She searched along the Pacific coastline for fish-collecting rafts placed by fishing companies from various countries, hoping to find some fish that might be caught by various means.

Don't say that doing this is immoral or corrupt. In international waters, the fish are in the sea, and whoever catches them gets to keep them.

In international waters far from our motherland, Chinese fishing vessels are often bullied by foreign fishing vessels and suffer unfair treatment.

Not only are the tuna collection devices placed on fishing boats often seized by other countries, but a few years ago they were even violently attacked by Japanese and South Korean fishermen like bandits.

On the high seas, being killed or injured is all too common.

Chen Hong didn't have the ability to openly seize it, but she did have the ability to use her shrewdness to steal it.

On her first day in the Pacific Ocean, Chen Hong received a distress call from a Chinese fishing boat on a public channel.

Chinese fishing boats in the nearby waters rushed to the scene of the incident, and Chen Hong also hurried to set sail, trying to find out what had happened as he went.

Through the fishermen's curses, Chen Hong learned the truth of the matter.

It turns out that during the pursuit of tuna by our country's fishing boats, a conflict broke out in the high seas where small-scale aquaculture nets were located.

Japanese fishermen detained our fishing boat, intending to board it and cause trouble under the pretext of stealing fish.

Chen Hong was overjoyed when she heard about this. "Here it comes! I'm going to get rich!"

"My family's big fish is ready to be sold, and my filial children and grandchildren will offer it as a sacrifice!"

Chen Hong was regretting that she had completely missed the best time to catch tuna in autumn.

Now that the tuna has finished laying its eggs and is heading back, she can only catch the last bus.

Who would have thought that someone would deliver goods to my door in the vast Pacific Ocean!

Is this what they call being fed by God? Chen Hong was overjoyed!

She hummed a nonsensical tune and happily headed to the scene.

When Chen Hong arrived, three 1,000-ton ocean-going fishing vessels from China were already on site. Judging from the markings on the hulls, they should belong to a fishing company.

They were all fishermen from Fuzhou, and Chen Hong could hear their standard Fuzhou dialect accent.

She didn't get too close; she observed and watched the commotion from a distance. It wasn't that she lacked loyalty; compared to her fishing boat, the others were all giant ships.

In case of emergency or conflict, her small boat would be no match for them.

To avoid being caught in the crossfire, she could only stay behind and cheer on our country's crew.

Looking into the distance, wow! What a huge deep-sea aquaculture base! Chen Hong counted carefully and found that there were no fewer than twenty huge aquaculture cages, with yellow buoys forming circles and floating on the sea surface.

Chen Hong had already checked on the way here; this place is located between 40 and 50 degrees north latitude, which is the best location for raising bluefin tuna.

She was puzzled. With such a long coastline, Japan could raise as many tuna as it wanted, so why would it be so domineering as to build fish cages in the high seas of the Pacific Ocean?

Although this place is quite close to Japanese territory, it is still international waters. Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Chen Hong was completely baffled, but that didn't stop her from enjoying the spectacle.

The Japanese have a deep-seated flaw that hasn't changed in a thousand years; they only have two medium-sized fishing boats now.

It could be carrying out a feeding mission, or it could be a security vessel on duty at the aquaculture farm.

They started shouting insults at each other, and then the Japanese fishing boat used a high-pressure water cannon to ram the Chinese fishing boat.

There were three Chinese fishing boats at the scene, and they were quite large. They were not to be underestimated and retaliated by ramming the Japanese boats.

Seeing that things were going badly and they were about to suffer a loss, the Japanese ship immediately stopped and called for negotiations, declaring that if they did not stop, they would report to the Japanese Maritime Safety Administration's law enforcement vessel and forcibly board the Chinese ship for a search.

After more than two hours of back-and-forth negotiations, and it was almost dark, the Chinese fishing boat finally relented and allowed two Japanese men to board and inspect the vessel, confirming that they had not stolen anything.

In truth, everyone knows that the Japanese are just looking for trouble, trying to take advantage of the situation and steal the catch from the Chinese fishing boats.

To their utter surprise, three Chinese fishing boats from one company were nearby, and they all came running when they were called.

Now, two Chinese fishing boats, one South Korean fishing boat, and two Japanese fishing boats are surrounding the area.

In the end, neither side could save face. Two Japanese fishermen boarded the Chinese fishing boat, searched around, found nothing, declared it a misunderstanding, and the matter was hastily concluded.

As darkness fell, the fishing boats on the outskirts gradually dispersed, and the three fishing boats from Fuzhou also set sail and left.

Chen Hong also steered the boat a nautical mile out, dropped anchor, and prepared to cook. Black Tiger obediently lay on the deck to keep watch.

After half a day of hustle and bustle, the place has now returned to tranquility.

Now, apart from the aquaculture farm's fishing boat and Chen Hong's fishing boat, only those twenty large aquaculture cages remain on the sea.

Chen Hong pan-fried some cod fillets and stewed some cod tofu for dinner, which she ate with rice. It was especially fresh and delicious.

Fish are fattest and most tender in winter, and the fish soup made from them is milky white.

She was enjoying her meal when a Japanese fishing boat called out to her, asking why she was there and what she was doing.

Wow! Chen Hong was worried that her mediocre Japanese wouldn't be enough, but she didn't expect that someone among them could speak fluent Chinese.

Chen Hong told them over the radio that she was a sailing enthusiast and would stay overnight to rest before setting off at dawn the next morning, which would not affect their aquaculture business.

At one o'clock in the morning, Chen Hong turned off all the lights on the ship and also turned off the satellite phone and radio.

Yu Mimi steered her boat closer to the aquaculture base, then, in the dark, she retrieved her fishing boat and dived into the sea.

Chen Hong had detected it with radar; the water here was over 800 meters deep, and the tuna swam at the bottom during the day.

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