Is the word on this note true or false? What will be the relationship between the Imperial Spirit and the East China Sea? Could it be that the little fart is now trapped on a small island in the East China Sea?

My heart suddenly lit up, remembering that the little girl in my dream had been swimming in the water, could this be just to tell me that she was in the ocean now.

That's a problem!

Because the East China Sea is so big, it is connected to the Pacific Ocean, and there are countless islands on it, and the note says that it is an island in the East China Sea, but it does not say which island it is.

"Xiaobai, something is wrong! We didn't notify anyone after we moved and no one knew the location of our new home except the landlord......"

The fat man scratched his head, his face full of suspicion.

He has a point.

If you think about it, the fact that this person was able to enter the living room and leave this note without us knowing it was clearly not malicious to us, but was just providing clues and hints.

Is the guy who left the note someone we know? Who could he be?

The first thing that came to my mind was the landlord, but our landlord was an old lady in her sixties, she dressed fashionably all day, was intoxicated with ballroom dancing, and she had never met anyone except for the usual rent collection and contact us on WeChat.

I'm afraid this old lady doesn't even know what the Imperial Spirit is, so how can she provide clues?

Could it be Boss Qin or a colleague of Tiandihe?

Everyone knows about the disappearance of the little stinky fart, but they haven't come to our new home yet, in other words, they know that we live near the company, but they don't know where it is.

Besides, if there are clues and news, Boss Qin and his colleagues can contact me face-to-face or by phone, so why bother using this kind of inexplicable note?

The second senior sister is even more not, she is far away in South China, and even if there is a situation, she will communicate with me on the phone.

From this line of thought, the person who left the note was clearly unwilling to meet us, and even the words on the note were printed, probably for fear of being recognized......

All of a sudden, I woke up like I had been enlightened. I looked at the fat man in a daze and said that in addition to the landlord, there was another person who knew the address of our new home.

That man...... It's my master!

As I mentioned earlier, when I moved, I was afraid that Master would not find me on Huiwen East Road, so I left a note on the table in the small shop with the detailed address of our newly rented house.

The person who left the note turned out to be Master!

But why wouldn't he want to see me? How many things are the old man hiding from me, and what is his real purpose in doing this?!

And those two sets of Arabic numerals, what do they mean?

Lao Bi flew in from the window and saw me and the fat man in the living room, stinky and noisy: "You two boys are doing well today, and I am here to welcome Lord Ben home, hurry!" I'll serve tea to adults......"

Where do I have time to talk to the fat bird, and I'm busy showing it the note.

Lao Bi retracted his wings and landed on the coffee table, tilted his mouth and looked at the note for a long time, saying that you two farmers fork, this number is not obviously a coordinate! It dawned on me that these two sets of numbers represent latitude and longitude respectively.

Turning on the computer, I entered these two sets of numbers into the satellite map according to the direction of the latitude and longitude lines, and the search cross cursor was quickly located after a while of calculation, pointing to the East China Sea, which is a vast ocean.

This area is bordered by the Zhoushan Islands on the left, the vast Pacific Ocean on the right, South Korea and Japan on the top, and the treasure island of Taiwan diagonally below, which should be on the dividing line of China's territorial waters.

I zoomed in and out until the magnification could no longer be adjusted, and then I found a vague island in the center of the locked-in area cursor.

Is the little fart trapped on this island? But it's so far away from our province, how the hell did she get there? There are more and more questions in my mind.

There could be no mistake with the photos taken on the satellite map, and as the island on the screen became clearer, I saw that the island was unnamed, and it was semi-circular, somewhat resembling a strange fish and a shell.

Looking at the silhouette of the island, I felt a sense of déjà vu. After a few recollections, I realized that the photos provided in the post of the seven-day desert island expedition I saw yesterday were almost exactly the same!

Things seem to be starting to get mysterious. What is the connection between a desert island that is developing tourism resources and a small stinky fart?

I told the fat man and Lao Bi about it, and one person and one bird were also suspicious. I searched for the registration post on the Internet, but I couldn't find the post.

Notice that it is not sinking, but disappearing. Years of experience in mixed forums have taught me that when this happens, most of the time the poster deletes the post on their own.

Why delete the post? Could it be that the number of people who have signed up is enough?

Staring at the large blank space on the search bar on the monitor, I suddenly felt a little thoughtful.

There are hundreds of travel sign-up posts like this every day, even on small forums that are not well known.

They attracted netizens to sign up with their fancy tricks, but they were inexplicably deleted later, leaving no evidence at all.

For such a small forum established by private individuals, the data of posts can be kept on the server for a few days, and it is unknown whether it will be archived.

The poster, that is, the organizer, claims to be a travel company, but their qualifications, scale, and whether they are formal are not clear, and these netizens who signed up for this trip, and even their safety are completely out of control.

However, the so-called existence is reasonable, how many young people who go online are trying to solve the cookie-cutter and boring life, for them, new and exciting travel is the only pleasure in life, even if there is danger lurking.

At this moment, I naturally don't have the heart to criticize these social chaos, no matter whether this note is true or not, and no matter what mysteries there are on the small island in the East China Sea, as long as I can find even the slightest clue about the little girl, I am willing to give it a try.

I began to study the route with the fat man, and Lao Bi became rare and became serious, insisting on following us. This point makes me look at the fat bird with admiration.

Don't look at Lao Bi who brags all day long and is not serious, and he also flirts with the little stinky fart every once in a while, it calls people "little wife", and asks for some cheapness in the mouth, but the little girl really has an accident, but it is serious.

According to the map and navigation route, we will first arrive in Zhoucheng, Zhejiang, and then take a boat to the coastal edge of the Zhoushan Islands.

Once there, there was no land further east, and the only way to get to the island in the East China Sea was to sail by boat.