A Stern Devil

Chapter 133: cute jerk

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I lived in the cabin for two days. In the cabin I lived in, only Wick and the strong man from before came in. I heard from Captain Wick that he had given orders that no other crew member of the ship should come into my cabin.

I found out later... that burly man was Wick's engineer and also the ship's first mate. There were six crew members on Wick's fishing boat, and when I was rescued that day, it was the first officer who jumped into the sea to catch me.

And after I was rescued, only Wick checked my bag in person. Originally, he just wanted to see if he could find some documents and other things about me, but when he opened the bag, he was stunned! Fortunately, he and the first mate were the only ones in the room at that time. In other words, among the six crew members, only Captain Wick himself and the first mate knew of such a huge sum of money.

Wick was impressed by the deal I proposed.

Seafarers are adventurous!

I didn't have any injuries on my body, but my body was extremely tired and lacked nutrition. After a day and night of rest and some hot food and hot water, I have recovered. Although I still felt a little weak in my body, basically my actions were not affected much.

Captain Wick is a typical smiling tiger, which I have seen from the conversations with him in the past two days. This guy is very cautious and strict in his work. He strictly forbids the crew to contact me, forbids the crew to enter my room, and also requires me not to go out of the door to the deck.

Obviously, Wick has great authority on this ship, and no one dares not to listen to his words. At the beginning, I still felt strange... After all, the crew members saw me on board and rescued a suspicious-looking person like me from the sea. I think ordinary people would guess my identity under such circumstances. Could it be that those crew members Won't call the police

Later, I carefully told Wick about my worries. Captain Wick smiled after listening, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Chen..." told him his name.)

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

I didn't understand at first, and then I vaguely guessed something!

Especially later, I talked to Wick about what happened to me on the black man's boat, and at the same time told him that I jumped into the sea to escape because the boat was chased by the police gunboat...

Wick immediately had an angry expression on his face—I could see that the anger on his face was not faked, but really angry!

"That boat you're talking about, is the hull black... no flags on it, the captain is a black man! He has guns in his men... oh god, I see, the boat you're talking about is Mardin That bastard!"

"Mardin?" I glanced at Wick.

"It's that nigger!" Wick scolded angrily, and then he immediately explained: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry I used the word nigger. I'm not racially discriminatory, but that Mardin, he is indeed a Devil, a damned devil!"

Mardin, it must be the name of the black man. That's when I learned the name of the guy I killed.

"His bastard is not only because of his own misconduct... More importantly, he is a guy who broke the rules!" Captain Wick explained: "Actually, I think you should be able to understand that no matter where the coastline of any country is, , there are many underground companies doing the smuggling business, this business is very profitable, and there are always people who make money."

I nodded to show my understanding.

Then Wick continued angrily: "That Mardin was originally in the smuggling business, but he doesn't follow the rules! Even if he is in the smuggling business, he should pay attention to the rules, otherwise, once he loses his credibility, everyone will lose his reputation." The business is done! But Mardin, an idiot, has done black and white things a few times, which has ruined his reputation. As a result, foreign smuggling organizations do not trust our colleagues in this sea area, making The other smuggling companies here are facing the situation of no business! Mardin is a black sheep! Oh, God, I finally remembered this idiom! By the way, it is the black sheep!" Wick suddenly felt a little happy: "China There is another sentence in the words... Well, the SHIT of a mouse is broken... Well... "

"One mouse dropping spoiled a pot of porridge." I answered him with a smile.

"Well, that's the sentence!" Wick nodded immediately, and said with a smile: "Mardin is a piece of mouse shit! He has broken the rules several times, and now the local smuggling organization has regarded him as a public enemy! He made All the smuggling organizations in our sea area have been shamed and suffered great losses... Oh, and one more thing... This Mardin, who was unable to do any smuggling business recently, is said to have brought his crew , actually engaged in robbery at sea! He has become a pirate!"

"pirate?"

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

I get it...and more!

Because I saw Wick's righteous indignation, and suddenly figured it out...

Why did Wick hate that black person so much? Why did he say his crew wouldn't turn on me

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

It is not surprising that fishing boats do smuggling business! Isn't that Vietnamese old snake's boat a fishing boat

"That guy robbed a fishing boat in advance and shot and killed several crew members of the fishing company. His series of actions have aroused public outrage. I guess the thing you said about the gunboat chasing him is likely to be the coast guard. Decided to exterminate him. Because the Coast Guard will not shoot at stowaways... But pirates are different! Haha! I think this is a good thing!" Wick smiled and picked up a cup of coffee: "For the future Cheers to the peace of the sea!"

After asking clearly what I wanted to know, I finally felt relieved. Then I asked cautiously, "Wake on board, when will your ship dock?"

"Soon, we will be able to go ashore tomorrow morning." Wick said with a smile: "To be honest, my boat was originally going to go westward for fishing, but when I met you, I think you must be very eager to go ashore. Yes, so I turned around yesterday."

"Thank you." I sighed.

"Oh, it's nothing." Wick smiled slyly: "Although I didn't catch any fish, the money you gave is enough to make up for my loss! I even thought, with this money, I can make up for the current situation." Sell the boat and exchange it for a big one!"

I am completely relieved.

It seems that the guy on Wick's boat may not be a good person... He seems to be in the smuggling business, and he is a smiling tiger, and at the same time, he is also cunning.

But at least he's well behaved! Doing business also pays attention to credibility!

Such a person, I would still like to deal with him.

"We are going around on the left side of Vancouver Island. By this time tomorrow, you can go ashore. I will park the boat at the pier in Little Victoria Harbor." Wick said slowly: "I must explain, Mr. Chen , before you disembark, I don't want you to come into contact with my crew. This is my rule. On my ship, you are my guest, but guests must also abide by my rules! Do you understand?"

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

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

I hesitated, and finally made up my mind: "Maybe I'm asking too much, but I thought, I wonder if you can help me arrange a route to Vancouver, preferably find a car for me, or something .”

Wick smiled. There was a hint of complacency in his smile, and then he patted my shoulder hard, and said with an exaggerated smile: "Oh, my dear Chen! You are so interesting! I thought you would keep silent. Well, In fact, even if you don't tell me, I will ask you. This is one of my service items... What's more, you paid me so much money, and I will provide you with the best service!"

My heart skipped a beat. What he said is tantamount to implying me in a disguised form that he is actually in the smuggling business.

Then Wick smiled and said, "Are you going to Vancouver? Well, it's not difficult! Don't worry, I will help you arrange a very proper route."

Wick wasn't lying.

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

After so many days of life-and-death struggle at sea, and rolling over the death line many times, I don't know how many times, I thought my life was over!

And now, at last, I saw land again! Saw the ground! !

"It's a pity that I can't take you directly to Vancouver, because my ship doesn't have a license to dock directly at the Vancouver port, so I can only take you ashore at the small Victoria Harbor pier." Wick finally allowed me to walk out of the room.

On the deck, the crew is busy furling the sails, untying the cables, and so on.

The sea breeze at this moment is very gentle, and the waves on the sea are scaly. Unfortunately, I am afraid that I will never forget the terrifying side of the sea in my life. There are many fishing boats similar to Wick's boat moored on the pier. Wick personally steers the boat and carefully drives the boat to the shore...

I obeyed his arrangement and did not go ashore directly, but hid in the cabin at the same time.

The crew outside were busy, and Wick made a few phone calls. After a while, a truck drove up to the pier. First, a few uniformed officials or inspectors boarded the ship to check, but Wick dismissed them easily. Wick then put me in a dirty uniform and arranged for me and the first mate to lift the fish from the boat.

This is a big fish that is one and a half meters long. The first mate and I hooked the fish ashore with an iron hook. I was wearing the crew uniform, dirty, and walked past the two inspecting policemen, but they were chatting with Wick without even looking at me. I saw Wick smiling at me Playing tricks, he silently smiled at me with his mouth: "Bon voyage!"

After that things are very simple.

Together with the first mate, I threw the fish into the big basket of the staff on the shore, where someone stuffed the fish with ice and loaded it into the truck. The first mate and I walked to the side of the truck, the first mate chatted with the driver, and the two smoked a cigarette.

Taking advantage of the two of them helping me to block my sight, I immediately flew into the car and jumped into the cargo hold at the back.

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

The cargo hold is full of fish, it smells fishy, and there are ice cubes, it's very cold! I was shivering with cold and kept rubbing my hands. Just when I couldn't help sighing, I heard the front bulkhead slammed and then clicked, a small window on the side of the cab was opened, and the driver inside shouted at me: "Welcome To Vancouver, bro!"

He speaks Chinese! The driver is also of Chinese descent. He smiled and said, "Hold on for a while, by the way...don't pee in my car, those fish will be sold for money."

He threw a stall through the window, and a bag, and told me, "That bag is something that guy Wick asked me to give you."

Then the windows closed.

Immediately I wrapped the blanket around myself, warmed up a bit, and opened the bag.

There is a suit of clothes inside, although it is old clothes, but it is very clean. It is the kind of dress that will never be very conspicuous when walking on the street. At the same time, there is a stack of banknotes at the bottom of the bag.

I know, it's Canadian dollars, I counted it, it's about a thousand Canadian dollars.

I laughed.

Anyway, I am grateful to Captain Wick. He's not a good guy, even greedy, but at least he's a guy who knows how to do business.

Although from a certain point of view, he collected two big bags of money from me, which amounted to several million. Now I am only given a set of clothes and a thousand Canadian dollars. But at least, everything he did was in accordance with the rules of the business! I gave him the two packs of money, and that was voluntary.

And this bag of clothes and this thousand Canadian dollars, even if he doesn't give me, I can't say anything. He did... um, how should I put it...

He may be a greedy bastard, but at least he's also a cute one.