Chapter 68 The 'person' under the water
"diving?"
"Diving here so late?"
"Brother Yu, you are not mistaken!"
Several young men sitting in the cabin who were talking and laughing just now, now leaned over and looked at the sonar display on the control panel with surprise.
They are all a new generation of fishermen, and they naturally know exactly what is displayed on this monitor.
This small red dot that suddenly appeared is not a sign of a big fish, but a symbol of a living "person". Moreover, according to the machine display, this "person" should be moving about 40 meters underwater, not in a static state.
“There’s actually someone diving with this!”
"Aren't you afraid of danger at this late hour?"
“Is there something wrong with the sonar?”
Several people started talking at once .
Even fishermen who have been dealing with the sea for years do not have the courage to dive at night with such low visibility.
Moreover, the nearby waters were full of rugged reefs and complex undercurrents. They were somewhat timid when they drove their fishing boats overnight to bypass these waters. They dared to take such risks on their journey home only because they grew up nearby and were able to avoid underwater dangers bit by bit.
In such a comparison, the underwater "frogman" who was captured by the sonar detection device and went into the water overnight was either highly skilled and had something to rely on, or he was extremely brave.
"Brother Yu, why don't we go over and take a look?" several people discussed it.
The dark-skinned young man at the helm shook his head and said, "Maybe some scientific researchers are testing something overnight over there. There are reefs over there, and it's too dangerous to go near them. Besides, other people are diving there, and if we go near them, it will affect them, so it's not appropriate."
"I'll ask my dad later. That piece of land is very close to my home, just behind my house. My dad should know something about it."
Seeing the young man at the helm say so, the other young men also had no objections, and they were obviously quite convinced by this man. In addition, they had been out at sea for more than half a month, and they were eager to return home. After taking a few glances at the "person" on the sonar display , they lost interest and began to discuss where to go to get some wine and food for a midnight snack to celebrate when they got ashore.
The impending typhoon is both a danger and a rare opportunity for these new generation fishermen to go ashore and relax.
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Just as the fishing boat was passing quickly around the back cliff, Chen Jue, who was practicing martial arts underwater, also used his powerful hearing to hear a strange propeller sound coming from hundreds of meters away.
"Is there a ship passing by?" Chen Jue held the stone ball and looked in the direction where the noise came from.
Although there were a few rays of bright moonlight projected on the water surface, it was pitch black under the sea. With Chen Jue's eyesight, a few meters was already the limit.
Chen Jue had been diving and practicing for the past few days. He knew that the rocky coast of Houya was a place where few people would come, so he became more and more bold in practicing, without considering the possibility of being discovered by the passing ships.
Fortunately, the sound of the propeller became farther and farther away and weaker and weaker until it could no longer be heard. Only then did Chen Jue breathe a sigh of relief.
However, the noise of the ship made Chen Jue a little more alert. It seemed that he had to be more careful before practicing diving in the future. In addition to confirming that there was no one around, he also had to check if there were any ships passing by on the sea.
If a boat passed over my head during the day and I could see myself practicing qigong with the help of the light, I would not be able to explain it clearly.
Even at night, a searchlight can barely penetrate the 40-meter-deep clear sea water.
"It seems like I have to be on guard against those fishermen from now on!"
"If a boat comes across my head, no matter how hard I hold my breath, I will never be able to outlast the patience of these fishermen." Chen Jue thought so, and after practicing for more than 20 minutes, he calmly went ashore with the stone ball, and then ran all the way back to the villa.
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The white fishing boat, using the moonlight, made a big circle around the protruding part of the island. It took more than twenty minutes and finally stopped at a small pier in a nearby fishing village.
A few young people chatted and laughed as they dropped the anchor and tied the rope to the iron pile at the dock. They then got off the boat together and planned to go home, take a shower, have a barbecue snack, drink some wine to get through the night, and then each walked towards their own home.
The dark-skinned young man at the helm walked across the pier, took the path along the beach, and then slowly returned to his own small villas.
Seeing that most of the villas had their lights off, with only his own house at the first and the last still having lights on, the dark-skinned young man couldn't help but grin, "Summer vacation is over and there are still tourists staying here? Business is not bad!"
Then he pushed the door open and entered the first small villa. Seeing his parents sitting in the living room watching TV, the young man shouted, "Dad! Mom!"
The aunt at the homestay was very happy. Seeing her eldest son coming back, she hurried over to hug him, holding his face and looking at him from left to right, muttering, "My son! You have become thinner outside! Go take a bath quickly. There are hot dishes and hot rice in the pot. The bed is made for you."
As for Uncle Yu, he took out a cigarette and handed it over, asking about the situation at sea. He also talked about the situation at home while his son was sitting and eating dinner after taking a bath.
Upon hearing that the small villa had been renewed for another month, the dark-skinned young man was still full of joy and kept praising his family's good business.
But when he heard his father mention that the tourist who booked the villa actually caught a wild yellow croaker weighing more than 8 kilograms in the waters behind the cliff, the dark-skinned young man couldn't help but widen his eyes and almost couldn't lift the chopsticks to eat!
"Dad! Is this true?"
"A big gold bar weighing 8 kilograms?"
"Wasn't he rich overnight? He could live in our house for free for a year after selling the fish!" The dark-skinned young man muttered to himself, feeling mixed emotions and feeling a little uncomfortable.
Although he earned good income from deep-sea fishing, his expenses were also very high.
The boat needs maintenance, the fuel supply costs for going out to sea are huge, and there are also wages for a group of boatmen and fishermen to be paid. After all the calculations, if the catch is good, you can make a small profit, but if you only catch cheap fish, you will suffer a huge loss.
This time we were out at sea for more than half a month, but the harvest was only mediocre. In the end, when we did the math, the remaining profit was not even as much as this one fish was worth.
"I personally took Ah Jue to sell it to Bucktooth Sun. How could it be fake?"
"He will come over to our house for dinner tomorrow. You can get to know him then. We are all young people, so you can communicate more." Uncle Yu took a puff of his cigarette and gave his son a look that showed he understood.
"Okay!" The dark-skinned young man nodded. He must make friends with such a lucky tourist.
However, remembering what had just happened at sea, he asked his old father again if there were people doing scientific research diving in the area behind the cliff.
"Going diving for scientific research late at night?"
"No way! I watch the doorstep every day. No one would go to the back cliff!" Uncle Yu shook his head.
Now, the black young man became even more depressed!
The path to Houya requires passing through the doors of the B&Bs where my family lives. Since my father said so, there will definitely be no one doing any diving operations in that area.
Could it be that there is really something wrong with the sonar detection device on the fishing boat?
The dark-skinned young man was confused, and he planned to go to the back cliff tomorrow morning. If that didn't work, he would ask some friends to go sea fishing to see if he could try to catch an 8-jin wild yellow croaker.
