After a few rounds of strong drinks, the people at the table quickly became friendly. They had a heated discussion about various types of guns. From a few words, I understood the identity of Little Curly:

He has been doing firearms trading business in the Yellow Sea all year round. Due to the special location of the Yellow Sea, he can flexibly move between the three countries of China, Japan and South Korea. He has wide contacts, abundant information, and sufficient supply of goods, so as long as he works in coastal cities

The secret keeper can obtain gunfire through him.

Basking in the sun, being with people I trust, listening to their bragging, with hot pots and knives piled up in front of me. I was eating and drinking, and I felt very comfortable. I felt warm from the inside out, and as soon as I let go of my hands and feet, I became more courageous.

It got bigger.

After the Donghuang gang experienced a round of drinking with the Shark Gang, they were defeated unexpectedly. The weird one drank one glass, the rat got seasick, and had already vomited. Doctor Lin's face was red and he was drowsy.

Donghuang's Sichuan dialect is also a bit arrogant.

"Don't you want to know our identities? Why don't you drink? How about half a cup and a clue?" The old captain swayed the bottle triumphantly, teasing Dong Huang who was talking nonsense.

The curious cat in me couldn't suppress it for a long time. Looking at their useless things, I decided to help them!

I filled the small cup full, stood up and drank it all under the incomprehensible gaze of Little Curly: "Uh... it's so spicy. I'll give you a story for one cup!"

"You're so awesome, Yaomei... you are the backbone of the team..." Donghuang shrank suddenly as he said this, slid off the stool and lay down.

The old captain was so happy that he clamped a squid tentacle for me, cleared his throat and said, "All the people on our ship are seniors. The brother you see is actually an uncle. What you see

Uncle is actually grandpa, and the grandpa you see is your great old man!"

He leaned over and refilled my glass with wine, blinked and asked, "Do you understand?"

I felt a little hot, but my thinking was very clear. I sorted out the seniority relationship, and suddenly realized: "You mean, there is a large span of time between us and you?"

"Dong Ye's team is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger." Little Curly Hair praised.

"How big do you think he is?" The captain pointed at the dog Dan running back and forth.

He was not tall and always looked energetic. I guessed: "He is only 30..."

"I was born in 1945." He turned around and said, running back to work.

1945? Then he must be in his 60s! I almost choked, so I hurriedly beat my chest, and simply drank a cup of Shao Knife in again!

"It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. This little girl is so attractive!" The captain helped me fill it up again and said, "I was born in 1913."

"Pfft -" I couldn't help but spit out a small mouthful, "You are over 90 years old!"

He shrugged: "We are not old goblins, we are just victims of the Sea of ​​Morning Mist. Goudan indeed only lived for 30 years, and I only lived for more than 60 years. The date you calculated belongs to your time."

"Is it true or not? It's too mysterious. I don't believe it!" I counted it with my fingers, but I couldn't figure it out.

"Hahaha, that's the reaction as expected!" The captain clinked glasses with Curly Hair who smiled evilly, "This guy from the chicken coop is the middleman between our two groups. I believe in him, and so does your Mr. Dong.

Let him testify whether what I said is true!"

I saw Curly nodded towards me and didn't know how to refute anything. I remembered yesterday's doubts about the Dalian Shipyard in 1958 and quickly took this opportunity to ask: "So, about the photo of the rest cabin?

Not your fathers, but you yourself?"

"That's a souvenir taken by my first crew members when the Yuejin was first built."

"So, how did you spend these 50 years in the same way as ten years..."

I started to have difficulty breathing. If it weren't for this bottle of wine, I would have been frightened by a boatload of gods.

"You can ask your rat brother about this question. He was missing for more than a month. Why did everyone of the same age look 4 years older when he came back?"

The captain raised the bottle and took a sip himself, and said apologetically: "When you tell Donghuang and the others, don't forget to say sorry for me. We can't expose all our details to the people on land.

People know that your rat was imprisoned in a mental hospital for several months, and we have the same concerns. Therefore, we must bring you into the sea of ​​morning fog to show you this timeline that cannot be divided."

I thought back to the story that Mouse explained, and then asked: "Do you feel the same as him? I just feel that I have only spent more than ten years, but after I came back from the sea, I found that the outside world had passed.

50 years?”

He smiled, walked back to the captain's cabin, took out a dirty and torn thick book, threw it in front of me, drank a drink with me and said: "This is the logbook. Take a look at the last few pages. There are

Record of my time at sea."

My hands were shaking a little. I don’t know whether it was because of the shock in my heart or because I had really drunk too much. I turned through a few pages from the back to the front. It was an almanac he had drawn by himself. The time was from 19 years when he first boarded a small fishing boat.

Starting from:

In 1926, at the age of 13, he joined the Bohai Fleet in Qinhuangdao and was affiliated with the Beiyang Warlord Fengtai Navy. In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China in 1949, at the age of 36, he was incorporated into the East China Sea Fleet of the People's Liberation Army. In 1958, during the Great Leap Forward, at the age of 45, he became China's Wan.

The tonnage cargo ship "Yuejin" was officially built; in 1963, at the age of 50, he was appointed as the deck chief mate of the Yuejin and made its maiden voyage to Japan on April 30.

I was trembling all over. So far, I haven't found the time point to disconnect, but such a resume is definitely a portrayal of the glorious journey of a heroic navy in the first half of his life.

Turning the page, the question arises:

On May 1, the Yuejin sank in the Yellow Sea.

But didn’t you just say that the first flight would only start on April 30? It would be gone in just one day?

Translate again:

In 1964, he went there for the first time and returned in 1978, which lasted 168 days.

I quickly rubbed my eyes, 64 to 78 is obviously 14 years, why is it only 168 days?

Look down:

Went there for the second time in 1984 and returned in 1988, which lasted 44 days.

4 years only took 44 days?

It sailed for the third time in 1991 and returned in 01, which lasted 4 months.

The fourth voyage took place in 04 and returned in 07, which lasted 1 month.

In December 2008, the fifth voyage took place.

The time record is gone here. The fifth voyage is now, and the return time is not yet known.

The energy to burn the knife came back, and my heart palpitated terribly. I quickly put down the diary, took a few deep breaths, and patted my burning face.

Several years passed in just a few days. Is this really what happened in the human world?

"Have you ever heard of 'Bermuda'?" He took the book from my hand, opened a few pages from the middle and handed it over, "Here are some information, take a look."

I looked down and saw that in addition to a lot of nouns and manipulated data that I couldn't understand, there were some report snippets cut from books or newspapers posted on the middle pages:

In August 1981, a British cruise ship named Sea Breeze suddenly disappeared in the "Devil's Triangle" - the Bermuda Sea Area. At that time, six people on board suddenly disappeared. Eight years later, the ship miraculously returned to the original sea area of ​​​​Bermuda.

The earth appeared! The six people on the boat were unaware of the eight years that had passed, and thought it had only passed in an instant.

In August 1990, in Caracas, Venezuela, a sailboat, the Eusis, which had been missing for 24 years, reappeared. Although the three crew members on the sailboat had experienced so many years, they had not aged at all, as if time had completely stopped them.

Stopped. Dr. Pablo Gudiz said: "The eldest of the three crew members was forty-two years old when he disappeared. Logically speaking, he should be sixty-six years old now, but he still looks

He looks like he is in his forties and in very good health."

Several subsequent reports had similar content. They were all fishermen or merchant ships that suddenly disappeared mysteriously after passing through the Bermuda sea area. They were found again many years later, and they were still in the same appearance as when they disappeared.

I have read a lot of similar news from the books on unsolved mysteries in the library, but they all regarded it as anecdotes and never took it to heart. And now, a living case like the old captain is here.
Chapter completed!