When the Bombardier private jet took off again from Amsterdam, Song Wenbin's mood on the plane was extremely complicated.
On the one hand, he felt lucky that he had left Amsterdam alive, but on the other hand, he felt anxious about the future mission. After all, the clues they obtained were missing a piece of the most critical information. If the information cannot be completed, it will be impossible to obtain the location of the sunken ship.
There was not much time to feel the madness of Amsterdam. Sutina took out the thick document from her bag and spread it on the table. I took out my camera and started taking pictures, scanning the files and photos one by one and sending them to the country.
While she was busy with these tasks, Song Wenbin went to wash his face in the bathroom of the plane. His face was painted with shameful pictures by those crazy Dutch women.
While washing his face, Huo Yu also came to the bathroom. Song Wenbin raised his head with a wet face. Huo Yu glanced at him and immediately turned around and got into the bathroom nearby. Soon, the sound of washing his face was heard in the bathroom.
Song Wenbin glanced at the washbasin that could accommodate two people, and felt angry and funny. This guy really didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong. Fortunately, the film crew at that time was obsessed with filming the violence and conflicts outside and did not take pictures of Huo Yu going crazy. Otherwise, if this thing was broadcast, he had no idea how this guy's reputation would be spread on the Internet. What the hell has it turned into.
After washing his face, the flight attendant brought a towel. Song Wenbin asked, "Is there any disinfectant alcohol?"
"I have a little spare iodine," the young female flight attendant replied.
"Put some medicine on my shoulder wound." Song Wenbin pointed at his shoulder and sighed.
The beautiful flight attendant pulled down Song Wenbin's collar and saw the obvious teeth marks in the shape of his mouth. He couldn't help but reveal a teasing smile: "Mr. Song was playing very wild in the Netherlands."
"What?" Song Wenbin was unhappy, "Do you know this is a work-related injury?"
The female flight attendant rolled her eyes at him and went to get the medical kit.
Song Wenbin sat down in his seat. After a while, Huo Yu also came out of the bathroom. She sat opposite Song Wenbin with an expressionless face. Song Wenbin was brooding over the fact that he was bitten for no apparent reason. He sat on a chair and stared at Huo Yu.
Huo Yu noticed Song Wenbin's eyes and glanced at him quickly before looking away from the plane window, as if he was completely unaware of the dissatisfaction in Song Wenbin's eyes.
Suddenly, Song Wenbin asked: "Vampire?"
Huo Yu shook his head.
"Orochimaru?" Song Wenbin asked again.
Huo Yu still shook his head.
Song Wenbin: "Suarez?"
Huo Yu, who was looking away from the window, couldn't help laughing, but immediately stopped laughing and shook his head.
Song Wenbin didn't smile and asked seriously: "Do you have rabies?"
"No." Huo Yu said.
At this time, the female flight attendant came. She pulled down Song Wenbin's shoulder, lowered her head and wiped his shoulder with iodophor. Huo Yu saw it, hesitated for a moment, stood up and said to the flight attendant, "I'll do it, you go and do your work."
The flight attendant was a little surprised, but still handed the iodophor to her. Seeing that the director was still filming, Song Wenbin didn't want his character to be affected. As soon as Huo Yu took off the band-aid, he took it and put it on the wound on his shoulder. He covered the wound to prevent her from touching it, and lowered his voice and said bitterly: "Are you going to eat me if no one stops me?"
[In view of the general environment,
"No, it's just an itchy tooth."
Seeing Song Wenbin resisting him so much, Huo Yu couldn't help but said dullly, "Just take one bite and it'll be fine."
"Humph." Song Wenbin would not believe her nonsense.
Obviously this colleague was more of a freak than he thought. Maybe her retirement was not about Robust or Nongfu Spring, but maybe she bit her opponent during the game, Song Wenbin thought with malicious intent.
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Late at night, Song Wenbin had something to eat on the plane and fell asleep covered with a blanket. But before he could sleep for long, Su
Tina shook his shoulders to wake him up from his sleep.
"What's wrong?" Song Wenbin asked, looking at the white head in front of him in confusion.
"The domestic team sent the information." Sutina said.
Song Wenbin lifted the blanket and sat up straight, "Let me take a look."
Huo Yu, who was beside him, had also woken up. He was currently lying in front of the computer, eyes wide open, and scrolling the mouse.
After bringing Song Wenbin over, Sutina took a deep breath, half introduced to the filming team, and half explained to Song Wenbin: "In the original document, Dr. Pierre Devitt used four data to determine Famba The coordinates of the Lun, one, the route of the Van Balen, two, the sailing speed of the Van Balen at that time, three, the weather records of Indonesia at that time, four, and most importantly, the geological information records of Indonesia at that time. You see, this is the ship-shaped structure used by the Van Balen..." She pulled out two pictures recorded in the file.
"I don't want to know if there are any of these, just tell me the conclusion and where it is." Song Wenbin interrupted the chatty doctor impatiently.
Sutina was stunned for a moment and pulled up a picture from the computer. It was the coordinates of a red dot on a chart. It was some distance away from Indonesia, but outside the red dot, there was a small circle.
"This is the possible range of the Van Balen's sinking site deduced by a domestic team using the most advanced computers." Sutina pointed to the picture and said.
Song Wenbin was unhappy when he heard this and asked, "What is the scope of possible existence?"
"How can there be such a good thing in the world that I can directly pinpoint the location for you?"
Sutina said angrily, "Determining a range has been of great help, you know?"
***, still fucking looking for...
Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel a little irritable in his heart.
"Wait a minute, why did he sink in this position..."
Huo Yu zoomed in and out of the map with some confusion, and frowned: "It looks like it's far away from the shore. There can't be any rocks..."
"No, the Van Balen did not hit the rocks and sank."
Sutina said softly: "If Pierre and the domestic team did not make mistakes, they should have hit the tsunami head-on."
"What?" Song Wenbin was horrified: "Tsunami, doesn't it only happen very close to the shore?"
Sutina opened the document on the computer, pointed to the words above and read, "In 1797, the Van Balen set off from Indonesia. However, just when it left the Strait of Malacca, an 8.4-magnitude earthquake occurred in the Java Trench in the Indian Ocean. At that time, this The tsunami caused by this earthquake devastated Banda Aceh, the northernmost island in Indonesia at that time, killing countless people on the spot.
This was the biggest disaster that happened that year, and, judging from the time, the Van Balen had just set off from Jakarta for a week. Based on the sailing ability of his ship at that time and the past sailing route, he was probably Just in time for this huge earthquake in the sea. "
After a pause, Sutina said softly: "If, I mean if, Van Balen really sank due to an earthquake, then this would undoubtedly be a terrible shipwreck in history, and its level of misfortune could be compared to the Titanic hitting an iceberg. "
After Sutina finished speaking, her colleagues on the plane fell silent.
"Then...the earthquake conditions..." Huo Yu asked hoarsely.
"The focal depth of the earthquake is 87 kilometers and the distance from the nearest land is 1,417 kilometers. However, it is precisely because of this earthquake that it is possible to locate the sunken Van Balen. Otherwise, no one will ever know where it sank."
Song Wenbin felt a slight chill running down his back. He simply couldn't imagine what it would be like for a ship to sail on the sea and encounter huge waves tens of meters high caused by an eight-magnitude earthquake.
There is no doubt that this kind of thing is science, but it is indeed a bit evil to say that it is evil. The probability of encountering a super earthquake while sailing in the sea is not high no matter how you think.
However, soon, he felt that something was not right.
"its not right."
Song Wenbin looked at the sinking area marked on the map and said: "It seems that the Dutch are not just for nothing. They were able to locate the landing point so accurately in 1923, and there was so much treasure on the ship. Then shouldn't they have salvaged that sunken ship long ago? How can we still get our turn?"
"Brother Song, they can't catch that boat." Sutina said softly.
"Why? Song Wenbin was surprised. Didn't the Indonesian government allow it? It seems to me that this location no longer belongs to Indonesian waters. It seems to be close to the high seas."
Having been out fishing for so long, he also has some common sense about the division of territory in the sea. Coastal sea areas are strictly divided into territorial seas, connecting sea areas, economic sea areas, and high seas. If you just look at the location of the earthquake, it seems to be far away from Indonesia.
"It is indeed within Indonesia's economic waters and close to the high seas, but the location of the earthquake was not elsewhere, but happened to be in the Java Trench of the Indian Ocean." Sutina said solemnly.
"Java Trench?"
Song Wenbin and Huo Yu asked in unison.
"Yes, it is also called the Twin Sunda Trench. It is the third deepest trench in the Indian Ocean, with the deepest point being 7,725 meters. It is at the possible site of the incident identified by the domestic team. The average water depth here is 4,570 meters."
Song Wenbin's mouth opened and he could no longer close it.
He has dived in the water and naturally knows the difficulties of deep water salvage operations. Working at seventy meters almost cost him half his life. Seven thousand meters deep? That depth is completely beyond the reach of any human being.
If the literature is true, then where the Van Balen sank, the treasure will be forever sealed under thousands of meters of water and will never be accessible to any human being.
Faced with such a desperate moment, Song Wenbin almost lost his breath. He subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette, but found that he was sitting on the plane and there was no cigarette on him at all.
"Is that it?"
Huo Yu said in despair: "We worked hard, but what we got in the end was...a treasure...that can never be salvaged?"
"Give up, it's a restricted area for humans." Song Wenbin said decisively, "There is no need to linger on this reality. Let's go back to China and do whatever we want."
Huo Yu had no objection and just sighed deeply.
But Sutina looked at the screen in front of her and said with bright eyes, "No...Brother Song, that is not a restricted area for humans."
"Huh?" Song Wenbin looked at her puzzled: "It's not a restricted area for humans. Why don't you try diving? Not to mention 7,000 meters, 700 meters will crush you into shrimp chips."
"But have you forgotten?" Sutina suddenly laughed. She turned to look at Song Wenbin, with a trace of unparalleled ecstasy in her eyes: "I also have a boat!
"
Huo Yu was stunned: "You still have a boat?"
"Yes, I have already said that my ship is a magical ship! It will help me when I need it most!
"Su Tina grabbed the dull Song Wenbin's shoulders in ecstasy, laughed loudly and said: "Brother Song, do you want to know what my boat is?"
Song Wenbin looked at her silently.
"Quick! Quick! Ask me! Ask Su Tina, what is Su Tina's ship!?" Su Tina grabbed Song Wenbin's shoulders, shook him, and sprayed Song Wenbin's face with excited saliva.
"What is your ship?" Song Wenbin asked mechanically.
"Jiaolong." Sutina replied impatiently.
