A few days later, in the South Pacific, near the Gulf of Siam.
An old ocean-going fishing boat was traveling on the sea. The captain and first mate were leaning on the railing of the bow, smoking and chatting.
The captain and first mate had Southeast Asian faces, and they both spoke in Khmer.
"Why don't those idiots come to pick up the goods? They've been waiting here all day." The first mate stretched and cursed: "With all the time wasted here, I might as well deliver it to them..."
"If you miss, go and send him away." The captain rolled his eyes at the first mate and hummed: "That's Mandelin Island. If you really want to go, I can satisfy your request."
The first mate smiled and said: "I'm just curious and don't want to die. I really don't know what they need so many pigs for. Even if they find someone to work for them, they don't need so many every month..."
"If you want to live a long life, don't ask so much." The captain spat into the sea and asked, "Go and count the number of people if you have nothing else to do. I don't want to lose money because of your carelessness."
"I just finished ordering, two hundred." The first mate said hehely: "Thanks to that Chinese man, if it weren't for him, we still wouldn't be able to make up this round number..."
At this moment, the Chinese people they talked about were sleeping soundly in the cabin, waiting for people to pick up the goods.
Wearing thin-framed glasses, half black and half white hair...
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It had only been two days since Zuo Han boarded the ship, but he had already been at sea for six days.
Before leaving Weihai, Zuo Han collected various information on the Internet for analysis and sorting based on the information provided by Meng Yu.
The sea environment where Mandelin Island is located is complex, and the island also has certain defense forces. It is impossible to reach it through regular methods. The unconventional method chosen by Zuo Han is the simplest, most effective, and the most unacceptable one.
Being trafficked.
By checking the news, Zuo Han found that smuggling organizations in Thailand, Cambodia, and Malaysia were often seized by the police, but the smugglers they transported often did not have the correct numbers.
A simple piece of news wouldn't attract anyone's attention, but after Zuo Han refined a large amount of relevant information, he got the underlying information.
The missing stowaways from various countries were definitely not missing due to simple shipwrecks, but were taken away by drug traffickers on Mandelin Island.
There is a drug-making factory on the island and workers are needed to help make drugs.
Those drug dealers are not kind enough to take protective measures for their workers. If the workload is heavy, it won't take long for them to be poisoned by the drugs they manufacture. In order to recruit new workers, drug dealers can only buy and sell more workers with human traffickers.
Zuo Han pretended to be a stowaway going to Singapore and boarded a ship.
But the boat turned out to be a smuggling trip to Singapore. After Zuo Han called the police, he jumped into the sea and got off the boat.
When he met a boat in the middle, Zuo Han boarded it. When he found that it was not a stowaway boat, or it was not a stowaway boat heading to Mandelein Island, Zuo Han got off the boat. Anyway, with the help of the Holy Power, there was no need to worry about food and fresh water.
Just like that, Zuo Han got on the boat and jumped into the sea... After three or four days of tossing in the same sea area, many sailors said that it was haunted by water ghosts.
Finally, Zuo Han boarded this Cambodian ocean-going fishing boat.
Through conversations among the crew, Zuo Han confirmed that the ship was a stowaway ship and that it was bound for Mandelin Island...
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In the evening, more than a dozen speedboats of various sizes suddenly appeared and hovered around the fishing boats. There were armed militants standing on the boats, and they even had machine guns mounted.
"Captain, pirate, pirate..." The crew members were shocked.
"Why are you panicking? It's the people who are here to pick up the cargo!" The captain was also a little frightened and shouted loudly, and said to the first mate: "Go and drag out the Chinese idiot from the cabin and tie him with those pigs."
Following the captain's scolding, Zuo Han was pulled out.
"What are you going to do?" Zuo Han pretended to be scared.
"I'll take you to a good place!" the captain grinned.
Several larger speedboats approached the fishing boat. Armed men with guns boarded the boat. Together with the crew, they opened the cargo hold and pulled out the frightened stowaways one by one.
Of course, not all of them are stowaways, there are also people who have been abducted by them through different channels. There are men, women, old and young, and many of them are not in good health. But for the Mandelin drug cartel, this is a problem.
It's not a problem. Making drugs is a routine job, and as long as you have the hands and feet, you can do it.
Zuo Han also became one of them and was roughly taken aboard the speedboat.
Looking back at the captain who was counting money, Zuo Han raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He had been on the boat for a day and a night. In order to avoid wasting yesterday's holy power, Zuo Han used all his holy power on the ship.
100 points of light holy power changes part of the material of the ship, such as turning the circuit boards of communications radar and other equipment into pure plastic. 100 points of dark holy power corrodes a certain part of the ship's hull, such as the bottom of the ship...
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Zuo Han got on a speedboat and huddled with a group of panicked stowaways. He secretly observed the militants.
Those people came from different countries and wore different styles of military uniforms. They had obviously undergone military training and they didn't talk much on the ship.
The fleet galloped on the sea all night, and arrived at an island the next morning.
Mandelein Island.
Dozens of armed men with guns were already standing on the beach, and a dozen pickup trucks were parked in the distance. The people on the speedboat dropped the rope, and the people on the beach pulled the speedboat to the shore and drove the people off the boat.
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There were probably more than a hundred armed personnel on the ship and on the shore, all of them fierce and vicious, kicking and beating the stowaways without any scruples.
Zuo Han frowned slightly, but did not make a move.
These people are used by the drug cartel and will not be killed casually. Following them to their lair is the most time-saving and labor-saving way.
Under the beating and scolding of the drug traffickers, the stowaways got into the truck crying. Zuo Han sat in the first truck and drove straight to the center of the island.
The truck drove through a dilapidated town and passed through the streets. Zuo Han was surprised to find that there were residents on the island.
The reason why we identified them as residents was because they were completely different from the militants. Although they looked healthy, their eyes were dull and lifeless. Some of the stowaways shouted for help, but the residents would not even raise their heads. Even if they looked
One glance showed indifference and a little pity.
Halfway through, the truck Zuo Han was sitting in suddenly emitted smoke, creaked twice, and stopped.
The road was very narrow and the truck was driving in the middle. When he broke down, all the cars behind him stopped.
The driver got out of the car, checked it, and shouted in English: "It's no longer possible, the engine is burned out."
"**!" An armed man who looked like an army officer cursed, and asked the stowaways, including Zuo Han, to get out of the car, and then asked them to push the truck aside to make way for the cars behind.
The officer wanted to squeeze Zuo Han and others into the pickup truck at the back, but they couldn't squeeze out of the way. Zuo Han and a teenage Thai girl, as well as the officer and three soldiers were left alone.
"You go first, we will find a car to pick us up later." Following the officer's instructions, the convoy set off on the road again.
The officer sat in the car and smoked, and the three soldiers drove Zuo Han and the little Thai girl to a house.
Zuo Han leaned against the wall in boredom. The little girl was very scared and squatted on the ground shivering.
The residents did not do anything special except staying away a little.
The three soldiers seemed a little bored. From time to time they pointed at the little girl, told some dirty jokes, and then laughed.
Suddenly, one of the soldiers raised his gun and fired a shot at the house.
The bullets hit the wall and roof, and some dust and grass clippings fell on Zuo Han's head.
Following the rattling of gunfire, the residents fled in all directions, but they showed no signs of panic and seemed to be used to it.
Zuo Han pretended to be scared and held his head, disapproving of it. But the little girl was frightened and ran out screaming, holding her head.
Several soldiers caught up and kicked the girl, yelling and scolding her repeatedly. But the little girl seemed to be severely stimulated, crying and fussing without stopping for a moment.
The officer seemed a little impatient and said: "It's too annoying. Teach her some rules."
The three soldiers looked at each other, and one of them laughed and said, "How to teach?"
"It's up to you." The officer waved his hand nonchalantly: "Just don't make too much noise."
The three soldiers were so happy that they grabbed the girl's feet and dragged her into the house. The other two couldn't wait to take off their belts as they walked.
When he saw this scene, Zuo Han didn't know what they were going to do.
Zuo Han stood up and walked over, kicking the soldier who was dragging the little girl away in the crotch.
The soldier screamed, fell to the ground, and kept twitching.
"Bastard!" The other two were furious, pointing their black guns at Zuo Han.
"Do you want to die?!" One of the soldiers sneered: "If you want to live a few more days, don't make trouble."
"It's you who are causing trouble, just escort me back obediently..." Zuo Han looked back at the sobbing little girl lying there, with a flash of anger in his eyes.
Looking back again, Zuo Han's eyes had changed.
"But now, I can't even keep you alive for a little longer..."