Time passed in a hurry, and several days passed in the blink of an eye.

The news of the heavy loss of ships in the 11th District of the 11th District Coast Guard was finally stabbed in the media.

On that day, citizens of the four cities of Naha, Okinawa, Ishigaki, and Miyayajima in Okinawa Prefecture saw the return of several dilapidated ships from the 11th Ward. Thinking of the scene when they went out in groups and mighty, only to come back with only a few broken ships left, people looked at each other and thought that war had broken out.

"Is there something going on?"

"Why are there so many of our ships?"

The media scrambled to exaggerate, and for a while, the news of the heavy losses in the 11th District of the Coast Guard appeared in the newspapers, and the residents of the 11th District did not believe it at first, but when the news was confirmed, they were all angry, and a kind of grievance that had been sneak attacked suddenly turned into irrepressible anger and began to be released.

"How long has it been since we had a war, and who can tell me what exactly is going on."

Someone posted a question online.

"Incompetent Security Agency bureaucrats should resign immediately!"

"What else can the Security Agency do besides sea rescue?"

"Replace someone who is capable, we need a guard who can keep us safe, not an actor who can only give speeches and apologize!"

"The Chief of the Coast Guard bears the main responsibility in this matter, and he should immediately explain the situation to the public and to the countless bereaved families, and apologize!"

The outraged began to leave messages on official platforms, pointing the finger at the head of the Coast Guard.

Banners were put up in the streets, white turbans were tied around their heads, and various homemade flags were waved in their hands.

Countless citizens and young people could not accept this situation and took to the streets one after another. Yes, we demand that the corrupt and incompetent bureaucrats at all levels of the Coast Guard immediately resign and apologize.

The anger continued to spread, and what was even more unacceptable to them was that after the initial report, the media suddenly changed its tone and began to treat the incident coldly.

This has fueled even more anger.

"Steel fraud, beef fraud, wage fraud, and now even the news is starting to be fake! How much more real is there in our country? ”

"We want the truth, not silence and deception!"

"Where exactly is our enemy, and why does the government not dare to open its mouth, even if it has been beaten so badly and sacrificed so many people, it does not dare to shout the voice of justice to the international community?"

Netizens left messages one after another, forming a powerful public opinion offensive.

Accusations, scolding, and angry voices came one after another, and in just a few days, the 11th district government was under great pressure, and Tsuruta Yoshitomi's approval rating fell sharply.

Of course, as photos of the broken ship appeared on the Internet, voices calling for peace and opposing war also began to rise. People saw that almost all of the returning ships had terrifying openings on them, as if they had been slashed by a giant scythe.

The shock brought them back to their senses and began to reflect on the dangers of war.

At a hospital in Naha City, Ryohiro Nagase stares blankly at the white ceiling.

Outside the window, the procession came and went, and the sound continued to hit his eardrums, making him look pained.

Just now, the "Executive Vice-Secretary" of the Japan Coast Guard Headquarters came to visit him and asked him about the day. After that, the executive secretary told him earnestly that he could rest assured that he would recuperate here and no longer have to pay attention to the situation outside.

Yoshihiro Nagase knew that his hopes of grabbing deep political capital and attempting to challenge him for the post of "chief" had been dashed.

The 11th District under his leadership was almost completely wiped out, and the Coast Guard did not let him come out to take responsibility, which was already the greatest care for him.

He thought, if he had known that this would be the result, would he have led the fleet out?

Recalling the two people who flew in the air that day, Yoshihiro Nagase's expression changed slightly.

It was a man and a woman, the man was very handsome, but he couldn't remember what he looked like. The woman has a deep memory, and this time it was the girl who looked beautiful.

But her methods are not as pleasing to the eye as her face, holding a giant crimson flame scythe, and her body is filled with an indescribable domineering momentum, and her expression is cold, like a proud queen, condescending.

Be decisive and merciless. To Yoshihiro Nagase, she is like a killing machine, and for one purpose, it seems that she can abandon all emotions.

Of course, the biggest impact on Ryohiro Nagase was neither the girl's domineering nor how sharp her attacks were, but this incident caused a slight crack in his perception of the world.

……

Haizhou, Puba Bay.

The waves gently crashed against the harbor's embankment.

The fishing boats returning from the ocean came to shore with shouts, and the accompanying fresh fish buyers sailed out of the port to contact the boat bosses long before the fishing boats docked, and negotiated the purchase while at sea.

As soon as they landed, under the command of the traders, the sturdy porters began to carry baskets of fresh fish from the boat.

In the heat of the day, a fishing boat named "Songpei" looks inconspicuous.

"Brother Xiangyuan, you made me wait......"

A middle-aged man in a white shirt with a slightly chubby body boarded the ship and greeted each other.

"Oh, Boss Qin......" Yun Xiangyuan had a smile on his face when he saw the person coming.

"How's it going? You've spent a few days more than usual on this trip! ”

"Alas, there are fewer and fewer fish roe in the original fishing grounds, what else can I do, I can only run a little farther......"

"Understand, understand!"

Boss Qin leaned over and whispered, "I heard the boss of the ship who went to sea with you say that you met the security department patrol ship of District 11?" It doesn't matter. ”

Yun Xiangyuan was stunned for a moment, "Yes, I met it, but fortunately, there was no danger." ”

"I've watched the news, and it's said that the security department's fleet has suffered heavy losses!"

Seeing Boss Qin's mysterious look, Yun Xiangyuan's expression stiffened slightly, and he snorted: "How do I know this, I'm just a fisherman." ”

"Yes, yes." Boss Qin knew that there was a story as soon as he saw Yun Xiangyuan's expression, but he didn't continue to probe, "Don't talk about this, show me the goods, you told me to wait, my restaurant is about to close due to out of stock......"

Yun Xiangyuan said with a smile: "How can it, Boss Qin has three heads and six arms, and there are several restaurants, and the ship will not run out of goods without me......"

"Don't flatter me to Brother Yuan, the business is getting worse and worse now, and the supply is very critical!"

Saying that under the leadership of Yun Xiangyuan, he inspected the goods frame by frame, and felt satisfied, Boss Qin immediately followed the old rules, purchased half a boatload of fresh fish from Yun Xiangyuan in one go, contacted the cold chain team that had been waiting for a long time, and began to unload the goods from the ship.

After the transportation was completed and the account was settled, Boss Qin warmly said goodbye to Yun Xiangyuan.

On the way back, he snorted: "This elder brother Xiang is so strict-mouthed, and he still wants to fool me, I have heard someone say that he should have returned to Hong Kong a long time ago, but he met the warship halfway, and then turned back with the warship." ”

"Well, there's a story here, it seems that the accident of the fleet of the 11th District Coast Guard really has something to do with us."

Boss Qin, who thought he had gotten the essentials, was in a very happy mood, feeling that he had mastered a secret that no one else knew, humming a small tune, and a pleasure of "living better than others" surrounded him.

Suddenly, a person walked out in front of him, and Boss Qin, who was immersed in his thoughts, was not paying attention, and hurriedly braked suddenly, shaking out a cold sweat: "Wocao, it's over, I hit someone!" ”

He hurriedly got out of the car, but found that there was no one on the ground, and in retrospect, he didn't seem to have the frustration of hitting something just now.

"Did you hit a ghost? But it's daylight! ”

Boss Qin's face turned pale with fright.

At this time, a voice came from behind him: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, layman, please look back." ”

Boss Qin turned around and saw an old Taoist priest in a cyan Taoist robe walking towards him with wind at his feet, obviously a distance of more than ten meters, and he walked in two or three steps.

This old man was dusty, and there was some dust on his body, but even so, he still stroked his gray beard and held the dust in his hand, looking like a fairy wind bone.

"Dao...... The Taoist ......"

"Layman, Poor Dao thinks that you are very close to me, and Layman is willing to abandon the glitz of this earthly world and enjoy this world with Poor Dao?"

“……”

"Would a layman be willing to worship under the Poor Dao?"

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