Wucao heard the alarm and left the entertainment room and went to the deck to look for Qiu Sheng.

The three of them met in the aisle.

The alarm stopped, and the tourists looked at the trumpet curiously.

Because they did not see the exact danger, they were not worried about their situation at all. Someone was filming videos and complaining about how the sirens stopped.

"What's wrong?" Wucao asked Qiu Sheng.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Qiu Sheng looked at Yi Qingqian.

"Eh?" Yi Qingqian was at a loss, "Why ask me? I don't know either!"

Qiu Sheng just wanted to tease her.

"Go and ask the captain." He walked out.

The residence in the seafarer's area is different from that in the guest area, and is monotonous and light blue. Several seafarers stand at the door and look around. They are resting seafarers, and they don't know what's going on.

The three of them walked to the captain's room, and there were already some people waiting at the door.

The captain was not in the room, and the commander on the opposite side was not in the room.

Seamen are divided into two categories: one is sailor and the other is engines. The sailors work on the deck and the engines work under the deck.

The captain of the return ship on the deck, and the commander of the return ship under the deck.

The radio rang again, saying that there was a small malfunction in the cabin, and there was no big problem, so don't panic.

Three minutes later, the captain and the commander in their forties walked up.

The waiting people immediately surrounded and asked what had happened.

The captain dealt with them and said the same thing as the one on the radio.

He had no intention of further explanation, and the crowd consciously dispersed.

Only Qiu Sheng and the other two did not move.

Qiu Sheng looked at the two men, both wearing casual clothes, one old and one young, the old man was short and the young man was medium.

The old man looked kind, and he smiled at Yi Qingqian and the other two. The young man was stunned and then smiled.

The captain and the engineer looked surprised and immediately greeted Qiu Sheng and the other two.

It was obvious that the old man was in a high position because he said hello, and the other three had to say hello.

Qiu Sheng turned his gaze to the captain and the chief engineer. Both of them were wearing thick and rough work clothes. The captain was orange and the chief engineer was white.

The captain is short and the engineer is tall.

The captain took out the key and walked towards the bedroom.

The captain followed him forward. His steps were too big. He was walking behind him and surpassed the captain in less than two steps and almost hit the captain's back.

"How many guests come in and sit?" The captain opened the door and invited the remaining five people.

Qiu Sheng asked Yi Qingqian in a low voice: "Do you know me?"

He was talking about the old man.

"He is a manager of Ling Xiao Security, and he has only seen each other." A trace of disgust flashed across Yi Qingqian's face, which did not escape Qiu Sheng's eyes.

"That is, don't you have to stay?" Qiu Sheng said.

"Hahaha," the old man laughed, "It's normal for you young people to be unwilling to accompany the old man. Go and do your business!"

Qiu Sheng and Yi Qingqian clearly lowered their voices, but the old man still heard them.

Qiu Sheng showed shame at the right time, like a young man who was unwilling to waste time with his lover.

"Goodbye next time, Manager Yuan." Yi Qingqian said goodbye to the old man.

"Say hello to President Bai on my behalf." The old man said.

After leaving the crew area, it was already meal time, the three of them walked directly to the restaurant.

There are three restaurants on board, and they go to one of the middle gear, which offers a self-service buffet for guests in luxury cabins.

Taking advantage of Wucao's time to get food, Yi Qingqian asked Qiu Sheng: "What did you find?"

The captain invited them to stay, obviously to talk about what happened in detail, but Qiu Sheng was in a hurry to leave, which was unreasonable.

"It's okay if Manager Yuan dies, right?" Qiu Sheng looked at Wu Cao's figure. The ship is not safe now.

Yi Qingqian looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"

"Who probably pretended to be the leader of that engine? Maybe he could become a supernatural person who looked like someone else?"

"How do you know?"

"His movements were very inconsistent, like a person with thin arms and legs suddenly changed into long arms and long legs. He almost hit the captain when he walked."

"I thought he was nervous." Yi Qingqian smiled bitterly at his carelessness, "Ling Xiao Security and Samsung will be old enemies, and that engineer is probably the killer of Samsung."

"Will the transformed superpowers reveal K factor?" Qiu Sheng asked curiously.

Even the Dongshan Martial Arts Hall has Shi Ying, and he doesn't believe that Manager Yuan does not have the props to detect K factor.

There is only one possibility. The engineer did not reveal the K factor, so Manager Yuan did not notice that the superpowered person was approaching him.

"It depends on your own ability, and if controlled well, it will not cause a large amount of K factor leakage."

Qiu Sheng recorded the information and continued to ask: "What organization will Samsung be? Where is Lingxiao Security?"

"Lingxiao Security is mainly responsible for the security work in District 13. Samsung Association is an organization in District 13. It has always opposed Lingxiao Security's control over District 13 and often assassinates Lingxiao Security."

"Zodiac 13? Is the Wanderer Area you mentioned before?"

Qiu Sheng knocked on the table, but he didn't expect that just a little gossip, he actually got his goal.

"That's right." Yi Qingqian sighed, "The Thirteenth District, the Capital of Chaos, an area originally composed of smugglers."

Qiu Sheng was about to continue asking, but saw Wucao coming back.

The girl held a big plate and happily placed it in her position, ready to enjoy it.

Seeing that Qiu Sheng and Yi Qingqian were empty, she asked in surprise: "Don't you go and get food?"

Qiu Sheng picked up her plate and put it in front of him: "I'm ready."

"This is mine!"

Wucao tried to grab his plate back, but was strongly suppressed by Qiu Sheng.

The girl is wronged and goes to get it.

Qiu Sheng put the plate in the middle and chatted with Yi Qingqian while eating.

He sorted out the current situation in District 13.

Wucao came back soon, and she took two discs and one disc for Yi Qingqian.

"A Sheng is like a child." She was no longer angry and accused Qiu Sheng of his evil deeds with Yi Qingqian.

After lunch, Qiusheng rejected Wucao's plan to go to the entertainment room and took her back to the room.

Yi Qingqian went out and when she came back, her face was solemn.

She nodded to Qiu Sheng.

Manager Yuan is indeed dead.

They lived in two bedrooms and one living room, and Qiu Sheng asked Wucao to go to the room to play.

"How many died?" he asked.

"Two, the captain is fine, he just fainted." Yi Qingqian said.

"This Samsung will be quite decent."

"They...really are revolutionary organizations."

"I see."

Qiu Sheng nodded.

The area of ​​Fuguang Island is enough to compare with the small countries before the catastrophe. Because of its vast territory, several areas have been divided into convenient management.

District 13 is one of them, which was originally composed of smugglers.

In the war-torn era a hundred years ago, the peaceful and prosperous Fuguang Island was a place that everyone yearned for. Fuguang Island was in a state of blockade, so a large number of smugglers appeared.

There are too many smugglers, and Fuguang Island has to take measures.

Fuguang Island chose to keep them in captivity, and specially set up a place, built a wall for them to live in, and distributed the most basic materials.

The entire area is like a large prison, and it is extremely chaotic, with no guards at all.

Until some companies took a fancy to these manpower and began to build factories here and carry out necessary management.

Almost at the same time as those factories, many gray and black industries fell in love with the chaos here and migrated over.

Due to the efforts of these industries and companies, Fuguang Island demolished the walls, and this area finally had a formal name called District 13.
To be continued...