Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

At midnight, the old captain and two crew members boarded the ship on time and sailed out of the port as previously agreed.

The passenger and cargo ship slowly departed from its berth, and the port lights gradually shrank into a blurry strip of light at the stern.

The seawater on both sides of the ship turned from dark green to pitch black. We had left the port control area and were surrounded by open sea with no other ships' lights.

"Mr. Lin, this is fine."

"Further outwards, you'll reach international shipping lanes."

The old captain stopped the ship and, with two crew members, launched the speedboat that had been brought with him.

The speedboat's engine roared across the sea, and the old captain waved to Lin Mo from the deck.

"Mr. Lin, let's head back now!"

Please be careful while you are on the boat alone!

"Okay! You've worked hard!"

Lin Mo stood by the ship's railing, watching the speedboat's taillights disappear into the night, his smile slowly fading.

He did not immediately recall the boat.

This ship has a displacement of 3,000 tons, which is quite large. The captain hasn't gone far yet, so if he suddenly disappears, people will notice.

He planned to wait an hour until it was completely quiet before making his move.

The sea breeze swept past the ship's side, carrying a salty, cool scent.

Lin Mo leaned against the railing outside the cockpit and glanced down at his watch.

Forty minutes passed, and the sea was so quiet that only the muffled sound of waves crashing against the hull and the occasional cry of seagulls in the distance could be heard.

He was getting up to get off the boat, retrieve the speedboat, and make final preparations for tidying up when a slight sound suddenly came from the sea.

It wasn't the sound of waves, nor the sound of wind; it was the sound of something breaking through the water's surface and then gently closing it again.

His gaze swept across the sea below the ship's hull, where a figure in a black diving suit was silently emerging from the water, close to the hull.

One hand gripped the drain hole grille on the side of the ship, and the body clung to the hull like a gecko.

Lin Mo crouched down, hiding himself in the darkness.

I watched as that figure climbed from the ship's side onto the deck.

Water slid off her tight wetsuit and pooled on the deck.

She took off her diving mask, shook her hair, and revealed a clean yet sharp face.

It was Han Yue, the policewoman who was secretly filmed investigating Yang Liu!

She placed her diving mask on the deck, took a vlog camera from her waist and strapped it to her chest, then crouched down and reached towards the cockpit.

Lin Mo straightened up from the railing and stood about three steps behind her, speaking calmly:

"Aren't you cold climbing out of the water in the middle of the night?"

Han Yue was startled by the sudden voice behind her, and her shoulders trembled violently.

But she quickly calmed down.

Turning to face Lin Mo, her wet short hair clung to her cheeks, and her wetsuit gleamed darkly in the moonlight.

She forced a polite and apologetic smile onto her face:

"I'm sorry, I startled you."

I'm a diving enthusiast, and I went night diving, but I ended up getting lost.

Seeing a ship with its lights on, I thought I'd come aboard to rest for a bit and find a place to catch my breath.

Lin Mo, with his hands in his pockets, glanced from her dripping hair to the professional diving boots on her feet, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"A diving enthusiast?"

I went diving alone in the middle of the night.

No dive buddy, no dive flag.

They swam at least several nautical miles off the coastline to my boat.

Do you think I would believe that?

I think you're a thief who thought there was no one on the ship and came aboard to steal things!

Han Yue shook her head:

"You've misunderstood, I'm really not a thief."

I'm Han Yue, a police officer from the Criminal Investigation Team of the Municipal Police Department. This is my police ID.

She instinctively reached for her chest, but when her fingers touched the zipper of her wetsuit, she remembered something, and her expression stiffened slightly.

"My documents are on shore; I didn't bring them with me when I went diving."

"police?"

Lin Mo tilted his head and looked her over, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Xin Weimin personally spoke to Director Zhou and ordered the investigation to be halted. He was really going to make a scene without this woman!

Since you're going to keep pressing the issue, don't blame him for being impolite.

His gaze swept over the small waterproof VLOG camera hanging on her chest without making a sound. The lens was pointed directly at him, and the red recording indicator light was flashing slightly in the moonlight.

"You say you're a police officer, but you don't have your identification with you. It's all just talk."

Lin Mo took two steps closer to her.

"I have a lot of valuable things on my ship, and you climbed up from the sea in the middle of the night."

Since you say you're a police officer, I need to confirm that you didn't steal my things.

"Let me search you. If I find nothing, then I'll believe you're a police officer."

Han Yue's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously took half a step back, her tone turning colder:

"You have no right to search me."

Even if it's a routine inspection, it's not your place to carry it out.

I told you I'm a police officer. If you don't believe me, I'll leave now.

She pointed to the ladder on the side of the ship as she spoke.

"I'll leave now, so I won't cause you any trouble."

"Fine, you can go now."

Lin Mo stepped aside to make way for him.

Han Yue seemed surprised that he gave up so easily, and was slightly taken aback.

She then watched him warily and moved step by step toward the ladder.

She gripped the ladder handrail, placed one foot on the edge of the ship's gunwale, turned her back to Lin Mo, and was about to climb over the gunwale.

In that instant, Lin Mo appeared silently behind her, his fingers flashing as he gently brushed across several acupoints on the back of her neck and shoulder blades.

Han Yue's body froze instantly. Her arm was still gripping the armrest, but she couldn't move it at all. Her pupils were filled with shock.

She never dreamed that Lin Mo was so powerful; he had only touched her and she was now unable to move!

Is this a wuxia novel?

Lin Mo stood behind her, slipped his hand under her armpit, took the VLOG camera off her chest, and put it directly into his storage space.

They then laid her down on the deck and began searching her.

He reached into the wetsuit and touched it from top to bottom, his movements more thorough than when he searched for snow.

Lin Mo quickly confirmed that she had no other recording devices or location tracking devices on her.

Lin Mo turned her face towards him, forcing her to look him in the eye, and used his mind-controlling technique!

His face was reflected in Han Yue's pupils, her gaze gradually shifting from fear and anger to confusion.

The internal energy of the Mind-Bending Technique surged into her sea of ​​consciousness like a tidal wave, wrapping, permeating, and reshaping her original consciousness layer by layer.

Her pupils dilated slightly and then slowly contracted.

After a few breaths, there was no longer any hostility in those eyes that were originally sharp as knives.

Instead, there was an almost fervent compliance.

Lin Mo released her hand, unsealed the acupoints that had been sealed, and observed her reaction.

Han Yue stretched her stiff shoulders, looked up at him, and without hesitation, called out earnestly on his clean yet sharp face:

"Owner."

Lin Mo took out the Desert Eagle he had bought earlier from his spatial storage, handed it to Han Yue with the grip facing forward, and said calmly:

"Shoot yourself in the temple."

Han Yue took the gun, her finger on the trigger guard, a hint of instinctive hesitation flashing in her eyes.

Her fingers trembled slightly, but only for two seconds.

He gritted his teeth, raised the gun to his temple, closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger.