"I'm not familiar with Hong Kong Island, you understand! I'm only responsible for receiving, you have to deliver the goods."
"Now the police and social groups all over Hong Kong are looking for us. I don't have the ability to transport goods to you!"
"Then I don't care. Do you expect me to kill all those damn policemen and snatch the goods out of Hong Kong Island?"
"If you still want the goods, then you have to provide some help."
"Damn it!" Brian cursed fiercely, "Okay, I will get you two small boats, and you can take the cargo to Nanguozhou. This is the greatest help I can provide."
"The boat must be safe!"
"Nonsense, of course!" Brian hung up the satellite phone and turned to look at the ten SEALs around him, "Get two ships back."
"Sir, we don't have a boat!" A black man spread his hands and said helplessly.
"We don't, but we have guns, and those fishermen have boats, don't they!"
"You're right!" Several seals gave thumbs up and laughed.
At night, outside the Sai Kung Fishing Port Pier, there are thousands of small fishing boats moored here all year round. Each one is moored randomly on the sea. No one knows exactly how many people live here and who they live in. This is a scene similar to Kowloon.
The Walled City is as chaotic, as complex, and as sinful an area, where people from all over the world live, including stowaways, spies, drug criminals, thieves, robbers...all criminals can be found here.
Near the two outermost boats, a few people quietly surfaced and made a few gestures to each other. The eight people divided into two teams and quietly climbed onto the boat along the cable rope.
Several low muffled sounds could not travel very far on the sea before disappearing into the sound of wind and waves. In the thick darkness, a faint smell of blood floated out.
It didn't take long for the engines of the two fishing boats to start turning. Even if the other boats around heard the sound, no one would come out to take a look and ask why they went out to sea in the middle of the night. Everyone here has a secret, maybe a smuggler, maybe a smuggler.
They are picking up stowaways, no one cares about that.
Coming out of Sai Kung Pier and crossing the Shek Tail Sea, one and a half circles around Lobster Bay is a relatively gentle hillside. To the west of the hillside is Tai Wan Tau Village, and further to the west is Tin Ha Shan.
Wang Yaozu really asked Hongxing's people to search around Tianxia Mountain, but they couldn't find the four tons of methamphetamine. In fact, the four tons of methamphetamine behind the ice were really hidden here, but they were not hidden on land.
above but under water.
Hong Kong Island can become an international transit port because there are natural docks everywhere and the water is deep enough. Even if you go down the gentle hillside here, the water depth will reach about six meters in a short distance. This is the case in most parts of the mainland.
For coastal areas, it may not be this deep even a few hundred meters away from the sea.
"Right here, under the water." She had been hiding on the mountain all day, and the big waves behind the ice were a little greasy. When she saw Brian on the boat, she breathed a long sigh of relief.
After receiving the prompt, the two SEALs wearing water jackets and underwater headlamps jumped directly in. Sure enough, they found wooden boxes under the water. Inside the wooden boxes were layers of black plastic bags wrapped and sealed.
Hang the wooden box with a cable and pull it hard. The small winch on the fishing boat will rotate and the wooden box will be lifted to the water in a short time.
The two of them worked together to get the wooden box onto the boat and gently cut open the sealed black plastic bag with a knife. Brian looked down and saw the white crystals inside. He picked up some and licked it with the tip of his tongue, which had a slightly bitter taste.
"Bah, bah, bah." Brian spat a few times and his face turned dissatisfied with a smile, "Okay, okay, no problem."
Hearing what he said, the seals around him suddenly screamed loudly, and for a while the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling were endless.
"Shit, shut up, damn, it's not safe here!" Brian cursed with a dark face and then said with a smile: "When they are all shipped out and you are happy, you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life.
Don’t worry, you can’t spend all the money on those big-assed girls no matter what you do!”
Looking at the people laughing obscenely, Bing Hou curled her lips. She couldn't understand why these ghosts loved women with deformed butts. It was so perverted!
"Okay, there are still 80 boxes down there. If you don't hurry up, it will be over if you provoke the marine police!" Binghou reminded.
"Yes, yes, brothers, work!" Brian shouted, and a total of eighty boxes were loaded onto two small fishing boats and transported to Nanguozhou, seven kilometers away.
It is not an easy task to find a flat water area to hide in the bay near the island, and to avoid the water police.
It had been dawn for more than five hours, and the two ships had only made one trip, transporting forty boxes of drugs. The people on board were so tired that they were almost paralyzed.
"The rest can only be discussed tomorrow night." Brian sat on the deck of the boat panting and didn't want to move. Damn, he was too tired.
"Oh damn, if it weren't for the fact that these are US dollars, I would never, never move again."
"Now, no one can stop me from going to bed, no one!" others shouted.
The boat stopped at the beach and lowered its anchor. A group of people took tents and other things and went straight into the forest to find a place to rest. They were so tired.
For a whole day and night, hundreds of thousands of manpower were spent, but Wang Yaozu did not receive any news, which made him quite puzzled. Is it because the money is hard to use, or is he no longer on Hong Kong Island?
Even Brian disappeared completely, but neither the customs nor the airport had any record of this person leaving customs.
Of course, Wang Yaozu definitely doesn't think that there will be a day when money is not easy to use. That eliminates the possibility. What remains is that no matter how bizarre it is, it must be the truth!
These people are definitely no longer on Hong Kong Island.
But the customs was strictly guarded. Wang Yaozu believed that Guan would not let these people go out easily for the sake of his own career. So there was only one last possibility. These people used small boats, and small boats could not travel far into the sea. In other words,
It is very likely that the person is on an inconspicuous island in the waters near Hong Kong Island!
"Spread the news to me and pay close attention to the surrounding small islands and places where people are deliberately hidden. Lamma Island, the flat-topped ones, and all these offshore islands are the focus of observation."
"Brother Yao, this is a bit difficult." Li Ying blinked and said, "Not to mention the vast sea off Hong Kong Island, there are dozens of small islands like this, and most of them are uninhabited. I want to search them all.
Once again, it’s too difficult.”
Wang Yaozu frowned and rubbed his teeth a little. This is indeed a big problem. The vast sea is really a bit of a force to control men. Even if all the marine police are dispersed, it will be no different from spreading sesame salt on the sea...