Starting the next day, Feng Ye and A Can resumed going out to sea at dawn, but they didn't go to that area of water again.
During the few days they spent fishing at the fishing spot, they noticed several boats trawling in the vicinity of the buoy, even though they weren't actually near it.
Now that the sea area had been exposed, they didn't want to compete with those people, so they prepared to find another sea area.
Upon returning that afternoon, Feng Ye learned at the dock that Mr. Yuan and the cultural relics he had entrusted to the village committee had been taken away by Jiang Dequan.
However, the items inside the Mazu Temple were not taken away by them; they were stopped and told to wait until the reward was approved before taking them.
After returning home, Ye Qingling told him that Fang Yi and the other two had come to say goodbye.
"Fang Yi and the other two left?"
Feng Ye was taken aback for a moment, but quickly understood.
The salvage team has arrived, so there's nothing left for them to do.
Now that their mission is over, they should naturally return to work at the police station.
“Yes, I went with the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau.” Ye Qingling nodded. “They told me to tell you that if you go to town, you must go to see them.”
"Okay, I understand."
Feng Ye felt a mix of emotions.
The past few days had given him a good impression of Fang Yi and the other two.
Although they are young, they are down-to-earth and straightforward, and are worth getting to know better.
Moreover, given their status, especially Fang Yi, a police officer, it would only be beneficial to build good relationships with them.
Over the next few days, Feng Ye and A Can changed several sea areas, but there were still boats operating there.
It took them six days to finally find a deserted area of the sea.
However, after only half a day of work, and just after finishing lunch and hauling in the net, the sky suddenly darkened, filled with dark clouds.
The wind hasn't picked up yet, and the waves haven't gotten bigger.
But both of them could feel the tension in the atmosphere and knew that a storm was about to break.
In summer, there are many thunderstorms.
Thunderstorms are usually accompanied by short-term strong winds, and strong winds mean large waves, which poses a high level of danger.
They dared not continue trawl, so they quickly pulled up the net, which they had only been dragging for half an hour, and then hurriedly headed back.
After sailing for just over half an hour, they could clearly feel the waves getting bigger and the wind picking up, indicating that a storm was coming.
"It's getting windy, Ah-chan, let me drive."
Feng Ye was a little worried because Ah Can had no experience sailing in bad weather.
"No need, I can drive back."
“Don’t be stubborn. Once the wind and waves pick up, the danger increases significantly, especially for fishing boats like ours. I have more experience than you, so I’ll take the helm.”
Ah-Can curled his lip: "You've been sailing less than me, so how can you have more experience than me?"
"You don't know this, you see that I don't have much time to sail, but I've read a lot of related books and know what to do when I encounter storms."
Feng Ye said in a very serious tone.
That was all he could say.
Could it be that I was reborn and sailed for decades in my previous life, so my experience is naturally richer than yours?
This would surely make Ah-Can think he's crazy.
Ah-Can looked at Feng Ye with a skeptical expression: "Really?"
Feng Ye said in a deep voice, "Believe me, at a time like this, would I lie to you? If I wasn't sure, would I dare to drive? I wouldn't joke with my own life."
"Alright, you drive."
Seeing this, Ah-Can stopped insisting and handed over the driving to Feng-Ye.
To be honest, if he were to drive it and face such a storm, he would be quite apprehensive.
Feng Ye took over the wheel, focusing intently on the road ahead, preparing for the approaching storm.
The sky grew darker and darker. It was only a little past three o'clock, but it felt like evening, almost nightfall.
The sea breeze began to grow violent, and the waves rolled.
Suddenly, a bright bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, followed by a deafening clap of thunder.
Feng Ye's heart sank; he knew a storm was brewing.
At sea, the most frightening thing is a sudden storm like this, as it poses a very high risk.
Many fishermen have perished in such extreme weather.
He focused intently on the road ahead, using his compass to determine the direction of his return journey, hoping to travel as far as possible before the storm arrived.
However, man proposes, God disposes.
After another flash of lightning, amidst a deafening rumble of thunder, large raindrops began to fall from the sky.
It crashed onto the roof of the driver's cab and onto the deck, making a crackling sound.
The rain was getting heavier.
The gale, carrying raindrops, instantly shrouded the entire sea in a hazy mist.
Feng Ye's vision was obstructed by the rain, and the scene ahead became blurry.
The Asahi was tossed about in the waves, as if it could be swallowed by the giant waves at any moment.
Feng Ye dared not be careless in the slightest.
He gripped the rudder tightly, striving to maintain the ship's stability, constantly adjusting the rudder's angle to control the direction of the Rising Sun.
Fortunately, summer storms don't last long; they come and go quickly.
After about ten minutes, the wind subsided and the rain lessened considerably.
However, in order to fight the large waves, the Asahi has deviated from its course.
Feng Ye had to readjust his course and, with the help of a compass and his memory, find the correct route back.
Although the situation at sea has improved somewhat, it remains extremely bad.
Both of them stared nervously ahead, fearing that they might encounter misfortune at any moment.
Just then, amidst the sounds of wind, rain, and the cacophony of machinery, Feng Ye suddenly heard a faint cry for help.
"Ah Chan, have you heard someone shouting for help?"
No, you must have misheard me.
Feng Ye frowned: "That's impossible, I really heard it."
He was certain he hadn't misheard.
"Wait a minute, let me listen again."
Ah-chan also became serious and listened attentively.
The howling sea breeze, the rumbling thunder, the pattering rain, and the clattering of machines—all these sounds intertwined, making it truly difficult to distinguish the others.
Suddenly, Ah-Can's expression changed. Although he still couldn't hear it, he saw it.
A ship was floating on the sea not far away, and it looked like someone was waving something white towards the direction of the Rising Sun...
It seems... they're calling for help!
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