Anything buried in the ground belongs to the state, including so-called treasures. Unauthorized excavation is illegal and a crime.
The reason he kept asking was simply to satisfy his curiosity and to find out just how much evil these people had done.
Furthermore, if they know in advance, they can inform the police, allowing the police to be more targeted in their interrogations.
Comparatively speaking, the police may not be as aware as the fishermen of the evil deeds committed by the people of Changwei Island.
"You...you..."
Zheng Haoren was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"You'd better cooperate and tell us. We won't kill you, but we'll leave you half-dead, and I doubt the police will say anything."
Ah-chan grinned maliciously and patted Zheng Haoren's face a few times.
"Even if you don't tell now, once you get to the police, do you think you can hide it from them? Why suffer physical pain?"
Feng Ye's tone was calm, but to Zheng Haoren, it was like a bolt from the blue.
These days, police interrogations are not very civilized; torture and forced confessions are common occurrences.
Although Zheng Haoren had not experienced it himself, he had heard about it.
It is said that the police have a special way of beating people: they put books on the person being beaten and then hit them with a hammer.
In this way, no marks can be seen on the person who was beaten, but they suffer unbearable pain and have serious internal injuries.
Zheng Haoren imagined himself being brutally beaten by the police with a large iron hammer, and his face turned pale, with cold sweat beading on his forehead.
However, still clinging to a sliver of hope, he asked, "Where are you from?"
Feng Ye chuckled: "I know what you're up to, but sorry, we're from Yannan County, not the same county as your Changwei Island."
Upon hearing this, a hint of despair flashed in Zheng Haoren's eyes.
He knew they had failed this time, and failed miserably.
Longtail Island is protected, but no matter how far their reach extends, it can't reach into other prefectures and cities.
"Have you thought it through, are you going to say it now, or wait until we beat you up before you talk about it?"
Ah-Can twisted his wrist, making a cracking sound, the threat of which was self-evident.
"I...I'll talk..."
In order to suffer less, Zheng Haoren began to slowly recount his crimes.
From initially robbing ships to later illicit activities, he confessed to every single thing, daring not to conceal anything.
As Feng Ye and A-Can listened to his account, their expressions grew increasingly grim.
I knew the people of Long Tail Island were notorious for their evil deeds, but I never imagined they had committed so many crimes that they were too numerous to recount.
Every word Zheng Haoren said felt like a heavy stone pressing down on their hearts.
Feng Ye clenched his fists, vowing to send all these people to jail this time and restore a clear blue sky to the sea.
Only by thoroughly eliminating these bad apples at sea can fishermen go out to sea with peace of mind.
According to Zheng Haoren's confession, he was involved in a total of seven robberies of fishing boats.
The worst incident involved robbing a couple's boat. One of them was lustful, which provoked the man to resist fiercely, resulting in him being accidentally killed.
To cover up their crimes, they raped and killed the woman, then sank the boat along with her, letting the sea swallow all the evidence.
As for smuggling, that's also a very serious offense.
They smuggled not only various items into the country, but also cultural relics abroad.
"Given the crimes you have committed, you will inevitably have to eat peanuts."
Feng Ye patted Zheng Haoren's face and said coldly, "However, I can teach you a lesson: report the crimes of other people you know to the police. Maybe that will save your dog's life."
He wasn't acting out of a saintly impulse; he simply hoped that all the villains on Longtail Island could be wiped out in one fell swoop, leaving no one behind.
Besides, although this person was also part of the criminal gang, he was just a small fry, an insignificant character, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed behind to watch the ship.
"As the saying goes, 'Better to die for your friend than for yourself.' If you can provide valuable clues, you might be able to get a reduced sentence."
"But if you remain stubborn, you know the consequences yourself."
"It's better to live a miserable life than to die. You're still young. At most, you'll serve a dozen or so years in prison. You can start a new life after you get out."
A flicker of hesitation crossed Zheng Haoren's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by fear: "I...I..."
"You don't need to tell us."
Feng Ye interrupted him, "You just need to tell the police. Remember, your choice concerns your future."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
"There's still time. Think it over carefully. Don't risk your life for someone else."
Ah-Can shook his head and left as well.
The two walked out of the cabin where Zheng Haoren was being held, and the sea breeze, carrying a biting chill, hit them in the face.
"Sigh, all that work for nothing. I thought I could get a big ship for free, but now I have to hand it over. What a pity."
Ah-chan stroked the hull of the boat and sighed.
"It is indeed a pity, but there is nothing we can do about it. We can't just create trouble for ourselves."
Feng Ye patted A-Can on the shoulder, "At least we can send these bastards in, and we won't have to worry about going out to sea anymore."
Ah-chan nodded. Although he was still reluctant, he knew that this was the safest way to handle the situation.
Feng Ye continued, "Moreover, it can't be said that we've worked for nothing. Anything on this ship that we can use and that isn't marked can be taken to the Rising Sun."
Ah-Can suddenly slapped his forehead: "That's right, how come I didn't think of that?"
The two immediately set to work, searching the boat inside and out.
Although this group of people did not engage in any proper work, they had all the necessary fishing gear.
I don't know if it was stolen or if I paid for it.
Unfortunately, there are very few unmarked items, and even fewer that are actually useful.
After searching high and low, they only found about twenty sticky nets covered with a layer of dust.
These people aren't the type to fish honestly; it's normal for their fishing nets to gather dust after being unused for a long time.
As for the trawl net, it's too big; the Rising Sun can't use it.
However, if it's kept as a spare for next year's new ship, the net is too small.
Their new ship is a 36-meter-long vessel, so the trawl nets they use are naturally much larger than those of their 25-26-meter-long ship.
They had no choice but to abandon it and only moved the sticky net onto the Rising Sun.
Then they untied the ropes connecting the two boats, each took one boat, and headed straight for the town.
As for the thirty fishing nets placed in the sea, we can retrieve them tomorrow.
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