Gu Xiaobai didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing.

Because there are no direct flights from Dongcheng to Vietnam, Gu Xiaobai flew from Dongcheng to Nanhai Island, arrived at the local port, and was picked up by the Zhongjun.

This is the fastest way to reach Vietnam from Dongcheng.

At the same time, he also heard that this underwater archaeological ship, which previously belonged to the relevant departments, was moored at the port of Nanhai Island.

This ship is currently the only ocean exploration ship under the name of "Bai Sheng Marine Survey". If "Bai Sheng Marine Survey" wants to operate, it must give full play to the role of this ship.

After all, the two ships Zhongjun and Hailonggong, one belongs to Baisheng Center and the other belongs to "Bihaiqiwhale Performing Arts Company", are not owned by "Baisheng Marine Survey", and the two have different responsibilities.

Are not the same.

"Bai Sheng Marine Survey" is not a company under Gu Xiaobai's own name, but a joint venture between three companies. Therefore, if you want these three ships to work together, strictly speaking, "Bai Sheng Marine Survey" needs to hire Zhong Jun.

No. 1 and offshore Dragon Palace operations.

And based on the prices of the Zhongjun and the Dragon Palace on the Sea... "Bai Sheng Marine Survey" cannot afford to hire them now. After all, Bai Sheng Marine Survey has not opened yet.

Gu Xiaobai came here this time just to understand the current operation of the ship and get it back on track as soon as possible.

However, as soon as he arrived at the port, he met this strange fisherman uncle.

Hearing the crew member say that this is Vietnam's territorial waters, the fisherman uncle became furious:

"No, what you said is wrong, they are there! They are there! They are waiting for me! That is the boat they were on! They are there! Why don't you always believe me, why!"

He rushed to one of them and unfolded a piece of paper in his hand. The paper was crumpled, as if it had been torn from a navigation manual, with a few words crookedly written on it.

"They are here! They are here! They are waiting for me. They have been waiting for me. They have been waiting for me for more than a hundred years. I finally found them and I want to take them home..."

Seeing the others running away in fear, the fisherman scratched his head in pain: "I'm not a madman, I must find them, you believe me..."

One of the crew members was helpless and said: "It's not that we don't believe you. The place you mentioned is indeed Vietnamese territorial waters. We have no way to explore it..."

"Yes, if we go there, Vietnamese warships will come to chase us away..."

The fisherman looked at the few people with disappointment, as if he was unwilling to accept this reality. After a long time, he suddenly scratched his disheveled head, turned around and left: "If you don't go, I will go by myself!"

Several crew members looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Uncle, wait a minute..." Gu Xiaobai stopped the fisherman uncle.

He originally thought that the uncle might have a mental problem.

But when I heard the fisherman uncle say, "They have been waiting for me for more than a hundred years," I didn't know why my heart suddenly twitched, and I felt a little inexplicable.

To others, these words would definitely sound like crazy talk, but to Gu Xiaobai, there was an inexplicable feeling of sympathy for him.

He lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, what did you mean when you said they had been waiting for you for more than a hundred years?"

Next to him, a crew member tugged at him and said, "Little brother, you...be careful, don't talk to him..."

The worry is palpable.

Gu Xiaobai nodded, but still looked at the fisherman uncle seriously.

The fisherman uncle smiled bitterly: "Young man, do you think I am crazy?"

In fact, looking at this fisherman's disheveled hair and red eyes, many people would probably stay away from him.

But Gu Xiaobai has seen the blind uncle who was in a state of poverty, the crazy Hua Yan, and many things that others could never imagine.

So he just shook his head.

Seeing Gu Xiaobai shaking his head, the fisherman uncle smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, sometimes I feel that I am simply crazy, but I just can't let go..."

He looked at the crew member next to him and said, "Can you give me a cigarette?"

Taking the cigarette handed over by the crew, the fisherman uncle took a puff. When he saw Gu Xiaobai frowning and taking a step back, he smiled helplessly and put out the cigarette.

He leaned on a stone pier behind him, looked at the vast sea in front of him, and said: "I have been dreaming about it since I was a child."

"In the dream, there was a woman holding her child, standing on a sinking ship, and kept saying something to me: 'My mother and I are waiting for you here, you must take us home...'"

He covered his eyes, shook his head and said: "Sometimes when I close my eyes, this is the picture that I can't forget..."

Next to him, several crew members looked at each other.

After all this, do you still think you are not crazy?

Brother, you'd better go to the hospital for medical treatment as soon as possible.

In this kind of day, most people will go crazy in two days. How did you survive in the past forty or fifty years?

After a while, the fisherman uncle calmed down and his speech became more organized.

Compared with just now, he seems to be a completely different person.

"Over the years, I have checked all the libraries, rural chronicles, and asked everyone I could, and finally found out that more than a hundred years ago, a merchant ship returning from Southeast Asia ran aground and sank on the way back.

Carrying more than 300 people back home, only three were able to be rescued in the end..."

"Since then, I have been looking for this ship. I have been looking."

"I asked everywhere, along the seaside, in one village after another, but it has been too long. It was more than a hundred years ago. Only some long-lived old people have heard this matter from their elders..."

"One of the old men showed me this..." The fisherman carefully took out his wallet from his arms and took out a photo from his wallet.

This photo was obviously copied from another photo, but it is obviously old.

It was a black and white photo. Due to its age, the color had faded a lot. You could vaguely see a family of three standing in front of a boat.

On the boat, a flag hung vaguely.

Gu Xiaobai squinted his eyes and carefully identified: "Hai...Tai number?"

"Is this the Haitai? To be honest, I asked many people to help me look at this photo, but they couldn't recognize the words on it..." The fisherman uncle was a little delighted and kept repeating: "Haitai, Haitai.

Number……"

The text above was too blurry. The reason why Gu Xiaobai was able to recognize it was actually because of his unique "photographic memory" and "MV system", which is equivalent to scanning it in the brain and then enlarging it for processing.

This may be stronger than all current image recognition engines.

"Haitai?" Next to it, an archaeologist's expression changed, "Have you discovered the Haitai?"
Chapter completed!