The Heaven’s Jailer

After the storm, Qingtang Harbor immediately became lively, and all the fishing boats moored in the safe harbor were ready to anchor and set out to sea. The busiest person at this time is the fishing boat owner.

Ruan Xiyuan is directing the crew to transport the ice from the shore to the ship.

In order to ensure the freshness of the fish caught in the far sea, ice must be used to keep it fresh. Ruan Xiyuan’s fishing boat is a medium-sized fishing boat and does not have the ability to make ice.

When Ruan Xiyuan was busy sweating profusely, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, let me ask you, how long is the bus from the port to the airport?"

"One hour, it's 8:50. If you want to take a seat, go to the port station as soon as possible. I guess you can catch up..." Ruan Xiyuan looked at his watch, then turned around and replied.

However, when he saw the look of the young man behind him, his body froze at once, and then he shouted, "Ghost!" He sat on the ground with fright.

Liu Lang touched his chin. Although he hadn't shaved for two days, he looked a bit vicissitudes of life, and his appearance was reduced a little, but there is still a big gap with ghosts, right?

"Big brother, where's the ghost in broad daylight?" Liu Lang smiled.

"Ghost, you are a ghost! I clearly saw you jump into the sea that day and be eaten by sharks." Ruan Xiyuan struggled to get up from the ground, swallowed and foamed, and said in a panic.

When he shouted, many people immediately gathered around.

Among them were two other fishing boat owners who saw Liu Lang jump into the sea that day. After they saw Liu Lang's appearance, their expressions changed suddenly. One of them said with a trembling voice, "You, didn't you jump into the sea and died?" We have the wrongdoer and the debtor. We didn't rent a boat to you at the beginning, but we also had difficulties. In such a big storm, no one would dare to go out to sea!"

"Yes, yes, please let us go! We have old and young, we really have to live for a few more years!" Another fishing boat owner begged again and again.

People who drive the sea all year round are the most superstitious. Always in awe of ghosts and gods.

It is not surprising that the three of them reacted like this.

After the consternation, Liu Lang took a closer look at the three people, and he soon understood that these three were the fishing boat owners who watched him jump into the sea that day. Thought he was dead long ago. No wonder he was treated as a ghost.

"What are you talking about? The first time I came to Qingtang Port, when did I skip the sea? It's really inexplicable." Liu Lang wanted to prove that he was a living person, but after thinking about it carefully, there was no way to explain the situation at the time. , So bit the bullet and said something, and then Sa Yazi ran away.

When Liu Lang's back disappeared. The three fishing boat owners were calmer.

"Does it just look alike? The ghosts in broad daylight dare to come out?" one of the fishing boat owners said hesitantly.

"Don't be kidding, if you just look alike, why do you even have the same clothes on your body? I think it's a ghost. He came to us to settle the account. Seeing that there are so many people here, I didn't dare to start. Find a Taoist priest, or something must happen." Ruan Xiyuan is the most superstitious of the three, and his heart is still beating.

"But if we don't go to sea a day, we will have to lose tens of thousands of yuan!" The other two fishing boat owners hesitated.

"Money is important, or fate is important? If you want to die, go by yourself. Anyway, I won't go out to sea." Ruan Xiyuan ran to the boat directly and gave the crew a long vacation.

When the other two fishing boat owners heard this, they felt reasonable and immediately cancelled their plans to go to sea.

At this moment, Liu Lang, who was already on the bus, didn't know that his reappearance would cost the three fishing boat owners tens of millions.

...

Country Y.

Inside an old manor house in medieval style.

Six men of different colors sit around a round conference table.

"The Nice has been lost for more than twelve hours. Is there no news yet?"

"Six hours ago, I had sent people to the sea where the Nice was missing. I believe I will receive the results soon."

"Could it be that Wang Xingning shut down the communication system on purpose? That Oriental lunatic did everything!"

"I hope so. This time I boarded the Nice, but there are many people we can't afford to provoke. If something happens, it will be very troublesome!"

"I've said it a long time ago. Orientals are unreliable. Why should Wang Xingning be in charge of such an important Niss?"

"Because he can study those high-level potions, do you think that battles enhanced by potions can attract the psychopathic rich and powerful?"

The six people were arguing fiercely between you and me. At this moment, the door of the mahogany room was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a black suit rushed in.

"Something happened to the Nice!" The middle-aged man said this after a long breath.

"What's the specific situation?" asked the oldest white of the six.

The middle-aged man swallowed and said, "It should be a violent explosion, and then, then, the ship completely disintegrated!"

"what?"

Six people stood up at the same time.

"This is a photo sent back from the scene. There are a lot of hull fragments floating in the waters near the disappearance of the Nice. The fragments are small and almost no more than the size of a palm. We have confirmed through technical means that these fragments belong to the Nice."

The middle-aged man turned on the computer in the house and soon several clear photos appeared on the big screen.

The sea surface in the photo is covered by dense debris.

"Are there any survivors?" Only one of the six people with brown skin asked after being silent for nearly a minute.

"Not yet. Only a small amount of human remains have been found. It is likely that the explosion was too violent and destroyed most of the bodies." The middle-aged replied respectfully.

"Tell the people at the scene to continue searching." Some of the six gave orders.

"Yes." The middle-aged man bowed back.

After a while, the six men returned to their seats, and the oldest white among them glanced at the other five, "What do you think?"

"How the Nice could explode, there must be a huge conspiracy behind this." A black man said with a cold face.

"Yes, we must find out the truth as soon as possible." Someone agreed.

The oldest white nodded, "It is necessary to find out the truth, but the most important thing at the moment is how to comfort the families of the victims. You know, there is no simple one who can board the Nice."

"It's really not easy when you are alive, but it's different when you die. I'll take care of this!" When the six people were at a loss, the door was pushed open again, and a blond young woman appeared. In front of everyone.