On the RV speeding north, Foton and a few others listened to something at the dining table.

It was a voice record of every inquiry they had gotten from the person who found Yun Qianfeng.

There are supermarket owners, there are men and women in the community, there are fried cake stall owners, and Liu Lingdi's.

Futian is a careful person, and he feels that only by looking between the lines of these people's words that others have not found can he more accurately guess Yun Qianfeng's true goal.

They listened to each other one by one, until Liu Lingdi's interrogation voice recording was halfway through, and Fukuda's face changed.

"Parking! Stop now and head back to the dock! ”

The man who was driving immediately stopped and asked:

"What's wrong, Captain?"

"Hurry back, go back as fast as possible, Yun Qianfeng inquired about the strange events of 95 years, he already knew that Mandu Latu would not remember him, so he would never look for Mandu Latu, we were fooled, how could this bastard think of this? How could it be! ”

In fact, it is not surprising that all the roads that have been walked will leave traces, even if it is the road of time.

As long as you are really attentive, you will find out.

Yun Qianfeng was cautious and cautious, and still left traces of consulting the website, but it was a pity that Futian's carefulness came later.

Standing on the empty dock, Fukuda's face turned pale.

"Ask someone to check all the freighters that have left here within 24 hours, and not a single one can be missed, regardless of nationality."

This was the only remedy he could do, and as for whether it would be useful or not, he didn't know himself, because the ghost knew that Yun Qian Summit wouldn't smuggle into another ship halfway.

If it was him, he would do that, and Yun Qianfeng was obviously not stupider than him.

On the wide water, a 20,000-ton cargo ship is slowly sailing.

Cargo ships are full of containers, which are neatly stacked in different positions according to different types of cargo.

There are some goods that need special waterproof and moisture-proof, even if they are packed in containers, the outside is still bundled and covered with thick tarpaulins.

Obviously, these containers that need special moisture and waterproof are not enough to be stacked in a square, and the extra one is placed on top of it, so that after being covered with a thick tarp, a sloping roof space will be formed.

In this space, a figure curled up inside, looking at everything outside through a small hole the size of a grain of rice, it was the Yun Qianfeng that Futian and they were looking for.

He was so quiet, every movement was so slow that he didn't make a sound.

The freighter moved forward slowly, and he saw three small reefs, and Mu Ran's face finally had an expression.

He smiled.

"Chicken Bone Reef, it's finally in the sea!"

At this moment, a kind of comfort rose in his heart, and the sea was wide and the fish jumped high in the sky and let the birds fly.

He took out two small bottles in his pocket, one was vitamin C and the other was vitamin B, both of which cost a few dollars a bottle in the pharmacy, and he prepared more than a dozen bottles, just because he was afraid that he would get vitamin deficiency at sea.

I swallowed two tablets of vitamins with the small amount of saliva in my mouth, and then peeled a piece of toffee in my mouth, feeling the sweetness spread in my mouth.

In the past few days, he has relied on vitamins and toffee to replenish his physical strength.

It can be seen that his cheeks have collapsed thinly, and the dark circles under his eyes are heavy.

He was thirsty now, but he didn't dare to go out and look for fresh water, even if it was just outside the tarp, which was the rainwater that had accumulated on the tarp.

Only at night can he sneak out and drink a little of the dirty water.

In the past few days, he has figured out the general situation of this freighter.

Like a normal freighter, there were less than twenty people on board, and there were probably only five or six officers inside, because those few people were rarely on deck.

The average crew consisted of ten, and they would often patrol the deck to check the fixation of cargo.

Of course, there must be chefs who have never shown up, but are essential.

Deep into the sea, without a reference, the whole world seems to stand still.

Yun Qianfeng looked at the watch on his wrist and saw that the freighter began to sail south.

"It seems that it is not a ship going to the Americas, it should be going to Africa through the Strait of Malacca."

He thought, closing his eyes and recalling the information he had looked up about the island.

"Well, there are a lot of islands in the Indian Ocean and the Atlantic, and if I can find an uninhabited island with fresh water, I can rest well and think about the next step.

Or it is also a good choice to go to Africa, the faces of the Chinese people, in most parts of Africa, it is still easy to survive.

There's no eye on the street, and it's not so easy to find me when you get into the crowd. ”

He began to consider all the possibilities that followed.

No plan is perfect, he can only make a deduction of all possibilities.

It was late at night, and the patrolmen had just left.

Yun Qianfeng glanced at his watch, this person patrols very regularly at night, he comes to see it at about zero o'clock, and it is basically early in the morning when he reappears, so he can't help but feel that the employees who go to work and fish are so cute.

This time is the time for him to move his muscles and bones, and it is also the time to drink water.

He carefully pulled out the tarp, gulped in the fresh air, and then carefully searched for the accumulated rainwater on the large tarp.

It's the rainy season at sea, and there's no shortage of them.

Soon, he found a pool of the cleanest stagnant water, with only a few bubbles of guano in it, much more than the previous ones that were as strong as black sesame paste.

Lying down, he drank it with a grunt.

The taste is slightly astringent, with a strange smell, which is estimated to be the taste of bird droppings.

However, Yun Qianfeng was used to it, and he was satisfied.

He then climbed down the container to the rear of the deck.

Here, the ground near the edge is sprinkled with yellow millet, which one of the crew members sprinkles here every day.

That guy must be kind and loves small animals, and these millets are specially fed to seabirds that may land here.

Every time he appears here and sees the millet being eaten, he will appear very happy, and then continue to sprinkle.

What he didn't know was that all of these millets actually went into Yun Qianfeng's stomach.

Although it is rare, this is the only way for Yun Qianfeng to obtain carbs.

After eating up the millet, Yun Qianfeng hid in the middle of the two stacks of containers, slowly punched Xingyi for a while, stretched his muscles, and then sighed, and drilled back into the tarp, quiet as a piece of wood again.

After sailing like this for an unknown number of days, Yun Qianfeng became more and more muddy, and the concept of time was only day and night.

I don't know where I am, I just know that I'm still on the sea.

It's a helpless numbness.

It's just that today is different, because they have encountered something very exciting.

The freighter was sailing at sea, and not far away a small and medium-sized cabin yacht sailed almost parallel to them.

Yun Qianfeng looked enviously at the cup full of drinks in the hands of the swimsuit beauty on the deck, his throat couldn't help beating up and down, he wanted to take a sip.

"How nice it would be if I were on a yacht like that, it must be a bunch of rich people who have nothing to do, driving yachts around the world."

In this day and age, more and more people sail the world on small yachts, and there are even those who sail the world on small non-powered sailboats.

"There are at most six or seven people on that yacht, if I sneak in and rob the boat."

It's just a casual thought in my heart, but what Yun Qianfeng didn't expect was that this thought couldn't go away.

He shook his head vigorously, feeling that he had been forced by reality to begin to change towards the beast.

Just as good and evil were confronting him in his heart, several speedboats sailed extremely fast towards the cabin yacht, and they sped around the yacht, forcing the yacht to stop with a single gunshot.

Immediately afterwards, several more speedboats galloped towards the freighter where Yun Qianfeng was hiding, still circling in circles, firing guns to stop.

Yun Qianfeng was stunned for a moment, and then understood that he had encountered pirates.

Then he probably knew where he was out of the sea, either in the Strait of Malacca or in the Gulf of Aden.

"Now that you have an identity, should you call it a victim or a captive?"

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