My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 227 Photography Technology

"Bang!" Wang Zhaoping, who had been on the phone for a long time, got back into the car and closed the door as if relieved.

"Wang team, why did you call for more than half an hour? Did my sister-in-law check the post?"

"It's much more serious than that!"

Qin Xiaoru looked over with some doubts.

It was only then that Wang Dui's expression seemed to be a little dignified compared to before going out.

"Captain Wang, what's the matter?" She asked suspiciously.

"Well! The plan has changed! Immediately notify all teams, quietly block all entrances and exits near the target, and prepare to arrest at any time!"

"Ah?" Qin Xiaoru was stunned, and suddenly became a little anxious.

"Didn't you agree to put a long line to catch big fish?"

"The fish is too big, we can't catch it, but don't worry, I have other arrangements for big fish!"

Arranged or not arranged...

What about my debut? !

……

On the blue ocean, the turbid waves are empty, and a huge white monster is slowly sailing to another anchoring point of this round-the-world journey.

More than 300 meters long, comparable to the huge hull of an aircraft carrier, it dwarfs the various cargo ships that occasionally pass by nearby.

The large English characters of "Carnival Dream" on the ship's side are clearly visible.

And in the distance, the long-lost huge land is already in sight...

In the control room at this time.

A blond bearded man confirmed that the course was correct, stood up and left the captain's chair, and spoke with an English accent.

"We're going to land soon, and there's still a lot of work to do at night. I'll go and rest first, and I'll leave the rest to you, Bill."

"Okay, Captain Steve, please rest assured and leave it to me!"

The first mate, Bill, nodded, and took the command post in his place.

Steve and the second officer beside him winked, walked out of the control room, and came to a secluded deck.

"Is it all arranged?"

"It's all arranged. The things will be delivered to the ship before nine o'clock tonight. I guarantee that the auction will not be delayed."

The second officer is a strong, bronze-skinned Asian man who speaks fluent English.

He is not only the confidant of Captain Steve, but also responsible for the security work on the ship.

If Meng Lang was present, he would have noticed the inverse cross tattooed on the back of his hand...

"Hmm! This batch of goods from Huaguo is an important commodity in the auction, so don't make any mistakes, you know?"

"Don't worry, Captain, it's not the first time my brothers and I have escaped on this line in Huaguo, so we promise to be safe!" the Asian man grinned.

"Well! I'm going to sleep for a while, and I'll leave the rest to you!"

"Yes!"

Watching Steve leave, the second officer took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey! We're about to dock, what's going on with you guys?"

"Boss, everything is ready, just waiting for your letter from Boss!"

"Okay, I will meet you on the boat, be careful, and be careful not to be targeted by the police."

"Don't worry, boss, as long as you don't touch Shanghai Xun, those cops will be blind!"

"Well! Let's go!"

……

"Boss has a letter, ready to go!" Hanging up the phone, the mourning dog greeted his companions.

"Okay! I'm going to drive."

Taking advantage of the time when his companion was driving, Sanggou took out a pack of cigarettes on his body and took out one. After lighting it up, he took a big puff.

"Whoo~"

The white smoke was inhaled into the lungs, and the mourning dog felt instantly refreshed from exhaustion, and even his turbid eyes brightened a bit.

He opened the iron door with a cigarette in his mouth.

There was a sickly smile on the corner of Sanggou's mouth, as if he saw a large sum of money waving at him outside the door...

Soon, the pickup truck slowly drove out of the courtyard.

The mourning dog was about to turn around and close the iron door to get into the car, when suddenly there was a burst of intensive footsteps around.

Although his body was hollowed out by contraband, the mourning dog at this time was the "highlight moment", and he quickly realized something was wrong.

"not good!"

It was too late to warn his companions, and he instinctively wanted to run away.

But how could the criminal police who had been ambushing outside let the cooked duck fly away?

"Don't move!" "I still want to run!"

Before he had time to run a few steps, the mourning dog was pushed to the ground by several strong men with hands and feet.

His face was twisted and deformed by being pressed on the ground, and he struggled to look in the direction of the pickup truck, only to find that his accomplice had been forcibly dragged off by several people.

Just like myself, he is handcuffing others.

And there were seven or eight people, armed with guns, who rushed into the small courtyard directly!

Qin Xiaoru stood outside the crowd with a resentful expression, holding a pair of handcuffs in her hands.

Yes, Team Wang finally allowed her to participate in the frontline operations, but...

With so many big men, there is no room for them to stay. You let her squeeze them in and handcuff them?
"You... who are you? Why did you arrest us!" The mourning dog struggled with a trace of luck.

"Su City Criminal Police Team, as for why you were arrested...do I need to explain? Heh!" Wang Zhaoping sneered.

"Captain Wang, there's no one in the room!"

"Search carefully, don't miss a place!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that the scene was under control, Wang Zhaoping came to the pickup truck and frowned at a door lock on it.

"Team Wang, I found a bunch of keys from the driver!"

After taking the key and trying it for a while, Wang Zhaoping directly unlocked the door of the pickup truck.

There are a bunch of beer crates piled up in the compartment of the pickup truck, which looks like an ordinary truck delivering beer.

"Move it for me!"

Moved about a dozen cases of beer...

"found it!"

Wang Zhaoping's eyes lit up, and he looked into the cargo box, and sure enough, he saw several black waterproof bags among a pile of beer boxes.

"Move it down, be careful, don't bump into it!"

Everyone hurriedly took off the things carefully and laid them in a row on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the faces of Sanggou and another accomplice were ashen.

I sighed in my heart at the same time.

it's over...

Wang Zhaoping looked at the 5 black waterproof bags in total, and immediately stepped forward and carefully opened the zipper of one of them.

Soon, he saw a touch of cyan in a pile of cushioning foam.

That's...a blue and white porcelain vase!
Then, various cultural relics were taken out one after another and placed on the ground.

Except for Qin Xiaoru who was reluctantly holding a law enforcement recorder as a "photographer", Wang Zhaoping and the other police officers were all smiling.

Although the big fish has not been caught yet, this little fish is already delicious enough!

"Captain Wang! Look at this!"

A police officer suddenly removed a black object from another waterproof bag.

It turned out to be a Black Star pistol!
……

05:30 in the afternoon.

"Huh~huh~" The strong wind whistled in my ears.

The red Porsche opened the hood and galloped along the coast.

In the driver's seat, Yan Weiwei, who was wearing a long white dress and a small black suit, obviously dressed up carefully today. She even had a slightly curled wave and a rare light makeup. Wearing the valuable crystal four-leaf clover.

The sea breeze blew her long hair, revealing her delicate collarbone, slender neck and perfect profile. She changed from a slovenly lady to an urban goddess in seconds.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Cough! The change is a bit too big, I almost couldn't recognize it just now." Meng Lang touched his nose.

Yan Weiwei today looks like a different person than usual.

By the way... such a lonely man and widow, you still have to spend the night on the cruise ship. Although you are going to talk about serious business, but you are so well-dressed, it is easy to be misunderstood as a date together...

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Meng Lang had been staring at him strangely. Yan Weiwei's face was slightly unnatural, but on the surface she still pretended to be a daily arrogant look.

"Hmph! That means Miss Ben usually doesn't bother to dress up! How about it, have you been overwhelmed by Miss Ben's charm? Is it because you're running wild in your heart?"

Is brother so easily seduced by beauty?

Although he was amazed, Meng Lang was not to be outdone.

"Don't worry, the little deer used to bump around, but now the little deer has grown up and walks steadily."

Yan Weiwei: "..."

The shortest chat in the world is when Tsundere meets Leo...

"Cut! Two days ago, I still looked depressed and depressed... I would have given the ticket to Haitang if I knew it." Yan Weiwei pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

The wind was a little strong, and Meng Lang couldn't hear clearly.

"I said let your deer grow slowly, after all, the antlers grow, and it's easy to pierce the heart!" Yan Weiwei leaned over and shouted loudly.

rash:"……"

Half an hour later, the two arrived at their destination smoothly.

Suzhou City International Cruise Terminal!

Today the weather is fine and the sea visibility is very high.

The two stood on the edge of the pier, looking at the sea, the sunset, and the giant ship slowly approaching the shore, everything was like a timeless and beautiful picture...

Meng Lang was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery, all his attention was attracted by the cruise ship that was breaking down.

The cruise ship with a height of more than ten floors is brightly lit, and tourists can be seen on it like ants.

Standing in front of such a behemoth, you can clearly feel the insignificance of human beings themselves.

Just like Meng Lang in front of fate...

Sighed.

After finally sorting out a world line that barely cleared the level, I don't know what Wang Zhaoping is doing there.

In case things go wrong...

If it really doesn't work, even if I am "appendicitis escape", I still have to prevent Yan Weiwei from boarding the ship.

"Quick, quick! Take a photo for me! The scenery is amazing, I'll send it to Haitang later!"

Perhaps it was because of such a beautiful scenery, Yan Weiwei suddenly showed her innocent side, and said to Meng Lang excitedly.

With that said, he took off his small suit jacket and stuffed it into Meng Lang's hands, then trotted to the shore.

"Just shoot according to this background! Why are you in a daze, hurry up!"

"Um……"

Looking at Yan Weiwei, who was wearing a white evening dress, her skirt was blown by the sea breeze, and her smile was extremely bright, this perfect picture made Meng Lang feel a little dazed.

At this moment, just like that moment...

The heartbeat was inexplicably fast, and the little deer walked a little unsteadily...

Maybe this is the so-called "lost is the best"?
"Hurry up!"

It was only under Yan Weiwei's urging that she came back to her senses.

With a complicated expression on his face, he took out his phone and pointed it at Yan Weiwei.

It's just that instead of turning on the camera, he opened the photo album, and his eyes stayed on one of the photos.

Sunsets, cruise ships, a white evening dress, and a big smile...

Um!Perfect on-site restoration...

"Why are you in a daze! Have you finished filming yet?"

"Well... the filming is over."

After hesitating for a moment, meng lang still replied.

"Quick! Send it to me. Are you good at taking pictures? I want to send it to Moments...Huh?"

Seeing the photo sent by Meng Lang on the phone, Yan Weiwei froze for a moment.

Immediately, he looked at meng lang in surprise.

"Okay, little Mencius, I thought you would be doomed for taking pictures of a steel straight man, but I didn't expect you to be good at it! Tsk tsk! I'm so impressed with you, you are indeed a treasure boy!"

Obviously, Yan Weiwei was very satisfied with this photo, and she was not stingy with her usual stingy compliments.

The framing, angle, focal length, color tone, exposure...it's perfect!
You don't need P to directly be able to circle friends, right?
Seeing the joyful Yan Weiwei, Meng Lang sighed helplessly.

You may not believe it.

My photography skills... are also on the ups and downs...

Baobuqi, when he gets old, can he still hold a photography exhibition?

"Huhuhu~"

At this moment, strange roars suddenly came from above the two of them, getting louder and louder from far to near.

It seems like……

propeller? !

Meng Lang looked up, and then he was dumbfounded...

(End of this chapter)