"This," I was stunned for a moment, "is this someone calling for help?" ”

Old Lei Tou bent down, fiddled with the radio station, and then patted it hard with his hand, "What a!" Then he straightened up and looked out into the sea, and we followed through the cockpit glass, but there were no ships in sight in front of us.

"It seems that there are other ships in the nearby waters besides us." The second uncle said.

Lao Lei Tou said with some regret: "It's a pity, in our situation, we can't go out to save people at all, the wind and waves are strong outside, not only can we not save people if we go out rashly, I'm afraid we have to take it ourselves." Unless, they are also in the eye of the storm. ”

The second uncle smiled, "How is this possible?" This eye of the storm is not big, we didn't see any ships just now! ”

And at this moment, Wen Mo, who was standing outside the cabin, suddenly said: "They may be in the eye of the storm." ”

"What did you say?" We were inexplicably surprised by Wenmo's words, so we also walked to the deck.

Wen Mo pointed to our rear, "Look! ”

Following the direction of his finger, we were shocked to find that a fishing boat of about the same size had ghostly appeared behind us at some point.

"This, when did this ship appear? And it's not our boat around here! Old Lei Tou looked at the boat, "I basically know all the boats on the shore nearby. ”

The second uncle frowned, "Then who will these be?" With that, the second uncle walked to the back side of the ship and looked at the ship carefully, but there was no movement on it.

The ship was getting closer and closer to ours, and it should have been faster than we were, and it was gradually keeping pace with ours. Suddenly, the cockpit radio rang again, and the somewhat faint and eerie voice sounded again: "Help...... Help me...... I...... 3542....... "This time it's a little clearer than the last time, but it's still a heavy noise, and with the staccato sound, we can only distinguish it."

"Second uncle," I said, pointing to the ship next to me, "did you say that this distress signal was sent by this ship?" If it were them, they would have already arrived here, and there would be no danger, why would they still send distress signals. ”

"Maybe it's not them, but," the second uncle frowned and thought about it, "The ship next to it is also quite strange, it stands to reason that it escaped the storm and met other ships, why didn't anyone come out to take a look?" ”

Hearing the second uncle's words, I nodded, so I walked to the side of the boat and shouted to the boat over there, "Hey! Is there anyone? Is there anyone on board? ”

The ship remained silent, without a single response. I was wondering, and suddenly I saw the words written on the hull of the boat, although the first two words were mottled, but the back could still be seen: Yu 3542!

Why do I think these four numbers sound so familiar! I thought to myself, and I couldn't help but read it out in my mouth: "Fishing 3542? 3542？ ”

Wen Mo next to him said lightly: "The distress signal on the radio just now seems to have mentioned this number!"

"That's right!" I remembered the reminder of the scripture ink, so that I can be sure that this ship is the ship that sent a distress signal, but it is quite stable at the moment.

It was a little weird that things turned out like this, so I suggested that I should go to the ship and have a look.

The second uncle was reluctant, and felt that it was better not to make extraneous branches. But the old thunder head did not think so, he said that if he received a distress signal at sea, if the conditions permitted, he must try to rescue, this is the rule passed down from the ancestors.

Although I have a closer relationship with my second uncle, I still support Lao Leitou's idea. In the end, we decided to go over and have a look, we kept the boat as close to the boat as possible, and Wenmo and I changed into wetsuits and brought waterproof flashlights. Then Wenmo jumped over first, and then connected the two boats together with ropes. I climbed over through the attached rope again, and the second uncle and the old thunder head stayed on the boat.

Wenmo and I looked around on the deck now, and it was all some basic things, so that there was nothing out of the ordinary. We walked into the cockpit and found that there was no one in there. The radio microphone was dangling to the side, dangling with the hull of the ship.

No one? This situation reminds me of a long-standing sea legend - ghost ship! Is this a ghost ship? Thinking of this, my back was cold, and I couldn't help but look at Wenmo next to me, but Wenmo had a calm face and calmly observed the surrounding situation. His attitude made my emotions stabilize a lot.

Then we came to the cabin, which was still empty, with some daily necessities scattered on the floor, and the whole cabin looked cluttered. The two of us rummaged through it at random, and basically didn't find anything useful. It seems that this is just an ordinary fishing boat.

We speculate that the ship was originally abandoned and happened to be blown here by a storm, and at the moment, it seems that this is the only case that is more plausible.

Wenmo and I were about to return to our ship, when suddenly, several strange sounds came from the cargo hold below the ship. Is there someone down there?

Wenmo and I glanced at each other, and couldn't help but press our hands on the short knife on our waists, we walked down the stairs, and suddenly pulled the cargo door open to find that the cargo compartment was almost full of water. Seeing this situation, I wondered for a while, the ship had entered so much water, and I was amazed that it had not sunk.

Looking at this full warehouse of water, I wondered if there was any need to go down and have a look. And when I was hesitating, Wenmo had already patted me, motioned for me to go down and have a look, and asked me to wait here. I told him to be careful. Wen Mo nodded, and suddenly submerged in the water. I watched as a halo of light lit up from underwater. Slowly dived.

I waited on it for a while, but I didn't see Wenmo come back. I couldn't help but be a little worried, although looking at the black water below, my heart was a little weak, but I still decided to go down and have a look, so as not to have an accident with Wenmo, after all, this is not land.

I turned on the flashlight in my hand, and was about to jump into the water, suddenly, I saw a splash under the water, as if something floated over, I thought it was Wenmo back, so I was going to reach down and pull him, and my hand just reached in, I grabbed a hand-like thing, I grabbed it up, when I saw the thing in my hand, I was shocked, and when I looked at the water, I was immediately frightened and screamed "ah".

Because I saw that what I was holding in my hand was clearly a white human hand that had been soaked and white, and a miserable white human face on the water just floated up. I quickly let go, watching in horror at the waves rising on the surface of the water.