Just as Song Shutian was about to answer Jiang Qiao's question, Guo Zhigang, who was standing next to him, suddenly pulled out a pistol and pointed it directly at Song Shutian's head.

"Don't move, Lao Zhong, bring the bag over here—"

His actions took everyone by surprise, even Song Shutian himself. He never dreamed that the comrade beside him, whom he had worked with for so long, was actually an enemy agent.

However, he didn't dare say it directly. "Old Guo, stop messing around. This is no joke. Quickly put away what you're holding, or it might go off accidentally—"

Guo Zhigang snorted coldly, "Song Shutian, I don't believe you have no doubts at all. That's right, I am the one you think I am, surnamed Zhong. Quickly throw what you have in your hand over, or I'll beat him to death. Without Song Shutian, none of you guys are a match for me."

The bespectacled man, clutching his briefcase, glanced at Guo Zhigang and then at Song Shutian, hesitating for a long time before finally remaining still.

Lin Laidi held her grandson and closed her eyes helplessly, while Qiao Jie clenched his fists in anger, but there was nothing he could do.

Guo Zhigang was furious. He smugly pointed at the man with glasses and said, "I'll count to three. If you don't throw it over now, Song Shutian will die first, then you'll be the second. The briefcase will still be mine. One—two—"

Before he could even shout "Three!", a gunshot rang out. The one who fell was not Song Shutian, but Guo Zhigang, who had taken him hostage.

Fortunately, Song Shutian reacted quickly. The moment Guo Zhigang fell, he turned around and subdued the wolf in human skin.

Jiang Qiao then lunged forward and picked up the pistol that Guo Zhigang had dropped onto the boat.

He raised his hand triumphantly at Guo Zhigang and said, "How does it feel to get shot?"

Song Shutian handcuffed Guo Zhigang, but Jiang Qiao didn't trust the device. A trained person with the right tools could easily open it.

"Brother Song, quickly search him. I have rope here; tie him up again—"

Song Shutian initially thought that Jiang Qiao's search was a bit unnecessary, but the search actually yielded quite a few results.

Under Jiang Qiao's guidance, they didn't even miss the opponent's shoes or teeth.

Guo Zhigang glared angrily at Jiang Qiao, "I underestimated you, you brat—"

Jiang Qiao raised an eyebrow smugly. "What, you're not convinced? Oh, I forgot to tell you, my parents are both soldiers. I learned how to use this gun from them. You're also the first person I ever tested it on. Tsk tsk, you can't blame anyone else for your stupidity."

After Song Shutian tied Guo Zhigang up tightly, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, when he saw the thing Jiang Qiao was holding, his heart jumped again.

"Um, Comrade Jiang Qiao, it's not appropriate for a young lady like you to carry that. It would be better if I kept it safe."

Jiang Qiao didn't waste any time arguing with him and simply handed the two pistols to Song Shutian.

Once the items were in Song Shutian's hands, he felt relieved and quickly told Jiang Qiao to row the boat while also trying to get information out of Guo Zhigang.

"Old Guo, why are you in such a hurry to attack us? Is it because your backup has arrived?"

Guo Zhigang snorted but didn't answer. Jiang Qiao kicked him while rowing the boat. "Can't you speak like a human being? What are you snorting for? If you're not as good as others, you can only blame yourself. Go back to prison and practice some more. But I'm afraid you don't have much of a chance. What about the people on that boat? You guys are the culprits. Why don't you hurry up and try to make a name for yourself? What, are you tired of living?"

Song Shutian was now somewhat convinced that Jiang Qiao's parents were soldiers. Otherwise, how could a young girl have such confidence and courage? An ordinary child would have been paralyzed with fear long ago.

Guo Zhigang didn't answer, and Jiang Qiao was too lazy to pay attention either; Song Shutian hadn't answered her question yet.

Speaking of this, Song Shutian hesitated for a moment, "It's true that they destroyed the ship's communication equipment, but we have a transmitter with us, and we hope it can work."

Jiang Qiao, I hope you will fully cooperate with me in the time ahead—

Jiang Qiao frowned and nodded. "Don't worry about that. We absolutely cannot let the enemy's scheme succeed. Otherwise, not to mention the people on that ship, just the ship itself is worth a lot of money, and we won't be able to find anyone to compensate us."

Hearing this, Song Shutian was both amused and exasperated. This girl, at this age, is still thinking about property. But it's good that she's like this; it makes her seem lively.

Otherwise, he really wasn't used to seeing him act like such a grown-up.

Qiao Jie spoke up from the side, "Qiao'er, let Grandpa paddle for a while, you take a rest, these things need to be done in turns."

Jiang Qiao didn't stand on ceremony with the old man and told him frankly that her arm was a little sore.

"Grandpa, you paddle first, I'll rest and then we'll take turns."

Lin Laidi also spoke up, "Brother Qiao, I'll come too in a bit. No matter what, we can't be weaker than a little girl, can we?"

Jiang Qiao shook her head. "Grandma Lin, you should skip it. You get seasick, you won't have any energy left. You and Xiao Douzi should just sit still."

Old Zhong, carrying his briefcase, spoke up, "Well, I'll take over in a bit. I'm a man, after all; let me do the rowing. You all take a break—"

Since everyone on the boat was fine, Song Shutian didn't insist that Lao Zhong sit idly. Rowing was fine, but it was his turn to hold the briefcase, and Jiang Qiao took his place.

Jiang Qiao came up with a good idea: he had Lin Laidi and Qiao Jie use a bed sheet as a sail, which greatly increased their speed.

"Hey, Jiang Qiao, why are you bringing bed sheets with you when you go out?"

Jiang Qiao rolled her eyes at Song Shutian. "Can't I be clean?"

The man with glasses nodded in agreement. "That makes sense. It's a good thing that the young lady likes to be clean. As long as it works, that's fine."

When Jiang Qiao and the others arrived at the small island, they could see a small boat heading towards their previous location in the distance.

She wasn't worried about them coming after her; in fact, it would be even better if they did. She had so many weapons in her spatial storage; she could easily throw them out and give them a hard time.

It was a pity that they didn't come, but Song Shutian was secretly relieved.

"Luckily we made it here, otherwise we might have run into them. Let's quickly drag the boat ashore and hide it."

Once the group reached the island, they needed to find a place to rest as soon as possible. Their clothes were soaked by the sea, and if they didn't dry them quickly, the strong north wind would make them sick, which would be the least of their worries. Especially since they were on a deserted island, they didn't know when they would have to leave if the rescue team couldn't arrive.

After investigation, a cave was found by the sea, but the conditions inside were not good. It was covered in bird droppings and damp. However, compared to the outside, at least there was no strong north wind inside.

Jiang Qiao and Glasses went out to collect firewood, while the people who stayed behind were responsible for cleaning.

However, even after bringing back firewood, starting a fire became a major problem, as all the matches they carried were soaked and unusable.