Lu Mingfei Returns from Monster Hunting

Chapter 269 Temple (4.2k)

"Your tone is confident?" Schneider narrowed his eyes slightly.

Rebalco looked indifferent: "These are all what I heard."

"This ship happened to be carrying a well-known cetacean expert. He told me that cetaceans are the most social among animals. Humans' understanding of cetacean society is still very limited today."

Schneider nodded silently.

Rebalco is right that despite his claims that whales are not social animals, whales and dolphins are probably the most social species in the ocean.

According to human observation records, whales have division of labor and cooperation, and even have their own language.

Sometimes different kinds of whales get together and whisper, like those girls who love to gossip and gossip.

Human beings don't know much about these large marine creatures that can be seen when they walk into the aquarium.

The vast ocean prevents humans from observing them in depth.

If it is the same as what Rebar said, cetaceans really have their own country.

And this country is composed of different groups of whales, they are like lords in the feudal era, and all the lords are loyal to a king-like giant whale.

This incident may not be as unbelievable as it sounds.

Rebarco asked with a smile: "So, you are really here to hunt whales?"

This expression gave him a businessman-like cunning.

"You don't have a whaling license, but you want to hunt the largest whale in the world. This is an illegal act internationally, and it may be very dangerous." He weighed the wine glass in his hand, making a gesture of weighing the pros and cons, for a long time, and then Slowly said, "My people can't accompany you to take such a risk!"

Caesar smiled disdainfully. This situation was as early as they had expected, and it was not an emergency.

So correspondingly, they have already prepared countermeasures.

"Although the payment between us has been completed, your accounts have also been frozen at the same time. Your accounts will only be reactivated when the ship returns and docks at any port in Europe." Passy said in a timely manner. Supplementary explanation.

Hearing this, Rebalco's face suddenly changed.

The expressions of these people are half smiles, even if the account information cannot be found temporarily, he can be sure that the other party is not defrauding him.

In other words, the commissions they received were really frozen. Unless they followed this group of people to complete the task and return safely, they would not be able to get that lucrative bargaining chip.

Rebalco gritted his teeth, bowed his head helplessly, and said, "The sea is always mysterious. From ancient times to the present, sailors must have the awareness of sacrifice, but we only sell our lives to those who know the goods."

Speaking of this, he paused for two seconds, and then continued: "Now our life is yours, and I will serve you, Your Excellency Caesar Gattuso!"

In a blink of an eye, even the title became an honorific title.

Rebalco stood up, saluted Caesar as a standard sailor, and then bowed slightly to the others, "The captain can't leave his post for too long. I still have to inspect and patrol the ship. I wish you all a pleasant meal."

As soon as he took a few steps, Schneider said behind him again: "Captain Rebalco, please stay, I still have a question to ask."

Rebalco turned around and frowned dissatisfiedly: "What's your order?"

"While we have investigated the background of you and your team, there is one thing that has not been clarified."

Schneider said staring into Rebalco's eyes.

"I don't know if the captain still remembers Christmas a few months ago, when the ship was still operating as a luxury gambling ship."

Rebalco's face became more and more puzzled.

"During that voyage, you encountered the most intense aurora in the Arctic in a century. AA1 lost contact with the outside world for 24 hours in that aurora. It was also in that accident that the former owner of AA1 died. Only one ship became an auction item..."

"I wonder if you could tell us about that."

Rebalco stroked his chin and hesitated for a moment, then finally shook his head: "I don't remember clearly."

"Can't remember?" Schneider didn't easily believe Rebalco's explanation, "The missing contact incident was full of doubts, and it was reported by many media as a supernatural incident. The testimonies issued by the crew and passengers were contradictory, but you are going to use 'Record I don't know' to send us away?"

"I really don't remember clearly. For the people on board, it felt like it was just a matter of a few hours."

"We did see the aurora. The aurora, which is rare in a century, is called 'the skirt of the goddess of the sea'. Of course, we have to take the passengers to enjoy it, so we sailed into the aurora...well, into the aurora. It might be a bit weird, but the aurora was so strong that day, it was like a huge multi-layered skirt hanging in the night sky."

"It may be that the radio contact was lost due to the strong ionization of the atmosphere, so we called for rescue. In our perception, it took several hours to receive a reply. But when the rescue ship arrived, it said that we had lost contact. For 24 hours, we were still taken aback."

Rebalco smiled wryly: "Except for the captain drowning for some unknown reason, there was no loss on board, so this matter is over."

"As for the endless testimony you said, it may be that some passengers had hallucinations due to the aurora or drunkenness, so the testimony was messed up."

Schneider was silent for a long time, as if agreeing with his explanation, nodded slightly: "Understood, then from now on we will really be a team, let us look forward to the appearance of Leviathan... the white sperm whale you mentioned .”

Rebalco walked away with generous strides, and the rest of the Kassel Academy looked at each other.

"Can we trust this person?" Chu Zihang asked.

"We don't need to trust him, we just need his team to sail the boat well, we can only rely on ourselves to hunt the Dragon King, they will all be brainwashed before landing in Europe," Schneider said.

"How much is this group of Eastern Europeans working for you?"

"The 54 crew members cost US$45 each, and Rebalco's personal remuneration is US$750 million." Pasi de Caesar replied, "Considering that this money is an expense other than the crew's commission, it will be taken from the academy's account. There were some troubles, so the Gattuso family is fully responsible."

"We gave these Eastern European guys tens of millions of dollars?" Fingel jumped up from the dining table in surprise.

"In this case, using money is the most convenient way. We need their technology." Chu Zihang agrees, anyway, he didn't pay for the money, and he has never had any idea about money.

"Caesar, your style of doing things is beginning to resemble Pompeii." Schneider said, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in his words.

"I'm a little different from him," Caesar said lightly, "Although he also likes to use money to open the way, if the other party is a beautiful woman, he doesn't mind saving some money and paying with his own body. Haven't learned yet."

After the silence, everyone smiled knowingly, with the exception of Fingel.

He looked at Caesar eagerly, like a wild dog with a squawk.

"What's wrong with you?" Fingel's expression puzzled Caesar.

"Everyone is risking their lives, why don't I have a mission reward of 45 US dollars!?" Fingel yelled loudly, "Master Caesar Gattuso, I, Fingel, can also go up and down for you!"

……

Rebalco stepped into the medical cabin expressionlessly.

This medical cabin is located below the deck, and its location is hidden. Even Schneider and the others don't know that there is such a place hidden on the AA1 ship.

A bearded crew member is operating on the operating table.

Although he didn't wear a white coat, he was indeed the doctor on this ship.

Before boarding the AAl, he was a field doctor of the Alpha Special Forces. It is common for him to help the wounded take bullets and sew their wounds, and mutilated human bodies are also common.

But today, his expression was particularly solemn, and he would occasionally take a sip of the vodka next to the operating table during the operation, probably to calm down the shock.

He was using a dark red laser beam to cut one of the wrecks recovered in the cabin, from head to toe, cutting piece by piece.

The difficulty of the job is astonishing, as each piece must be no more than one centimeter thick.

Rebalco glanced at it from a distance, and felt a little nauseous.

Slices of human body slices are like sliced ​​beef, with clear structures of blood vessels, nerves and organs.

The temperature in the medical cabin is so low that the slices will not thaw.

After cutting and scanning, the computer will generate a [-]D model of the person, and the cause of death will be revealed.

"I can do this kind of thing myself, right? Captain, it's better to drink with those distinguished guests."

The doctor took off his mask, moved his neck, and operated the scalpel for a long time to slice the human body, which was an extreme challenge to his physical and mental strength.

"Can you figure out how they died now?" Rybalco asked.

"It will take a few hours for the d-modeling report to come out, but the conclusion is available now." The doctor said slowly, "They froze to death."

This conclusion sounds a little too reasonable.

When you find a group of people frozen into ice cubes on the ice, you immediately think that they were frozen to death.

But Rebalco still asked the doctor to do the most detailed autopsy to find out the real cause of death.

Because usually people will adopt a curled up posture to keep the last bit of heat in the body before being frozen to death, and after a few hours of hypothermia, the body temperature will drop to about 25 degrees before death.

And many of these people died standing up, standing up straight.

It seemed that a sudden breath of cold air had blown in front of them in an instant and froze them to death.

This looks really weird.

Schneider and the others didn't ask Rebarco's people to do an autopsy, they just asked them to keep the wreckage in a low-temperature cabin.

The quick-witted Rybalco secretly kept this one, trying to find out why.

He had a hunch that this corpse might solve his confusion about those "rich guys".

"Look at this slice." The doctor pointed to something that looked like frozen meat.

Rebalco walked to the operating table. The slice the doctor showed him should be near the chest of the deceased. The outline of the heart could be seen faintly, and the myocardium was still wrapped with frozen blood.

"His heart is still contracted, which means that the moment before his death, his heart was still beating strongly." The doctor's face was a little serious.

Rebalco asked, "What do you mean?"

The doctor took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "This shows that the ice crystals in his blood and cell fluid did not form gradually. If the temperature is gradually lowered, the ice crystals will destroy the cell walls, but all his cells are intact..."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Rebalco: "If this kind of quick freezing is to be done in the laboratory, he must be thrown alive into tons of liquid nitrogen."

"He was frozen within the time his heart beat once." Rebalco immediately came to his senses, but he was extremely puzzled, "But there is no such cold environment on Earth, right?"

"It doesn't exist on Earth, but it should exist on Pluto." The doctor's hand holding the scalpel trembled, "It's as cold as hell."

"They didn't come to find Leviathan." After a moment of silence, Rebarco said.

The doctor nodded, took a gulp from the vodka bottle, and handed the bottle to Rybalco.

Rebalco also took a big sip: "The price is 45 US dollars for each of you, and 750 million US dollars for me. They know the details of each of us."

"How generous, $45 is enough for me to buy a nice apartment in Moscow. My daughter has always wanted an apartment with floor-to-ceiling windows." The doctor sighed. "But will we live to get that money?"

"I don't know, if I can go back alive, my 750 million will be divided equally with all of you." Rebalco said with determination in his heart.

Seeing that he had made a choice, the doctor hesitated for a moment, and advised: "Stop it, captain, you can't make money, but you only have one life. No one knows what it is. It can breathe out this kind of cold air and kill you instantly." So many people, he might be a devil from hell!"

The doctor's tone became excited, and he spread the slices on the operating table with both hands, "Look at this corpse in front of you, he didn't know what kind of horror would befall him a second before he died! That thing is not human Can handle it!"

"Stop it? Are you kidding me!"

Rebalco slammed the vodka bottle on the table, no longer calm as usual.

"We have also been to the temple, and the treasures there can buy the whole world! But we came back empty-handed! Who can be reconciled?"

"That's a devil, a real devil. We just entered his bedroom by mistake before, and now we have to face his face directly. It is impossible to survive." The doctor's face was pale.

"Survive?" Rebalco snorted coldly. "For us, what is fate? We have been through the hail of bullets, and we boarded this boat so far from home, isn't it for money? Do you think money It’s endless, but when we go back to Moscow, where do we make money? Is it by relying on Moscow’s small subsidy for the elderly?”

He turned around and looked the doctor straight in the eye.

"Doctor, have you earned enough alimony for your daughter? Without alimony for your ex-wife, you can't even see your daughter! Think about it, this is our chance! If we can use the hands of those people to enter the temple again, Even taking away a few treasures quietly is enough for us to live happily for several lifetimes."

(End of this chapter)