A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

Not long after, a few more armed Englishmen came down from the boat, dressed in casual clothes and carrying two chairs, and stood guard at the door of the warehouse.

Zhuo Yifei knew that although these goods were valuable, they were of great importance, and he must not have his share.But is this British guy going to import this large amount of tobacco into China again?This is so infuriating.

He took the money, turned his head and glanced at the street corner, and decided to go to his good brother Ma Rulong.

Chapter 8 People are like water

"What did you say?" At the marine police station, Ma Rulong, who had just been promoted, protested.

Zhuo Yifei in front of him wiped the specially dark color on his face with a wet towel, and said without blinking: "I saw it with my own eyes, it is definitely smoky dust, there are British on board, and the guards are also British."

Hong Tianci, who is also qualified as a senior inspector of the land police next to him, thought a little more and persuaded: "Aaron, we can't control this kind of thing. The British signed a treaty with the Qing Dynasty. Whether it is tobacco or anything, it is a normal transaction. .”

Ma Rulong lowered his head and sighed, why didn't he know?

"But Godsend, you came back from studying abroad, and you haven't seen what those smokers look like... Xiao Lu's uncle in the team we fought against pirates was addicted to cigarettes. He is a good man who is in a rush, but within five years his whole body will be dead. Not to mention skinny and skinny, he still lies in bed all day and does nothing. If he has money, he has to go to the smoking den. He has been ill for a long time, but even his family He stole all the money collected for his medical treatment, and finally died at the door of the smokehouse.

"Tianci, guess how many people like this we have in China? There are too many to count! The British newspapers call us the 'sick man of the East'!"

As he spoke, he became emotional.

If you are not born in this era, it is difficult to understand their feelings for this country.

If they have been living in the dark and ignorant of the outside world, it might be easier, as long as they live with nothing and die without knowing anything.

It's a pity that they already have the concept of "nation" and can understand what humiliation and helplessness are.

"I must take care of this matter."

In the end, Ma Rulong concluded that he was about to call his brothers to kill at the pier.

Zhuo Yifei's mind was spinning, and he immediately suggested to the two policemen: "You two police officers, why are you more reckless than me and a thief? You said that you received a tip that someone was smuggling, and temporarily closed their warehouse for investigation. Can they still stop you?"

Hong Tianci still frowned, turned his head and said to Zhuo Yifei, "So what if they are not smugglers?"

"Since it is parked in Hong Kong, it has not been declared at customs. Before the customs clearance procedures are completed, it is not known whether this batch of goods is smuggled, but there is definitely a possibility of smuggling."

Zhuo Yifei shook his head and said.

Ma Rulong thought that this was indeed a solution, so he discussed with Hong Tianci to forge a report together to deceive the British boss.This is actually not difficult. After the two were promoted, one was an inspector of the marine police and the other was a senior inspector of the land police. The British ghost would not be suspicious;

When the discussion was over, Ma Rulong remembered what Zhuo Yifei had done, and warned him: "I said, this time is not a trivial matter. Even if you stole that batch of things, you won't have anything to do. fishy."

Zhuo Yifei smiled guiltily, and said to himself...that batch of things is really too hot to touch.He patted his chest and assured his friend: "Don't worry, I, Zhuo Yifei, am a man of one mind. I will never touch that batch of goods, even if I look at them, I won't take a look at them. Is this the head office?"

Hong Tianci rolled his eyes, smiled at Zhuo Yifei, clapped his hands and said, "That's just right, when we go out, I need your help with another matter... There were two remnants of pirates attacking me at the Aaron Award Ceremony today. He, if you can find something useful from them, I will give you 400 Yuan Longyang at my own discretion."

"I ask, how should I ask?" Zhuo Yifei smiled, but seeing the playful expression on Hong Tianci's face, his expression changed involuntarily.

"Of course I went to the prison next door to ask." Hong Tianci also grinned, and lifted the clothes around his waist, revealing the handcuffs hanging on his belt.

Zhuo Yifei immediately complained: "What? I treat you as friends, but you treat me like this. I won't go no matter what."

Hong Tianci just wanted to control this unstable factor, but now he feels that it is quite convenient to have such a "person of his own" in the arena, so he continued: "Whether it is successful or not, I will give you 100 yuan. We will There are many opportunities for cooperation, I solve the case and get promoted, you get rich, and the Hong Kong government pays for it, one family takes advantage of the two, and you have nothing to lose!"

"Okay, have fun, I'll do it!" Hearing that there would be 100 yuan if it doesn't work, Zhuo Yifei immediately agreed, as if he was afraid that Hong Tianci would go back on his word.

Several people looked at each other and smiled, Zhuo Yifei quickly wiped the dirt on his face from the outer window sill, and stretched out his hand to ask Hong Tianci to handcuff him.

It didn't take long before he was thrown into the cell next to the two pirates, while Ma Rulong and Hong Tianci set off with a team of police officers and quickly headed for the smoke warehouse at the pier.

At this time, the sky was gradually darkening, and this group of aggressive policemen naturally aroused the high tension of everyone on the pier. The British guards in front of the warehouse also stood up, and came up to ask for no reason.

According to what was discussed just now, Ma Rulong said to these British people: "We have received a report that someone is smuggling tobacco here, and now we need to temporarily seal this warehouse for investigation. During the investigation, no goods are allowed to enter or leave!"

Several British people looked at each other in blank dismay, and put their hands on the short guns behind their waists. It can be seen that the Hong Kong government officials came, but in the end they still didn't do anything, but said to Ma Rulong: "This police officer, our goods have formal customs clearance. Records, it can't be smuggling."

"Huh? Customs clearance records?" Ma Rulong felt that something was wrong. Didn't it mean that the cargo ship had just stopped in Hong Kong and hadn't declared at the Qing Customs yet?

Sure enough, some British people took out some customs declaration forms, and Ma Rulong took them over to see that the formalities were complete and strict, and it was not smuggling at all.Contrary to expectations, what is written on the list is not "import", but "export".

These goods were not shipped by the British to sell to the Chinese, but they bought them from China!

In the past few years, the scale of opium poppy cultivation on the land of China is growing at a terrifying rate.Much arable land has been converted to the highly profitable opium poppy, with less food and more smoke.

Coupled with a drought that lasted for several years, the entire food system in China collapsed rapidly.

A large number of poor people starved to death, and the villages in several provinces were empty, but the Qing court ignored it—the tax amount here was already too large. In order to obtain enough funds to operate the state machinery and pay war reparations, no matter what The tobacco trade cannot be banned.

In this official tobacco and soil trade, the imported tobacco and soil from the UK and other overseas countries are called "foreign tobacco", while the locally grown, processed and produced tobacco in China is called "local tobacco".The Qing court dubiously named it "foreign medicine" and "local medicine", and even set up special administrative departments in the local area to manage related taxes.

And why these British people export this thing from China...it's actually easy to figure out.

"Foreign tobacco" is several times more expensive than "local tobacco", but their ingredients are actually not much different.As long as you go around in offshore places such as Hong Kong, re-sort and package them, and then return to China, and sell them by foreign companies, the profit can be increased several times. Why not do such a good business?

If it doesn't work, it should be shipped to India and processed in a local tobacco factory.

Ma Rulong, who defeated a group of pirates, might have created convenience for these British people... Putting such a profiteering thing like smoke and soil under the noses of pirates is not courting death.

This young Marine Police Inspector was clutching the customs declaration form tightly in his hands. In front of him were braided, thin-limbed children in poppy fields. They wanted to cry but didn't know where to cry, and they didn't know what to cry .

The righteous indignation in his chest was about to dry up his blood, and he was about to lose control of his rationality.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Hong Tianci who was beside him rushed over and hugged his shoulders, took the customs declaration form from his trembling hand and returned it to the British people, and said to him at the same time: "Aaron! Aaron!  … Our informant may have made a mistake...and this is from Baoshun Foreign Firm!"

Ma Rulong closed his eyes and took a deep breath, grinned reluctantly at a few British people, and said, "Sorry, we will conduct a detailed investigation on the source of the news. Close the team!"

A group of marine policemen and land policemen retreated back to the police station in desperation. Ma Rulong took a last look at the warehouse, touched the medal he had bumped into his chest pocket, and followed the footsteps of the large troops.

When they returned to the police station, Zhuo Yifei was being let out, sitting where they were on duty, eating familiarly.

Seeing Ma Rulong and Hong Tianci coming in dejectedly, he looked up and said with a smile, "What are you doing? It's as if you owe someone money. I asked something, do you want to hear it?"

Although the matter of the smoke and dirt warehouse is gone, the matter of the pirates still has to be done.

The two police officers calmed down and sat next to Zhuo Yifei, listening to him talk about the interrogation just now.

According to what he said, when he entered just now, he was silent at first, and then squatted beside the railing pretending to cry.Of course, the two people in the cell next to him were curious and contemptuous, and asked him "what are you crying about?" He said, "After the third brother is gone, I can't even eat. I grabbed a drawer of buns and was arrested. "Wait, win the sympathy of the two.

After chatting, the two pirates who were not very bright-headed naturally quarreled with their "insiders".

While talking, the two mentioned that after Sanpao Island was leveled by the marine police, they defected to a little boss named "One-eyed Li Shun" and ran to Hong Kong with him.This Li Shun seems to know some big names in the shopping mall, and arranged them to hide in the property of Baoshun Foreign Company. The two brothers couldn't hold it anymore after holding back for a few days. Ma Rulong's award ceremony.

"...Wait, you said Baoshun foreign company?"

Ma Rulong's mind suddenly came alive. He knew that the laws of Hong Kong, the Qing Dynasty, and the United Kingdom could not control the matter of the warehouse, but if he could sneak into Baoshun and find out the ins and outs of this transaction, maybe And the chance to act from it...

After thinking about it for a while, he realized that he needed to ask Luo Sanpao about this matter.Then Li Shun's relationship is definitely not his own, it should be that Luo Sanpao was buried in Hong Kong when he was still alive; other than him, no one else would know the key to this, and it was impossible to get involved.

But where is Luo Sanpao?What are he and that strange "captain" doing in another world now?

Chapter 9 The Big Wave

Sailing at night is always a very dangerous business, especially in the case of high winds and low visibility.

The entire Interceptor was being shaken and thrown up and down by the force of the waves, the timbers on the hull were creaking, and all the crew had to tie the cables to their waists and cling to the fixtures around them , in order to maintain the stability of the body and not be thrown into the sea.

The wind was so strong that the ensuing showers were blown into curtains of water, which poured down on the deck.

Luo Sanpao didn't tie any cables. Although he had no experience in ocean sailing, he had commanded several adventurous operations in typhoons, so he was familiar with this level of wind and waves.

He deftly avoided the empty wooden box thrown by the waves and fell towards his waist, and shouted to the crew: "Shut the hatch! Lower your body! Hold the sail and don't let the boat go sideways! Move, he Damn, hurry up and move!"

The crew recruited by the Interceptor in Turtle Island... To put it bluntly, they are basically old, weak, sick and disabled.

There is no young, strong boy, and there is even an old sailor who is in his sixties and seventies, who can't speak, and can only let the parrot on his shoulder express it for him.

However, these people had a lot of experience. When the storm came, they had already tied up the cargo in the bilge and cleared the deck. Even in such bad weather, no one was killed or injured.

Jack Sparrow stood behind the wheel, in the part of the ship that shook the most, but his feet seemed to be nailed there, motionless.

He maintained a bewildered smile, looking at the compass in his hand.

"The wind and waves are too strong! We should lower the sails and anchor and stay where we are!"

Little blacksmith Turner crawled up on all fours, grabbed the banister of the stairs, and looked up and called to Jack.

"Ha! Did it scare you? If we don't move forward now, we will never catch up with the Black Pearl!" Jack also yelled in response, and then listened to the sound of the ship under the impact of the huge waves. , and shouted again: "She can still hold on. Then fill the sails for me! Cut this gust of wind diagonally, and she can rush out in no time!"

In this dark cloud-shrouded night, the surroundings were completely dark, only the lights on the boat were shaking violently in the wind and waves, as if they were going to go out soon.

Turner didn't know how Jack knew the status of the Interceptor. His own feeling was that the ship seemed to be tightly sealed by the surrounding darkness in this small and violent sea area, and it felt like it was abandoned by the world. claustrophobic.

He turned back to wipe the water off his face, found Gibbs who was tightening the knot, and said, "...If we don't slow down, we will be torn apart by the wind and waves!"

"Haha, Little William, everyone in the Caribbean knows—Jack always has a way to survive!" Gibbs laughed, and looked back at Jack S. Captain Palo.

I don't know how long it took, the torrential rain suddenly stopped, and the waves became more regular, pushing the Interceptor to rush out of the range covered by the dark clouds.

Luo Sanpao took off his hat and shook it, threw a few innocent crabs onto the deck, and started urging people to work again.

"You, check to see if the cabin is flooded. The cable can be loosened. Pull the anchor chain back!"

Jack didn't move, just reminded: "Pull down the lampshade a little, don't reveal where we are... We are almost there."

In a deserted bay more than ten nautical miles away, the pitch-black Black Pearl moored quietly under the moonlight, and its huge iron anchor hit the bottom of the sea.

"We have arrived... gentlemen. Years of curses and nightmares are coming to an end today. Let's get Miss Turner out!"

Hector Barbossa came down from the stairs, looked at the small island made of rocks in front of him, and the rock walls that were cut by knives and axes, and showed a gloomy and treacherous smile.

He stepped out of the shadow of the stern, and at once his skeleton appeared in the moonlight.

The pirates on the ship surrounded them. These skeletons were extremely excited, but it was absolutely impossible to tell from their facial expressions.

Miss Elizabeth was dragged out of the captain's cabin, and the ghostly atmosphere on the ship made her scream repeatedly.

"I hope you will cooperate with us, Miss Turner. In fact, your father 'Shoelace' Bill Turner is the key to our lifting the curse, but you and he shed the same blood after all!"

Captain Barbossa grinned, and the teeth of the skeleton head bumped up and down, making a clicking sound.

The young and beautiful lady was full of panic at this time, and she didn't know if she had any regrets. When she was caught on board, her head became hot, so she used the name "Turner".

The pirates laughed hysterically and sang unintelligible tunes, tied the girl into the boat, and sailed together to the middle of the roundabout, into the upright rock wall.

Only then did Elizabeth see clearly in the moonlight that there was a gap at the bottom of the rock wall, judging from the width, it was enough for several small boats to sail side by side.

Under the cave, the pirates returned to their human form, looking forward with dull eyes, repeating the words that made her shudder in a low voice: "...blood for blood..."

"Well, is it too late for me to regret it now? Actually, my surname is not Turner, but my surname is...Sparrow." Elizabeth suddenly turned her head and said, she was terribly scared in her heart, and a lot of questions about The story of the native religions of South America to come.

"Miss, it's not a good name to use as an excuse. You wouldn't have to die as 'Turner', but if you were 'Sparrow', I'd have to feed you to the sharks. Could you please?" Would you please be quiet?"

Barbossa turned and said with a wicked smile.

On the other side, parked next to the Black Pearl in the deep water area, a blue ship with a golden sash was quietly approaching.

Turner's head was already sweating, and so were the rest of the crew. Everyone except Luo Sanpao was looking at Jack Sparrow. In the end, it was Gibbs who couldn't bear it first, and asked Jack. Said: "This is also okay? We will be discovered as soon as we get close to it!"

"Hush——" Jack motioned for him to come over to take over the rudder, and glared at him: "We're taking the ship, do you know this is a serious matter? What are you yelling about, you've been fired from the commando, give me Take a good look at the Interceptor."

"Uh..." Gibbs shrank his head, but still walked over and held the rudder, following Jack's order, he boldly moved the boat close to the Black Pearl, until the turbulence between the two boats began to pull the boat over by itself , The Interceptor, which slowed down, lightly rubbed against the side of the Black Pearl.

Jack drew out the knife, took a small step forward as a matter of course, and stepped onto the black boat.

After walking two steps, he seemed to notice something, looked back, and urged: "What are you waiting for? The boat is taken, be careful not to shout."

"There's nothing to shout about..." Turner said in a low voice. There seemed to be no one on board, and there was no need to fight. Who would want to shout?

All the crew members of the Black Pearl had to participate in the ceremony to lift the curse, and the only Elizabeth who was not a crew member... Well, she was the sacrifice of that ceremony.

At once the quietest capture of the ship was accomplished, raising the Black Pearl's anchor chain and letting the ship float out to sea with the Interceptor.

The little blacksmith Wiltner seemed to have thought of nothing until now, grabbed Jack who was heading towards the steering wheel, and asked, "We are here to rescue Elizabeth, but Elizabeth is not here now..."

"Sorry, Turner. To be precise, I came to take back the Black Pearl, and you came to save Elizabeth... And I kept my promise and sent you here." Jack said, looking at him seriously: " Now Elizabeth must be safe...even if we wait a little longer. Now you have to figure out how to get her back."

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"No, what you said is not clear enough...Why did you find this place? Why didn't they hurt Elizabeth?"

Turner pressed on.

Jack Sparrow smiled softly, and said to Turner: "It seems that you really want to know. Well, it seems that they haven't come out so soon, we still have time to talk about this. Your Father Bill Turner, actually has the same curse as them... the 'Aztec' curse of becoming undead."

"The Aztecs...is that ancient civilization on this continent?" Turner, who was somewhat educated, responded after hearing this.

"Exactly... they used to be a civilization superior to ours, but now they are extinct. Their properties have been plundered, their descendants have been massacred, and the last generation of wizards has also been wiped out...but before they were wiped out, they issued the most vicious Curse of God. Whoever takes away their property will surely become undead in the moonlight, never able to have 'feeling'."

Jack said, looking up at the everlasting bright moon.

The dark clouds just now seem to have completely moved away from this sea area, and the moonlight sprinkled on the sea, rolling up bright silvery white among the waves.

"...until they return that fortune and wash away their sins with their own blood.

"You should have guessed the rest. Barbossa and the crew who betrayed me just found the Aztec treasure. They thought they had made a fortune, and used the money they got to frantically seek pleasure. To have fun, but it didn't take long to find out that food doesn't taste good in your mouth, you won't get drunk if you drink wine, and you don't have interest in sitting in your arms...