At midnight, the first-class passengers around Qingchen had already changed their seats to lie flat, covered themselves with blankets and fell asleep, or were lying on the seats to watch movies.
And Qingchen was still simulating surfing over and over again in his mind.
He had to force himself to keep training because he had to face too many uncertainties at sea. The huge waves sweeping by strong winds may be more than 30 meters, or even 40 meters or 45 meters.
If Qingchen makes any mistakes, he will be completely buried at the bottom of the sea.
At this time, a flight attendant saw Qingchen still sitting upright in the seat and thought it was his first time riding in such a cockpit that could lie flat, so he walked over to remind him.
However, just as the flight attendant approached, she saw that the young man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her brightly in the dim cabin.
For some reason, she always felt her heartbeat as if she had stopped for a beat, and she felt a moment of fear.
When she got closer, she saw that the boy was holding a deck of playing cards in his hand, constantly cutting and shuffling cards in the other party's hand.
The flight attendant seemed to be attracted by this scene, and his mind was a little blank for a moment.
The murderous intent of a person is very mysterious.
Most people will struggle constantly when killing chickens.
However, the butchers in the farmers' market just need to reach into the cage and all the chickens will be quiet and slaughtered.
When dogs in the village meet strangers, they will bark wildly, but when they encounter dog thieves who kill dogs every day, they will be honestly subdued.
It was as stupid as a wooden chicken as a suppression in the bloodline.
This kind of thing is invisible, but it seems to exist.
And what the flight attendant felt at that moment seemed to be this kind of thing.
Qingchen laughed: "Is there anything wrong?"
The flight attendant was stunned for a moment. She felt that the moment the other party smiled, her original fear was gone.
It's like snow on the eaves, and the sun will melt when it comes out.
The flight attendant thought for a while and said, "Sir, your seat can be leveled by pressing the left button. There are still 9 hours left to arrive in Istanbul, so you can have a sleep."
Qingchen smiled and said, "Okay, thank you."
After saying that, he was still sitting upright, closing his eyes to rest.
During this time boarding, Qingchen noticed that there were at least 7 people in the queue, all of whom had seen him more than five times, and a young man even saw him 17 times.
It’s not that Qingchen is too sensitive, but that he must be more cautious when going out.
He was very sure that Kyushu and Kunlun had the ability to learn about his flight information in advance, and even Kashima might be focusing on him.
There must be someone following him on this flight.
Therefore, Qingchen must keep himself in a state of being able to face battles at any time without revealing any flaws.
This time when he went out, he only brought a mobile phone, a wallet, and a deck of playing cards in his pocket.
It is difficult for others to carry weapons to enter and exit the country, after all, global security checks were extremely strict after the 9/11 incident.
At this time, the advantages of the autumn leaf knife were reflected.
I heard that the security conditions in Europe are not very good, so Qingchen just brought a pair of self-defense poker, right?
The plane landed.
Qingchen had no luggage, so he got off the plane and transferred to another flight TK1953 to Amsterdam, and flew to Schiphol Airport.
When the plane landed at Schiphol Airport again, Qingchen quickly left.
Three stalkers followed closely in the crowd.
One of the women deliberately walked in front of Qingchen.
This is to use the sandwich tracking method to sandwich Qingchen in it.
The woman in front was walking quickly, suddenly she felt her feet empty and almost fell to the ground.
She looked down, but found that the heels of her high heels were interrupted by something sharp at some time, and the cut surfaces were very smooth.
The woman was shocked. What a sharp thing it was to cut the heel so smoothly?
Can someone still carry this weapon when they go through security checks?
Before she could react, Qingchen had already entered the Amsterdam border quarantine channel before her.
The woman whispered to the two behind her, "Follow closely."
Just after Qingchen passed the visa channel, the follower behind him was stopped by the entry and exit staff and began to undergo inspection.
The stalker behind him watched Qingchen leave first, anxious but did not dare to force himself to pass the quarantine barrier.
Qingchen walked into a toilet, took out a black sealed package from the bucket where the mop was cleaned and washed, walked into the partition and locked it.
In just 30 seconds, Qingchen took off the coat that could be worn on both sides and put it on, and quickly changed into shoes and pants in the sealed bag.
His face also changed into strange appearances.
It seemed that Qingchen had known that he would be followed long ago, and then he was ready.
After passing the visa channel, the three followers quickly came to the toilet door. Qingchen passed by them in person, but the followers did not notice it.
They looked at each other and went to the men's and women's bathrooms to check, but Qingchen was not inside.
The three of them walked quickly through the crowd and searched, but Qingchen was like a drop of water melting into the long river in the crowd and completely disappeared.
The stalkers looked at each other, and they couldn't even think of how Qingchen did it.
The missing person was too thorough, as if Qingchen had performed a magic trick in front of them, and such a big man disappeared out of thin air.
A stalker took out his phone and called out, hesitated for a second and said, "Boss, I'm lost."
He Jinqiu's laughter came from the phone, and he asked, "You can even lose your first class cabin if you book a booking for you three?"
The stalker was a little ashamed: "I don't know what's going on, he was like he suddenly evaporated from the air and disappeared for no reason."
"It seems that this trip to Europe is going to be fun," He Jinqiu explained: "Since I'm losing it, I'll handle domestic affairs and arrive in Amsterdam in three days. You are also careful there. There is information that the time travelers in North America are very active in Europe. Don't conflict with them before I arrive."
Speaking of this, He Jinqiu's voice became cold: "Although it is normal to dig him, I went to Instructor Lu for two months of special training after returning to China."
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At this moment, He Jinqiu was sitting in his generous office in the Jiuzhou headquarters in the capital. Yu Cheng brought him a cup of coffee: "Boss, do we need to mobilize others for Qingchen?"
He Jinqiu looked up at him and smiled, "You don't know what happened in City No. 10 recently. If you know, you will think that he is the best candidate for Kyushu who wants to be in charge of the European underground world. If such a person is in Europe, I will not have to fly there on business trips in the future. You can concentrate on dealing with the "future" organizations in the Middle East and North America. Isn't this slogan very creative?
Yu Cheng: "..."
It turned out that the reason behind Boss He wanted to recruit Qingchen was that he wanted to hand over the power of Jiuzhou in Europe to the young man.
What they didn't know was that just outside the exit of Schiphol Airport, several Kanyos and Kashima's killers were just guarding the cold wind.
I kept guarding from morning to night, and I was almost frozen and dumb.
But there was no Qingchen's face in the crowd at the airport. They almost thought that Qingchen had not left the station at all, but went back directly by plane within the station.
Today, there are too many people waiting for Qingchen. I don’t know how many people’s nerves he has touched this trip to Europe.
However, the boy disappeared for no reason in this distant foreign country.
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At 8 o'clock in the evening, the "Walnut Bar" outside the port was very lively.
Although the crabs are about to start the boat, preparations have always been before the boat is set.
In the bar, sailors from all over Europe gathered here, and everyone was drinking happily with beer in their hands.
Soon, they will spend 15 days on the boat day and night.
This is a job that only needs to work for 15 days a year but can earn 600,000 yuan. Dangers and opportunities coexist.
The origin of king crabs is mainly concentrated in the Jirijin Bay near the combat nation of Russia, the Bering Sea on the east side of America, and the Barents Sea in northern Europe.
And the target of the sailors in the bar is the Barents Sea.
At this time, there was a unique damp smell in the walnut bar. The salty smell of the sea water was brought in by the sailors and the captains. The sailors were like a group of water-generating creatures that had become spirits, gathering in the human world.
While drinking beer, the sailors quietly looked at the table in the middle. There were three strong Nordic men and a young Asian man sitting at the table, and the atmosphere was a little nervous.
Four captains are negotiating.
A white strong captain looked at the Asian young man and said coldly: "Zhang, your boat is too small. Everyone has changed to a 147-foot crab boat these years. Only you are still using the broken boat from more than 20 years ago. This year, it cost 400,000 euros to repair the boat, and even the crab casings are rented."
Another captain said: "We admit that your father is the best crab hunter, and he can find the best fishing area every year. But Zhang, you really don't fit in this industry. Last year you only earned back the gas money, and this year no sailors are willing to go out to sea with you. Following a captain who doesn't have much experience, there are no veteran sailors on the deck, and the crew will die."
The young man named Zhang Jian, who took over the job of a crab catching man from his father at a young age and the worn-out crab boat.
His father had died of lung cancer, leaving only a legacy to Zhang Jian, a crab chart and a broken ship.
Zhang Jiancai went to sea with his father for a few years, and his experience and skills were far inferior to other captains.
The income of sailors is positively correlated with the number of king crabs caught, so if the captain cannot find the correct fishing position, the income of the sailors will drop sharply.
So, no one was willing to work on Zhang Jian's boat, and he had no sailors.
At the round table, Zhang Jian looked at the other three captains coldly and asked, "You call me over, can't you just say such a few trash words?"
A white captain said: "We know that you have a quota of 300,000 pounds for your license this year. If you sell this quota to us, you can earn a considerable income without going overseas."
Another captain echoed: "Zhang, if you can't conquer the Barents Sea, let's conquer it."
Here, there are only so many ships that can get crabbing licenses. For example, the quota of a ship is 300,000 pounds, and if they catch crabs more than this number, they will face a high fine.
This is a measure in Europe to protect the marine ecological environment.
Therefore, these captains saw that Zhang Jian, an Asian, could not get all seven sailors and wanted to buy the quota in his hands at a low price, so that everyone could make a profit.
But Zhang Jian was not willing to do this. He shook his head and said, "This ship was left to me by my father, and I have the ability to drive it to the Barents Sea to catch king crabs."
A loud laughter sounded from the Walnut Bar, as if Zhang Jian had just told a joke.
A captain said: "You have only recruited three sailors this year, one is an old man who once followed your father, and two are newcomers who have no experience in going out to sea. Even if the minimum configuration is limited, you have to find another two. Can you recruit? If you can't recruit, how can you go out to sea?"
Another captain laughed and said, "Do you want the captain to go to the deck to catch crab cages in person? Who is in the helm in the cab?"
However, at this moment, the door of the Walnut Bar was pushed open.
The wind chime at the door swayed and a crisp sound was heard. A cold winter wind came in outside the bar. A young man walked into the bar with a smile on his face with a cold winter.
The cold wind seemed to have brought everyone to the cold and bone-blooded Barents Sea in advance. The black night outside the bar was like the black sea.
The boy looked at everyone in the bar and suddenly turned to look at him, and asked in English without any fright: "Good evening everyone, someone told me that I can find a job in crabbing here?"
Zhang Jian's eyes lit up immediately, but they immediately dimmed.
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Moreover, this teenager is too thin and too young. He is probably just graduating from high school or even dropping out of high school.
A captain looked at the boy: "Did you come out to work at such a young age?"
The boy smiled and said, "No? Support your family. I heard that the Arctic has not yet recruited crew members, which one is the captain of the Arctic?"
Zhang Jian raised his head and said, "I am."
However, another captain on the side smiled and said to the teenager: "Do you want to be a sailor on the Arctic? But do you know that the king crab that the Arctic captured last year just enough for his gas money?"
The boy smiled and explained: "My teacher told me that when I first entered a certain industry, I don't need to consider the benefits too much. Accumulating experience is the most important thing!"
A sailor joked: "What experience can I accumulate on the Arctic? Can I play the harmonica with Zhang Xue? He plays the harmonica very well, but it is not enough to catch king crabs. Last year, I followed him to sea and went home and almost got scolded to death by my wife with a meager reward."
A captain looked at Zhang Jian and smiled and said, "In addition, are you willing to let such a thin sailor board the ship? What can he do on the deck? I'm afraid he doesn't even have the strength to move the crab cage."
Zhang Jian sat at the table silently, knowing that the boy would give up the Arctic next time, then boarded other crab boats, or left Amsterdam.
Anyway, the Arctic will not be added.
At this time, Zhang Jian didn't care whether the young man was thin or not. As long as he was willing to join the Arctic, he would be fine, even if he was cooking for everyone on the Arctic.
The next moment, Zhang Jian lowered his head and suddenly reached a palm in his eyes.
He looked up in shock, but saw the boy standing beside him and laughing: "You are the captain, my name is Qingchen, and I happen to be Asian. If I can, I will be very happy to join your Arctic."
Zhang Jian was stunned for a while, and hurriedly stood up and held Qingchen's hand: "Welcome to join, so welcome."