Report to Master Sheng, Madam is pretending to be well-behaved every day

She had blindly monitored the sea surface for a few days before, and her eyes were almost blind before she realized it later——

In a place like the Sea of ​​Death, it is obviously unscientific for supply ships to come in and out every day, and there should be a fixed supply time.

But the scope is a bit wide, it can be a specific date, it can also be an interval period, it can be based on a certain number, or it can be based on a week...

Using the method of elimination to simply eliminate, Yuzheng probably locked in a few of the simplest methods.

The day I had dinner with Fergus was the 8th, and all dates with 8 can be used as a key observation day.

She had already observed on the 18th, and there was a high probability that no ships came in or out.

Second, it is in weeks.

It was Tuesday, and she had observed in her room last week, and found nothing unusual.

So this time, she decided to go to the ship island.

It doesn't matter if you don't get anything, you can do it again on the 28th.

If it doesn't work, then we have to consider taking the time limit within half a month as the unit...

If not once, then twice, anyway, as long as there are supply ships coming in and out, she will definitely find a chance to leave.

Offshore winds are cold, especially at high altitudes.

"Aqiu..."

Yuzheng stared at it for more than half an hour, but there was no movement, and she was still shivering from the cold.

She was considering whether to crawl back to her room to get a blanket when she saw the faint lights on the sea in the distance.

Yu Zheng suddenly widened her eyes and looked carefully. The faint light was slowly approaching from the northwest.

Getting closer and brighter.

Convex (fuck dish)

It looks like a real supply freighter.

Yuzheng was so excited that his hands were shaking, and he stared at the row of lights, afraid that it was his hallucination.

I don't know how long it took, and finally saw a freighter appear in front of me.

The faint light of the starship lighthouse shone on the sea, and rows of neatly stacked containers could be vaguely seen.

That's it, that's what you're waiting for...

Yuzheng was so excited that his mouth was dry, and he swallowed with difficulty and sneaked down the ship island, planning to get on the freighter first.

The moment she reached the deck, she suddenly heard Wang Peng's angry roar from inside the cabin: "Go and find Su Manman as soon as possible."

Yuzheng suddenly felt that something was wrong, and tried to avoid the lighthouse and run towards the freighter.

He hadn't run far when he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps. Wang Peng had led his men to the deck, cursing and swearing.

"Su Manman, your uncle, if you say you should run away, your words don't count."

"I treat you like a cow and a horse, and give you so many preferential treatment, and you actually let me do it together."

The deck is so long that you can't see the end at a glance.

Yuzheng ran in the opposite direction, and was blocked by the ship island. Wang Peng and others didn't find her for a while.

She didn't have time to dodge, and rushed towards the freighter frantically with the energy of a [-]-meter sprint.

Seeing the freighter getting closer, Yu Zheng also ran faster and faster.

After trotting all the way to the end, the freighter gradually docked.

Standing on the deck, Yuzheng vaguely heard someone talking on the lower deck under her feet.

"It's so late at night, I'm so sleepy. Don't worry about delivering supplies once a week."

"What do you say, what do you eat if you don't send supplies? Let me tell you, it's best to send us every day."

"Even if you give it every day, it's for those big shots. It would be nice if you could eat some leftovers..."

This position is a stepped design, and she can clearly see a dozen people standing on the lower deck.

From their conversation, Yu Zheng finally figured out the general situation.

The supply ship should come every Tuesday.

But the direction it came from happened to be the back of her room.

And this freighter does not know what technology is used, it is extremely quiet, and the sound of the engine can hardly be heard.

So she didn't find out last week.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that she found a way out.

After all, the opportunity was rare, and Yu Zheng didn't dare to act rashly.

The cat huddled into a ball on the upper deck, quietly looking at the layout of the freighter.

After a while, the freighter has stopped.

The people on the starship released the pedals, and a middle-aged man stepped onto the starship and took out a thick stack of invoices: "Who will accept the goods this week?"

The person in charge on the starship was a little puzzled: "I haven't seen you before, where is Uncle Peter?"

"Uncle Peter's wife gave birth to a child, and I am his nephew. I will be responsible for this supply."

"Peter is still having children at this age?"

"It was his wife who gave birth to the child, uh... it should be his lover."

"Haha, I can't tell that Uncle Peter is quite romantic..."

After several people were laughing and laughing, the handover was completed, and the small tower crane on the freighter started to work, and the containers were hoisted one by one to the lower deck for stacking.

There is a lot of crackling noise, and when the tower crane moves into the air, there will be a blind spot for more than ten seconds.

When the five containers were hoisted onto the starship, Yuzheng had roughly calculated the rules.

When the sixth was hoisted into the air, she jumped up from the upper deck, and landed on a container of the freighter through the blind spot of the container staying in the air.

bang—

The tower crane lowered the container, and she just fell.

The loud noise of stacking containers just covered up her voice.

But Yuzheng didn't dare to take it lightly, and tiptoed down the container to hide in the cabin.

The open air is too dangerous. If the starship has monitoring equipment, it will be easy to spot her.

As a result, Yuzheng just landed on the ground and took two steps when he heard a slight sound behind him.

There are people behind.

Yuzheng clenched the pistols that passed over the two guards, and turned around suddenly.

The moment she turned around and raised the gun, a heart-warming kick hit her face.

The speed was so fast that she had no time to dodge.

Yuzheng only felt a pain in his chest, his internal organs were severely impacted, and his entire chest was burning hot.

He fell heavily backwards on the ground, and it hurt from the tailbone to the temple.

Yuzheng's mind was buzzing, and she couldn't help but think of the foot kicked by her husband on Dulong Island.

This strong strength is almost catching up with her family's Great Demon King.

"do not move……"

Before Yuzheng recovered from the severe pain, a foot had already stepped heavily on her chest, and a cold gun barrel was pressed against her forehead.

Yuzheng: Convex

Why are there such masters on the freighter?

It's really TM that he died before the teacher was born.

Yuzheng endured the severe pain and raised her head. She could vaguely see a tall and straight man standing in front of her, with one foot still on her.

It's a pity that in the middle of the densely packed containers, the light can hardly shine through.

It was black and smeared, and she didn't see what the other person looked like. She could only see that he was almost fully armed except for the helmet, which was not easy to mess with anyway.

Yuzheng has always been a person who is very knowledgeable about current affairs, and hastily raised his hands above his head to beg for mercy: "Don't do it, I'm passing by."

She deliberately spoke in a false voice, which was different from usual.

The man who stepped on her raised his foot and pressed it hard, and asked coldly: "I only give you one chance to tell the truth."

His voice is also very hoarse and low, which doesn't sound like his original tone.

Yuzheng felt as if she had heard this voice somewhere before.

Coupled with the pure accent of language A, the other party is likely to be from country A.

So she tentatively asked, "Are you from Country A?"