When a group of people from a private holiday home boarded the Seagull and set off on time. But they found that a flybridge yacht more luxurious than the Seagull was already ready to go.
"It seems that Mr. Commander is on the convoy." The blond man Aldo marveled: "The flying team is really eye-opening."
"It's just my dear, is this Mr. Commander really not here for us?" The radiant Paula looked at her husband with a half-smile.
"Of course not, dear." The blond man Aldo shook his head nonchalantly: "What do we have that can be noticed by the commander of the flying squad who deals with the mafia all day long? As for my wife's family in the Middle East, it is Italy The mafia doesn’t dare to provoke them easily. In their words, yes, jihadists.”
"That's right. Although our wife is extremely wealthy, if it's just for oil and black gold, the flying squad has too many targets to choose from." Paula smiled and said, "Besides, I heard that being able to be selected into the flying squad is very exciting. He has a sense of justice. Not to mention a commander. Speaking of which, I have never seen such clear eyes."
"My dear, you finally thought of it." Aldo, the blond man, pointed to the cockpit under his feet: "We just need to serve the lady well. As for the commander of the flying team, it is not a problem we have to consider. Don't forget We only provide what we can. We can never achieve what the clear-eyed commander sought."
"Could it be because there is something wrong with Madam's family in the Middle East?" Paula thought of another possibility: "I heard that the reason for this trip is because the family needs a 'sound' heir. If he is already 8 years old, If Mr. Tony, who is 20 years old, is still not humane, the family will probably take back everything his wife owns. By then, we will also be impoverished together. I don’t want to live another day of the painful life in the past."
"Is this what Madam told you last night?" The blond man Aldo's expression turned serious for a moment.
"Yes. It's not that Madam told me, but I heard her murmuring in her dream." Paula smiled and blinked: "You know, as long as Madam is satisfied physically, she will let down her guard. In Confess your feelings in your dreams.”
"Ah, my dear, it seems that your 'little skills' have improved again." Aldo, the blond man, was completely happy and not at all jealous. This may be the reason why this parasitic couple can stay close for a long time. Just as they believe in the way of survival, they provide services within their ability.
"Who says it's not, my dear." As she spoke, the radiant Paula gave her husband hot red lips.
"Huh?" Just as the two of them were kissing passionately like no one else was around, the blond man Aldo suddenly felt something strange. He looked up and hurriedly screamed: "Madam, be careful - we are about to hit you!"
Mrs. Moody, who was concentrating on driving the yacht, quickly turned back. I saw the Caridi KS-88 flybridge yacht crashing into it.
It was too late to avoid it.
However, Mrs. Moody, who was subconsciously tensing up her body to bear the impact, suddenly felt her world spinning and her eyesight dazzled.
"What, what's going on?"
The familiar cockpit is completely gone. Everything in front of her, whether it was an unfamiliar sense of time or an advanced level of luxury, was top-notch luxury that her Seagull could not match.
"Mrs. Moody, welcome aboard our Caridi yacht." The familiar yet unfamiliar voice should be the female secretary who accompanied the commander of the flight team last night.
"Miss Coco, what happened?" Mrs. Moody asked bravely.
"That's right, there is an important member of ours on board your Seagull. So this incident has nothing to do with you." Coco comforted with a smile: "Don't worry, we will arrange everything. Please wait a moment for you and your family. "
"Okay, Miss Coco." Although Mrs. Moody was not at all relieved, what else could she do in this situation.
Seeing the entire Seagull transformed into a space-time patch, completing the 2× collage with the Caridi KS-88 flybridge yacht, Wu Chen smiled and said: "Very good, now the yacht has been fully strengthened."
"Mr. Commander, we have found her." Coco switched the surveillance camera to the luxurious guest room on the lower deck of the Caridi KS-88 flybridge yacht. I saw a period girl sleeping soundly. The long, snow-white legs hang from the edge of the bed to the soft carpet, and the curled pink toes are looming in the velvet like pearls.
"Her name is Ulla, a lovely yacht girl." Coco smiled with satisfaction as she deliberately took a close-up shot.
"Okay, Coco." Wu Chen accepted happily.
"Oh." Coco made a new discovery: "Mr. Commander, there is another yacht ahead. It's called GIACOMO 1."
Wu Chen also saw this yacht that looked more like a ferry.
Coco uses the 10-kilometer telephoto lens to a pretty figure leaning on the upper deck of the ship and looking at the coastline.
"Mr. Commander, do you feel like you've won a lottery?"
"Ah, another girl of the times." Wu Chen had already seen it.
"Do you want to go up to me?" Coco was eager to give it a try.
Wu Chen thought for a while and said: "Let Replacer No. 1 dock first."
"Understood. They must have regarded this place as a small port where they could dock. Well...it seems to have crossed the sea from Tunisia. They lost their way for some reason." Coco was robbed from the passengers and crew of the Replacer 1. Reasonable guesses based on body language for the rest of your life. As for why it was determined to be crossing the sea from Tunisia, it should be a reasonable judgment based on the crew's headgear with very national characteristics.
"Then keep the current position. They should regard KS-88 as a ferry." Wu Chen said with a smile.
"Okay, Mr. Commander." Coco ended the call with a smile.
"Hello -" From a distance, the era girl on the Replacer No. 1 waved to Caridi KS-88 from a distance: "Excuse me, where is this place?"
Coco turned on the amplifier on the yacht: "Who are you and where do you come from?"
"We are from Tunisia - I am Béatrix, everyone calls me Belle."
"Ah, where are you from?" Coco continued to ask.
"Of course it's 1981." The era girl on Replacer 1 hurriedly asked, "What about you?"
"Ah, it depends on who you ask." Coco smiled mischievously: "Welcome to Italy, Belle. I am Giovannona Coscialunga, everyone calls me Coco."
"Okay, Coco." The era girl on Replacer 1 immediately felt at ease: "Although it's not France we're going to, Italy is not far away either."
"Yes." Coco immediately turned off the amplifier, walked onto the flybridge deck with the Time Sisters on the ship, and waved from a distance to Belle, the Time Girl on the Replacer 1. Seeing a group of young and beautiful modern girls, the passengers and crew on the Replacement 1 immediately started to whistle. Others waved their sun hats, turning Replacer 1 into a sea of joy.
No one doubted that there was something wrong with this lonely Kalidi KS-88 yacht.
"Mr. Commander, there are quite a few crew members and passengers on Replacer 1." Policewoman Gianna was worried about another thing: "The 309 armored bus will be very crowded."
"Then let them stay on the yacht first." Wu Chen had no good idea now: "Find a chance to try and see if we can use the known rules to collage 309 into a double-decker bus."
"This is a good note." Policewoman Gianna was in a good mood.
