Chapter 250: with translation of chapter title: 250

250 "Mutual understanding without words."

"So we appointed the deputy captain; his passenger ship at that time encountered pirates, who killed everyone on board, and he perished together with them."

Tushan Jiu nodded, "Mm, there were also people they had bribed among the crew; the distress signal was blocked, and when preparing to escape they even violently destroyed professional recording equipment like the black box, which is why the truth of this accident has never been uncovered to this day."

"Why a freighter, then?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"Because the pirates responsible for the rendezvous at that time were using a freighter with no markings, modified."

Everyone suddenly understood why Qifeng Yuan only attacked freighters without flags.

This incident happened years ago; he had been drifting at sea, long since losing his reason and humanity, retaining only the memory of that freighter and his soldier's instinct.

Wang Dongqing asked, "Why would the pirates board his passenger ship then?"

Tushan Jiu sighed, "It was fate. Originally, the CEO of a biotech conglomerate was supposed to be on that passenger ship, and that's whom the pirates wanted, but the CEO changed his itinerary and ended up taking his own yacht out."

So those pirates, to avoid alerting anyone, staged this accident, leaving no survivors.

And Qifeng Yuan, in the struggle with them, single-handedly seized their gun and killed more than half of the pirates.

But in the end he couldn't overcome the pirates' bomb meant to destroy evidence.

The person in charge of the rendezvous, seeing him go to the bridge, wanted to use his last strength to steer the ship into ramming them, so he disregarded his own comrades still aboard and directly detonated the bomb.

But the pirates' own ship, being too close, was also hit by all the shrapnel from the explosion; they didn't notice, merely trying to flee as fast as possible, but soon after setting out it too sank in the deep sea.

However, the last thing Qifeng Yuan saw before his death was the pirates' ship escaping; therefore he couldn't let them get away—he had to pursue them!

After hearing Tushan Jiu's account, those few soldiers' fists clenched with a creaking sound.

Qifeng Yuan had retired due to injury; on the day he left, he comforted them, saying he could now relax and keep his wife and daughter company, adding that his daughter's cooking was delicious, and invited them to visit her restaurant when they were off duty, treating them.

Their mission's nature meant that once they went to sea, it could be a long time; sometimes missions would stack up, requiring them to stay at sea for a year and a half.

When they next received news, it was the news of his accident.

Because the passenger ship that met with disaster sank to the seabed, the seabed terrain in that area is treacherous, making salvage extremely difficult; relevant authorities attempted salvage many times without success, finally having to reluctantly give up.

To this day, his ashes' tomb contains only a uniform he used to wear often.

And nobody knew that he had once single-handedly faced over a dozen pirates, and even at the end he still thought of perishing together with them, simply because he couldn't let the tiger return to the mountain to let them continue their evil.

In their minds, that honest smile involuntarily surfaced, and several people instantly reddened at the eyes.

For the four of Tushan Jiu, accustomed to worldly partings and deaths, they said nothing more; all they could do was bring Qifeng Yuan's soul home, letting him return to his roots.

Even the little talkative wooden doll spirit, after Tushan Jiu spoke, had not uttered a word, listening attentively.

Because Xiang Yichu had taught it the nation's developmental history.

It knows these people; they are silently guarding the myriad lights on shore.

The return route is always brief.

Because people's hearts are eager when returning home.

The four went ashore, and instead of heading straight back to the office, they went to the port.

This matter is one the higher-ups are concerned about, so they must bring the soul back to turn it over.

But after turning it over, it would mean Qifeng Yuan would be given a funeral rite and then sent to the underworld.

But after Tushan Jiu and the three of them finished speaking, his relatives were still at the port, and without waiting for her to continue, Wang Dongqing and the others all asked in unison, "Where is the port?"

At that moment, only one sentence popped into Tushan Jiu's mind.

This is truly a teammate you can trust without reservation; their front is always united.

The four, without another word, once again violated that so-called rule, striving alone to give the hero a chance to go home.

As for time, they could only say they'd drag it out as long as possible.

After getting in the car, Tushan Jiu contacted Lu Ze Yuan to obtain Qifeng Yiyi's phone number, informing her to contact her mother so that mother and daughter could wait at the port.

When Qifeng Yiyi received Tushan Jiu's call, she still had a moment of doubt.

But when she heard her deceased father's name, she went blank instantly; still, Tushan Jiu urged her, saying there wasn't much time, telling her to quickly notify her mother in the city, whereupon she reacted.

Qifeng Yiyi chose to trust Tushan Jiu.

Simply because she had met Tushan Jiu, she felt she wasn't the type to joke about such a matter.

Tushan Jiu and the others also didn't waste time; Wang Dongqing drove, while Xiang Yichu, Maomao, and Tushan Jiu three of them performed a dispelling ritual for Qifeng Yuan.

After so many years, his resentment had long worn away his humanity, leaving only endless obsession.

This is entirely different from a funeral rite; moreover, awakening his humanity consumes a great deal of cultivation.

But with the three of them working together, this matter wasn't so troublesome.

Upon arriving at the place, Qifeng Yuan was basically no different from a ghost who had just died; he remembered everything, and repeatedly thanked Tushan Jiu and the others for bringing him home and allowing him to see his family one last time.

The location was still that harbor restaurant; the sea breeze made the wind chimes tinkle, rhinoceros-horn incense was lit, and Qifeng Yuan returned home to reunite with his family.

Tushan Jiu and the others did not disturb them, all drinking on the first floor the juice Qifeng Yiyi had prepared in advance for them.

The four people's phones were neatly lined up on the round table.

I had thought they would ring nonstop.

After all, the ships were docked ashore, the news of the mission's end had already reached the office; even if they didn't go back, they would soon find out, and without thinking one knows where they went.

But from when they got in the car until now, with the juice almost finished, the phone hasn't rung once.

Not even an inquiry message has come in, as if nobody knew their mission had ended.

Tushan Jiu initially hadn't planned to calculate, because she had already prepared: when she arrived here, she had lent Qifeng Yiyi a knife; the Qifeng family's karma she participated in, so if the office asked anything, she had a retort for them, and neither humans nor spirits could do anything to her.

This matter was originally her proposal; although everyone supported her, she still had to bear it herself.

But later Wang Dongqing wanted to know the reason, so he had Tushan Jiu calculate it.

Wang Dongqing saw her finger stop moving and hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

Tushan Jiu curled her lips in a smile, looked toward the distant lighthouse, and happily uttered four words.

"Mutual understanding without words."

Upon hearing that, the three people and the puppet all smiled.

Puppet spirit: "Phew~ All right, I've rebooted. Xiang Bing Shan, quickly put me under the sun to dry for a bit—I just got soaked; if I don't dry, I'll sprout!"

Xiang Yichu and the four others: "......"