Three years ago.
A cargo ship from Country E encountered a cruise ship while sailing in the Pacific Ocean. The ship looked like a new one, the captain of the cargo ship thought it was just a cruise ship passing by. However, when the ship blocked their route, they had to take care of it.
The captain kept sending signals to the ship on the opposite side, asking it to give way. However, there was no response. In order to avoid a head-on collision, the cargo ship had no choice but to reduce the speed as much as possible and make a very dangerous sharp turn. When turning, the tail of the cargo ship and the side of the cruise ship had a slight scrape. Although it did not cause much damage to the ship, the rope tied to the cargo was cut, and dozens of boxes of cargo fell into the sea.
This matter naturally could not be resolved peacefully. No matter how you think about it, the cruise ship is fully responsible. The captain stopped the ship directly and cursed with a loud speaker. After cursing for a full ten minutes, he realized that something was wrong with the ship.
The ship was not sailing, but was swaying on the sea surface, being hit by the waves. The ship was completely silent. The captain of the cargo ship greeted their ancestors, but no one spoke.
A sailor took a telescope and took a look. He screamed and fell on the deck.
The captain spat 'waste', grabbed the telescope and looked at the ship, then he broke out in a cold sweat.
Through the glass of the passenger ship, he saw the mottled blood on the walls of the cabin and the piles of bones leaning against the walls.
This is a ghost ship.
That night, the news that the Daughter of the Sea, which disappeared seven years ago, appeared in major newspapers and became famous all over the world. Everyone was asking about the news of the missing people and the attitude of their families. But more attention was paid to what happened to the ship. How did the people on the ship die, and whether there were any survivors.
However, no matter how the reports were followed, the last question remained unanswered. The people related to the ship were basically dignitaries, and once asked about the things on the ship, everyone kept silent.
The diary in the captain's room was found, the conclusion was that the ship's automatic navigation system had a directional deviation during navigation, and came to a sea area full of fog and chaotic magnetic field all year round. The people on the ship killed each other for survival.
There were many public figures such as politicians, businessmen, philanthropists and actors on the ship. No matter what they were like in private, at least their image to the outside world must not be tainted. Choosing to kill for survival or even... How can they say it out loud.
Once this kind of news breaks out, even their family members or friends will be questioned.
Only one piece of news [The Daughter of the Sea will be sold to Sir Philip for private ownership] ended the matter.
Sir Philip's mansion.
"You are really crazy, buying a ship. What's the point of buying it? There are dead people on it, you know ma, they are all cannibals..." As if she felt that saying this sentence would lower her status, the lady in exquisite and gorgeous clothes covered her mouth with a fan.
"That's a good business to make money. We found a new life on it... Anyway, don't worry about it." Sir Philip said, "I heard that you asked MacPhail to go abroad?"
The lady said with disgust: "He wanted to go by himself, not me. There is something wrong with that child. Do you know what he did ma? He..."
"Done." Sir Philip interrupted her, "I didn't think about the child. But he is very smart and can be used. I didn't say anything about you and William back then."
"William and I happened ten years ago!" The lady threw the fan in anger, "I haven't contacted him in the past few years, and I haven't given birth to a child for him. That little William has nothing to do with me. You..."
"William is dead."
The lady was stunned, and asked after a long while: "What?"
Sir Philip: "He was a violinist on that ship."
The lady was stunned for a long time, then slowly said: "I'm tired, I'll go back to the room first."
Sir Philip watched the people leave and swallowed back the words 'Actually I know the whereabouts of little William.' He knew his wife didn't want to recall it, even though the child had a hard time in the past few years. Recently, because he owed money to others, he was sent to prison No. 13 to work for others to pay off the debt.
Prison No. 13, Agatha was transferred there to work, let Bligh contact it, if everything goes well, this unusual deal can start.
After the first deal is successful, he can consider adding William's name to the list of casual prison guards next time.
He didn't hate William. He and his wife are originally the appearance of unity, but divided at heart. Marriage is for profit, and finding a lover is for the comfort of love. This is tacitly agreed by both parties, and no one interferes with each other. Having an illegitimate child and publicly announcing and taking revenge on the lover are things that shouldn't happen in this loveless marriage agreement. He and his wife quietly crossed the line. Because of the quarrel between the couple, William abandoned his child and ran away, Maisha went crazy and was hospitalized. Instead, the two lovers were more like victims.
In a remote alley in country D.
A thin young man was wandering on a street with few people. His eyes scanned everyone's faces. Finally, he saw a man and walked up to him, hooked his neck and said kindly: "Hey, old friend, long time no see, how are you recently ma?"
The man looked at the other person with a confused face, and felt something against his waist. He looked down, saw a small and exquisite gun.
"I just want to borrow some money." The young man lowered his voice and said, "Nothing else. The place over there is remote. Let's go there and have a good chat?"
The man's hand holding the bag was shaking slightly, he said, "I didn't bring much."
"It's okay, just enough for me to eat." The young man smiled, "I've been hungry for two days, please have pity on me ba." Then he pulled the man into the alley.
The man walked in front and the young man stood behind. Before the man turned around, the young man smiled and fired.
The silencer didn't make much sound, the man fell to the ground with a bang.
The young man went forward and searched without hesitation, took out an ID card and a wallet: "Isn't this a lot of money ma? You lied to me that you have no money. It's too much a, deceiving such a poor boy like me. Huh? What is this?"
The young man took out a piece of paper and opened it: "No. 13 Prison Recruitment? Need prison guards? Wow, such a high salary!! Really ma? Not a joke ba. Oh my, I can buy a house in a few years. Job requirements... no vacations throughout the year, far from home? No educational requirements? Just a clean identity?"
The young man hesitated for a long time and made up his mind: "I just wanted to make some money, but didn't expect to have an unexpected surprise a. Being a prison guard is not bad, so go for it ba."
The young man took a look at the gun in his hand, wiped it clean and threw it on the spot. After arranging it according to his usual habits, he quietly left here. Although the last ticket was finished in a sloppy manner, it doesn't matter. After he leaves here, everything that happens here will have nothing to do with him.
A few minutes later, a drunk man with a slightly red cheek passed by here. Yesterday, he used this face to cheat a small amount of money. Today, he happily took the money to go out for a party and came back. He accidentally kicked something and picked it up curiously.
"Gun?" He tilted his head, "It looks pretty cool, no one wants it? I can make a lot of money if I sell it to a black shop a." He put it in his pocket with a smile. Then he saw someone lying on the ground in front.
"Hey? Are you asleep?" He walked up and said with bad intentions, "Do you have money on you ma? Let me feel it..."
"Don't move, raise your hands! Just you, raise your hands."
He looked up in confusion, looked at the black gun, and raised his hand.
"Very good, what's your name?"
"Si-Simone." He sobered up a little.
"Come with me to the police station."
Simone: Huh? Did the fool who was cheated of money yesterday call the police so quickly ma? ?
Three days later.
Li stood at the bow, his bangs blown by the sea breeze constantly hitting his forehead. He turned his head and asked the people around him with a smile: "Is Prison No. 13 far away ma?"
"Very far."
"How far is it a?"
"On the high seas, in the Pacific Ocean."
Li: ...
The smile gradually disappeared.
Hey, the flyer didn't mention this a!
Now that he says he doesn't want to be a prison guard, is it too late to go back ma? ? ?
In a single villa in country D.
A handsome man sat on a soft leather chair, holding a mobile phone, chatting with a number without a name.
M: Good job, you have perfectly executed the plan I gave you, do you want to continue ma?
36: Continue, I want revenge. There is still a bastard who is not dead, I want to kill him.
M: Give me the information.
36: OK.
A densely packed piece of information was uploaded, the man clicked it and took a look, then closed his eyes and rested, after a while, he edited a message and replied.
M: Request?
36: I want him to have the most painful death.
M: The more methods you use, the more traces you have. You are likely to be caught this time.
36: It doesn't matter. It's good that he dies. Even if I go to Prison No. 13 ne, I'm not afraid.
M: Prison No. 13?
36: That's right. Don't you know ma?
M: Heard about it for the first time. No one has ever mentioned it to me, haven't seen any news on the Internet.
36: The new prison that was recently established, ha, it's called a prison, but it's actually hell. It's located on the high seas and is not affiliated with any country. All the prisoners who receive it are prisoners who think euthanasia is forgiven. For example, serial killers like me.
M: It's interesting.
36: Interesting? Not at all. No one who goes there can come back alive.
M: How did you know about this prison?
36: A former cellmate of mine knew about it. He said that a prisoner he knew was transferred away, and the person who took him away had the name of Prison No. 13 on the uniform. Later, several more people were transferred away one after another. They were all the kind of serious criminals who would not be pitied no matter how they died.
M: Oh. I see.
36: Maybe I will go to that prison too. No, I will definitely go ba. Just go, as long as I can get revenge. It's a pity that you have helped me so much, but I can't give you anything. In fact, I have a little money, I can give it to you.
M: I don't need money.
36: What do you need?
M: A little fun.
Looking at the conversation that has not been replied for a long time, McPhail closed the chat room, closed his eyes and rested, the corners of his mouth slowly raised to reveal a smile.
He did all this because this world is too boring.
Prison No. 13, it sounds very interesting.
He also wants to go.
The author has something to say:
Li: Just wanted to escape the pursuit, ran a little too far.
Simone: I was wronged, I just wanted to cheat some money, I didn't kill anyone.
(Little) William: So I was 'sold' there like this.
McPhail: (joyfully) No. 13, here I come~~~~