Oriental Ghost Sea Chapter 54 The Fat Man's Old Friend

I was caught between these two people, and I didn't know what the situation was with the two of them, so I thought it would be better to watch the play first, so as not to rush up and make none of us feel uncomfortable.

A loud bang suddenly came from the direction of the dark-skinned man, and he was slamming his fist into the iron plate of the cabin. A few people who had been woken up by the quarrel between the two men watched the excitement at the door of the cabin, and apparently no one dared to come up to mediate the atmosphere.

"Hmph...... That bastard did it on purpose, don't you even understand this? The dark-skinned man snorted coldly and said.

The fat man rubbed his eyes with his hand and smiled coldly: "Are you a three-year-old child?" He was killed by my own hands, if I remember correctly, he had been dead for more than half a year when that incident happened, so why did he turn into a ghost and frame you. ”

The dark-skinned man gasped and said, "That bastard wasn't dead at all, he was just acting in front of us." ”

After saying that, the fat man looked a little unnatural, but he still managed to stabilize himself calmly. I could hear him let out a long, small breath. Now I didn't leave, but I just stood there stunned.

"You wait, I have something, you can look at it and understand." The dark-skinned man screamed, and then turned back to the cabin.

I leaned against the fence on the side of the ship, and it didn't take long for the dark-skinned man to come out with something, a blue document bag.

When he got to him, he threw the blue document bag at the fat man's side. The fat man immediately caught it, and I wondered what it was, so I deliberately moved it to a place where I could see it.

The blue file bag was opened, and there were not many things inside, only a few pieces of paper, and the fat man pulled out the paper in the file bag, and the first thing that bore the brunt of it was a black and white printed photo.

Although the photo is printed in black and white, it can be seen that the print resolution should be very high, unlike other random missing person notices, where the portrait is completely pasted.

In the photo, a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap is taken from an angle that is obviously not a pose, and the angle of view is slightly low, as if the person taking the photo took a camera or a mobile phone at the height of his waist.

Candid shooting, this is the first thought that pops up after watching it. The person in the photo was about ten meters away from the photographer, and he seemed to be a little aware of it, and deliberately lowered the brim of the cap.

In the background, you can see that it is a densely populated street, and more than a dozen people enter the camera together. The reason why I can see the subject of this photo at a glance is because only his face is clear in the photo, and the others facing the camera are all looking like glue.

The shops on the side of the street have sticking out of the signboard, at first glance it is not a domestic style, I can recognize some English letters on the text, but it must not be English, because the writing of the letters is completely different from English, some hooks or other special strokes are elongated.

Beneath the printed paper were several report-like sheets, and as I tried to look at what was written on them, the dark-skinned man spoke again.

"This is a year after you left, our undercover agent was photographed in Chiang Rai Province, and reliable sources say that his old forces have co-opted him again. It's even more rampant than before. ”

Chiang Rai Province seems to me to be a border city in Thailand, bordering Laos and Myanmar, and some people may not know its original name, but in fact it has a particularly famous name in the world, called the "Golden Triangle".

My heart trembled, these people couldn't have been drug dealers, listening to the meaning of his words, it seems that a few years ago they had something to do with fat people, and they can't be fat people. It's an undercover agent and what kind of force, it won't sound like a serious thing.

The fat man looked at the content of the report under the photo, his whole body trembled slightly, and he could clearly hear the sound of his teeth squeezing and rubbing against each other.

After a while, he put the pieces of paper back into the file bag and handed them back to the dark-skinned man.

"I remember when you left, you were already promoted to lieutenant, why are you like this now?" The fat man was expressionless, and his tone was still cold.

Obviously, the contents of the document bag still let the fat man know something, and although the tone was cold, it was not so radical.

The dark-skinned man let out a long sigh and tore open his trouser leg, and I found that there were six wounds on his calf more than a foot long, and the wounds were white and raised, and the mere look at them made me feel a little frightened.

After a while, he put down his pants and said: "I was blown up by a grenade, I almost didn't save it, and now there is a steel plate in it, and the soldier can't be a soldier, so I can only change jobs, you know, I can't be a leader with this temperament, so I took some more money." Not long after I came out, the money was spent, and I was just like that, so don't you eat now. ”

The dark-skinned man had a very helpless expression, and after a pause, he suddenly asked again: "How is Lao He now, is he better?" ”

Originally, I thought that the atmosphere had begun to ease up a little, but as soon as he said this, the fat man's face instantly darkened again, and he said coldly: "It's dead." ”

"Ah......h

After the fat man finished his last sentence, he walked away, but this time he went directly into the cabin, and it seemed that eighty percent would not leave.

As soon as he left, I was left hanging out, and I didn't know what to say, so I had to smirk twice at the dark and sturdy man in front of me.

A few sailors who were originally at the door of the cabin saw that the fat man was gone, and they also came over, and one of them came up and asked, "Old Dai, what is your situation?" The man pointed to the door of the cabin and said.

This dark-skinned man is supposed to be a surname, or at least a pronoun in his name, that's why these people call him that.

The old generation seemed to have a very high status on the ship, and said: "It's okay, that's my brother, I haven't seen him for a long time." After saying that, he waved his hand and asked a few people to do what they should do.

Seeing this, the few people who came up around them couldn't stay any longer, so they all returned to the cabin. I was about to leave, and it was so embarrassing to stand here. As a result, he walked out less than two steps, and was stopped by the old generation.

"You're his friend?" The old man asked.

I was stunned for a moment before I replied, "Because it should be." ”

Unexpectedly, he continued to ask me: "What are you doing here, and what is he doing now?" ”

As soon as he spoke, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, and said who the hell are you, why should Lao Tzu tell you, not to mention that I don't know why I came here, even if I know, I can't tell you this tone.

I thought so in my heart, but I couldn't say it on my lips, this big black man was full of muscles, and he was unhappy if he didn't say a word, maybe he could come up and cut me right away.

"This question you asked, I'm really a little difficult to answer you, I'm not too familiar with the fat man, I see you've known each other for a long time, you don't know, where do I know." I had a smile on my face like the translator next to the little devil in a TV series.

"Fifteen years, I've known him for fifteen years. Ten years of comrade-in-arms, and then he was discharged from the army because of some things, and I don't even fucking know what he has been doing all these years. The old generation sighed for a while.

"He really served as a soldier." I was amazed to hear this. Then he immediately added: "Special forces? ”

Before we knew it, the two of us were in the cabin and arrived at the old man's bed.

The old man sat in the hammock and nodded, and smiled softly: "Yes, from enlistment to selection and training, we are all together." ”

After speaking, I also turned out a plastic photo from a wooden box at the head of the bed, and when I opened the box, I saw that there were many military merit medals in the box, among which there were two second-class merit medals that I could see clearly.

The photo shows three men in military uniforms hugging each other, with automatic rifles hanging from their arms, probably six or seven years ago.

There is no change in the old generation in the photo, it is still the same as it is now, the difference is that there is no scar on the face, and the photo is slightly whiter.

He was standing on one side, and the person on the other side I looked at for a long time before I realized that he should be fat, he was only a little fat at that time, but the fat was not very obvious, and now he has been blessed to another extent.

The person in the middle, with a delicate face and a serious expression, looks old, and his age can be seen to be not very old, and he may be three or four years older than me when he takes pictures.

As soon as I thought about it, I knew that this person Bacheng was the old He in the mouth of the old generation, He is a surname, and most of them will not appear in the name.

Pointing to the person in the middle, I blurted out: "This is Lao He?" ”

Looking at the appearance of the old generation, my guess is not wrong, but as soon as I mentioned him, the old generation's face showed a trace of sentimentality.

"He Zheng, the three of us are soldiers of the same year, and now we should be dead."

I don't know why I suddenly gossiped so much, grabbed the head and started asking endlessly, but their things really interested me.

"Gee, how did you get to where you are now," my gossip heart gradually ignited by this.

Before the old generation could speak, a voice suddenly came from behind the curtain in the deepest part of the cabin: "Little fart, don't ask about anything." The fat man inside snorted coldly, and he didn't say anything else.

The old generation shook his head and sighed: "It's a long story, I'll talk to you when I have a chance." ”

At this point, I can't force it anymore, it seems that the fat man doesn't want to let it be mentioned again, so I have to just stop talking. When I returned to the cabin, I asked the full name of the old generation, after all, they are definitely a few years older than me, and it is still not good to call the old generation.

His name is quite domineering, called Dai Zhan, saying that his father participated in the self-defense counterattack war back then, and when he was born, the border did not stop. His father was dedicated to serving the country, and just in time for his birth, he gave him such a name. The old generation doesn't care about this, just let me call it that.