Early the next morning, Song Wenbin drove the van all the way from Semarang to Jakarta. He and Sutina pretended to be departure passengers. However, when approaching the airport, Song Wenbin made a turn and headed to the Mulia Hotel.
When Song Wenbin went to the hotel to rent the conference hall, Su Tina proposed to buy clothes nearby, and Song Wenbin naturally agreed.
After Su Tina came back, Song Wenbin was swayed by her temperament. In just one night, Sutina seemed to have changed. She did not wear her usual favorite tender and sexy clothes. This time she put on a black suit and even wore frameless pants on her face. He wears glasses and has his white hair tied into a bun on the back of his head. He looks like he is five or six years older. Not only that, her whole temperament became extremely cold, as if she was a female department executive who would take Song Wenbin to the office for a chat at any time.
Seeing her standing in front of him like this, Song Wenbin was somewhat speechless.
He took out his cell phone and asked cautiously: "Do you want... to help get the people from Odyssey...?"
Sutina took the phone away expressionlessly, sat at the other end of the conference room, and started making calls. When she was on the phone, Song Wenbin thought about it and sat next to her, but one seat away from her.
After waiting for twenty minutes after making the call, the door to the conference room opened. Two gray-haired old men, probably in their sixties, walked in from the door. The two old men were stunned when they saw the two young people in the conference room. They probably didn't expect that the person they were going to meet on the phone was so young.
The two old men in front of Song Wenbin had typical American looks. Knowing that they were the people he was looking for, he couldn't help but stood up and greeted them with a smile. He walked over to the two of them enthusiastically, shook hands with them and Introduce yourself. Of course, he also used his fake identity in Indonesia when introducing himself.
The two old men were not impressed by Song Wenbin's enthusiastic attitude, and they did not introduce themselves. They simply shook hands and then pulled out the chairs and sat down, with their hands in their pockets, as if they were ready to leave at any time, and said : "You wanted to come to Odyssey Company, and now we are here."
Song Wenbin waved to Sutina, who took out the document Wutou gave them and walked to the two old men. Song Wenbin said, "This is a document we got by accident. Please take a look."
The two old men opened the file and looked at it with suspicious looks.
While the two were reading the document, Song Wenbin said: "Someone told us that as long as this document is handed over to the Indonesian government, it will be enough to interrupt your salvage work in Indonesia. Do you think it is true or false?"
Sutina translated Song Wenbin's words sternly.
After the two old men roughly read the document, they sneered disdainfully: "Young man, you probably don't have a deep understanding of this business."
"Oh? Why do you see that?" Song Wenbin became interested.
One of the old men lit a pipe, crossed his legs and said: "Few people can get a formal salvage license for our kind of work. Not to mention the time and procedures required for a formal salvage license, and secondly, the local government's requirements for foreign salvage companies." Attitude.
In fact, salvage documents are just a formality. There is no difference between formal and forged documents. Whether they can be salvaged or not is not a word from the government. The use of forged documents is just a handle we sell to the local government. Only in this way are we allowed to carry out salvage activities in Indonesia, so that as long as they are not satisfied, they can stop our salvage operations at any time on the grounds of documents, do you understand? "
Song Wenbin showed a look of realization and asked: "I thought you had a bad relationship with Indonesia. After all, when we were in the Java Trench before, I saw fighter jets looking for you."
"Are you sure that fighter plane is coming to find us?"
The Odyssey executive said contemptuously: "Will you give them what you fish out?"
"Maybe not." Song Wenbin said honestly.
"In Southeast Asia, what we really rely on is the agreement we have made privately with the officials. As long as we share the salvaged cultural relics with the local government, they will naturally let us take some of them away and even protect us. After all, some cultural relics , they don’t have the skills to salvage it at all, and it’s not the monkeys’ turn to salvage it if it’s rotten at the bottom of the sea.”
After a pause, the old man blew out a smoke ring and said with a disdainful smile: "So, you are threatening our Odyssey company with this kind of thing. Don't you think it's just a dream?"
Song Wenbin laughed and shook his head. He picked up the document, dragged over an ashtray, took out a lighter, and burned the contents of the document one by one. While burning it, he said: "Senior, you misunderstood me. Okay, I didn't even think of threatening you with this kind of thing. I just thought it was very clumsy to report this to the authorities, so I asked you to come out and burn this kind of thing in front of you to show my sincerity. "
Seeing the flames engulfing the photos and papers in the document one by one, the two people sent by Odyssey Company frowned.
The old man who didn't smoke sat up straight, crossed his fingers and asked seriously: "I heard you say on the phone that if we don't meet with you, you will let other treasure hunters know our whereabouts and work goals. I would like to ask you Is that true?"
While he was talking, the old man sitting on the other side smoking took out a necklace from his chest and started playing with it. The necklace was a sharp cross. The cold light reflected in the light looked very dangerous.
Song Wenbin's heart trembled, and he shook his head slowly and said, "Those are just words. I hope you can agree to the meeting. In fact, I came to you because I really want to cooperate with you."
"I said, Odyssey doesn't need any partners." The old man playing with the necklace said coldly and proudly: "With all due respect, the rats in the sea are not even qualified to follow us and eat leftovers. If I were you, I wouldn't Waste time, I will immediately offer a price, a price that is enough to keep you silent."
Song Wenbin looked at the old man's condescending attitude, smiled slightly, bent down, pulled out a huge document about a foot thick from his backpack, and placed it on the table with a bang.
When the two old men saw the document, they were stunned for a moment and asked, "What is this?"
Song Wenbin didn't say anything. He took out a few documents and pushed them across the table.
The two old men picked up the document and flipped through it. Soon, their expressions changed. It was completely different from their attitude when they saw the evidence of the forged salvage certificate.
After reading a piece of information, the two old men gathered together and began to whisper. While whispering, their eyes were fixed on Song Wenbin and the thick folder under Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin clapped the document in his hand and said with a smile: "Here is the data that records all the shipwreck information of the Dutch East India Company in the Netherlands from 1602 to 1799. Is that enough to talk about?"
The people in Odyssey Company couldn't sit still for a moment. They all stood up from their chairs with a roar and stared at the folders under Song Wenbin. Their eyes burst out with astonishing light, just like a hungry wolf seeing blood food or a pervert seeing a beautiful woman.
"You...where did you get this kind of thing!?" the old smoking man asked loudly while holding his pipe.
Song Wenbin just stared at the two old men coldly, without answering, and tapped his fingers on the folder.
After staring for more than ten seconds, the two old men finally realized that they had lost their composure. They quickly sat down. Not only did they sit down, they even pulled their chairs closer and came over to sit next to Song Wenbin. An old man took the initiative to reach out his hand and lowered his voice: "I am Greg Stein, CEO of Odyssey Company. Nice to meet you."
Another old man who was smoking said: "I am Tom Deweiler, the special manager of Odyssey. You have indeed aroused my interest."
"Hey, hello." Song Wenbin smiled warmly and said, "That's it, you two, this data is very valuable. I think anyone with a discerning eye can see the value contained in it. In fact, I want There aren’t many, I just want to know what exactly your company is doing when it comes to Indonesia?”
"this....."
Facing Song Wenbin's question, the two old men looked at each other with some hesitation.
"As long as you can tell us what you are doing here, we will hand over this top-secret data to your company. We bought this at a big price in Europe. I think this is a good deal anyway, isn't it? ?The information on the locations of nearly a hundred sunken ships is enough for your company to salvage them for ten years."
The desire in the eyes of the two old men was uncontrollable, but they were still quite cautious. Greg and Tom discussed it, and finally Greg asked: "Is that yacht that followed us that day yours? And? Are the Chinese scientific expedition teams that went to the Java Trench all your people?"
"Of course." Song Wenbin said.
"Going to fish for the Van Balen?" Greg asked.
Song Wenbin nodded slowly.
"Did this information take you there?"
"good."
"No wonder, I said no wonder you were able to locate that place. There is indeed something there. But unfortunately, we used a robot to detect that place a year ago, and there was nothing. It has been salvaged."
"Who has salvaged it?" Song Wenbin asked immediately.
"Legendary Salvage Company," Greg said.
"Legendary Salvage?"
Song Wenbin felt that he had no impression of this company.
"How come I haven't heard of it?" he asked.
"It's normal that I haven't heard of it. To be honest, the existence of this company is just a flash in the pan. There is no outstanding salvage record, but their founder is quite famous."
Greg leaned back on his chair while smoking a cigarette, and fell into deep memories: "I still remember that it was 2004, when Odyssey had just started, and the top salvage team in the world at that time was Ronald Hatcher. An archaeological team led by Dr.
Ronald Hatcher is also a very legendary figure. He was not a professional in seabed salvage at the beginning. He was originally a doctor of archeology from Oxford University. When Nasser was in power, he was excavating cultural relics in Egypt. Made a fortune. Later, when the Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan, he resold many cultural relics in Afghanistan. Some people say that during the Gulf War, he was active in Yinlak for a period of time. Of course, after the appearance of the Blackstone in 1998, this guy suddenly began to engage in underwater archeology, and established the Legend Salvage Company to start focused salvage operations in Indonesia. "
Song Wenbin pricked up his ears and listened, while Su Tina was translating and holding a notebook of shorthand.
Greg continued: "One thing Legend Company did after its establishment was to salvage Indonesia. This lasted from 1999 to 2004. I don't know what Ronald salvaged, but after 2004, the industry There are rumors. It is said that the ship of Legend Salvage Company has found the former Dutch shipwreck Van Baalen, but the authenticity of the rumors cannot be verified because just in 2004, Legend Salvage encountered a tsunami in Indonesia and sank."
"Sinked?" Song Wenbin frowned.
"Yes, but in 2013, a shipwreck survivor found us in Los Angeles. He told us that the Legend Company's ship sank not because of the tsunami, but because of an internal fight, and someone deliberately sank the ship. It exploded and sank..."
"Greg."
Project manager Tom Davidler reminded him, and Greg suddenly woke up and said, "Sorry, what I said has nothing to do with your problem. In short, according to internal information obtained by Odyssey Company in the past few years, Legend Company's The flagship did salvage treasures, but they were treasures that were once on board the Dutch merchant ship Van Baalen. That’s why our company is searching for the legendary company’s sunken ships in Indonesia.”
"What's the name of that flagship?" Song Wenbin asked.
"The queen of poison," Greg said.
Sutina translated expressionlessly: "Queen Boyon."
But as soon as she finished translating, Sutina's expression changed.
She opened her mouth and turned a deaf ear to Greg's subsequent words, showing no intention of translating.
When Song Wenbin saw that his translation was stuck, he couldn't help but elbowed her and said, "What's wrong?"
Sutina slowly lowered her head and said somewhat dullly: "Queen Boyon translates to Poison Queen."
"Poison Queen, what's going on, have you heard of it?"
"Among plants, the queen of poison is Aconitum."
Sutina said softly.
