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Sharp warnings echoed in waves, crashing against the deck of the fishing boat with the sea breeze.

Wei Yuan was on edge, his martial energy flowing through his limbs and bones, his fingers slightly curled, ready to strike at any moment.

In his prediction, the middle-aged fisherman's only option was to slam on the gas, urging the old engine to break through the encirclement with all its might and escape into the vast ocean.

The expected acceleration did not materialize.

The fishing boat's engine remained at its original speed, neither accelerating nor shutting off. The middle-aged fisherman sat calmly in the helmsman's seat, his back slightly hunched, as if he had resigned himself to his fate, letting the waves push the small boat gently with the current.

Wei Yuan's brows furrowed suddenly.

Not right.

This person is an envoy sent by a mysterious organization to make contact, and he has connections to the bombing case.

Once taken back by the Coast Guard and handed over to the police detective agency for interrogation, with irrefutable evidence before them, imprisonment is a foregone conclusion, and they will never see the light of day again.

Why doesn't he run?

Were they intimidated by the coast guard's power? Or did they anticipate being intercepted here from the beginning, harboring a backup plan and being confident of success?

Countless thoughts raced through Wei Yuan's mind, and he suppressed the urge to subdue the middle-aged fisherman on the spot.

Let's not rush into action and observe the situation.

In a short time, the coast guard vessel had come within ten meters of the fishing boat, and its stern warnings echoed across the sea.

On the deck of the coast guard vessel, several fully armed coast guard officers stood tall and straight, their dark gun barrels locked onto the dilapidated fishing boat beneath them. If anyone on board dared to make the slightest movement, bullets would rain down without mercy.

The sea breeze howled, and the salty seawater pounded against the sides of the two ships, splashing up tiny, cold droplets.

Faced with the overwhelming intimidation, the middle-aged fisherman remained silent and slowly raised his hands above his head.

His wide-brimmed fisherman's hat was pulled down very low, obscuring most of his face in shadow. His expression was inscrutable, making it impossible to discern his true thoughts.

"Splash!"

A sturdy rope ladder was thrown down from the side of the coast guard vessel, dangling onto the deck of the swaying fishing boat and striking it with a dull thud.

Three heavily armed coast guard officers nimbly leaped down the swaying rope ladder one after another.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The heavy footsteps fell, and the small fishing boat, which was not large to begin with, suddenly rocked violently from side to side, the wooden planks on the bottom of the boat creaking under the weight.

The moment the three coast guards landed, their eyes quickly swept across the entire fishing boat, taking in everything inside and outside the cabin.

Soon they saw Wei Yuan sitting cross-legged in the cabin, and a gray-clad man leaning against the cabin wall, his eyes closed and in a deep coma.

After confirming that there were only three people on board, the leading coast guard officer spoke in a low, stern voice with an unyielding authority, his face frosty.

"The city of Shenhai is now under full martial law. All fishing boats are prohibited from leaving port without authorization. You have violated the martial law. Abandon your ship immediately and come with us to the coast guard vessel for investigation."

As he spoke, two other coast guards stood on either side, their guns pointed at the middle-aged fisherman and Wei Yuan, their fingers hovering over the triggers.

If either of them shows the slightest resistance, he will pull the trigger without hesitation.

The atmosphere at sea was extremely tense, as if a tiny spark could ignite all the killing intent.

In the oppressive silence, the hoarse, rough voice of a middle-aged fisherman slowly rose, carrying the vicissitudes etched by years of sea winds.

"Officer, I'll go with you, but what about my boat? The waves are so big outside, and without someone to steer, it won't be long before it gets swept away by the waves. This is my livelihood, the thing I rely on to support my family."

The head coast guard officer's expression grew increasingly stern, his tone unwavering.

"This is not within our jurisdiction. With martial law in effect, all fishing boats that leave port without authorization will be impounded. If you are reluctant to cooperate and cling to your vessel, then we can only proceed according to the law. During martial law, we have the right to use all necessary means against those who refuse to obey control."

The words had not yet completely faded away.

"Snap! Snap!"

Two crisp, cold clicks of guns being cocked rang out in quick succession. The remaining two coast guards immediately released the safety on their weapons, and a chilling murderous aura instantly filled the narrow deck of the fishing boat.

Wei Yuan stood still, his gaze fixed on the middle-aged fisherman.

If he still has some trump cards up his sleeve, now is the best time to unleash them.

However, under the threat of the coast guard's guns and the dual gaze of Wei Yuan's sharp eyes, the middle-aged fisherman remained silent for a long time. The waves on the sea washed over the deck again and again, and his eyes under the brim of his hat revealed no emotion.

After a long while, a deep sigh escaped his throat.

"The people will not fight against the officials; I will go with you."

He raised his hand and gently patted the hull of the old fishing boat beside him, then turned to look at Wei Yuan, his tone so calm it was almost eerie.

"Guests, it seems our trip will have to end here ahead of schedule."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the three coast guards suddenly turned sharp, and one of them instantly turned his gun around, aiming it directly at Wei Yuan's chest.

The cold muzzle of the gun was inches away, but Wei Yuan seemed oblivious, his brows furrowing even more as he stared intently at the middle-aged fisherman in front of him.

So you just backed down and gave in like that?

Could it be that the envoy sent by this mysterious organization really had no backup plan?

Wei Yuan was filled with doubts, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what the other party was up to.

However, he had no intention of investigating further.

Once they boarded the coast guard vessel, the fisherman and the man in gray were handed over to the detective department. With professional interrogation and in-depth investigation, the lead would naturally continue to be pursued, and he wouldn't need to personally risk his life to deal with it.

Once the thought was made up, Wei Yuan bowed slightly, grabbed the unconscious gray-clad man by the back of his collar, lifted him up, and stepped out of the cabin.

The fishing boat beneath my feet bobbed and swayed with the waves, and the salty sea breeze hit my face. In the distance, the horizon was a hazy gray, with no land in sight.

The lead coast guard officer raised his hand to signal, then shouted sternly, "Everyone, board the coast guard vessel using the rope ladders! Slow down, don't try anything funny!"

The middle-aged fisherman took the lead and walked towards the rope ladder, his hands still raised high, looking very obedient. He gripped the rope ladder and slowly began to climb upwards.

"What are you standing there for? It's your turn, hurry up and get going!"

The coast guard urged Wei Yuan on, but Wei Yuan ignored them, grabbing the man in gray with one hand and the rope ladder with the other, and easily climbed upwards.

Behind him, three coast guard officers stared wide-eyed at Wei Yuan, who effortlessly climbed the rope ladder while holding onto an adult man. They exchanged surprised and uncertain glances.

The coast guard officer who was speaking shook his head slightly, signaling his two companions to hurry up and follow.

This person is a bit strange, but it's not their place to deal with him. They should take him upstairs and report back to their superiors, let them have a headache.

Besides, even if there's something wrong with the other side, they're a full-fledged coast guard force of dozens of people, complete with cannons. Why would they be afraid of an unarmed ordinary person?

Thinking of this, the coast guard felt a little relieved, stepped forward, grabbed the rope ladder, and began to climb up.