Chapter 569 The Tide Remains
The sea is sparkling under the moonlight.
The air was filled with a salty, fishy smell and a strong odor of paint.
Bifang reached out and grabbed the railing of the boat, slowly pulling herself up. Drops of water on the ends of her hair dripped into the sea like a string, making a subtle sound.
The tide remained the same, and everything was covered by the sound of the waves.
The night and the sound of the tide became the best protection for the two.
The two men went up to the deck, stepped over the long pole , Bifang took off his shirt, went to the side to wrung out the water, put it back on, and then went to the front of the cabin.
Then in the moonlight, you can clearly see that this is a very ordinary old lock.
This is normal. Offshore fishing boats are not ocean-going fishing boats and only have one cabin. In this case, there are not many protective measures and the locks used are all old locks, which may even become rusty due to frequent exposure to wind and rain.
Only some new ships use more complex lock structures, which is why Bifang did not choose the new ship that is closer to the cliff.
You can smell the pungent smell of paint from a long distance away, and even the smell of the sea cannot cover it.
Bifang pulled out a piece of wire from his pocket, folded it into a long and a short piece, straightened both ends, and bent the long piece, which was nearly one centimeter long, into a 90-degree bend to make a torque wrench.
He inserted the lock core skillfully and began to turn the spring inside.
Mu Jialun looked around as if nothing had happened, and asked in a low voice: "How come you are so skilled?"
“Didn’t you learn this when you were a deer hunter?”
“…”
Mugalen was silent for a while, then answered truthfully: "Anyway, I haven't learned it."
"Then you are really unlucky."
Mugalen's eye twitched, and he turned to face the outside and concentrated on keeping watch.
Bifang inserted the bent torque wrench into the bottom of the keyhole and applied rotational pressure to one side with very light force.
He didn't know the direction the key would turn, so he could only try it once clockwise and once counterclockwise, with a 50% chance of success, and carefully feel the resistance.
If you rotate in the right direction, the resistance will be smaller.
Bifang kept applying pressure on the torque wrench, inserted the paper clip for picking the lock into the upper keyhole, and began to "find the position".
Most American-made locks have at least 5 bolts, all of which need to be tried out to open the lock.
Maintaining the pressure of the wrench, Bifang presses the bolt to the unlocking position, starting from the inside to test the bolt positions one by one and press down, feeling a slight elastic feeling, until you hear a slight click.
Although he knew how to do it, Bifang was still a novice and could only try them out one by one. It was said that veterans could succeed all at once.
The pressure on the wire increased, and every time it hit the bolt, Bifang would shake the pick pin.
Five minutes later, Mugalen heard a click.
Everything went smoothly.
The moon is very round tonight, and you can see clearly even in the cab.
The cockpit was very crowded. Apart from various electronic instruments and a rudder, there was a small bed. The air was filled with the smell of sweat, smoke and fishy smell left over from the day.
"Did you bring your cell phone?"
"Yes."
Mugalen handed over a bag made of aluminum foil. Judging from its shape, it was undoubtedly a mobile phone.
The packaging is very tight, with a total of four layers of aluminum foil.
Whatever the situation, perhaps the most dangerous factor is the device that most people in most countries carry in their pockets.
In some areas, telecommunications companies are state-owned enterprises. Information security is particularly important in these areas.
All foreign phones present on cellular networks are foreign devices and therefore easier to track.
Bifang was worried that the Japanese would take advantage of this, so when operating at night, they would shield or completely disable these devices, or place them in bags made of four layers of aluminum foil to shield input and output signals.
Smart devices redirect all of the battery's energy to search for signals , so single or double layers of aluminum foil cannot shield them, and the foil must be wrapped tightly around the body without any gaps.
Mugalen obviously did exactly what Bifang asked.
Using the previous method, Bifang quickly installed the equipment in an inadvertent place. After doing all this, the two walked out of the cab and re-locked it.
Everything is back to normal.
"Wait." Bifang stopped Mugalen who was about to go into the sea and looked at the deck beside him.
The long pole on the deck is very eye-catching. Everyone knows that this is the weapon for killing dolphins.
"Let's put one on this pole, too."
The rod is hollow, which makes it more flexible and lighter, making it not only louder but also easier to use, but it also provides a good place to hide a key idea.
“The paint smell is too strong.”
Bifang resisted the urge to sneeze, fixed the camera at a certain position inside the empty pole, and followed Mugalen, as quietly as water.
At this moment, the people on the mountain had no idea that someone had done this right under their noses.
In the night, Fei Niao stared blankly at two black shadows climbing up the cliff and disappearing into the woods little by little. He raised his head to look at the moon in the sky and even felt it was a little dazzling. It was not because he was not fully awake.
Somehow, Fei Niao did not choose to shout. His intuition told him that ordinary petty thieves did not have such good skills, and would not target a small fishing boat with nothing on it.
Perhaps the only valuable thing about a fishing boat is itself?
But it's hard to sell because you can't drive it to a place where no one knows it and sell it.
Who are they?
The young Fei Niao was sitting on the edge of the bed. When he saw the figure, he became nervous and held his breath. He didn't dare to breathe heavily, for fear that it might be a deadly gangster.
But the two men did not seem to notice them. Until they left, they did not notice that there was a young man hiding on a new fishing boat not far away, with a pair of eyes staring at them through the window.
It was not until the two left that Asuka gasped and realized that he had been holding his breath.
After a long pause, Fei Niao's first reaction was to call the police and tell them.
Those two people are definitely not good people!
But as soon as this thought came into mind, it was shattered by a flying bird.
Even if he is not a good person, what can he do here?
Steal money?
There was no money on the fishing boat.
Fei Niao frowned and thought for a long time. The young man suddenly remembered what his father said when he was drunk during the day.
"These dolphin protectors have nothing to do after eating. Yesterday they found two cameras. What do they want to do? What do they want to do? Are they going to destroy the foundation of our ancestors? Ah!"
"Flying Bird, if you see them, tell me to arrest them all and put them in jail. Only then will they behave themselves!"
"Dolphin Bay is our place. It has nothing to do with them. Nothing to do with them!"
Thinking of this, Asuka Xin took a deep breath.
"No way, it's such a coincidence that I ran into you?"
What should I do? Should I tell my father and everyone else?
Although the dolphin catching season was held as scheduled, Fei Niao could sense that this year everyone was not as happy as they had imagined. The moment they got the money after catching a dolphin during the day was indeed joyful, but soon, this joy turned into worry.
It’s not because the money has become less, but because someone wants to destroy the joy that may still exist in the future.
But……
I thought of the bloody day, the screams of the dolphins, the dolphin shows I saw in my childhood, and the 396,000 yen I had earned.
That's not three thousand or six thousand, but three hundred and ninety-six thousand!
Yes, Asuka also got some money. He just knocked on the pole during the day, and even though his hands are still sore now, he got more than three thousand dollars, nearly four hundred thousand yen.
When the captain took the money from the trainer and distributed it to the crew, Asuka was shocked. He seemed to be overwhelmed by joy. He was dazed and somewhat unbelievable.
Such a thick stack of banknotes actually belongs to me.
Even though he was the youngest, had the least experience, and got the least money, he still had more than 270,000 yen, which was enough to buy a computer with almost the best configuration. Then, any game he wanted to play would run perfectly.
The smell of blood in the air turned into the smell of the finest tuna sushi.
That is the breath of luxury and enjoyment.
Even his guilt was alleviated a lot. Even when the captain asked him to sleep for a few days on this new ship full of paint smell to get familiar with seasickness, he had no objection.
But now, Asuka remembered the guilt again.
The moonlight is bright.
After thinking for who knows how long, Fei Niao took a deep breath, suddenly lay back on the bed, and buried his head in the pillow.
Never mind. Never mind.
He saw nothing!
sleep!
On the mountain, several people were being reprimanded by their leader.
After patrolling for such a long time, I didn't find any trace of the other party once.
"They are all a bunch of trash, pigs, dogs, idiots, and fools!" Matsumoto shouted loudly, holding a long rope in his hand. At the end of the rope was a black-backed German Shepherd shaking its tail.
This is a police dog. In order to find the person, Matsumoto has given it his all.
While being scolded, the German Shepherd, who was sitting quietly on the ground, suddenly stopped wagging its tail, stood up abruptly, and roared towards the woods.
"Stop yelling, Taro!"
Matsumoto called out the blackback's name, but it was useless. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked in surprise, "Did you find a clue?"
The only response to Matsumoto was a few shouts.
Matsumoto immediately understood and let go of the leash. The German Shepherd suddenly jumped out and ran into the woods.
Matsumoto kicked the stunned police officer fiercely and shouted angrily: "What are you standing there for? Go and chase him!"
Only then did the others react and started to chase after the German Shepherd in a panic.
Unfortunately, the forest was too dark. They had not run far when the fastest runner was tripped by a stone and fell to the ground.
The people behind him were caught off guard and were crushed together like a rolling gourd.
"Waste, waste, waste!"
Matsumoto, who was in his middle age, ran slower and kicked the people on the ground wildly, kicking them all up one by one.
In the woods, Bifang and Mugalun were doing a mission and were about to go back when Bifang suddenly stopped and moved his ears slightly: "What's that sound?"
"sound?"
Mugalun held his breath and began to listen.
The sea breeze blew across the mountains, shaking the leaves of the entire forest.
In July, the most common sounds were crickets and fireflies fluttering and dancing around them.
After listening quietly for a moment, they both opened their eyes and looked at each other.
"police dog!"
"run!"
“No need!” Bifang grabbed Mugalun who was about to run away.
How could a human possibly outrun a dog? The running speed of a medium to large dog is around 50 kilometers per hour, almost twice that of a human.
"What should we do? Kill it?" Mugalun hesitated.
"It's not necessary." Bifang shook his head. To the two of them, the police dog was not a powerful character. It was just a trouble. But no matter how troublesome it was, there was no need to kill a police dog for this.
As he spoke, Bi Fang took out a small plastic bottle from his bag and spilled the liquid on the ground.
"What is this?" Mugalun was surprised.
"It's a female dog's urine." Bifang said calmly.
Mugalun: “???”
He was not shocked by Bifang's actions, but...
"How did you get this?"
"This is a secret recipe that will never be passed on to anyone else. Okay, let's go." Bifang only poured one third of the liquid and then put the cap on the bottle.
It would not be easy for Bifang to collect the amount in this bottle by himself.
A few minutes later, a big and nimble dog jumped out of the bushes. Suddenly, his attention was attracted by a strange smell and he forgot his mission in an instant.
When Matsumoto and others arrived, they saw a German Shepherd digging the ground.
"What's going on?" Matsumoto was stunned.
As if he heard Matsumoto's voice, Dalang suddenly woke up and realized his mistake. He lay on the ground, covered his nose with his paws, whimpered, and dodged.
"ah!!!"
A roar was heard in the woods, startling the sleeping birds.
At this time, Mugalun and Bifang had already walked far away and could not hear Matsumoto's shouting at all.
Mugalun's expression was complicated: "Have you been prepared for this?"
"Yeah, I collected most of the bottle a few days ago."
It is almost certain that the other party will deploy police dogs. When it comes to searching, humans are far inferior to these hunters.
Unfortunately, they met Bifang.
Police dogs have a characteristic, or you could say a weakness, which is that most of them are male dogs.
Male dogs are naturally more suitable for training.
Canines have a social hierarchy, just like wolves, male dogs are in a leadership position, they have a stronger possessiveness and higher self-confidence, which are all necessary for training.
It’s not that there are no females, but the ratio between the two is like that between male and female soldiers, with a huge disparity, and the main force has always been male dogs.
On this basis, although the urine of a female dog is sometimes difficult to obtain, it is one of the most effective tools for distracting a police dog.
Bifang started preparing long ago. Every time he returned to the town, the female dogs on the streets would walk with their tails between their legs when they saw him.
As long as it is sprayed in a place where male dogs can clearly smell it, even well-trained police dogs cannot resist the temptation of this smell.
"Maybe next time they can change the gender of the police dog."
"Hahaha."
…
The next day, a person no one expected suddenly appeared in the Metropolitan Police Department, and Matsumoto was shocked.
"Mr. Morishita Sukeji, why are you here?"
