"Captain, we encountered pirates. They were chasing and attacking us when the coast guard ship arrived just in time. Otherwise, we probably wouldn't have made it back with our ship."
The cargo ship's manager, Chen Yu, said with a choked voice.
"The coast guard captain was... was shot in the head..."
Lu Yunshen stopped in his tracks, pursed his lips, and looked at the coast guard ship beside him.
The white military uniforms stained with blood were so glaringly obvious…
"Captain, these are the bullets they use..." Chen Yu stepped forward and handed them to him.
Lu Yun Shen picked up the bullet and saw the "J" engraved on it; his pupils contracted.
The bullets removed from his arm were engraved with the same letters.
He gripped the bullet tightly in his hand, his eyes gazing into the deep pool below.
"Call the police and take inventory of the goods." Lu Yunshen said this and left without looking back.
The image of his comrade's unwilling gaze before sinking to the bottom of the sea flashed through his mind again.
They were just a hair's breadth away from getting the list and returning home.
The seawater, like a ferocious beast, swallowed up the entire team...
In the fishing village,
bell……
The phone rang suddenly. Grandma Lan took off her phone, dried her hands, and answered it.
She listened for less than a minute, and her face turned deathly pale.
The newest patrol ships were riddled with bullets and are now unusable.
The coast guard captain on the ship was killed...
"Old woman, what's wrong?" Old Man He walked into the house and saw her pale face, so he asked hurriedly.
Grandma Lan clutched her chest. "Old He, something's happened."
She briefly recounted what she had just heard, picked up her enamel mug, took a sip of water, and only then did she recover.
Old Man He looked grave; this was no longer a simple robbery.
"I made a phone call."
Grandma Lan nodded, her brow furrowed. How did such arrogant pirates know when the cargo ship would arrive?
Moreover, the sea area is so wide, who revealed the shipping route to them?
Grandma Lan narrowed her eyes; there was more to this than met the eye.
It is highly likely that enemy agents have infiltrated the port.
"Old man, don't call yet." Grandma Lan hung up the phone.
Old Man He looked up at her suspiciously.
"I'll ask Yun Shen when he gets back."
"Contacting people now might actually cause more trouble," Grandma Lan said cryptically, but Old Man He understood immediately.
"It won't take long to get from here to the next island."
"Think about it carefully," Grandma Lan said, then walked out the door with her hands behind her back.
She wants to go out for a walk; she has no appetite for food.
The port was sealed off, but the chubby girl still managed to find out the news.
"I heard the captain got his head blown off..." The chubby girl got goosebumps all over her body.
Old Uncle Wang from the village told her personally not to tell anyone.
Fatty thought that Ah Yan wouldn't tell anyone, so she just spilled everything out.
"The coast guard ship was riddled with bullet holes, and those pirates were like madmen..."
Lin Ziyan pursed her lips, her eyes flashing.
She racked her brains, but the only news report she could find was about a cargo ship that had been targeted by pirates, chased all the way to the ship, and eventually escaped.
There was no coast guard vessel attacked at all...
Lin Ziyan felt a tightness in her chest; the news might have been blocked.
"I heard that the other side's ships are equipped with larger caliber cannons, which our ships can't carry. They couldn't win and had to flee back..." the chubby girl was still muttering.
Lin Atai's hands, which were cutting paper, suddenly stopped, and she said softly, "Qingyue must be sad..."
Lin Ziyan's brow twitched. "Who is Qingyue?"
"Old Lady Lan, who else could she be?" Lin Atai said indifferently, then lowered her head to cut paper again.
Lin Ziyan, "..."
Lan Qingyue is a renowned domestic warship designer and expert in the development of large-caliber guns...
She swallowed hard; yet another expert to be recorded in the book.
When Lin Ziyan was studying ship design, her tutor gave her a detailed introduction to the major ship designers.
One of the female warship designers was named Lan Qingyue.
She was offered a position as a professor at Shanghai Ocean University, but she declined and went back to the fishing villages to continue designing warships.
"Ayan, I'm going home now," the chubby girl said, and ran home.
From the other side of the wall, one could hear Aunt Chen calling Fatty home for dinner.
Grandma got up. "I'll go cook some more rice. Granny Lan will be here soon. I'll make some pickled cucumbers..."
Lin Ziyan watched Ah Tai's figure and fell into deep thought.
She used to study ship design, but she only learned about it and designed her graduation project; she hadn't actually built a ship yet.
She earned her doctorate in aquaculture, which puts her at an exceptional level; there's no need for her to delve deeper.
Lin Ziyan secretly made up her mind that perhaps she could learn how to design warships.
One hour later,
After cooking and setting the dishes out, Grandma Lin took off her apron and went out the door.
Lin Ziyan looked at her suspiciously, shook her head, and didn't ask any further questions.
In less than five minutes, Grandma pulled Grandma Lan inside.
"Grandma Lan, why are you being so polite with me? Do you think my family is short of your food?" Grandma muttered.
Lin Ziyan, "..."
Grandma Lan's expression was complicated. "How can I possibly come to your house for a meal?"
"I have to go back home because the food at home is only half-cooked..."
“Let Old Man He eat by himself, how could he go hungry?” Grandma suddenly said sternly.
A smile appeared in Grandma Lan's eyes. "Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony and will sit down and eat."
Lin Ziyan served the rice. "Grandma Lan, your great-grandmother made your favorite pickled cucumbers."
Only after the second and third sisters waited for the elders to take out chopsticks did they begin to eat their rice.
"Grandma Lan, don't take on everything yourself. Just do your best," Grandma said.
Grandma Lan's nose tingled with emotion, and she nodded. "I haven't found an heir yet..."
She swallowed a mouthful of rice, suppressing the sourness in her throat.
“Taking on apprentices also depends on fate; forced relationships won’t be sweet,” Atai continued.
She suddenly looked up at Lin Ziyan and then said, "Why don't you take Ayan as your apprentice?"
"She's a good drawer."
Lin Ziyan's eyes widened, "..."
The way Ah Tai looked at her was...deep?
Grandma Lan's eyes lit up. "Grandma Lin, are you serious?"
Atai pouted, "If Ayan agrees, I have no objection."
Lin Ziyan looked at Atai with a puzzled expression, feeling that Atai's gaze just now was meaningful, as if she had seen something.
"Ayan, do you agree?" Grandma Lan asked excitedly.
She hadn't thought much about it before, but after what Granny Lin said, she felt more and more that it was a good idea.
Talented!
This was the sentence that popped into her head when she saw the blueprints for those cargo ship models.
Lin Ziyan, "May I?"
"Of course!" Grandma Lan slapped her thigh, a smile spreading across her face.
Grandma silently poured a cup of tea and handed it to Lin Ziyan, saying, "What are you standing there for? Become her apprentice."
Lin Ziyan took the tea and solemnly handed it to Grandma Lan, saying, "Master, please have some tea."
She didn't show it on her face, but she was actually incredibly excited inside.
If her original mentor knew that she had become Lan Qingyue's disciple, he would probably jump several meters high.
"Alright, Ayan, from now on we're master and apprentice." Grandma Lan smiled as she finished her tea.
Grandma said, "That won't do. We also need to give a gift for the apprenticeship ceremony. Our Lin family has its own rules."
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