The typhoon weakened the next day, and food suppliers on the island supplied food to the salvage ship.
Including fresh water, meat, seafood, vegetables, alcoholic beverages, fuel, etc., it can replenish the daily needs of 20 people for 30 days at a time, which is a large amount of supplies.
The ship's chef is responsible for receiving these foods and ensuring that they are of high quality and not shoddy.
Jamie assists by ensuring that the physical quantities match the inventory.
Watching a fat black worker using a tractor to pull seven or eight boxes of food past him, Jamie stopped him and opened the lid of the foam box. There were oysters neatly placed inside, with ice packs padded at the bottom of the box. A slight chill.
No problem, Jamie stepped out of the way and the workers brought the food onto the boat.
Due to the large amount of food and fresh water required, the loading process took a long time. After an hour, the loading was still going on. Smart beans, peas, black beans and little bears came to the loading area on the deck, playing around.
Smarty's sensitive nose smelled a slight smell in the air. He had received professional training. When he noticed something was wrong, he turned around and went to find his owner.
Because of the night watch, Zhang Jing was very sleepy and locked the cabin door from the inside before going to bed.
Smarties couldn't open the cabin door, so he found Milica in the restaurant and pulled her trouser legs to find the owner.
Milika easily understood what Smarties wanted to do. She gestured, barked, and could barely speak.
"Oss, he's sleeping," Milica patiently explained to Smarties, "You go and play with the bears."
Smarty was spinning in circles anxiously. When he saw Mike, he immediately pulled at his trousers again.
Mike did all illegal work and was very vigilant. When he saw the clever Smarty Bean turning into an ant in a hot pot, he followed him to the outside of Zhang Jing's cabin and knocked heavily on the door.
Zhang Jing was sleeping deeply, but he couldn't bear the strength of the microphone, so he smashed the metal door with a loud bang, like demolishing a house.
"What's going on!" Zhang Jingcheng's eyes were red, and he asked the guy who smashed the door politely.
Mike shrugged and looked down at Smarties, "It's looking for you."
"Woof! Woof!" Smarties raised his head and barked twice at his owner.
Smarties couldn't speak, maybe because of the golden finger. Zhang Jing probably knew what it was talking about, and he suddenly became excited, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly.
"What's on board?" Zhang Jing looked at Mike and asked.
"Water and food," Mike said, "we have been carrying them for more than an hour and will be ready soon."
"OK," Zhang Jing ordered loudly, "Everyone, including the crew and sailors, gather in the bridge. Now, right away, I have a meeting!"
Mike responded and turned around to inform everyone.
Zhang Jing quickly put on his clothes and came to the left deck of the ship, where goods were still being loaded.
"Oss," Jamie greeted, "the last few vegetables, the food and water supplemented this time can meet the needs for 30 days."
Zhang Dingding nodded and told Jamie and the chef, "You go to the cab and wait for me. There will be a meeting later."
Jamie was a little confused and didn't understand why he had a sudden meeting and left with the chef.
Su Sou, after all the supplies were delivered, the first worker handed over a list, "oss, this is the supply list, in duplicate. If there is no problem, please sign it."
Zhang Jing looked at the list carefully. Bottled water, beer, beef, chicken, oysters, grouper fish, lobster, beets, spinach, etc. were all normal.
Put Jamie's name on the paper, two lists, keep one, and return one, "Thank you, is that okay?"
"Okay, please pay the bill as soon as possible. You can mail a check or transfer money."
Zhang Jing nodded, making sure no one left, and immediately asked Smart Bean to identify those things that were problematic.
Smarty's nose is very useful. He barks at a certain box or box, and Zhang Jing collects a certain thing into the mithril space.
In an instant, more than thirty items were taken into the mithril space.
Worried about omissions, Zhang Jing specially removed some tightly wrapped fresh food and vegetable packaging and asked Smart Beans to confirm again and again to ensure the ultimate safety.
At the same time, at the back door of the post office on the small island of Leiden, there are police cars and ambulances.
The cars were gathered together, and a group of policemen headed by Augustus Charles were frowning.
At this moment, in front of them was a row of seven corpses, each facing the wall, as if they were lined up to be shot.
"These people have no identity and are not serious people," the police officer analyzed and reported. "It was like a transaction scene. The money and things were gone. The strong wind and heavy rain washed away the traces, leaving no traces."
Augustus Charles could easily guess that those who died were not serious people. Ordinary people were not exposed to the dark side and would not be killed for no reason.
"Isn't the way they died a little strange?" Augustus Charles asked his policeman, "I seem to have seen it somewhere."
"In 1985, Texas, Big D tycoon Ryder pretended to be a policeman and lined up to shoot his opponents. It is very similar to that situation now."
Augustus Charles had a headache and subconsciously looked at his men David and Levin.
David and Levin behaved normally and looked confused.
At this time, a middle-aged African-American man walked up to Augustus Charles, his informant, and whispered in his ear.
"Are you sure?" Augustus Charles looked at the informant in surprise, "Is there something wrong with the Centaur?"
The "Centaur" is the half-man, half-cargo ship rented by Zhang Jing.
"Not sure," the informant shrugged. "Someone left me an unsolicited message."
Leyden Island is not big. Augustus Charles led a group of people to the deep water dock quickly and found the Centaur that was anchored to avoid the typhoon.
Zhang Jing was holding a meeting for employees and crew members in the driver's cab. He had nothing to say and insisted on some follow-up work. He was not surprised at all by the sudden arrival of the police.
"Sir," Augustus Charles stood on the pier, looking up at Zhang Jing, "someone reported that you are suspected of being related to a murder that occurred last night."
Zhang Jing rolled his eyes. When he first came to Citi Country, he would most likely be frightened by the other party, but not at all now. "Chief Charles, you must have evidence when you speak." New.
"The evidence is on your ship, we're going to search it."
"Do you have proof?"
Of course Augustus Charles did not, otherwise he would have rushed aboard the ship and deliberately provoked the general, "If you are innocent, why did you refuse the search?"
Zhang Jing spread his hands and said, "This is the right granted to me by federal law."
Rogues are not scary, but they are afraid of being educated. Augustus Charles had no choice but to demand: "You and the Centaur cannot leave Leyden Island for the time being."
"If this is a detention," Zhang Jing reminded, "you only have 18 hours."
Of course Augustus Charles knew that he could not ask Zhang Jing to stay indefinitely, and ordered two gray policemen, David and Levon, to guard the Centaur. He personally speeded up the process of requesting a search warrant from the judge.
Just when Zhang Jing had something to say to David and Levin, he stood on the deck and asked condescendingly, "You two, my lawyer will arrive today. Are the settlement funds ready?"
David and his companions looked at each other silently. Judging from the situation, Zhang Jing did not notice the frame-up, so now he just needs to hold off. When the search warrant arrives, everything will be over.
When Zhang Jing is arrested, they will be safe and there will be no need to pay compensation.
