The first time I saw this compatriot, I dared to conclude that this person was definitely a member of the public family.
He has a standard Chinese character face, extremely strong and upright facial features, and even his dead eyes with an inverted splay make people shudder.
There is a breath of energy between those two sword eyebrows, which is extremely terrifying.
Judging from his appearance, this compatriot is by no means a person worthy of death.
Feeling confident, I first pressed his chest and squeezed to perform CPR.
A drowning person can be saved with his eyes closed as long as he is not completely dead.
What's more, this person is also a master of water skills.
It took a few strokes to bring the other person back to life. The other person tilted his head and spit out two mouthfuls of seawater. His chest heaved and bulged, and he looked at me without blinking, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.
I raised my finger at the other person and made sign language.
In an instant, the other party's expression suddenly changed, his body kept twitching, and endless surprises burst into his blurred eyes.
I pressed the other person's chest continuously to let him catch his breath, and then started signing again.
"Headquarters. Fangzhou. Island defender. Child teacher!"
The other party struggled to raise his fingers, trembling and making gestures.
"Tian Yue Province, anti-smuggling at sea, Ye...Ye Buyi!"
Ye Buyi gritted his steel teeth and spoke in sign language, his purple lips moving lightly: "My brother..."
"died!"
"I can only save you."
"Thanks……"
I waved my hand gently and pointed at Ye Buyi's right thigh, which was pierced by the spear gun.
Ye Buyi's eyes were full of sorrow and sorrow for his colleague's death, and he nodded vigorously at me.
The next second Ye Buyi put the diving goggles I handed him into his mouth without hesitation, raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up.
The head of the spear gun had penetrated Ye Buyi's thigh, the barbs had spread out, and there was still a lump of fresh flesh and blood hanging on it.
Grasp the barb and slowly pull out the speargun rod!
Although he was spasming with pain, Ye Buyi was still very strong and remained silent.
Then I bandaged Yebuyi's penetrating injury urgently, dug out the No. 6 storage point and handed him two bottles of water and two boxes of individual cans.
Ye Buyi was obviously stunned for several seconds when he saw the water and cans filled with shit-stirring language.
I replied lightly, and Ye Buyi showed an incredible expression again.
After just two or three sentences of exchange, I unexpectedly discovered that Ye Buyi has a very stable mentality. It is indeed the material for undercover anti-smuggling.
Through sign language communication, I also got information about the fishing boat from Ye Buyi.
The other party is engaged in smuggling!
In the South China Sea, it goes without saying that the huge profits from the smuggling industry are huge.
The most profitable ones are antiques!
The leader of the smuggling team is called Hatcher, who specializes in salvaging sunken ships on the seabed.
The task of Ye Buyi and his colleagues is to investigate Hatcher undercover and arrest Hatcher as soon as they have evidence.
The results are all known.
Ye Buyi's colleagues were exposed when they reported to the country and the mission failed.
At the critical moment, Ye Buyi destroyed the fishing boat's radio and fresh water tank, forcing Hatcher to go to the nearest Thang Long Island for repairs.
"Hatcher!?"
The name came out of my mouth and I asked Ye Buyi.
"Most of the items from the ancient shipwreck have been salvaged by Hatcher. This man is very smart. The salvaged items are not placed on the salvage ship, but are handed over to other ships, which are responsible for transporting them to the high seas."
"This man has sunk two ancient ships in the South China Sea. One is called Mageni, from the Song Dynasty. He also did it."
I frowned: "Hatcher? Mike Hatcher!"
Ye Buyi shook his head slightly and said in a low voice: "I don't know. The crew called him Hatche."
The name Hatcher was unfamiliar. But when it comes to Mike Hatcher, he is famous!
This man is the world's most notorious treasure hunter at sea.
In 1984, this person was in the South China Sea
The Goldmarsson of the Windmill Country was salvaged, and 239,000 pieces of blue and white porcelain, 125 gold ingots with a total weight of 45 kilograms, and two bronze cannons engraved with the abbreviation voc of the Toasan Company were recovered.
After salvaging these treasures, Hatcher quietly pulled them to the high seas and hid them for a year before handing them over to the Christie's auction house in Windmill Country in accordance with the international convention that allows auctions of unclaimed shipwrecks.
These treasures made this bitch earn nearly 30 million U.S. dollars, making him the world's number one treasure hunter at sea.
The 30 million dollars in the 1980s was equivalent to one-fifteenth of China’s foreign exchange reserves at that time!
What a terrifying and huge wealth.
In the 1980s, with $30 million, I could buy half of Nanluogu Alley and half of Yaer Hutong with my eyes closed.
The incident was revealed and caused a world-wide sensation. The Chinese agency in Windmill Country urgently requested domestic instructions!
Shenzhou Wenbo was ordered to recover this sunken treasure belonging to China in the face of danger. However, due to the constraints of external factors at the time, Shenzhou Wenbo was unable to find any legal basis that could stop the matter.
At that time, China's laws regarding the protection of marine cultural heritage were completely blank.
Before the auction, Hatcher, a bitch, shamelessly claimed that these treasures were not in China's territorial waters, but on the high seas.
This sophistry that there is no three hundred taels of silver here is pure deception. .
The Goldmarsson set sail from Wuseyangcheng back to the Windmill Country in 1752, but sank in the South China Sea after just twelve days of sailing.
According to the speed at that time, the ship had not reached Xisha.
But China at that time was really too weak.
In 1986, the porcelain from the shipwreck of the Goldmarsen was auctioned as scheduled.
Reluctant and distressed, Shenzhou Wenbo sent two masters of ceramics, Geng Baochang and Feng Xianming, to the Windmill Country to find out what was going on, hoping to buy back these porcelains.
However, this visit encountered the greatest shame and humiliation in the history of China Cultural Museum.
At that time, the two masters Geng and Feng got the No. 1 number plate, but they failed.
Wenbo allocated 30,000 U.S. dollars in foreign exchange, but we couldn’t even buy half a plate!
Nearly 240,000 pieces of porcelain were salvaged from the sea, but China didn’t capture any of them!
This shame is bigger and heavier than Yuan Qinghua.
It was only from that time that China Cultural Museum realized the huge value of China porcelain in the international market. From then on, various laws were truly perfected.
However, China at that time was still too weak and could not take care of the millions of square kilometers of the South China Sea.
This also gave Hatcher, a bitch, an opportunity to take advantage.
