Chapter 403 The North Pole

   This is Qing Chen's first trip to a foreign country, and he will inevitably feel a little nervous.

  Worried about whether I can get used to the food in Amsterdam.

  Worried about whether the English I thought I was fluent in would sound crappy to foreigners.

   Concerned about whether I would be successful in applying for a job on a crabbing boat.

   Worrying about whether you can really hit enough challenging waves.

  The huge wave of 30 meters is already a mighty force of nature, which can be met but not sought.

  Qingchen sat on the soft seat of the first-class cabin, and when the plane entered the stratosphere, he closed his eyes and recalled the materials Yan Chunmi gave him.

  Information about Xing Xing.

  After Yan Chunmi made a big fuss in the "Flowers" community and pulled out all of Xing Xing's hidden stakes in a **** way.

  The third-tier female star calmed down immediately, and went about filming, working, and auditioning step by step.

   Just like a real actor.

  This is really disgusting. Fortunately, he had to rent another house for the security personnel to live in.

  However, it was this act of renting that Qingchen's other Harriers found an opportunity to investigate all the security forces around Fortunately.

   There are 24 security personnel stationed permanently, each group of 8 people works in three shifts, and monitors the movements in the Fanhua Community around the clock.

   But this is not the focus of Qing Chen's attention, the focus is on the living habits of Xing Xing.

  He summed up all the details related to luck in his mind, and found that the other party never wore rings, watches, or necklaces.

  It can be said that there is no decoration on his body.

   In addition, I am glad that I change clothes every day, even for a month without repeating the same clothes.

  On weekdays, except for clothes, I don’t have any extra belongings.

   In other words, I am glad that I did not bring that taboo with me, and I don’t know where it is hidden.

  Of course, there are also taboos like 'convincing people with virtue' that can be incorporated into the body without revealing any traces.

   But in fact, "convincing people with virtue" is not a taboo in the strict sense, it is a gift left by Yang Xiaojin to Yi, and the woman herself has not died yet.

  Strictly speaking, only regular items precipitated by dead superhumans are taboo items.

   Among the known taboo sequences, none of them can be absorbed into the body like 'convincing people with virtue'.

  Then, Qing Chen boldly assumes that the contraindicated substances of Qing Xing cannot be taken into the body either.

   Then, there are also taboos that exist in the form of tattoos, such as demon stamps.

   But fortunately I like swimming very much, and a lot of evidence shows that the other party does not have any tattoos on his body.

  Unless...that forbidden item is tattooed on Xing Xing's ass.

  Qing Chen thinks this is unlikely. Forbidden objects are actually active and dignified.

   Now that the possibility of being fortunate to carry taboo items is ruled out, where will the other party hide the taboo items?

  Qing Chen closed his eyes and frowned. During Yan Chunmi's five days of monitoring the other party, he was glad that he had been to a total of 37 public places in addition to going home and going to the third intelligence office, but none of the 37 places was the same.

  If it's a place where taboo things are hidden, I'm glad I go there very often.

   Fortunately, is it possible to hide taboos in the intelligence three? No, if you do this, Qingwen and other shadow candidates will have already got it.

  Hiding at home? No, it was the afternoon when Qing Yi went to the Intelligence Division 3 to arrest people, while Qing Chen was assigned his fate in the evening.

  Qing Chen specially asked Yan Chunmi to investigate the whereabouts of Xing Xing that day. After Qing Yi went to arrest people, Xing Xing left the Intelligence Department No. 3, but did not go home.

  Qing Chen's thinking became faster and faster. He kept summing up the laws of Xingxing, but found that this thing was really irregular.

etc.

   is regular.

  Qing Chen suddenly felt that it was dark under the lights, and the other party did have two obvious patterns.

  The first rule is that if you are lucky to go out, you will definitely pick up money.

  The second rule is that the other party goes out every day.

  Regardless of whether it is sunny or rainy, fortunately there are about 340 days out of 365 days in a year, and I will go out to play, hang out, and go to appointments unshakably.

  As if...the other party went out to collect money, and if he didn't go out for a day, he would lose something.

  Qing Chen opened his eyes, he felt that he had a guessing direction, maybe the clue about Xing Xing was hidden in the money.

  Although he didn't know how the other party did it, Qing Chen had vaguely noticed that the other party's going out to pick up money every day had something to do with hiding taboo things.

  …

  …

  At midnight, the first-class passengers beside Qing Chen had already adjusted their seats to lie flat, fell asleep under a blanket, or lay on the seats and watched a movie.

   And Qingchen was still in his mind, simulating surfing over and over again.

  He must force himself to train continuously, because he has to face too many uncertain factors at sea. The huge waves swept by strong winds may not only be 30 meters, but may even be 40 meters or 45 meters.

   If Qing Chen makes a slight mistake, he will be completely buried in the bottom of the sea.

   At this time, a stewardess saw Qing Chen still sitting on the seat, thinking that it was his first time riding in this kind of cockpit that can lie flat, so she walked over to remind him.

   After all, most domestic flights can only adjust the backrest slightly even in business class, and it is normal for some people to not know.

  However, the moment the stewardess approached, she saw that in the dim cabin, the boy suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her with sparkle.

  I don't know why, but she always feels as if her heartbeat has stopped, and she is afraid for a moment.

   It was only when she got closer that she saw that the boy was still holding a deck of poker cards, and he kept cutting and shuffling the cards in the opponent's hand.

  The flight attendant seemed to be attracted by this scene, and her mind went blank for a moment.

  The murderous intent in a person is very mysterious.

  Most people kill chickens, and the chickens will struggle non-stop.

  However, when a butcher in a farmer’s market slaughters chickens, he only needs to put his hand into the cage, and all the chickens will be silently slaughtered.

  The dogs in the village will bark wildly when they meet strangers, but when they meet those dog thieves who kill dogs every day, they will be subdued honestly.

   Like the suppression in the blood, he was dumbfounded.

   This kind of thing is invisible, but it seems to really exist.

   And what the stewardess felt at that moment seemed to be this kind of thing.

  Qing Chen laughed: "Is there something wrong?"

  The stewardess froze for a moment. She felt that the moment the other party laughed, the original fear disappeared.

  Like snow on the eaves, it will melt when the sun comes out.

  The stewardess thought for a while and said, "Sir, you can level your seat by pressing the button on the left. There are still 9 hours before you arrive in Istanbul. You can take a nap."

  Qing Chen smiled and said, "Okay, thank you."

  After speaking, he was still sitting upright with his eyes closed.

  During this boarding, Qing Chen noticed that there were at least 7 passengers in the queue, all of whom had seen him more than five times, and even a young man had seen him 17 times.

   It's not that Qing Chen is too sensitive, but that he must be more cautious when going out.

  He is very sure that Kyushu and Kunlun have the ability to know his flight information in advance, and even Jindai and Kashima may be paying attention to him.

   On this flight, someone must be following him.

   Therefore, Qing Chen must keep himself ready to face battle at any time.

   Not showing any flaws is what he has to do.

  He only took a mobile phone, a wallet, and a deck of playing cards in his pocket this time when he went out.

  It is difficult for others to carry weapons into and out of the country. After all, after the 9/11 incident, global security checks are extremely strict.

  However, at this time, the advantages of the autumn leaf knife are manifested. An ordinary deck of playing cards can become a sharp weapon for killing at any time.

  Hearing that the public security conditions in Europe are not that good, Qing Chen thought that he was only carrying a pair of poker for self-defense, so it shouldn't be too much, right?

  9 hours passed, and the stewardess who was frightened by Qing Chen couldn't help but look at him.

  But no matter when he looked at it, the boy always sat there upright with his eyes closed.

   Anyone approaching, the closed eyes will open at any time.

  The action of cutting cards in the hand will also stop suddenly.

  The stewardess was very sure that the boy had been sitting for nearly 11 hours, and he was indeed awake and on high alert.

  She thought to herself, this can't be the legendary top killer, just like killer 47 in European and American blockbusters.

  The young flight attendant couldn't help but complete a fantasy drama in her mind to pass the boring time on the plane.

   Until the plane lands.

  Qing Chen didn’t have any luggage, so he got off the plane first and transferred to another flight TK1953 bound for Amsterdam to Schiphol Airport.

  Unexpectedly, but reasonably, all the people who were suspected of following him before disappeared.

   After all, this is to change planes, it would be too blatant to continue to follow, and Qing Chen is not stupid.

However, the stalker was more prepared than Qing Chen had imagined. During his transfer process, three people followed him on the plane to Amsterdam at Istanbul Airport in Turkey, and they all sat on the same plane. It's first class...

  Qing Chen chose first class at the beginning because he could get off the plane early and pass through the visa channel in advance. If someone followed him but took the economy class, he would definitely be thrown away.

   But what he didn't expect was that the stalker spent so much money, Qing Chen couldn't help thinking, this must be a member of Kyushu with deep pockets.

   It is definitely not necessary to do this if you change to Kunlun, just let Xiaoying or Lu Yuan have the cheek to follow.

   When the plane landed at Schiphol Airport again, Qing Chen left quickly.

  Three stalkers followed closely in the crowd.

  One of the women deliberately walked in front of Qing Chen.

  Because all of them want to leave the airport, they have to go through visa inspection and go through immigration procedures first.

  So if Qing Chen goes through the customs at the front, they will be stuck behind by the airport inspectors to go through the formalities, so there must be someone who clears the customs in front of Qing Chen.

   This is to use the sandwich tracking method to sandwich Qingchen in the middle.

   But unexpectedly, the woman in front was walking quickly when she suddenly felt empty under her feet and almost fell to the ground.

  She looked down, only to find that the heel of her high-heeled shoes was interrupted by something sharp at some point, and the cut surface was very smooth.

  The woman was startled, how sharp it must be to cut the heel so smooth?

   Can someone carry this weapon when going through security?

   Before she could react, Qing Chen had already entered the border quarantine channel in Amsterdam one step ahead of her.

  The woman whispered to the two people behind her: "Follow closely."

   However, just after Qing Chen passed through the visa channel, the stalkers behind him began to be checked.

  The stalkers behind watched helplessly as Qingchen left first, but they were anxious but did not dare to forcefully break into the quarantine gate.

  Qing Chen walked into a toilet, took out a black airtight package from the bucket of the cleaning mop, walked into the partition and locked it.

  In just 30 seconds, Qing Chen took off and put on the reversible coat, and quickly changed into the shoes and pants in the sealed bag.

  The face also changed into an unfamiliar one.

   No one knew who put the sealed bag in the toilet. It seemed that Qing Chen had known that he would be followed and was prepared.

  After the three stalkers passed through the visa channel, they quickly came to the door of the toilet. Qingchen brushed past them face to face, but the stalkers didn't notice.

  They looked at each other and went into the men's and women's restrooms to check, but Qing Chen was not inside.

  The three of them walked quickly through the crowd and searched, but Qingchen disappeared completely in the crowd like a drop of water melted into a long river.

   The stalkers looked at each other, they couldn't even figure out how Qing Chen did it.

  The disappearance was so thorough, as if Qing Chen had performed a magic trick in front of their eyes, and the older person disappeared out of thin air.

  A stalker took out his phone and dialed out. After a second of hesitation, he said, "Boss, I lost track."

  He Jinqiu's laughter came from the phone, and he asked, "Can you lose the first-class booking for the three of you?"

The stalker was a little ashamed: "I don't know what happened, he seemed to have evaporated from the air suddenly, and disappeared inexplicably. Moreover, he seemed to be carrying some kind of weapon, and we were clearly watching closely behind. , but I don’t know when he cut off Wang Mengyao’s heel.”

   "This is a bit interesting," He Jinqiu thought for a while and said, "Didn't the playing cards be cut off?"

   "No," the stalker responded: "If it's a poker card, we can see it no matter how fast the hand is."

"It seems that this trip to Europe is going to be fun," He Jinqiu confessed: "Since I lost my follow-up, forget it. I will take care of domestic affairs and arrive in Amsterdam in three days. You should also be careful there, and have intelligence Said, time travelers from North America are very active in Europe, don't conflict with them before I arrive."

   Speaking of this, He Jinqiu's voice turned cold: "Although it is normal to lose him, but after returning to China, I will go to Instructor Lu to receive two months of special training."

  The stalker whispered: "Received..."

  Europe, Africa, Australia, the Middle East, and South America without time travelers are like new continents for time travelers.

   Opportunities are everywhere.

  After the time travelers from North America came here, they immediately wanted to take over the new order from the local black forces in Europe. The mafia was plowed by the time travelers from North America.

  After all, Europe is the world of white people, and North American time travelers have more advantages here.

  They dare not provoke He Jinqiu at will, but ordinary Kyushu members still have to be careful here.

   It's just that He Jinqiu is even more curious at this time. What exactly is that young man named Qing Chen planning to do here?

   Wouldn’t it be a prelude to the expansion of the day to Europe...

  Or, just come to eat king crab and prawns? !

  At this moment, He Jinqiu was sitting in his spacious office in the Kyushu headquarters in the capital, and Yu Cheng brought him a cup of coffee: "Boss, do we need to mobilize people for Qingchen?"

He Jinqiu looked up at him and smiled: "You don't know what happened in City 10 recently. If you knew, you would think that he is the best candidate for Kyushu to be in charge of the European underground world. If such a person sits in Europe , I don’t need to fly there for business trips anymore, I can concentrate on dealing with North American ‘future’ organizations in the Middle East. Let ‘future’ have no future, isn’t this slogan very creative?”

  Yu Cheng: "..."

  He did not expect that the reason behind the Boss He in front of him wanting to recruit Qing Chen was to hand over Kyushu's power in Europe to that young man.

  What they didn't know was that just outside the exit of Schiphol Airport, several killers from Kashima and Kashima stood guard in the cold wind.

   Staying on guard from morning to night abruptly, people are almost frozen stupid.

  But there was no Qing Chen's face in the endless crowd at the airport. They almost thought that Qing Chen never left the station at all, but took the plane back directly inside the station.

  Today, there are too many people waiting for Qing Chen, and his trip to Europe has touched the nerves of many people.

  However, the boy disappeared for no reason in this remote foreign country.

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  …

  At eight o'clock in the evening, the 'Walnut Bar' outside the port is very lively.

  Although there are still three days before the crabbers are about to sail, preparations are always done before sailing.

  In the bar, sailors from all over Europe gather here, and everyone is drinking craft beer in their hands.

Soon, they will spend 15 days on the boat day and night. In the first 30 hours of going to sea, they have to find the most correct crabbing area, so that during these 30 hours, each person can only Get four hours of sleep.

   This is a job that only needs to work 15 days a year, but can earn 600,000 yuan. Dangers and opportunities coexist.

  The origin of king crab is mainly concentrated in the Jizhijin Bay near the fighting nation Russia, the Bering Sea on the east side of the Americas, and the Barents Sea in the north of Europe.

  Each production area produces about 10,000 tons of king crabs each year.

  In this season, all crabbers will gather in these three places, ready to share this gift of nature.

  The king crab grows in the icy waters at a depth of 270 meters. After this season, fully grown king crabs will go to deeper seas, and it will be difficult to catch them at that time.

  At this time, there was a unique damp smell in the Walnut Bar, and the salty smell of the sea was brought in by the sailors and captains. The sailors seemed to be a group of aquatic creatures that had become spirits and gathered in the human world.

  Drinking beer, the sailors quietly looked at the table in the middle. There were three strong Nordic men and a young Asian sitting at the table, and the atmosphere was a bit tense.

   Those are four captains, negotiating.

A strong Caucasian captain looked at the young Asian and said coldly, "Zhang, your boat is too small. Everyone has changed to a 147-foot crabbing boat over the years. Only you are still using it more than 20 years ago. A 120-foot crab boat. This year, the repairs alone cost 400,000 euros, and even the crab pots are rented.”

  A foot is about 30 centimeters, and a 120-foot boat is about 40 meters.

   However, a 147-foot crabbing boat is not just a difference in size from a 120-foot crabbing boat.

  The warehouse used to load king crabs and the crane arm used to lift the crab pots are not at the same level at all.

Another captain said: "We admit that your father is the best crabman, he can find the best king crab fishing area every year. But Zhang, you are really not suitable for this line of work, last year you only earned back oil money , no sailor will even go to sea with you this year. With a captain who doesn't have much experience, and there are no experienced sailors on deck, the crew will die."

  The young man’s name is Zhang Jian, and he took over the job of a crab catcher from his father at a young age, as well as the dilapidated crab boat.

  His father had died of lung cancer, leaving Zhang Jian with only one inheritance, a crab fishing chart and a broken ship.

  Zhang Jian is not completely inexperienced. He has been going to sea with his father a few years ago.

  But compared to technology, experience, and ability to handle affairs, it is indeed inferior to other captains.

  The income of the sailors is positively correlated with the number of king crabs caught, so if the captain cannot find the correct fishing location, the income of the sailors will drop sharply.

  Beside the round table, Zhang Jian looked coldly at the other three captains and asked: "You called me over, isn't it just to say such a few **** words?"

  A white captain said: "We know that your license plate has a quota of 300,000 pounds this year. If you sell this quota to us, you can earn a lot of money without going to sea. Give us the boat and let you be the owner."

  Another captain echoed: "Zhang, if you can't conquer the Barents Sea, let us do it."

  Here, the ship is not necessarily privately owned, and a ship may have many shareholders.

  Shareholders don’t need to know how to catch crabs, but they can get dividends after investing.

  And there are only so many boats that can obtain crabbing licenses. For example, the quota for a boat is 300,000 pounds, and they will face high fines for crabbing more than this amount.

  This is a European measure to protect the marine ecological environment.

  So, these captains saw that Zhang Jian, an Asian, couldn't make up seven sailors, and wanted to buy his quota directly at a low price, so that everyone could make a profit.

   It's just that Zhang Jian is unwilling to do this. He shook his head and said, "This boat was left to me by my father, and I have the ability to drive it to the Barents Sea to catch king crabs."

   There was a burst of loud laughter in the Walnut Bar, as if Zhang Jian had just told a joke.

A captain said: "Last year, you only caught 70,000 pounds of king crabs in two trips to sea, which is just enough for fuel money. Zhang, the sailors follow you to support their families, not to enjoy the scenery with you. You only We have recruited three sailors, one is an old man who used to be with your father, and the other two are newcomers who have no sea experience. Even with the minimum configuration, we still need to find two more sailors. Can you recruit them? If not, what? Go to sea?"

  Another captain sneered (shen) and said with a smile: "Does the captain have to go to the deck to fish for crab pots? Then who is at the helm in the wheelhouse?"

  Zhang Jian looked at the captains stubbornly, as if he didn't know how to respond.

  As the other party said, he really couldn't recruit the last two sailors.

  There are many newcomers in this port every year who want to join the crabbing industry. It stands to reason that he can fool some newcomers into his boat.

  But these captains seem to have a premeditated plan. When newcomers come here, these captains will tell the newcomers how miserable Zhang Jian has been in the past two years.

   Zhang Jian couldn't even recruit the crew this year.

   However, at this moment, the door of the Walnut Bar was pushed open.

  The wind chimes at the door swayed and rang out crisply, and a gust of cold winter wind poured in from outside the bar. A young man walked into the bar with a smile on his face.

  The cold wind seemed to have brought everyone to the icy Barents Sea in advance, and the black night outside the bar was like the black sea.

  The boy looked at everyone in the bar and suddenly turned to look at him, and asked in English without any stage fright: "Good evening, everyone, someone told me that I can find a job in crabbing here?"

  Zhang Jian's eyes lit up immediately, but then dimmed immediately.

  Because he knows exactly what will happen next.

   Moreover, this boy is too thin, too young, maybe he just graduated from high school? Even high school dropouts.

  Long looks good, but the Barents Sea doesn’t care about looks.

  A captain looked at the boy: "Did you come out to work at such a young age?"

  The young man smiled and said, "Can't you? You need to support your family. I heard that the North Pole has not yet filled the crew. Who is the captain of the North Pole?"

  Zhang Jian raised his head: "I am."

  However, another captain on the side smiled and said to the boy: "Are you going to be a sailor on the Arctic, but do you know that the king crabs caught by the Arctic last year were just enough for his fuel money?"

  The boy explained with a smile: "My teacher told me that in the first year of entering a certain industry, you don't need to think too much about the income, and the most important thing is to accumulate experience!"

A sailor joked: "What experience can I accumulate on the Arctic? Can I learn to play the harmonica from Zhang? He can play the harmonica very well, but he is not good at fishing king crabs. I went to sea with him last year, and almost returned home with a meager salary. Was scolded to death by his wife."

  A captain looked at Zhang Jian and said with a smile: "Also, are you willing to let such a thin sailor board the ship? What can he do on the deck? I'm afraid he doesn't even have the strength to move the crab pot."

  Zhang Jian sat silently at the table. He knew that the boy would abandon the Arctic and board other crabbing boats, or leave Amsterdam.

   In short, the Arctic will not be added.

  At this time, Zhang Jian didn’t care whether he was thin or weak when he was young, as long as he was willing to join the Arctic, even if he was cooking for everyone on the Arctic.

  The next moment, Zhang Jian suddenly stretched out a palm in his eyes with his head down.

  He looked up in astonishment, but saw the young man standing beside him and said with a smile: "You are the captain, right? My name is Qing Chen, and I happen to be of Asian descent. If possible, I would be very happy to join your Arctic ship."

  Zhang Jian was stunned for a long while, then quickly stood up and held Qing Chen's hand: "Welcome to join, very welcome."

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   Chapter 7,000 words, there is another chapter at 11:00 p.m.

  (end of this chapter)