464 Legend of Mermaid (27)

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"It's the same principle as degradable plastics. We put in substances that attract this type of fish... and sound waves of different frequencies to repel its natural enemies."

Everyone basically understands this.

Only Xiao Xiaolin, who asked the question first, was still staring, but she was not concentrating.

"have you understood?"

Wang Kunrong casually tapped her head with the penholder.

"I know, I know!"

Xiao Xiaolin lowered her head and held the sea map in her hand.

If she asked Professor Jiang, would he answer it for her?

At this time, a sea breeze blew by, and a few thick clouds temporarily blocked the sun. The water ripples with it.

The ocean breeze blows on my face with a fresh smell.

The man slowly put down the hand holding the telescope. The cuffs and wrists were clear and beautiful, and the lines connecting them with his long white fingers were as beautiful as art. The black gold lock catches a beautiful metallic luster when it falls.

Then he turned around and came down, narrowed his dark phoenix eyes slightly when he raised them, and asked slowly: "How many places are left?"

Wang Kunrong glanced at the mark and replied neatly: "The last part is very close. It will be completed this afternoon."

Jiang Lin shook his head, "It's going to rain soon."

Once you encounter strong weather changes in this deep sea, what will happen next is unpredictable.

Needless to say, the people above have gradually slowed down. They had a clearly marked electronic road map, and Wang Kunrong specially printed a paper copy at that time.

After all, the signal here is not very good.

"Let me take a look at the sea map." Jiang Lin said calmly, looking sideways at the other party.

Wang Kunrong had difficulty with his hands just now, so he handed it to Xiao Xiaolin to prevent the sea wind. He patted her shoulder with his big hand and said, "Take out the map."

Xiao Xiaolin was stunned for a moment and found that her hands seemed empty. The condensed gaze invisibly doubled her pressure. Her heartbeat accelerated and she could only stutter:

"I-I seem to have lost it."

After saying that, he bit his lip in shame and anger.

How could it be lost? It was still in his hand when he asked the question just now, but just when he wanted it...

Jiang Lin frowned slightly when he heard this, glanced at her with unclear meaning, and put his knuckled fingers into his coat pocket to take out his cell phone.

Thick eyelashes lowered, staring at the screen quietly. Even though he was standing here, he felt a sense of coldness and alienation.

Almost all the people on the lower floor dared not speak anymore and even held their breath.

The light outside is sometimes not easy to view the electronic screen.

The gradually quiet environment was broken by a pleasant voice: "I'm fine."

Suna put on a white shirt and leaned on the railing, looking down.

I found that the atmosphere seemed not quite right.

After feeling the surroundings, I understood instantly.

If the weather continues like this, we may end up in uninhabited waters.

"Turn around, you can go back." Jiang Lin said, his tone obviously softened.

Everyone relaxed again, and Qiao Hong ran upstairs to deliver the news.

A sudden strong gust of wind shook the ship.

"What's going on?" someone in the group asked.

Before the words could be fully finished, a loud "bang" was heard above the head, and huge raindrops fell involuntarily.

People immediately returned to their rooms to take shelter from the rain.

Jiang Lin frowned deeply, a few drops of cold water hung on his thick eyelashes, and his thin lips opened quickly: "What are you doing?"

The deep emotion in the dark and ink-stained phoenix eyes had dissipated. He looked at the petite girl coming straight away, his eyes faintly showing panic, and his cold white fingertips were clenched almost subconsciously.

Suna still insisted on coming towards him, gently holding the other person's hand with her little hand and squeezing it comfortingly.

The man loosened his grip, and the temperature between his fingers seemed cooler than rain, and it felt like a perfect sculpture.