Chapter 133 [Cute Bastard]

I stayed in the cabin for two days, and only Wick and the strong man I lived in the cabin in the past two days have come in. I heard Captain Wick tell me that he had ordered that other crew members on the boat were not allowed to enter my room.

Later I found out... the strong man was a mechanic under Wick and the first mate of the boat. There were six crew members on Wick's fishing boat. When I came up that day, the first mate jumped into the sea to catch me.

After saving me, only Wick checked my bag himself. He originally wanted to see if he could find some documents about me, but as soon as he opened the bag, he was stunned! Fortunately, there were only him and the first mate in the room at that time. In other words, among the six crew members, only Captain Wick himself and the first mate, who knew that there was such a huge sum of money.

The deal I proposed touched Wick.

Seamen are all adventurous!

I was not hurt, but my body was extremely tired and lacked nutrition. After resting for a day and a night and eating some hot food and hot water, I had recovered. Although I still felt a little weak, my movements were basically not affected.

Captain Wick is a typical smiling tiger. I have seen this from the conversations with him in the past two days. This guy is very cautious and strict in doing things. He strictly prohibits the crew from contacting me, strictly prohibits the crew from entering my room, and also requires me not to walk out of the door and go to the deck.

Obviously, Wick has a great authority on this ship, and no one dares to ignore his words. At the beginning, I felt strange... After all, the crew members saw me on board and rescued me as suspicious as me from the sea. I think in this case, ordinary people would guess my identity. Wouldn't those crew members call the police?

Later, I carefully told Wick about my concerns. Captain Wick smiled after hearing this. He hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Mr. Chen..." (I have told him my name during the past two days of communication.

"...Mr. Chen...I can tell you that you are very safe on my boat." Wick smiled mysteriously: "In fact, your identity of smuggling is not a problem for me or my boat."

I didn't understand at first. Later, I guessed something vaguely!

Especially later, Wick and I talked about my experience on the black man's boat, and told him that I jumped into the sea and fled because the boat was chased by the police gunboat...

Wick immediately looked angry - I could tell that the anger on his face was not disguised, but was really angry!

"Is the boat you mentioned black?... There is no flag hanging on it. The captain is a black man! His men have guns... Oh God. I know, the boat you said is the bastard Mardin!"

"Marding?" I glanced at Wick.

"It's that nigger!" Wick cursed angrily, and then he immediately explained: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry I used the word nigger. I don't have racism. But that Mardin, he is indeed a devil, a damn devil!"

Mardin, it's the name of the black man. Only then did I know the name of the guy I killed.

"His bastard is not just because of his own mischief...more importantly, he is a guy who breaks the rules!" Captain Wick explained: "Actually, I think you should understand that in any country's coastline, there are many underground companies doing smuggling business. This business is very profitable, and there are always people doing business that makes money."

I nodded to express my understanding.

Then Wick continued to angrily: "That Mardin was originally a smuggling business, but he is not abide by the rules! Even if he is doing smuggling business, he should pay attention to industry rules. Otherwise, once he loses his reputation, everyone will have no business! But Mardin, a idiot, has done several black and black things, which has ruined his reputation. As a result, the smuggling organizations abroad have no trust in our sea areas. This has caused other smuggling companies here to face the situation of no business! Mardin is a black sheep! Oh, God. I finally remembered this idiom! By the way, it is a black sheep!" Wick suddenly became a little happy again: "How can you say something in Chinese... Well, a mouse shit is broken... Well..."

"A rat shit broke a pot of porridge." I replied to him with a smile.

"Well, that's it!" Wick nodded immediately and smiled, "Marding is a rat shit! He has done several times to break the rules, and now the local smuggling organizations have regarded him as a public enemy! He has shamed all smuggling organizations in our sea area and suffered great losses... Oh, there is another thing... This marting, because he has not been able to do any smuggling business recently, it is said that he has actually started robbing at sea with his crew! He has become a pirate!"

"pirate?"

"Yes, pirate!" Captain Wick said seriously: "When there is business, he is a smuggling boat. When there is no business, he is a pirate! Do you understand what I said?"

I understand...and understand more!

Because I suddenly figured it out as I looked at Wick's indignation...

Why did Wick hate that black man so much? Why did he say his crew wouldn't report me?

The answer is very simple! Because Wick's own boat has also done smuggling business!!

It is not surprising that fishing boats are engaged in smuggling business! Isn’t that Vietnamese old snake’s boat just a fishing boat!

"That guy robbed a fishing boat at the front time and shot several crew members of the fishing company. His series of actions have caused public outrage. I guess the gunboat chasing him that the Coast Guard decided to wipe him out. Because the Coast Guard will not fire a gun on the smuggling boat... But the pirates are different! Haha! I think this is a good thing!" Wick smiled and picked up a cup of coffee: "Cheers to the peace of the sea in the future!"

After asking the question I wanted to know clearly, I finally felt relieved. Then I asked carefully: "Wick, when will your boat dock be on the boat?"

"Look soon, we will get ashore early tomorrow morning." Wick smiled and said, "To be honest. Originally, my boat was going west to fish, but when I met you, I think you must be in a hurry to get ashore, so I turned around yesterday."

"Thank you." I sighed.

"Oh, that's nothing." Wick smiled sly: "Although you can't catch fish, the money you gave is enough to make up for my losses! I even thought that with this money, I can sell the boat now and exchange it for a big boat!"

I was completely relieved.

It seems that although this Wick ship may not be a good person... he also seems to be in the smuggling business, and he is also a smiling tiger, and he is also cunning.

But at least, he is very law-abiding! He also pays attention to credibility when doing business!

I am still willing to deal with such a person.

"We are walking around the left side of Vancouver Island, and at this time tomorrow, you can get ashore. I will park the boat at the dock of Little Victoria Harbor." Wick said slowly: "What I must make is, Mr. Chen. Before you get off the boat, I don't want you to contact my crew. This is my rule. On my boat, you are my guest, but guests must also abide by my rules! Do you understand?"

"Yes. That's fair." I nodded.

"Do you have any questions?" Wick looked at me.

I hesitated for a moment and finally made up my mind: "Maybe my request is too much. But I wonder if you can help me arrange a route to Vancouver, preferably to find a car, or something."

Wick smiled. There was a hint of pride in his smile. Then he patted my shoulder hard and smiled exaggeratedly: "Oh, my dear Di Chen! You are so interesting! I thought you would keep holding back and not say it. Well, in fact, even if you don't say it, I will ask you. This is one of my services... What's more, I will provide you with the best service after you paid me so much!"

My heart moved. His words were like a disguised hint that he was actually doing smuggling business.

Then Wick smiled and said, "Are you going to Vancouver? Well. This is not difficult! Don't worry, I will arrange a very appropriate route for you."

Wick didn't lie.

In his words, he is a very reputable businessman. So the next morning, our boat really landed!

After experiencing so many days of life and death struggle at sea, I have been rolling all the way up the line of death many times. I don’t know how many times I think my life is over!

And now, I finally saw the land again! I saw the ground!!

"It's a pity that I can't send you to Vancouver directly. Because my boat does not have a direct license to Vancouver Harbor. I can only send you ashore at Little Victoria Harbor Pier." Wick finally allowed me to walk out of the room.

On the deck, the crew was busy. Put away the sails, unzipped the cables, and so on.

At this moment, the sea breeze is very gentle, and the waves on the sea surface are scales. Unfortunately, I will never forget the terrifying side of the sea in my life. There are many fishing boats similar to Wick's boats on the pier. Wick took the helm himself and drove the boat carefully to the shore...

I followed his arrangement and did not go ashore directly, and hid in the cabin.

The crew outside was busy, and Wick made several calls. After a while, a truck drove to the dock. First, there were several uniformed officials or prosecutors and others. They got on the boat and checked it, but Wick easily sent them away. Then, Wick asked me to put on a dirty uniform, and then arranged for me and the eldest lieutenant to carry the fish on the boat together.

This was a big fish that was one and a half meters long. The first mate and I each had an iron hook and hooked the fish ashore. I was wearing the crew uniform, dirty and walked over to the two inspectors in a big way. But they were chatting with Wick, and they didn't even look at me. I saw Wick smile at me and used a color, and smiled at me silently, "The road is good!"

The next thing is very simple.

I and the first mate threw the fish into the big basket of the staff on the shore. Someone stuffed the fish with ice and loaded it onto the truck. I walked to the side of the truck with the first mate. The first mate chatted with the driver for a few words, and they smoked a cigarette.

While they helped me block my view, I immediately jumped into the car and jumped into the cargo hold behind me.

Five minutes later, the cargo door closed and the car started...

The cargo hold was full of fish, a fishy smell, and ice, very cold! I was trembling with coldness, and kept rubbing my hands. Just as I couldn't help but sigh, I heard the bulkhead in front ringing, and then a click, a small window opened on the other side of the cab, and the driver inside shouted at me: "Welcome to Vancouver, brother!"

He spoke Chinese! The driver was also Chinese, and he smiled and said, "Have you overtake it for a while, by the way... don't pee in my car, those fish will still be sold."

He threw a stall and stuffed it through the window, and then another bag told me: "This bag was something that the guy Wick asked me to give you."

The window then closed.

I immediately wrapped the blanket around myself, warmed it a little, and then opened the bag.

There is a set of clothes inside. Although they are old clothes, they are very clean. They are the kind that is definitely not very conspicuous when walking on the street. At the same time, there is a stack of banknotes on the bottom of the bag.

I know, this is Canadian dollars, I counted it and it was about a thousand Canadian dollars.

I smiled.

Anyway, I am very grateful to Captain Wick. He is not a good person, even greedy, but at least he is a good business guy.

Although from a certain perspective, he received me two large bags of money, which cost several million. Now he only gave me a set of clothes and one thousand Canadian dollars. But at least, everything he did according to the business rules! I gave him the two bags of money, which I voluntarily.

And even if he doesn't give me this bag of clothes and this thousand Canadian dollars, I can't say anything. He does this... Well, how do you say it...
Chapter completed!