Chapter 242: The Salvage Brigade of the Drinking City

"Wow, you'll hunt ghosts! It's amazing~" Wu Caicai couldn't help but cheer.

She had never seen Wanxi exert her spiritual power, and she always thought that Wanxi was just a woman in the boudoir who had no power to restrain the chicken.

Wanxi is used to being low-key, "Where can I catch ghosts, it's that this box has the power to seal evil." ”

"Give this box to the adjutant, he'll take care of it." The Jin warlord frowned and said to Wanxi.

The box was handed to the adjutant, and the Kim warlord pulled him aside and whispered.

No one else could hear what they were talking about, and Wanxi could hear it clearly after using some spiritual power.

The adjutant asked the Jin warlord: "This box is so bad, or I will send someone to find a place to bury it." ”

"No, I haven't figured out who brought it or what the purpose is." The golden warlord shoved a cigar into his mouth, and the lighter just lit up.

The adjutant arched his palm to help him fend off the wind on the dock, "That...... I'm going to check the origin of the box? ”

"I'll deal with the arms later, check this box first." The warlord Jin seems to think it is more important to find out the origin of the chest.

The adjutant thought for a while and said, "Can I take the box and let Lord Bai take a look?" ”

"It's weird-tempered, if you can coax it to help you, it's easy to find out." The Golden Warlord took a puff of his cigar and refreshed his entire body.

The adjutant took the order and retreated with the box.

White-sama?!

Those who can be honored by the Jin warlords in private are either equal in status with the Jin warlords, or they are nobles with more noble bloodlines.

There are only a handful of such characters, and there is no one with the surname Bai at all.

Could it be a foreigner......

By the way, it may be a foreigner.

Foreigners are transliterated into Chinese, and there are many white characters that start with white characters.

Lord Bai may be a priest who can exorcise demons, so it makes sense.

After the adjutant left with the suitcase, the minfu hired by the Jin warlord continued to go into the water to find Wanxi's lost suitcase.

Under the salvage back and forth, there are many similar suitcases.

It's just that most of them are full of munitions, and there is a box full of watches.

"Even the smugglers have watches." The Jin warlord asked himself that the security check of the "Makuhu" was very strict, but it was sunk by a bomb at once.

There were so many smugglers, and the watches were all Swiss.

Any one is worth a lot of money, let alone a box.

I'm really angry with the golden warlord!

If it weren't for the fact that all the people on the Makuhu were dead, he really wanted to ask his subordinates what they were eating.

It was close to noon, but the wind did not lighten.

Seeing that the tide is about to rise, the river waves are very turbulent.

Wu Caicai came here for fun, and waited on the shore for so long.

I couldn't help but feel bored and yawned, "Why hasn't the Wanxi box been found yet, it's been salvaged for so long." ”

The people grew up inland, and the water is good in the local area.

Compared with the coastal fishermen, it is much worse, and they go down with their bare hands.

Many of them can't stand it anymore, and their faces are blue and unsustainable.

"Maybe in the explosion, it would have been blown up and shattered a long time ago." Wanxi said softly.

She really couldn't bear to toss these innocent people, hoping that they would take the bounty back sooner.

The Jin warlord's eyes were gloomy, and he threw the cigar he had smoked on the ground, "No! The Wanli Treasure Crate has gone through so many wars and has been preserved several times, and it is impossible for it to be destroyed so easily. ”

"That'...... Do you want to keep looking? The floating man swallowed dryly and stared at the Jin warlord.

There are a lot of guests on the passenger ship, and there are really a lot of suitcases in the water.

Blown up, damaged, or well-preserved.

After salvaging for so long, I'm actually trying my luck to see if I can happen to get what the Jin warlord wants.

After all, it will take time to salvage them all, and it will take a long time.

The man who was pulling the rope on the side suddenly shouted, "The situation is a little wrong, Zhu Si hasn't come up for more than 20 minutes." ”

"Pull it up." An officer beside the Jin warlord said.

The man withdrew the rope for a long time and pulled Zhu Si up under the water.

Zhu Si had already drowned below, and he drank a lot of water before drowning, and his stomach was bulging like a pregnant woman who had been pregnant for seven or eight months.

Seeing that he had died, the other people blamed him, "Why don't you pull him up." ”

"Zhu Sishui's nature is not good, so I let you look at ......"

……

He ...... He didn't give the signal, I didn't know he had a problem underwater. The man was also confused.

They have their own rules in this business, and underwater operations are too dangerous.

Especially without any professional equipment, it is even more life-or-death.

If anyone has a problem underwater, it's important to help each other to ensure the highest survival rate for your team.

Those who have tied ropes and those on the shore also need to work together.

There is a special code word between them, pulling the rope three times means pulling up.

Two clicks indicate that the rope is continued, and the depth may not be enough.

Wanxi looked at Zhu Si's body for a while, and faintly felt that there was a yin qi on him.

He rolled up his sleeves and lifted his collar.

The neck under the collar is clean and white, and there is nothing strange to see.

Wanxi was not reconciled, and checked her wrists, arms, and thighs again.

The people around the onlookers were all talking.

said that the pregnant woman in this golden mansion was really open, touching the dead body of this strange man.

Hearing these piercing slanderous sounds, my fingers couldn't help but tremble.

She cared about the name festival in her heart, and she couldn't watch others poke her spine like this.

I was so helpless that I couldn't continue to check at all.

"You foolish people know what a fart, the Qing Dynasty is dead, and you still talk about feudal things." Wu Caicai is extremely protective, and the discussions of the people around her make her angry and pull out her gun.

As soon as the gun was fired into the sky, "Peng-" came down.

No one dares to talk nonsense anymore, but the graceful eyes are still full of disdain.

The Jin warlord bent down and said to Wanxi: "What are you afraid of, they are talking about the Jin Mansion, and no one knows that you are the young lady of the Wu Mansion." ”

"Great handsome ......" Wanxi looked up at the Jin warlord.

The Jin Warlord smiled warmly, as if encouraging her.

She had checked the whole body of the big man, but she hadn't seen it on his back.

whispered to the Jin warlord, and the Jin warlord immediately called for someone to turn over the dead Zhu Si.

Sure enough, there was a deep tooth mark on his back shoulder.

The blood stains on the tooth marks had not yet dried, and the blood had turned a poisoned green color.

When Wanxi got up, she was a little dizzy, "Sure enough, she didn't die normally." ”

"Hurry up and count the number of people." The Jin warlord is a soldier, with a strong ability to withstand it, and his head is also turning fast.

The leader of this improvised salvage team immediately counted the number of people who had floated ashore.

The pier is more lively, and it is easy to be dizzy when it is crowded.

It's hard to notice if there are fewer people, and there are really three or four fewer in one count.

Someone said: "The person who didn't come up must have had an accident below, it's been so long!" ”

"It's something that is harmful to people underwater!! Zhu Si has traces of being bitten on his back, maybe it is a water snake. ”

……

Everyone was talking about it, and there was fear on their faces.

The "Makuhu" Wanxi sat all the way over and never found anything abnormal, but she didn't expect so many secrets to be hidden on the ship.

Every secret is like a messy thread, and it is impossible to sort out the situation.

Not far away, another team of people came.

At first, her vision was a little blurry, and she rubbed her eyes a few times.

After struggling with his consciousness, his mind slowly cleared up and saw the person clearly.

The men were wearing blue police uniforms and carrying rifles.

Behind the group were about twenty people in red coats, with their arms and legs bared in the cold.

The red gown is neat and uniform, and it should be uniformly distributed.

There is also a special police badge of the police station on it, and a line of small characters is embroidered on the police badge -

"Xudu Salvage Brigade".

"Ouch, what kind of wind is blowing Jin Dashuai, you are here." The leader's belly is not small, and he came over with a shy stomach, not like a policeman at all.

The Jin warlord's face was indifferent, "My niece's luggage fell in the river, so I will find someone to help her salvage it." ”

"This little thing can be a big thing for you, so it's good to hand it over to the small one." The fat-headed, big-eared man rubbed his hands together and looked flattering.

The Jin warlord smiled faintly, "I'm also afraid of disturbing you, so I don't dare to disturb." ”

"You...... Is this niece's stuff on the ship that exploded? The man asked.

Warlord Jin tapped his fingers on the holster at his waist and stared at him for a while, "She was lucky to get off the ship before it was blown up, but everything she was carrying sank with the ship." ”

"That's really a blessing in misfortune, and an order has been issued from above, so that we must salvage the remains of the Makuhu and the remains of the victims."

The fat-headed and big-eared man took out a pack of newly opened cigarettes and gave one to the Jin warlord, "The lowly salvage team is professional, and you can help the marshal keep an eye on it." ”

"Sorry, I only smoke cigars."

The Jin warlord invisibly pretended to be a force, rejected the man's "Hademen", and said to Wanxi, "Wan'er, don't thank the deputy director in advance, this salvage team of their police department is famous, and it will definitely help you find something." ”

The deputy director had a dry smile on his face, and the hand handing the cigarette froze in the air awkwardly for a moment before retracting it, "I almost forgot your habit, it's a lowly negligence." ”

"Wan'er thanked the deputy director, there are things my husband gave me in the box, which is very memorable, so I'll leave everything to you." Wan Xi blessed her body and said politely.

"You're welcome, I'll do my best, find it, and I'll give it to you as soon as possible." The deputy director politely agreed on the surface, but in his heart he was slandering.

Of course, he had to find Wanxi's suitcase carefully and carefully, and Shangfeng had already sent a secret telegram, asking him to rush to the front to salvage the remains of the Makuhu.

Find out the truth about the bombing, and at the same time salvage the Wanxi box.

And get the treasure box in the box and secretly send it back to Shanghai.

If this can be done, he will be just around the corner.

With a wave of his hand, the Jin warlord asked the people to come ashore, "You all come up." ”

"Come up, come up!"

The officer beside the Jin warlord urged the people, "What are you doing grinding in the water, don't get in the way of the policemen." ”

In front of the people of the city, he asked his subordinates to distribute the prepared dry towels and dry clothes.

If you get dressed, you can also drink a bowl of ginger soup to ward off the cold.

The professional salvage team of the police department used to go out to salvage, but they had never enjoyed this treatment, and they all looked at it tightly.

The Jin warlord added another fire, and said heroically: "Those who salvaged things just now will go to collect the reward money by themselves." ”