Chapter 252: Out to Sea
"Lamp...... Dum light ......"
My eyes were a little painful, but my eyes were able to open wider, and I finally saw what was in front of me, it was an honest incandescent light bulb, the tungsten filament in it flickered brightly and dimly, the light was dim, and even the bulb was surrounded by a layer of sludge, which seemed to have not been changed for a long time.
Around the light bulb, the "roof" was also full of dust, and the corners were covered with disgusting cobwebs.
The snoring in my ears grew clearer until my hearing was restored, and the shouting had overtaken the sound of the waves, and eventually outweighed the somewhat annoying sound of the engine.
My neck seemed to have finally regained some strength, and I turned my head slightly to the side, surprised to find that I was lying on a bed at this time!
And this bed resembles the kind of bunk in the countryside, and on each of them lies one on it, either hardcover or thin, and most of them are dark-skinned, and everyone seems to be asleep.
From a distance, this paved shop is more than ten meters long, and there are more than a dozen people lying on it at this time, and the position they occupy is obviously the largest.
Everyone was snoring, which is why the sound was so loud all the time.
After all, there is no reason for the repertoire played in your ears?
The recovery of my neck improved a bit, and I leaned forward, but it was difficult to see what was in front of me, and I could only find in the dim light that there was a row of bunks on the opposite side that was the same as ours.
"These people?" I wondered a little in my heart, everyone had very dark skin, and most of them were red, and I was undoubtedly the fairest of them.
I wanted to see what the people lying across from me were like, but my neck couldn't support the movement that made me hold my head up, and I ended up sweating, so I had to give up.
The sound of the waves outside is still the same, and there seems to be a gust of sea breeze blowing slowly from a distance, and the smell of the sea just now is accompanied by here.
It's just that after passing through the nearly twenty men with red fruits, the fresh sea breeze has also become a little dirty, that is, the slightly fishy smell I smelled just now.
The breath and body odor of twenty men were cloudy together, and it was strange that the smell could be good.
Although I don't have a habit of cleanliness, my clothes and living environment are still very clean on weekdays, and I feel this feeling when I feel it, so naturally I feel a little uncomfortable.
I don't know who they are, but I can roughly guess from their clothes and appearances that they should be migrant workers, but why did they appear here, could it be thrown onto a smuggled boat?......
But shouldn't the average smuggling boat be airtight? Why do you feel the slightly dirty sea breeze again? Or was it thrown on a construction site close to the sea?
But why did the waves feel like the hull of the ship, and even more so that my body couldn't help but shake again?
"I should be on the boat...... Thinking of this, my arm was finally able to use some strength, I slowly supported my upper body, my head was dizzy, and there was still some pain in the back of my head where I was hit.
As I sat down on the bed, I found that my clothes had been changed, replaced by a torn waistcoat that pilled, and that I was covered in scars, apparently from the battle I had experienced some time ago.
Of course, it's more appropriate to say that I'm passively beaten than fighting, after all, I haven't dealt with anyone either.
I shook my head, my brain became a little uncomfortable with the shaking movements, and I still felt a little unclear in front of me, I tried to think back, I wanted to recall the things I had experienced, and I also wanted to recall the clues of this time, and I wanted to be able to think about how I ended up here.
But unfortunately, after I collected all the clues in my brain, I still can't recall it, and the last picture is still very familiar, as if it is still playing out in front of me, the seemingly ordinary man gave an order, and the back of his head was smashed, and he honestly "slept" over.
When I woke up, I was in this place.
Turning his head to look for more clues, he finally saw a small door in the distance through the crowd, and I could see clearly where I was at this time.
I was sitting on the top bunk of a bunk bed, and I was in the innermost corner of the bed, all the beds were flat together, and the rest of the dozen or so people were sleeping soundly, and I poked my head slightly, and there were still more than a dozen people sleeping underneath.
The same is true on the bed opposite, except that there are just some miscellaneous items piled up on the bottom bunk, and there is nothing superfluous.
As my body shook, I could see the scene outside through the small door in the distance.
The water was choppy, a bright moon hung in the sky, and in the distance it was still endless, as if there was nothing but sea water.
With the fluctuation of the hull and the tiresome thud of the boat, I finally realized that it was a small fishing boat.
I just don't understand why I'm here.
I also wanted to observe the people around me, hoping to find someone who could ask what was going on, but the rest of them were still asleep, and I couldn't speak.
I was a little annoyed in my heart, I knew that Director Zhang had so many means, and I had to choose to fight him, and now I was left on the fishing boat, which was obviously sailing on the sea, whether I went out to sea to fish or found a remote place and threw myself down, I really don't dare to speculate.
I sat on the bed, stunned for a long time, and finally a young voice came from beside me.
"Hey! I'm talking about you! You're awake! ”
The sudden sound made me shudder, but I couldn't help but be overjoyed in my heart, as if I hadn't heard anyone speak for a long time, I turned my head to look, only to see that the man who was lying next to me was also sitting up at this time, and was scanning me up and down with a curious gaze.
Seeing me look at him, grinning, the teeth in his mouth were very uneven, even a little black, and this person should not be very old, only in his early twenties, his thin body was tanned, and he said to me: "Hey, your skin is so white, are all the people in the city so white?" ”