and warning.

Although they may not be able to do it...

Only a gray-haired old sailor stood on the edge of the cabin with a subtle expression.

Out of the corner of the delicate woman's eyes, she was watching the reactions of the people around her - in fact, she had been waiting for someone to jump out and resist, and then she would be able to shoot the bearded captain again, this way of boiling a frog in warm water It will not make the bearded captain raise his thoughts of resistance, but will anger the brave crew members, after all, human nature is so ugly.

She likes to play this kind of game the most, and every time she has the pleasure of seeing through everything.

But unfortunately, there was no other movement from the crew, only the expression on one's face made her a little concerned: "Hey—the one on the edge, what do you want to say?"

The gray-haired old sailor didn't know it was him yet, he just stood quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a few seconds, he regained his senses, and when he saw that everyone was staring at him, he couldn't help but panic: "What, what's wrong?"

"I said, are you thinking of some strange resistance plan?" Squinting at the old guy, the delicate woman asked suspiciously, "The way you looked just now reminded me of someone I hate."

In fact, she didn't hate that person-because that was her grandfather, but compared to her temperament, her grandfather was an honest and normal old man.

During her rebellious period, because of the divorce of her parents, she always lived in her grandfather's house. It is conceivable what kind of interaction a normal and slightly old-fashioned old man would have with a rebellious girl. That's not a pleasant memory.

But it wasn't until her grandfather left that she realized that she didn't seem to hate the old man, and even missed his nagging and sluggishness a little. The old man would inevitably be silent and sluggish for a long time. Although they were thinking, the outside world saw It looks like she has suddenly gone stupid. When she was a rebellious girl, she hated the behavior of the old man who "calls and doesn't respond at all". She felt that if she became like this one day, it would be better to die early. .

It's just that sometimes, I regret that I didn't keep the promise I made when I was a little girl, and eat ice cream with him ten years later...

The nostalgia in the delicate woman's eyes disappeared for a moment, and she directly took out the gun and pressed it against the forehead of the old sailor: "Tell me what you were thinking before, I suspect that you want to do something that is not good for all of us."

"I-I didn't!" The old crew member shivered: "I just...I was just thinking about that whale...I mean—that big guy!"

Is that even a whale?No one can answer this question.

"...Huh? What do you want it to do?" The delicate woman narrowed her eyes and pressed the gun forward: "Do you still want to pick it up and sell it for money? If you want me to tell you, you should throw all of you away. Go to the sea, as long as the ship is blown up, no one will know what we did..."

"No, not like that! I just think of my granddaughter - like a child! I mean! When I see that big guy, I think of my granddaughter, and it looks like a child!"

The old crewman was about to go limp, he justified his words without saying anything, and tried to look at the muzzle of the gun in front of his forehead in horror, his scalp tingling.

The delicate woman looked at him for a few seconds before putting away her gun: "You Japanese are really weird."

"Aren't you Japanese too?" The tall man appeared at the door of the cabin again, but didn't come in: "What happened?"

"I'm from Ryukyu! Besides, I'm the great-grandson of King Shangzhen. Even if I count my nationality now, I should be a citizen of the Republic!"

"Oh." The tall man was noncommittal: "So, what happened?"

"It's nothing, he said that the big whale reminded him of his granddaughter." The delicate woman shook her head: "These Japanese are crazy."

"...Why do you think so?" The tall man got into the cabin and looked at the old crewman calmly: "Is it just a guess?"

"Eyes, eyes..." The old sailor's throat rolled: "I was hanging overboard at that time and almost fell, it, it actually let me go, that look is like a child! I can see that, that It's a really soulful look!"

"Every creature has a soul, if it is said that consciousness is a soul." The delicate woman pouted, dismissing his words.

"If possible, I need to get more detailed information." The tall man reached out and grabbed the old crewman's shoulder: "Come with me, I need you to clarify with the person on the opposite side of the communication - she has been collecting relevant information. information, and close contact is also a very important type of information.”

As he said that, he turned to look at the delicate woman: "I can only work hard for you temporarily for the shift change."

"I suspect you are making excuses to skip work!"

"No, it's okay if you take him to contact the Doctor."

"...Forget it, beautiful women are mutually exclusive, I don't want to see her face!"

"Then let me go, please keep an eye on them." The tall man picked up the old crew like a chicken and went to the deck with better communication conditions.

The bearded captain wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the delicate woman's gaze. The latter's gaze was like a ghost at this time, as if waiting for him to say something, so that he could shoot him again.

Captain Beard kept his mouth shut.

"Okay, they do their thing, let's play our game."

The exquisite woman thought for a while and slapped the gun in her hand on the table: "How about we play Russian roulette?"

Saying that, she pushed the gun in the direction of Captain Beard: "You come first!"

Captain Beard looked at her unnamed semi-automatic pistol, which was obviously not a revolver, and fell into deep thought...

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"I ask again, are you sure it was planning to attack you?"

On the other end of the communication, only a pair of glasses was displayed on the screen - or in a dim room, only a pair of glasses reflecting the screen light could be vaguely photographed.

The other person was shrouded in darkness, with only the outline of a human figure.

This is exactly the same style as the super villains or mad scientists who appeared in the sci-fi dramas he watched when he was a young man in the last century in the impression of the old crew.

It's just that the voice is a little playful, it's a young female voice.

"Yeah, it was definitely going to attack, and I saw it making high waves!"

"No, you didn't see anything," the cold female voice reminded.

"I...Yes! I didn't see anything!" The old crewman was shocked: "Then, what else do I need to explain?"

"If it's the same content as before, then there's no need." The mad scientist on the other end of the communication took a deep look at the old crewman's face, as if to see if he was lying, and then turned to the man behind the old crewman. Tall man: "No. 2, please send him back and let him keep these things a secret."

"Yes, I will do it." The tall man nodded: "Is there anything else I need to do?"

"Are you sure you have destroyed all contacts and contact records?"

"If they didn't have some particularly hidden vintage optical recording equipment, then I'm sure it's all destroyed."

"Hmph... I will apply for people to stare at them. If they come ashore and contact others and sell the information, then I'd like to see who the buyers who are interested in these things will be... That's it. ,see you later."

"Okay, doctor."

After cutting off the communication, the tall man put away the equipment and looked at the old crew calmly: "I think you heard it too, if you don't act honestly, it will increase my workload... Do you understand what I mean? "