Fisherman: Making A Fortune Starts By Reporting Spies

It took a while to receive the signal isolation box sent by the security department on the dock.

But it didn't last long, only about ten minutes.

Three fifteen in the morning!

The fishing boat officially set sail. This time it was the second time to go fishing, but there was no whistle. The sound of the air whistle was very disturbing.

"You go and rest, I'll drive. I went to bed early last night and I'm very energetic now."

After Sanshu Su boarded the ship, he immediately got into the cockpit and turned on some equipment. Two sets of engines were turned on first and needed to be warmed up. After another test and confirmation that there were no problems, the warm-up was completed and the ship could be sailed directly. Leaving the berth: "I have no problem holding on for more than ten hours."

"OK!"

Su Xiangdong did not refuse. Even if his physical fitness has been strengthened by supernatural powers in all aspects, he still needs rest, especially mentally. It is best to be fuller: "But I can't sleep either. I'll go to the deck and stay there, right?" "Okay, let's change the direction this time and sail towards the East China Sea, just stay away from the offshore, and then adjust the course. If there is not much gain, we will cross the Taiwan Strait."

"good!"

After the uncle and nephew had communicated, they were on both sides.

It means crossing the Taiwan Strait.

But Su Xiangdong only gave a rough plan, and he didn't want to go there. It wasn't that he didn't dare to go, but that he didn't need to.

He didn't believe that he wouldn't encounter a school of big fish during the voyage. After all, the sea was so big and so far away. Unless he was extremely unlucky, it would be impossible to reach there.

And if you are particularly unlucky and go there, I am afraid that this time you will not be able to return to Hong Kong in a day and a half, let alone three or four days.

A little over an hour's sailing.

The time has come to almost five o'clock in the morning. From the sea, you can see the sunrise much faster than from the land. Therefore, there is already a little light on the sea, but with the naked eye, it is just a blurry image from a distance.

The fishing boats have long since moved away from the ultra-coastal sea and have not reached the open sea. However, they are still nearly thirty nautical miles away from the coastline. They have already turned around and sailed towards the East China Sea.

"What the hell?"

Su Xiangdong has always been on the bow of the boat. He knows that the mutated eyes require constant use to upgrade. Whenever he has free time, he will never miss the opportunity to gain experience. He will also look far away from time to time, and he will find something weird at this glance. : "Is the yacht going out to sea this early in the morning?"

The yacht goes out to sea and spends the night at sea.

It is no longer a new thing for some rich second generation to bring a few young models and hold an unspoken party at sea.

There are even some people who specially rent fishing boats to go out to sea for night fishing, which is also not new.

But it is very abnormal for a smaller speedboat to appear in the open sea in the early morning. It is still a small speedboat like a yacht.

It's more than thirty nautical miles from the coastline.

What's more important is that there is not only a small speedboat, but also a large yacht not far away. From the looks of it, the small speedboat is heading towards the big yacht.

Weird, abnormal!

"Third uncle, third uncle...stop sailing!"

Su Xiangdong frowned, decisively picked up the walkie-talkie, and adjusted a separate channel to broadcast. He did not continue to stay on the bow deck and returned to the cockpit immediately. His movements were quick and his feet were even more unambiguous. It only took less than a few seconds. He came to the cockpit in ten seconds: "There is a situation."

"..." Uncle Su was completely convinced by his nephew, but he was also full of doubts. He just saw his nephew rummaging around and wanted to ask but didn't ask.

Su Xiangdong was indeed rummaging.

It only took a moment to turn it out.

Nothing else!

It was the newly purchased SLR camera.

The installation was still intact. After receiving it in the mail, I just took it apart to confirm that the SLR and lens were not damaged. They had not been used, so I repackaged it and took it on the fishing boat.

He absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely... would not think of it.

The newly purchased SLR plus telephoto lens cost hundreds of thousands, but it came in handy so quickly.

Unpack!

Then remove the included lens and install the telephoto lens that was also unpacked.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

There is nothing to say, let alone any hesitation, especially when a telephoto lens is installed and the lens is stretched to the maximum.

Bad lighting is not a problem.

The distance is also not a problem.

Although a lot of IQ tax has been paid for a 200,000 yuan telephoto lens, it is not covered. When the telephoto lens is set to the maximum, it is not a problem at a distance of 3 nautical miles or more than 5 kilometers, and the shots can be extremely clear. And there is no imaging yet. Just adjust the focus and you can see things several nautical miles away. Even small objects can be seen clearly through the lens.

It’s through the lens that things are seen clearly.

Su Xiangdong didn't hesitate at all. He pressed the shutter button continuously, and dozens of images were taken in an instant.

Just now!

He didn't have time to mix colors, let alone do anything else.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The shutter is still pressed continuously, and photos are taken one after another.

I don’t know how long it took, let alone how many photos were taken.

"Third uncle, where are we now?"

Su Xiangdong put down the SLR camera, with a heavy expression on his face, and took out his mobile phone to make sure there was no accident. It showed no signal, so he had to replace the satellite phone on the fishing boat: "I need the accurate longitude and width now."

"Y116, N19 degrees!" Uncle Su immediately reported the detailed longitude and latitude.

"good!"

Su Xiangdong didn't look back, and only said one word. All his attention was focused on the buttons of the satellite phone. He pressed three numbers and dialed: Hello... Yaoyao Ling? This is Southeast-Yu 133, I want to report..."

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