Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 104 Silver Dancer

woohoo-

The siren blew.

On the gloomy Victoria Harbour, under the banner of Royal Caribbean International Cruises, a huge cruise ship sailed out of the port, braved the wind and waves, and sailed all the way to the distant sea.

On a viewing corridor somewhere by the sea, a plain-looking Caucasian man wearing a flowered shirt that is common in Hong Kong Island, with a white bandage wrapped around his head, looked at the luxury ship leaving from afar, his eyes full of confusion .

"Hey, you just remembered, did you fall into the sea on this cruise ship?"

Not far behind the white man with a bandage on his head, a half-grown boy with slightly dark skin, carrying a snakeskin bag and a metal clip in his hand, stood behind the white man and asked aloud road.

"I do not remember."

The white young man named Bourne looked blank, looking at the distant giant ship and the vast sea, it seemed that he didn't know where to go.

After waking up, his mind was blank, and the first thing he saw was the young scavenger who had fished him out of the sea in front of him.

This young man should be the type of person who lives at the bottom of Hong Kong Island. When he is not studying, he will go to the pier street in the evening, rummaging through trash cans, picking up some soda, mineral water, cartons and the like.

Hong Kong Island, a seemingly prosperous city, has never been able to pay attention to those who really live at the bottom, let alone provide any benefits.

However, the other party should also be a teenager's curiosity. He didn't call the police immediately. Instead, after waking him up, he found some medicinal wine to wipe the wound on his head, and wrapped a bandage around it.

He didn't care about the boy's almost brutal treatment of the injury, but he bandaged it himself again later. He didn't understand why he understood this, but he seemed to think of him knowing these things when he saw it.

"Ann, I don't think you look like that either. You must be a poor ghost like me."

The half-sized man glanced at the young white man, "You were wearing this when I picked you up from the water. You don't look like someone who can afford that big cruise ship. You speak so well in vernacular, you must be We local ghosts born on Hong Kong Island, I have seen many such people."

"Not necessarily."

The ordinary-looking Caucasian youth showed a pure and weird smile on his face, and reached out and took out a passport from his arms.

The passport was American, and the name on it was Jason Bourne.

"Hey, you still have a passport, the Americans are amazing!"

The half-grown boy curled his lips, paused, looked up at Jason Bourne in front of him and said, "Don't worry, there is an American Consulate on Hong Kong Island, I'll take you there tomorrow to ask, I really don't understand , a person of your age would still fall into the sea, if I hadn’t been picking up trash over there, you might have been washed away by the sea. But..."

The boy paused for a moment, his eyes flashed with a strange spirit, and his eyes were fixed on Jason Bourne's bandaged head, "I watched a lot of people with amnesia who hit their heads on TV, they just need to hit it again, or take One tap of the stick will restore the memory, do you want to try..."

"You want to hit me?" Jason Bourne suddenly yelled when he heard the boy's whimsical thoughts, and reached out to grab him.

The young man laughed loudly, barefooted, and ran away into the distance.

Bourne watched the boy run forward, and he stepped forward to catch up. Although he didn't understand his identity for a while, deep down in his heart, he felt a sudden break from the restraint.

He glanced at the blue and rippling Victoria Bay not far away, and seemed to have some inexplicable palpitations about the sea water for no reason.It seems that he has an instinctive dislike for water.

……

And on Victoria Bay, not too far from the two of them, on the luxury cruise ship named Starlight, even though it was still daytime, due to the rainy weather today, it was already brightly lit.

This cruise ship is a luxury cruise ship owned by the Royal Caribbean Company. There are more than a dozen floors in the cabin, and the royal residence is set up on the top floor, providing exclusive guest rooms, dining, and leisure areas.Gold card suites and silver card suites have exclusive floors, elevators, restaurants and lounges.

In addition, there are many restaurants and entertainment shows such as theaters. It can be said that there are so many things, all of which can be called extremely luxurious.

In a luxurious suite, Yang Chu was sitting on the sofa, holding a beautifully-covered "Origin of Species" in his hand, and facing the sea breeze, he seemed to be casually flipping through the pages.

He took the books from a small library on the top floor. Although with his current knowledge system, it doesn’t make much sense, Yang Chu still didn’t let himself be idle.

"We will stay on this ship for five days. After five days, we will fly directly from Singapore to Italy, and then from Italy to Romania."

47 stood not far from Yang Chu, and roughly talked about the itinerary of the two of them this time.

"Compared to airplanes, I think you, like me, would prefer boats."

Yang Chu casually replied while flipping through the books.

"There are very few cruise ships or passenger ships that pass through the Gulf of Aden and go to the Mediterranean Sea." 47 said simply with a cold face.

The two people took this cruise ship for five days and four nights, but the destination only went to Singapore.

"That's not bad. In case your passport is found out by others, at least I won't die in this sea."

Yang Chu closed the book, looked outside through the glass window, and saw Tsim Sha Tsui and the island buildings in the Central and Western District gradually going away.

Compared with taking a plane, although the way of taking a boat is extremely inefficient, for Yang Chu, if there are some accidents, there is much more room for maneuver.

However, after coming from Singapore, Yang Chu wanted to go to Romania, and the best way to choose was to take a plane.

Most of the passenger ships and cruise ships departing from Asia to Europe, unless they go around the Cape of Good Hope, most of them will not go to Europe from the Mediterranean Sea.

Islands are prevalent in the Somali waters, and cargo ships are often hijacked, not to mention cruise ships. Currently, there should be no cruise ships passing by that line.

"You should be prepared, the secret meeting of the divine will is not so easy to deal with."

47 also understands this, but he always insists on efficiency, and he still resists this slow way of travel.

Sitting on a single sofa opposite Yang Chu, 47 seemed to feel that such a long journey was a little boring, and pulled out a metal suitcase from the sofa, opened it, and took out various scattered items from it. Parts and tools, some of which were clearly hand-polished, had clearly been prepared for a long time.

"Are you making guns? Do you have a name?"

Yang Chu glanced at 47's skillful assembly of various parts, and asked casually.

"Silver Dancer."

47 answered lightly, his eyes were on the gun parts in his hand, his expression was focused and pious, "If you need it, I can make one for you."

　It’s too late, this chapter is too much~~ Come back to write at night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)