Feng Ye had basically completed his task, so he stood aside as an observer.

What the cultural relics bureau does is their own business; let them make their own arrangements.

Besides, it wasn't his turn to speak.

Perhaps it was because of the good weather today, with a clear blue sky and a bright sun, that even the seawater appeared a deep blue.

Underwater visibility is expected to be high, which will be beneficial for diving operations.

Jiang Dequan glanced at the other ships that were gradually coming to a stop, then turned to Fang Yi and said, "Comrade Fang Yi, thank you for your trouble."

Fang Yi nodded, took off his police uniform, folded it and put it aside, then took out his diving equipment from his bag and put it on.

His diving equipment was also very basic; it didn't even have fins, just a breathing mask and an air tube.

Moreover, it seems that they only have this one set of diving equipment, otherwise they wouldn't have gone into the water alone.

The Rising Sun does have several sets of diving equipment, but Feng Ye doesn't plan to give them out to use.

If they easily salvage everything from the seabed, wouldn't his plan fail, and the people Xiao arranged for him to get nothing?

Of course, Secretary Xiao wouldn't say a word.

For some reason, Village Chief Luo didn't mention it, perhaps because he didn't know the village chief had diving equipment, or perhaps because Secretary Xiao had informed him.

Once Fang Yi was ready, he flipped over the ship's side and jumped into the sea, diving downwards.

The water is more than 20 meters deep. To say it's deep is not really that deep; but to say it's not deep is also not really that deep.

If you dive straight to the seabed without stopping, it won't take long.

However, it should be noted that the pressure increases by one atmosphere every 10.3 meters underwater, which may cause some damage to the body, especially the eardrums.

The people on the Rising Sun were all gathered around the ship's side, staring intently at the spot where Fang Yi had dived down.

The other five fishing boats were anchored at a certain distance from the Rising Sun, and the people on board were also watching the sea.

The crowd watched the calm sea with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.

Five minutes later, Fang Yi surfaced from a position more than 20 meters away.

"Have you found anything?"

"Did you dive to the bottom of the sea? How deep is the water?"

"Are the Japanese warships down here? Have you seen them?"

"..."

A group of people stood on the ship's side, asking Fang Yi a cacophony of questions.

Fang Yiyou walked to the side of the Rising Sun and took off his breathing mask: "At a depth of about 22 or 23 meters, I didn't see any Japanese warships, but I did see a skeleton on the seabed where I surfaced. It should be a Japanese skeleton, because I found this..."

As he spoke, he handed over a samurai sword and a pistol.

Yuan's eyes gleamed as he took the samurai sword and pistol, which were somewhat mottled from being corroded by seawater, and examined them carefully.

Feng Ye leaned over and took a look, finding that the samurai sword was no different from the one he had brought, except that the degree of corrosion was different.

As for the pistol, he couldn't identify its model.

He only recognized one type of Japanese pistol: the Nambu Type 14 pistol, commonly known as the "turtle box".

"This is the Japanese Inagaki-type officer's pistol, a small pistol specifically designed for use by Japanese army and navy officers."

"This pistol was not standard issue for the Japanese soldiers, nor was it used for combat; it was a ceremonial pistol."

“When participating in award ceremonies, public events, or officers’ receptions, they would wear the medals along with their dress uniforms. To put it bluntly, it was for showing off.”

Noticing everyone's curiosity, Mr. Yuan pointed to the pistol and explained.

Then he asked Fang Yi, who had just climbed up, "Did you only see a skeleton? Did you find anything else?"

"Nothing for now, but I can go down again and search carefully; I might find something new, maybe even a few more skeletons..."

Jiang Dequan quickly stopped him from continuing, saying, "Thank you for your hard work. Take a rest first, and I'll trouble you to go down later."

Then, he turned to Feng Ye and said, "Comrade Feng Ye, could you please move the boat forward a little?"

"good."

Feng Ye nodded slightly.

Even if Jiang Dequan didn't say anything, he would still keep the boat moving forward, after all, he had to find that Japanese warship.

The Rising Sun sailed a short distance forward, and as soon as it stopped, Fang Yi jumped off the ship.

The five fishing boats that had come to join the fun also moved their boats forward, keeping a certain distance from the Rising Sun, but they ended up close together.

They all stood on the ship's railing, their eyes fixed on the sea, occasionally exchanging a few words with each other.

This time, Fang Yi stayed underwater for a bit longer, taking more than ten minutes to surface.

Moreover, the position where it surfaced was much farther away from the Rising Sun, about fifty meters away.

Before Fang Yi could swim over, Feng Ye steered the boat over.

Seeing this, the other ships followed suit one after another.

"Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work..."

"Thank you for your trouble. No rush, come up and rest for a while..."

Jiang Dequan and Yuan Lao, seeing Fang Yi holding a samurai sword in the water, smiled broadly and stuck their heads out of the ship's side.

Fang Yi swam to the side of the boat, threw his samurai sword onto it, and then climbed onto the boat using both his hands and feet, panting as he plopped down on his bottom.

"Is it just a skeleton that was found this time?"

"No, we've spotted a warship, right here. We saw a lot of things on board, which should be the artifacts you're talking about."

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