looking for hell

Chapter 93 I have an identity now (continue to add more)
On the RV speeding north, Futian and a few others were listening to something at the dining table.

That was the voice record of every person who found Yun Qianfeng that they got.

There is the owner of the supermarket, the couple in the community, the owner of the fried rice stall, and Liu Lingdi.

Futian is a careful person, and he feels that only by looking for clues that others haven't found in the words of these people can he more accurately guess Yun Qianfeng's real goal.

They listened to it one by one, until halfway through the audio recording of Liu Lingdi's inquiry, Futian's expression changed.

"Stop! Stop now and go back to the pier!"

The driver stopped immediately and asked:

"What's the matter, captain?"

"Hurry up and go back as fast as possible. Yun Qianfeng has inquired about the strange events of 95 years. He already knows that Mandu Latu will not remember him, so he will never go looking for Mandu Latu. We were fooled. How could this bastard think of this? How could he!"

This is actually not surprising. Every path traveled will leave traces, even if it is the path of time.

Only those who are really careful will find it.

Yun Qianfeng was cautious and cautious, and still left traces of consulting the website, but it's a pity that Futian's carefulness came a bit late.

Standing on the empty pier, Futian's face was pale.

"Ask someone to check all the freighters that have left here within 24 hours, and no one should be missed, regardless of their nationality."

This was the only remedy he could do, and he didn't know if it would be useful, because the ghost knew that Yun Qianfeng would not smuggle to another ship halfway.

If it was him, he would do that, and Yun Qianfeng was obviously no stupider than him.

On the wide water surface, a [-]-ton freighter is sailing slowly.

The freighter is full of containers, which are neatly stacked in different positions according to different types of goods.

There are some goods that require special waterproof and moisture-proof, even if they are packed in containers, they are still bundled and covered with thick tarpaulins.

It is obvious that these special moisture-proof and waterproof containers are not enough to be stacked into a square, and an extra one is placed on top, so that after being covered with a thick waterproof cloth, a space with a sloping roof will be formed.

In this space, a figure crouched inside, watching everything outside through a small hole the size of a grain of rice. It was Yun Qianfeng that Futian and the others were looking for so hard.

He is so quiet, every movement is extremely slow, without making a sound.

The freighter moved forward slowly, and he saw three small rocks, and finally there was expression on his wooden face.

He smiled.

"Jigujiao, finally entered the sea!"

At this moment, a sense of comfort arose in his heart, as if the sea was wide and the fish could leap into the sky and let the birds fly.

He took out two small bottles in his pocket, one was vitamin C and the other was vitamin B complex, both of which cost a few dollars a bottle in pharmacies. He prepared more than a dozen bottles because he was afraid that he would get vitamin deficiency at sea.

I just swallowed two vitamin tablets mixed with not much saliva in my mouth, and then peeled off a piece of toffee in my mouth, feeling the sweetness spreading in my mouth.

In the past few days, he relied on vitamins and milk sugar to supplement his physical strength.

It can be seen that his cheeks are thin and sunken, and his dark circles are heavy.

He was very thirsty now, but he didn't dare to go out to find fresh water, even though the fresh water was outside the tarp, where the rainwater had accumulated.

Only at night can he sneak out to drink some of the dirty water.

In the past few days, he has already figured out the general situation of this freighter.

Similar to ordinary freighters, there are less than 20 staff members on this freighter, and there may be only five or six senior crew members, because those few people rarely appear on the deck.

There are ten ordinary crew members, and they will often patrol the deck to check the security of the cargo.

Of course, there must be the chef who has not been shown, but must.

Going deep into the sea, without a reference, the whole world seems to be static.

Yun Qianfeng looked at the watch on his wrist and saw that the freighter started to sail south.

"It seems that the ship is not going to America, it should go to Africa through the Strait of Malacca."

As he thought, he closed his eyes and recalled the island information he queried.

"Well, there are many islands in the Indian Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean. If I can find an uninhabited island with fresh water, I can take a good rest and plan for the next step.

Or going to Africa is also a good choice. The faces of Chinese people are still easy to survive in most parts of Africa.

There are no sky eyes all over the street. Once you enter the crowd, it is not so easy to find me. "

He began to calculate all the possibilities that followed.

No plan is perfect, he can only make a deduction of all possibilities.

It was late at night, and the patrol had just left not long ago.

Yun Qianfeng glanced at his watch. This man patrolled very regularly at night, and he would always check around midnight, and it would be almost early morning when he reappeared.

This period of time is the time for him to exercise his muscles and bones, and it is also the time for him to drink water.

He carefully drilled out of the tarpaulin, took a big breath of fresh air, and then carefully searched for the accumulated rainwater on the large tarpaulin.

It is the rainy season at sea, so there is no shortage of these things.

Soon, he found a puddle of the cleanest stagnant water, with only a few bubbles of bird droppings in it, which was much thicker than the previous few bird droppings, which looked like black sesame paste.

He got down on his face and gulped down a drink.

The taste is slightly astringent, with a strange smell, probably the smell of bird droppings.

But Yun Qianfeng was already used to it, and he drank with satisfaction.

Then, he climbed down the container and came to the rear of the deck.

Here, there is a lot of yellow millet scattered on the ground near the edge, which is scattered here by one of the crew members every day.

That guy must be very kind, and he likes small animals. These millets are specially prepared to feed the seabirds that may land here.

Every time he appeared here, he would look very happy to see the millet was eaten, and then continued to sprinkle.

What he didn't know was that all these millets actually went into Yun Qianfeng's stomach.

Although it is rare, this is the only way for Yun Qianfeng to obtain carbohydrates.

After eating all the millet, Yun Qianfeng hid in the middle of the two piles of containers, slowly punched Xingyi fist for a while, stretched his muscles and bones, then sighed, got back into the tarpaulin, and was as quiet as a piece of wood again. .

After sailing like this for an unknown number of days, Yun Qianfeng became more and more confused, and the only concept of time left was day and night.

I don't even know where I am, I only know that I am still at sea.

This is a kind of helpless numbness.

It's just that today is different, because they encountered very exciting things.

The freighter was sailing on the sea, and not far away was a small and medium-sized cabin yacht sailing almost parallel to them.

Yun Qianfeng looked enviously at the glass full of drinks in the hands of the beauty in swimsuit on the deck, his throat couldn't help jumping up and down, he really wanted to take a sip.

"How nice it would be if I were on a yacht like that. It must be a group of rich people with nothing to do, sailing around the world on a yacht."

In this day and age, more and more people sail the world on small yachts, and some even sail the world on small unpowered sailboats.

"There are at most six or seven people on the yacht. If I sneak in, I will rob the boat."

It was just a random thought in his heart, but Yun Qianfeng didn't expect this thought to linger.

He shook his head vigorously, feeling that he had been forced by reality to change towards a beast.

Just when good and evil were confronting each other in his heart, several speedboats sailed towards the cabin yacht at an extremely fast speed, they galloped around the yacht, and forced the yacht to stop with a gunshot.

Immediately afterwards, several speedboats galloped towards the freighter Yun Qianfeng was hiding in, still circling in circles, and fired shots to force it to stop.

Yun Qianfeng was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had encountered pirates.

Then he probably knew where his people left the sea, either the Strait of Malacca or the Gulf of Aden.

"Now I have an identity, should I call it a victim or a captured person?"

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