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The Big Black Tail Pheasant is a 500-ton fishing boat in Halifax. It has been more than ten years old and can conduct ocean fishing, mainly harvesting lobsters and cod.

The ship did not catch up with the good times. After it was built, the Newfoundland fishing grounds were almost closed. They could only go to the deep sea of ​​the Atlantic Ocean or even take a long way to the deep sea of ​​the Pacific Ocean to catch fish and shrimp. It often costs huge but has no abundant harvest.

The captain Ronald learned from his mistakes and decided not to go to the deep sea to venture, and stayed in the offshore to concentrate on fishing lobsters. Unfortunately, they encountered this year's big outbreak of lobster bacteria, and the entire lobster industry in the offshore area collapsed!

Ronald was already desperate, but he heard that there was a private fishing ground on Farewell Island. The owner of the fishing ground was a silly oriental man with a lot of money. After buying a fishing ground, he tried his best to spend money to raise fish and shrimp. After two years of breeding, the fishing ground had already had a lot of fishing catches.

After hearing the news, Ronald had other thoughts, that is, stealing fish.

In fact, who has never done anything to steal fish in a private fishing ground? So when Ronald learned that such a fishing ground existed, he became excited.

He was not worried that he could not steal the fish, but only worried that the news was fake. If he went there in vain and couldn't get enough fishing catch to offset the fuel expenses and crew salary, he would be miserable and he didn't want to lose money anymore.

Later he asked someone to inquire and found that the news was very reliable and was reported by the Morris family, which is very substantial in the North American seafood market.

In this way, Ronald began to prepare to steal fish. He was paying attention to the news of saying goodbye to the island fishing ground. He heard that many people went to the fishing ground to steal fish. It seemed that the supervision of the fishing ground was very strict, and no one could take advantage.

Ronald didn't care. He thought that these people didn't steal the catch, because they were not lucky and lacked enough ability. Judging from his experience of walking at sea for more than 30 years, stealing fish at midnight and evacuating them in the early morning is absolutely true.

With this thought, he summoned his fishermen and set out quietly from Halifax, and approached the fishing ground in the evening.

Ronald would not do anything directly, that would give people a chance to seize him. He decided to dock the boat on the edge of the fishing ground for a day first. This is called throwing a stone to ask for directions and checking the reaction of the fishing ground owner.

If the fishing owner comes to drive him away the next day, then he can only search for some fishing catches on the edge. If no one comes to care, then the next night is the time to work.

After dinner, Ronald asked the first mate Brian to take a fisherman on night shift, and the others went to bed.

But in the middle of the night, when Ronald got up and peed at night, he just stood on the deck and took out the guy, but suddenly heard a song...

Yes, a sing was blown by the sea breeze and spread into his ears, with a sad and sad voice. It was a young woman singing in a low voice, and occasionally someone's sighs interspersed.

At first Ronald thought it was his own auditory hallucination, which was very common. Life at sea was boring, and the human brain would automatically look for some music. Sometimes when you hear the sea breeze, you would imagine it as music. Of course, if you listen carefully, you will find it. This is auditory hallucination. The sea breeze is just the sea breeze, and it will not be a rural music or a symphony.

But this time Ronald listened carefully, but the chanting became clearer. The more he listened carefully, the clearer the sound...

The cold sea breeze blew over. Ronald heard the strange sound again and was shaking, and he was forced to urinate back.

He thought it was the first mate or fisherman listening to music, but would it be scary to listen to this kind of music in the middle of the night? So he walked to the cockpit angrily, preparing to teach the person who scared him a lesson.

But when he walked to the side aisle leading to the cockpit, his eyes swept toward the stern, his body suddenly became stiff, his hair stood up all over his body, and even his blood solidified...

On the stern flank of the Big Black-tailed Pheasant, a broken passenger ship wrapped in seaweed and aquatic plants floated quietly on the water. It was only more than ten meters away from the Big Black-tailed Pheasant and was almost stuck together.

The passenger ship was indeed very broken. The canvas on the mast was rotten into a cloth strip and hung on it. There were some shells attached to the cloth strip. The body of the hull was rusty, and many places were broken and cracked. There was a big hole in the bow. Ronald swore that he saw sea water pouring into the big hole in the bow with the waves.

But what is strange is that the ship, which had a big hole in the bow, did not sink, floated steadily on the sea. What is even more strange is that the waves are surging and the Big Black Tail Pheasant is rippling with the waves, but the ship seems to have been rooted in the water and floated on the sea surface without moving.

Suddenly, Ronald's eyes widened, and a strong sense of fear enveloped his whole body, as if ice water was pouring up along the soles of his feet, frozen his whole body.

It's like the frozen cod in the ice cabin!

Fortunately, Ronald was also a hero who had experienced strong storms. At the critical moment, he plucked his courage and bit his tongue hard with his teeth. With this pain, he regained control of his body and drove out his fear and staggered into the cabin not far away:

"O God! Satan is here..."

Two big men in the cockpit were sleeping soundly, one was lying on the bridge, the other was lying on the lounge chair, and his feet were on a stool.

Ronald rushed into the cab, suddenly hit the stool and tripped to the ground, and then he roared in horror.

The stool was knocked open, and the man on the recliner opened his eyes in a daze and said impatiently: "Who is calling? What's the name? Are you a ghost?"

When it was his turn to see that he was almost scared, the first mate Brian and the crew were still sleeping soundly. He was naturally angry and jumped up and put it on Brian, shouting: "Get out of here! Fake squids! I asked you to be on duty, not to let you sleep! You pig tricks! Damn pig tricks! Get out of here!"

The ordinary small fishing boat, without a particularly strict level, was kicked and hurt. He got up and stared at Ronald and shouted, "I said, "Old guy, why are you crazy? You are obsessed with..."

Not sure where the power came from, Ronald grabbed Blair's clothes and dragged him to the door and pushed him out, then pulled the fisherman Walter and kicked him out with one kick in his butt.

Walter didn't stand firmly, and was kicked and hit the side of the boat and suddenly a big bag appeared. He shouted angrily: "God, God, Ronald is crazy! He must be fascinated by the devil! I'm quitting, I'm quitting, man, Brian, we'll resign when we go back?"

Walter complained indignantly at Brian, but found that the first mate who had a good relationship ignored him. Instead, he opened his mouth and widened his eyes and looked at the stern with a silly look, and said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean? Hell?"
Chapter completed!