Zhang Xiuzhen, who was carrying a tray out of the kitchen, lost strength in her hands. The tray and cup fell to the ground, and the boiling hot tea was steaming.

Wang Jianguo stood there in a daze, opening and closing his lips, but no sound came out.

Song Guiying was trembling all over, and her voice was weak, "What do you think happened to my daughter?"

Hai Zhaotian's eyes revealed a hint of guilt, "Wang Shuning is dead."

"Mom." Wang Jianjun shouted anxiously.

Mother Song's legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

"Didn't you just say that you didn't find anyone? Since you didn't find the body, how can you conclude that my daughter is dead? Why don't you keep looking?" Wang Jianguo asked in a rough voice.

Hai Zhaotian's eyes dropped. "At that time, Wang Shuning was stabbed and bled a lot. In that situation, most people would not survive for more than six hours. And Teacher Wang's ship was attacked by marine creatures. She might have been..."

Mother Song stared at Hai Zhaotian with red eyes, "Maybe something happened to him?"

Hai Zhaotian hesitated, "After Teacher Wang fell into the water, the search and rescue personnel immediately jumped in to save her, but they couldn't find her. Maybe she was eaten by a shark, so we can't find her body."

Wang Jianguo was holding on with his arms hanging by his sides, trembling. Was he eaten by a shark?

He was fine when he left for the New Year. He was so happy and well-behaved.

Sister-in-law Zhang Xiuzhen came over to support Song's mother and asked Wang Jianjun to go to his father-in-law.

Zhao Mingliang, who was standing behind Hai Zhaotian, lowered his head reluctantly, the old man is sending the young off.

How could they accept that there was no body and they couldn't even bury her? The youngest daughter should be the one that loved him the most.

Wang Jianjun and Zhang Xiuzhen helped the two old people sit on stools.

After they calmed down, Lu Zhouyuan put the box he had carried all the way in front of them.

Hai Zhaotian explained: "These are some personal belongings that Wang Shuning left in the family room."

I opened the box and it was full of clothes.

Song Guiying looked at the neatly folded pink summer dress and finally couldn't help crying out, "Xiao Ning, Xiao Ning!"

Those who hear it are sad and those who listen to it cry.

At this moment, even Zhao Mingliang and others who had nothing to do with the matter couldn't help but have tears in their eyes.

The four people left the Wang family. There was an envelope on the table in the living room. It was 500 yuan of compensation given by the government to the Wang family. After all, Comrade Wang Shuning was a teacher sent by the school to Jinshan Island to support education. He raised their daughter to this age with great difficulty, but died before he could repay her for her kindness. This money was considered to be a tribute to his parents on behalf of Wang Shuning.

The four members of the Wang family did not leave the yard all day, and neighbors could hear their sad cries when they passed by.

The news of the death of the Wang family's youngest daughter quickly spread throughout the southern city compound. It was so tragic that such a young, beautiful and promising girl died like this.

Li Lan, who works at the neighborhood office, didn't know whether she should go to see the girl. If she hadn't helped Ning change her place of work to City D, she might not have died today.

She tried to dispel the guilt rising in her heart, but it wouldn't go away no matter what she did.

Upon hearing the news, Wang Shuyi dropped the housework in the yard and hurried back to her parents' home. Seeing her parents, brothers and sister-in-law were extremely sad, she believed it was true.

It was not until the next morning that Wang Jianjun went out to buy a coffin.

He never thought that after he became an adult, the first coffin he bought would be for his younger sister.

There was no body, so only Wang Shuning's clothes could be placed in the coffin.

Wang’s relatives and friends came to pay their respects.

Wang Shuning, who was struggling in the sea, never expected that his funeral had already been held before he died.

There were no islands around the place where she fell into the water. At first, she could only swim forward towards the south. When she couldn't swim anymore, she returned to the space to rest.

Later, I thought of using the bamboo in the space to make a bamboo raft, and then sit on the raft and drift and slide.

I was tied to the boat by the two men and the boat sailed for a day.

Even if the drifting speed is slow, sooner or later we will return to Jinshan Island.

Fortunately, there is space, so Wang Shuning doesn't have to worry about being sunburned to death, thirsty to death, or frozen to death.

When the Oceanic returned, it inspected the other eleven islands that had been discovered during the interrogation.

They found fuel barrels on the islands and even a speedboat hidden in the shallow woods on one of the islands.

Tian Zhongguo was carrying fuel barrels onto the boat while commenting, "How did North Vietnam transport so many things? Our territorial waters have been pierced like a sieve."

Qi Jianping said in a low voice, "If we don't get intelligence in advance, the enemy can sneak in even during the day. It's impossible for the troops to have people watching the border 24 hours a day."

He had already learned from Liao Tingming that Wang Shuning fell into the water and disappeared after being arrested, and he was in a very low mood.

Tian Zhongguo sighed, "That's true. The ocean is so big, how could there be so many people?"

After wandering on the sea for a full half month, Wang Shuning finally saw a small island. It was far away, but at least he had a goal to move forward. Maybe there were indigenous inhabitants on the island.

Wang Shuning rowed until sunset and returned to the space to rest, waiting to go to the island tomorrow.

She leaned back in the bamboo chair and looked at the USB flash drive in her hand. It was a pity that she didn't have a computer, otherwise she would be able to see what was stored in it. It should be very important for the enemy to be able to carry it close to him while escaping.

After a good night’s sleep, Wang Shuning continued to sit on the bamboo raft and approach the island the next day.

The bamboo raft was leaning against the cliff rocks, and Wang Shuning put it into the space.

Looking up, I realized that the landing site was not well chosen and it was very difficult to climb up.

After observing, she chose to bypass the cliff.

"When will the base camp send supplies over? I'm about to throw up from eating fish all day."

When Wang Shuning heard the fluent English accent, he immediately stopped and didn't dare to go out from behind the stone. A foreigner?

"The major said it will take three days to get there, so just bear with it."

"How long are we going to stay in this crappy place? I haven't been back to see my wife and children for two years."

"Once we have exhausted the oil fields under this island, we can go back. The major said that the reward money will be enough for us to enjoy for the rest of our lives."

Wang Shuning was so frightened that he dared not swallow loudly.

They are secretly extracting oil, even within China's waters.

Wang Shuning turned around silently and went back, avoiding them and going up from another place.

Wearing a straw hat on his head and carrying a straw mat on his back, he moved slowly on the ground.

Assholes, the flag of the Lighthouse Country was openly planted on an island within China's territorial waters. They don't take China seriously at all.

Drilling platforms can be seen near the coast, with huge oil drums placed next to them.

Wang Shuning lay there, staring intently for eight hours.

The sun began to set, and they moved five large oil barrels into a cave on the island. There were many Lighthouse Country soldiers guarding the entrance. Wang Shuning didn't know how many crude oil barrels there were in the cave.

We have to bring the news back quickly. They have been secretly mining here for two years. If we let them mine all the oil, it will be a great loss to our motherland.

I wonder if the crude oil produced in the past two years has been shipped out or is hidden on the island?