"hair?"
Why is the fishing line full of hair
The fisherman has been catching fish for more than ten years. This is the first time he has encountered such a situation. At this time, his mind is completely dazed, and his eyes are subconsciously staring at the fishing line. He wants to determine whether it is hair or water plants. .
The fishing light slowly sank, and as the light moved downward, the fishing man saw a dark shadow rising.
Not too clear, only a vague outline can be seen, no fins, no tail, but it seems to have limbs.
"people?"
When only this thought was left in his mind, the hull was hit again, and the man was completely panicked. He took out the knife he carried with him and cut the fishing line, and rowed towards the shore like crazy.
"Pull me back! Quick!"
He rowed the oars desperately, but the hull remained motionless, and the stench of black hair climbed up the hull.
"What the hell is this?!"
Not only did the boat not approach the shore, it was even pulled towards the center of the reservoir.
The man's eyes reddened when he saw it. He grabbed the bucket next to him, sprinkled the special bait carefully prepared in it, and sprinkled it into the distance, and finally threw it out with the bucket.
No one knew what his bait was made of, but the strange thing was that after the bait was thrown out, the black hair on the boat quietly dissipated, and the shadow moved quickly towards the place where the bait was thrown.
"saved?"
The man grabbed the oars and was about to row to the shore. When he turned back, he saw a horrific scene that he would never forget in his life.
At the bottom of the reservoir, something like black water plants floated up from under the water, flocking to the bait thrown at him.
"This, so much..."
His hands and feet were cold and his body was trembling. The man didn't dare to look back. He grabbed the oars with both hands and rowed towards the shore.
"Save me, save me!"
The underwater things were attracted by the bait prepared by the fishing man, and temporarily let him go. Taking this opportunity, the man escaped.
He desperately rowed the boat back to the shore, and rolled and climbed ashore.
Frightened, the fisherman was in a cold sweat, sitting far away from the river bank, gasping for breath.
"Have you seen the fish king?" Zhang Dapo was startled by the man's reaction, and hurried to the fishing man's side.
The man waved his hands frantically, his lips were blue and purple, and he was unable to say a complete sentence.
"Say, what did you see? When you first arrived on the boat, didn't you say that you were holding a harpoon, and that the fish king just caught it? Why are you cowardly now?"
"There is no fish king, the one who was underwater just now is not the fish king!" The male fishing voice was intermittent, mixed with his own gasps.
"Not the fish king? What is that?"
"People! It's a person!" The fishing man shouted frantically, feeling very unstable.
While he was communicating with Zhang Dapo, Chen Ge turned on the light on his mobile phone to shine on the boat.
The specially made luminous float rolled on the corner of the boat. This float was much larger than the floats on the market. Chen Ge took a few steps forward with curiosity.
He saw some black hair-like residues remaining in the stern.
Chen Ge was very courageous. There was an accident in the reservoir, and he still dared to stand by the water.
Looking at the dark water, no one knew if there were any strange monsters hidden below.
With his pupils narrowed, Chen Ge stretched his hand into the icy water and grabbed the hemp rope.
He towed the boat to the shore and fixed it on the stakes.
After doing all this, he found that the fishing man's mood still hadn't stabilized, and Zhang Dapo didn't notice him either.
"It's an opportunity."
Chen Ge pressed the switch of the repeater and jumped into the boat.
Shaking his body, Chen Ge was still not quite used to it.
He picked up the luminous float in the corner, which is no different from the ones on the market, just bigger and more conspicuous: "It's very slippery to the touch, there is a layer of ointment on the surface, and there is a slit in the middle, which seems to be removable. open."
With both hands, Chen Ge twisted the Yeguang Biao away, and a faint odor wafted out.
The scene in front of him was beyond his expectations. There was a little finger stuck in the float.
The wound has solidified, and there is no corpse spot, so it is difficult to judge the time of the cut.
"The fish float is stuffed with fingers, so what is the bait he uses?" Chen Ge vaguely understood why the "fish king" would only bite this man's hook. His bait is indeed very special.
Picking up the rag from the boat, Chen Ge wiped his fingerprints off the fish float, and then put it back in place.
Then he jumped ashore as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the fisherman with a hint of disgust.
When walking, the expression on Chen Ge's face was slowly changing, and when he was by the man's side, he had returned to normal.
The fisherman was so frightened that he grabbed Zhang Dapo's arm tightly and said incoherently, "People! Like water plants, they float up piece by piece!"
"Send it to the hospital, he probably has a problem with his brain." The fishing man showed the same symptoms as those tourists who entered his haunted house with bad intentions. Chen Ge just glanced at it casually and gave his own treatment advice.
"Okay." Zhang Dapo finally helped the fishing man up, and the other side pushed him away: "I didn't lie to you! That's not the fish king! It's a man!"
"Has the fish king become an elite?" Zhang Dapo smiled wryly: "Calm down and go to the hospital first."
"What hospital to go to? I'm not sick!" The man pushed Zhang Dapo away again. He seemed to suddenly remember something, rushed to the water's edge, and jumped onto the boat with some hesitation.
"What are you doing in the past?" Zhang Dapo was worried that the man had an accident, so he chased after him.
But at this time the fishing man had returned to the shore, and he put the specially made luminous drift into his pocket.
"When is it, you still care about your fish float? People are more important or fish float is more important?"
The fishing man ignored Zhang Dapo. After retrieving the fish float, he ran towards the outside of the reservoir, no matter how Zhang Dapo yelled at the man, he would not look back.
"I don't want any fishing rods anymore? Is this fishing rod worth less than a float?"
"Maybe it's because there are some secrets hidden in the fish float." Chen Ge motioned Zhang Dapo not to approach the water: "Brother, do you know what that person's name is, where does he live?"
"Are you looking for him?"
"I am also a fishing enthusiast. I want to communicate with him and learn, and return the fishing rod by the way."
"His name is Yu Qing's family. He has a very strange temper. After he divorced his wife, he lived alone in the eastern suburbs. I don't know the exact location. I only know that it is not far from the reservoir."
After inquiring about the important information, Chen Ge picked up the fishing rod on the boat and chased it directly.
Zhang Dapo watched Chen Ge slowly disappear into the night, and scratched his head: "This man feels so strange, is he just trying to find an excuse to steal the fishing rod? Am I being deceived?"
Chen Ge had good physical strength and followed behind the fishing man with a fishing rod, keeping a distance.
He suspected that the man had a murder case on his back, and he needed to find out. In addition, he also wanted to know what the man saw in the reservoir.