Wow

The whistle sounded.

On the gray Victoria Harbour, under the Royal Caribbean International Cruise, a huge cruise ship sailed out of the port, sailing through the wind and waves, heading towards the distant sea.

On a viewing corridor somewhere by the sea, a white man wearing a floral shirt that is common in Hong Kong Island and has an ordinary face, with a white bandage wrapped around his head, looking at the luxurious giant ship leaving from afar, his eyes full of confusion.

"Hey, you remember this. Did you land on this cruise ship before you landed in the sea?"

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

"I don't remember."

The white young man called Bourne looked blank and looked at the giant ship away and the vast sea surface, as if he felt that he had no idea where to go.

After waking up, his brain was blank. The first thing he saw was the scavenger who had caught him from the sea in front of him.

This young man should be the type of person living at the bottom of Hong Kong Island. In the evening, he would go to the entrance of the wharf to search for the trash can, pick up some soda, mineral water, paper and other things.

Hong Kong Island, a seemingly prosperous city, has never been difficult to pay attention to for those who live at the bottom of the world, let alone any benefits.

However, the other party should have been the curiosity of the boy. He did not call the police immediately. Instead, he woke him up and found some medicinal wine to wipe the wound on his head and wrapped it with a bandage.

The boy's almost rude treatment methods for his injuries were not cared about, but he later bandaged himself and didn't understand why he understood this, but when he saw it, he seemed to think of these things.

"And, I don't think you are like you, you must be a poor man like me."

The old man glanced at the white young man, "When I took you out of the water, you just wore this outfit. You didn't look like a person who could sit on that big cruise ship. You speak so well in vernacular. You must be a local ghost born in Hong Kong. I have seen so many such people."

“That’s not necessarily.”

The ordinary-looking young man showed a simple and weird smile on his face, and reached out to take out a passport from his arms.

The passport is from Amelican, and the name on it clearly states Jason Bourne.

"You actually have a passport, Amelican is 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 the Amelicon Consulate in Hong Kong. I will take you there tomorrow to ask. I really don't understand. People as big as you will still fall into the sea. If I hadn't been picking up garbage there, you would have been washed away by the sea. But..."

The boy paused, a trace of weirdness flashed in his eyes, staring at Jason Bourne's bandaged head, "I watch many people who have lost their heads on TV. They just need to hit them again, or knock them with a stick to recover their memory. Do you want to try it..."

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

The boy laughed loudly, ran to the distance with barefoot barefoot.

Bourne watched the boy run forward, and he took a step forward and chased after him. Although he didn't understand his identity for a moment, he felt a sudden break from his restraint deep in his heart.

He looked at the blue Victoria Bay not far away, and for no reason he seemed to have some inexplicable palpitations about these sea waters. It seemed that he had an instinctive dislike of water.

...

On Victoria Bay, which is not too far from the two, the luxury cruise ship named Starlight was still in the daytime, but because of the rain today, the lights were already bright.

This cruise ship is a luxury cruise ship under the Royal Caribbean Company. It has more than a dozen floors in the cabin. The top floor is a royal residence, providing exclusive rooms, dining and leisure areas. The gold and silver suites have exclusive floors, elevators, restaurants and lounges.

In addition, there are many entertainment shows such as restaurants and theaters, which can be said to be extremely luxurious.

In a luxurious suite, Yang Chu sat on the sofa, holding a beautifully-covered book "Origin of Species" in his hand. Facing the sea breeze, page by page seemed to be flirting casually.

He took the books in a small library on the top floor. Although with his current knowledge system, it is not very meaningful to see that it is, Yang Chu still did not leave himself idle.

"We are going to stay on this ship for five days, and then fly directly from Singapore to Italy after five days, and then transfer from Italy to Romania."

Forty-seven stood not far from Yang Chu and probably told them about the itinerary of the two of them this time.

"I think you should be like me and would prefer to take a boat."

Yang Chu replied casually while flipping through the books.

"Seldom cruise ships or passenger ships will pass through the Gulf of Aden and head to the Mediterranean Sea." Forty-seven said simply with a cold face.

The cruise ship that the two took was five days and four nights, but the end was only in Singapore.

"That's not bad. If the passport you got was found by others, at least I can't die in this sea."

Yang Chu closed the book, looked out through the glass window, and gradually moved away from the island buildings in Tsim Sha Tsui and the Central and Western Districts.

Compared to taking a plane, although the method of taking a boat is extremely inefficient, for Yang Chu, if he encounters some changes, there is much more room for maneuver.

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

Most passenger ships and cruise ships departing from Asia to Europe will not travel from the Mediterranean to Europe unless they are bypassing the Cape of Good Hope.

Islands in Somalia are prevalent, and even cargo ships are often robbed, not to mention the cruise ships, there should be no cruise ships passing through that line at present.

"You should be prepared, the Secret of God's Mind is not that easy to deal with."

Forty-seven understands this, but he has always been efficient and still has some resistance to this slow way of travel.

Sitting on a single sofa opposite Yang Chu, Forty Qi seemed to feel bored as this long journey was a bit boring. He pulled out a metal suitcase from the sofa. After opening it, he took out various parts and tools from it. Some of them had obvious marks of hand polishing, which obviously had been prepared for a long time.

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

Yang Chu glanced at Forty-seven skillfully assembled various parts together and asked casually.

“Silver Dancer.”

Forty-seven replied lightly, his eyes staring at the gun parts in his hand, with a focused and pious expression, "If you need it, I can make one for you."
Chapter completed!