After lunch, Yang Baiyi did not return to the cabin, but went to the deck.

The deck was filled with containers, with only a few small paths left where necessary for the crew to move around.

The weather is very good today. The vast sea is calm, and the freighter is full of cargo, so the voyage is very smooth.

The cargo ship has now entered the high seas. There is no coastline in sight, only vast ocean water.

Yang Baiyi also didn't know when he could land on Kyushu Island in Japan.

Yang Baiyi admired the sea and sky on the deck for a while, then took out a handful of fish and fed the seagulls for a while.

The crew members were busy with their own things and no one came to disturb him.

Shanghai is more than 600 nautical miles away from Kyushu Island, and the freighter's route is a straight line. At night, the captain came to Yang Baiyi's room and informed him that the freighter was about to dock and enter the port.

"Master, the freighter will be docked at Kyushu Island for five days. We will return once the ship is loaded. We can wait for you for one more day at most."

Yang Baiyi is not the real eldest son of the Yao family. It is already very good that he can achieve this.

After the freighter entered the port, Japanese customs officials boarded the freighter to check whether there were any contraband hidden in the cargo.

"Master, I am a staff member of the Yao Group stationed in Japan. Here is my ID. I will be your guide for the next five days."

A man in his thirties came to Yang Baiyi's room and showed his work ID.

"Chen Chuan."

The work permit was clearly written in both Chinese and Malay, and it also contained a National Security Bureau officer certificate.