Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

"There are two captains of YAMAL. One is standing on the platform, and the other is hiding somewhere on the YAMAL."

Mance stood on the podium in the war conference room, holding a tactical baton. A European face appeared on the screen behind him, with beards on both sides of his cheeks, wearing a captain's hat, and he looked to be in his forties. , has a pair of tortoiseshell eyes and a tall nose.

"Sasha Rybalko, his real name is Alexander Rybalko, he was a major in the Alpha special forces of the Russian Federal Security Service. Although he was apparently the captain of the YAMAL, he didn't know how to sail a ship at all. Shooting and hand-to-hand combat are his strengths, and he is proficient in the use of almost all military equipment."

"Fifteen years ago, he was hired to be the captain of the YAMAL. The person who hired him was the person we were really looking for - Vincent von Ludwig. Vincent was a German-Argentinian. Although his name has never appeared on the Forbes rich list, he is actually one of the richest people in Argentina. No one knows where he earned his money. We only found out that he made money to Russia in 1995. The authorities rented the YAMAL for use as an Arctic sightseeing ship."

Fingel, who was sitting in the audience, asked: "Is there no photo of that guy?"

"No." Mance shook his head: "Vincent protected himself very well. Almost everyone in the world who knows about his existence is on that ship, and very few outsiders can see him."

Mance tapped the screen with his baton, and the photo of the middle-aged man disappeared, turning into a magnificent hall with white marble covering the floor and walls, and golden lamps illuminating countless gaming tables in the hall.

"What a luxurious casino." Thelma sighed.

"This casino is set up in the bottom cabin of the YAMAL." Mance put his hands behind his back, "We found someone who met Vincent at the fish market in Greenland. His name is Kennedy Vick, who used to be the largest local casino. The owner of a herring canning factory, which brings him more than $1 million in revenue every year, but when we found him, he was wearing rags and begging in the fish market."

"Because of gambling?" Thelma asked.

"He is an old gambler." Mansley said calmly with the captain's hat on his head: "On December 20, 2006, Kennedy took 4 million US dollars on the YAMAL. After five days, in this gambling room, He won another $1.5 million, and later Alexander Rybalko approached him and told him he had a ticket to bet against the ship's true owner.

He felt that he was lucky, so he agreed to bet with Vincent. According to him, he was taken to an elevator hidden behind a heavy metal door, which led directly to the 11th floor of YAMAL.

This floor was the top of the ship, where he saw Vincent, a man who looked like a mummy, but he was surrounded by blond Russian beauties, who were wearing revealing clothes. clothes, sitting on Vincent's lap, the white thighs make the mouth go dry. "

Fingel said with a smile: "Maybe even men can't stand this kind of temptation."

Mance glanced at Fingel and continued: "Kennedy was betting against Vincent in this room. Their bet was completely public. Visitors to the lower-level gambling room could see the details of the game and the details of both parties on the big screen in the center. Betting, this gambling method can avoid the possibility of Vincent cheating. Kendini said that Vincent’s room has monitoring of every part of the YAMAL except the guest’s bedroom and toilet, and he can clearly see the inside of the casino. The faces of tourists.”

"Vincent and Kendini were playing blackjack, a poker game in which one chip is worth 100,000. Both sides had a win or loss at first. Kendini had the slight advantage. In just one hour, he won $1 million. , which almost made him go to his head, and then Vincent introduced 60 chips, a gamble of 6 million, Kendini kept up with the bet, but he lost this round, plus the money he won, His total assets were 6.5 million, which shrank to 500,000 in a few minutes."

"Reason told Kendini to stop. If he went back like this, he could still leave half a million to go home. He could continue to be a factory owner, but Vincent gave him a chance and said that he could use his herring canning factory to mortgage 1,000 Ten thousand dollars, and in the next round, they bet 10 million dollars, and Kennedy knew this was an offer he couldn't refuse, because his factory would never be worth 10 million dollars."

"So he lost in the end and lost everything?" Fingel rubbed his hands.

Mance nodded and said: "He even lost his last 500,000, and he even borrowed a huge sum of money from Vincent. After the YAMAL returned, he declared bankruptcy and turned from a rich man to a tramp with debts. .”

"That guy is really cruel. He must destroy people's families and destroy them?" Fingel smacked his lips.

"This is because Vincent's own financial situation is not optimistic."

Mance clicked on the screen, and a columnar statistical table was displayed. The upper part was expenditure, the lower part was income, and the year was marked under each column.

"YAMAL's income and expenditure statement from 1995 to 2009. Vincent has to pay huge rents to the Russian authorities every year, pay wages to the crew, and perform regular maintenance on the YAMAL. His unexplained wealth lies in this Dryed up under big overhead.

Since 2002, he has been losing money every year. Every time he sails, the biggest gambler in the casino can meet him. He uses the gambling money he wins to maintain his financial situation, but even so, he expects It declared bankruptcy in 2011. "

Selma speculated: "He could have used the money to enjoy his retirement."

"He is about to die of old age. For a person with little life left, no amount of money is meaningful." Mans said: "He must be convinced that there is something in the Arctic Circle, so he rented the YAMAL. Five years of nonstop cruising in the Arctic Ocean.”

"Maybe he knows the news about 'Odin'." Fingel was eager to give it a try.

"Our mission is very simple, find a way to find Vincent, and then figure out what he is going to do." Mance gave the order: "The YAMAL once served in the army and is a 10,000-ton warship, so we must try to avoid naval battles as much as possible. Let’s resolve this matter without making a fuss.”

"Wouldn't it be better to use money? Didn't it mean that as long as you have money, you can meet Vincent?" Fingel rubbed his right index finger and thumb.

"This is indeed a good idea, but unfortunately, we did not bring enough cash when we set sail." Mans said: "Because the commissioner of the execution department found Kendini in the fish market two days ago and asked about According to the rules on the YAMAL, we had already sailed into the Arctic Circle by that time. Now it is too late to turn around and go back to get cash, so we can only use other methods."

"Maybe we can find a way to sneak into the 11th floor. Didn't the Russian authorities send us the hull structure diagram of the YAMAL?" Thelma rubbed her chin in thought.

"But that's a fifteen-year-old hull structure diagram. Vincent has already transformed the YAMAL beyond recognition, so we can only adapt accordingly."

Mance took off his captain's hat.

"Remember our identity, a scientific research ship came to investigate the abnormal aurora phenomenon. You are all scientific researchers, and I was lucky enough to ride on the YAMAL in 2002, so I decided to visit it with my students during the break. This icebreaker has memories for me.”

"Sometimes it's not bad to have a little role-playing." Fingel licked his dry lips.

"Go and change clothes. If we want to get on the ship, we will definitely go through the security check. The only weapons you can carry with you are probably a knife or a crowbar.

Remember, although completing the mission is important, life safety is the first priority. When necessary, I will send a signal to let the Monyach carry out bombardment. According to Eva's analysis, the probability of us winning the naval battle is 98.213%. We will never be afraid of head-on confrontation. "

"clear."

"yes."

The elites in Kassel had solemn expressions and dispersed one after another, going to their own lounges to change clothes.

Under the pale sunshine, the red ship and the blue-black ship stood among the ice floes.

The peak of daylight in May has not yet reached its peak, so the sky is not completely filled with sunlight. It is like the dim light at dawn, and the shadow of the moon can still be seen.

In the North Pole, the moon can be seen for about half of the year. It does not set for 24 hours. You can clearly see that the sun and moon are in the same sky.

Zero raised his head and glanced at the moon, wondering if those parts with different light and darkness were craters on the moon's surface that were smashed out by meteorites.

She was walking on the deck of the big red ship, and there was talk in front of her.

"In fact, same-sex love often occurs among penguins. During my scientific research in Antarctica, I met a pair of emperor penguins who were both female. They slept and ate together.

I named them Tina and Henna. Tina is larger and will be responsible for hunting Henna's food as well. Henna will use its mouth to comb the feathers on Tina's belly when resting. They have The food-giving phenomenon involves competing to give food to the other party first. This is a very rare behavior in the animal world. "

"This is true love, Professor Mance, but it's a pity that I have never had the chance to see penguins. Why don't these cute creatures live in the Arctic?"

The middle-aged Russian captain drank vodka. Professor Mance wore gold-rimmed glasses and a thick white cotton coat. He was walking beside him, followed by a group of students holding research notebooks and pens. Zero was also in this group. Among "students". ,

The elites of Kassel successfully infiltrated the YAMAL. Sasha Rybalko was a warm and hospitable man. An hour ago, he sang Russian folk songs on the radio channel. Fingel sang duet with him. The two people who had never met seemed to They had a similar temperament and had a lively chat on the radio channel. After 15 minutes of bragging and farting, Fingel and he established this friendly meeting.

There were some scattered tourists taking photos on the deck, which seemed a bit deserted, but after this group of people arrived, the atmosphere immediately became lively.

"The job of voyage is really not for human beings. It is tedious and boring. Except for the first few days, in the rest of the days, I would feel like vomiting as soon as I saw the sea. In my more than ten years of life, I no longer know how to see the sea. There are so many crew members with mental problems, and only first-time tourists would find this scenery interesting, don’t you think so, Professor Mance?"

Captain Sasha took another sip of vodka. The strong liquor entered his mouth and flowed through his mouth, esophagus and intestines, causing a burning sensation. Someone has done analysis and found that when a drop of strong liquor flows through his esophagus, it will leave an obvious white mark, like It was roasted by fire, so someone would get a perforated stomach while drinking.

Don’t underestimate spirits. Millions of people die every year due to drinking, and more than 90% of them are men. But for a Russian man, without alcohol, there is no meaning in life.

What's more, this is the cold Arctic, and wine can warm up the body, so Captain Sasha takes a sip of wine every few steps.

"When you were doing scientific research in Antarctica, you were accompanied by lovely emperor penguins. Like us, we could only sing love songs to the icebergs. We were isolated from the world and couldn't see our kind for three or four months. How can we be in such a desolate place?" I’m so lucky to meet you all here. I remember one winter cruise one year. I sang on the radio channel every day, but no one responded to me for 100 days. It was really lonely.”

"Then why does Captain Sasha insist on this job?" Professor Mance pushed up the frame of his glasses.

"For what else?" Captain Sasha said helplessly: "I have an unlucky ex-wife. After she divorced me, she had a car accident and became a vegetative state. The hospital is like a black hole swallowing money. If I don't provide The doctors and nurses are going to kick her out for the money she needs to be hospitalized. Is there anything else I can do?"

"Ex-wife?" Mance recalled the resume of the man whose pseudonym was Sasha, whose real name was Alexander. Cassel had already revealed his life clearly. The information mentioned that he would give money every time he returned. Make a payment to a medical insurance account to pay for a woman who is hospitalized.

He didn't seem to be lying. It was really surprising that a man who had served as a special forces soldier was still a big lover.

"I have liked many women in my life. Which port does a boatman go to without having fun? It's so lonely on the boat." Captain Sasha sighed: "But that's the only one who ever planned to have a child with me. Woman, I don’t even know how much money I have spent on Natasha over the years, but since I have persisted until now, there is no reason to give up.”

"If I were Natasha, I would be moved to tears." Fingel jumped out of the crowd.

Captain Sasha recognized the accent. Isn't this the man who was singing with him on the radio just now?

If you confirm with your eyes, you are the right person.

"Speaking of which, it's time to eat. Although you can't tell the difference between day and night in the Arctic, you can always tell when you're hungry. Our restaurant is a self-service restaurant. Let's go have a meal together. Our boat I am a good chef, which is one of the reasons why I have been able to stick to this job.”

"I'm more interested in wine than eating." Fingel winked.

"Are you used to vodka?" Captain Sasha raised the bottle.

"You'll have to try it to find out."

Fingel smiled, and Captain Sasha also smiled at each other. The two of them got together and set off towards the restaurant.