Night’s Nomenclature

This was Qingchen's first trip to a foreign country, so he was inevitably a little uneasy.

I’m worried about whether I can get used to the food in Amsterdam.

I worry about whether my English that I think is fluent will sound lame to foreigners.

Worrying about whether I would be successful in applying for a job on a crab fishing boat.

Worrying about whether you would actually hit a challenging enough wave.

A huge wave of 30 meters is already the power of nature, something you can encounter but cannot seek.

Qingchen sat on the soft seat in the first class cabin. When the plane entered the stratosphere, he closed his eyes and recalled the information Yan Chunmi gave him.

Information about luck.

After Yan Chunmi made a big fuss in the "Fanhua" community, he pulled out all the hidden piles in a bloody way.

This third-tier female star immediately calmed down and continued filming, working, and auditioning step by step...

Like a real actor.

This was really disgusting. Fortunately, he had to rent another house for the security personnel to live in.

However, it was this act of renting that allowed several other Harriers under Qingchen to find the opportunity to investigate the security forces around him.

There are 24 permanent security personnel, working in three shifts in groups of eight, to monitor the movements in Fanhua Community around the clock.

But this is not the focus of Qingchen, the focus is on the living habits of Qingxi.

He compiled all the details related to Lucky in his mind, and found that the other party never wore rings, watches, or necklaces.

It can be said that there is not a single decoration on the body.

In addition, I am glad that I can change my clothes every day, even if I don’t wear the same clothes for a month.

On weekdays, I don’t have any extra belongings except clothes.

In other words, I was glad that I didn't carry that forbidden object with me, and I didn't know where it was hidden.

Of course, there are also taboo items like 'conquering people with virtue' that can be stored in the body without leaving any trace.

But in fact, "conquering people with virtue" is not a taboo in the strict sense. It is a gift left to Yi by Yang Xiaojin, a woman who is not dead yet.

Strictly speaking, only regular items separated by dead extraordinary people are considered taboo items.

Among the known taboo objects, there is no one that can be put into the body as well as 'Convince people with virtue'.

Then, Qingchen boldly hypothesized that the taboo items that should be lucky cannot be taken into the body.

Then, there are taboo items in the form of tattoos, such as devil stamps.

But fortunately, he likes swimming very much, and a lot of evidence shows that the other party does not have any tattoos on his body.

Unless... that taboo item is tattooed on Ji Ging's butt.

Qingchen thinks this is unlikely. Forbidden objects are actually active and dignified, and they won't just sit around and sit on other people's butts.

So now that we have ruled out the possibility of carrying forbidden items with us, where will the other party hide the forbidden items?

Qingchen closed his eyes and frowned. During the five days when Yan Chunmi monitored him, he was thankful that in addition to going home and going to the Third Intelligence Office, he also visited a total of 37 public places, but none of the 37 places were the same.

If it is a place where forbidden objects are hidden, then luckily you should go there frequently.

Are you lucky that you hid the forbidden object in the third intelligence office? No, if he did this, he would have been acquired by Qingwen and other shadow candidates.

Hiding at home? No, it was in the afternoon when Qingyi went to Intelligence Division 3 to arrest people, while Qingchen's fate was arranged in the evening.

Qingchen specially asked Yan Chunmi to investigate the whereabouts of Xiangxi that day. After Qingyi went to arrest people, Xiangxi left Intelligence Division 3 but did not go home.

Qingchen's thinking was getting faster and faster. He kept summarizing the rules of luck, but found that this guy really had no rules at all.

etc.

There is a pattern.

Qingchen suddenly felt as if he was under the lamp, and the other party did have two obvious patterns.

The first rule is, be thankful that you will definitely pick up money when you go out.

The second rule is that the other person goes out every day.

No matter it’s sunny or rainy, I’m lucky that there are about 340 days out of 365 days a year when I can go out to play, hang out, and go to appointments.

It's as if... the other person goes out just to pick up money. If he doesn't go out for a day, he will lose something.

Qingchen opened his eyes, and he felt that he had a guess. Perhaps the clues about luck were hidden in the money.

Although he didn't know how the other party did it, Qingchen had vaguely noticed that the fact that the other party went out to pick up money every day had something to do with hiding forbidden objects.

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At midnight, the first-class passengers beside Qingchen had already adjusted their seats to lie flat, covered themselves with blankets and fell asleep, or were lying on their seats watching movies.

Qingchen was still simulating surfing in his mind over and over again.

He must force himself to keep training, because he has to face too many uncertainties at sea. The huge waves swept by strong winds may not only be 30 meters, but may even be 40 meters or 45 meters.

If Qingchen makes the slightest mistake, he will be completely buried under the sea.

At this time, a stewardess saw Qingchen still sitting in the seat. She thought it was his first time riding in such a flat-lying cabin, so she walked over to remind him.

After all, most domestic flights, even in business class, can only adjust the backrest slightly, so it is normal for some people not to know.

However, the moment the flight attendant approached, she actually saw the young man in the dim cabin suddenly opening his eyes and looking at her brightly.

She didn't know why, but she always felt as if her heartbeat had stopped for a beat, and she felt scared for a moment.

As she got closer, she saw that the boy was still holding a deck of playing cards, cutting and shuffling the cards in the opponent's hand.

The flight attendant seemed to be attracted by this scene, and her mind went blank for a moment.

The murderous intention in a person is very mysterious.

When most people kill a chicken, the chicken will keep struggling.

However, when the butcher at the farmer's market slaughters chickens, he only needs to reach into the cage, and all the chickens will calm down and be slaughtered.

Dogs in the village will bark wildly when they meet strangers, but when they meet those dog thieves who kill dogs every day, they will be subdued.

Like a suppression in his blood, he was dumbfounded.

This kind of thing is invisible, but it seems to really exist.

And what the flight attendant felt at that moment seemed to be this kind of thing.

Qingchen laughed: "Is something wrong?"

The flight attendant was stunned for a moment. She felt that the moment the other person laughed, her original fear disappeared.

Just like the snow on the eaves, it will melt when the sun comes out.

The stewardess thought for a moment and said, "Sir, you can adjust your seat by pressing the button on the left. There are still 9 hours until you arrive in Istanbul. You can have a good sleep."

Qingchen smiled and said, "Okay, thank you."

After saying that, he actually still sat upright with his eyes closed to relax.

When boarding the plane this time, Qingchen noticed that at least 7 people in the queue had looked at him more than five times, and one young man even looked at him 17 times.

It's not that Qingchen is too sensitive, but he has to be more cautious when going out.

He was very sure that Kyushu and Kunlun had the ability to know his flight information in advance, and even Jindai and Kashima might be paying close attention to him.

Someone must be following him on this flight.

Therefore, Qingchen must keep himself ready to face battle at any time.

Not showing any flaws is what he wants to do.

This time he went out with only a mobile phone, a wallet, and a deck of playing cards in his pocket.

It is difficult for others to carry weapons into and out of the country. After all, security checks around the world have been extremely strict since the 9/11 incident.

However, at this time, the advantage of the Akiba Knife was revealed. A pair of ordinary playing cards could become a murder weapon at any time.

Hearing that the security conditions in Europe were not very good, Qingchen thought that he just brought a pair of poker cards for self-defense, so that shouldn't be too much, right?

Nine hours later, the flight attendant who was scared by Qingchen couldn't help but look at him.

But no matter when he looked, the boy was always sitting there upright with his eyes closed.

If anyone comes close, the closed eyes will open at any time.

The action of cutting cards in the hand will also suddenly stop.

The stewardess was very sure that the boy was indeed awake and alert after sitting for nearly 11 hours.

She thought to herself, this couldn't be the legendary top killer, just like Killer 47 in European and American blockbusters.

The young flight attendant couldn't help but complete a fantasy show in her mind to pass the boring time on the plane.

until the plane lands.

Qingchen didn't have any luggage, so he got off the plane first and took another flight TK1953 to Amsterdam and flew to Schiphol Airport.

Unexpectedly and reasonably, all the people who were suspected of following him disappeared.

After all, they were changing planes, so it would be too blatant to continue following him, and Qingchen was not stupid.

However, the stalker was more prepared than Qingchen imagined. During his transfer process, three more people followed him on the plane to Amsterdam at the Istanbul Airport in Turkey, and all the people on the plane were seated there. It's first class...

Qingchen chose first class because he could get off the plane in advance and go through the visa channel in advance. If someone followed him but took the economy class, he would definitely be thrown away.

But what he didn't expect was that the stalker would spend so much money, which made Qingchen couldn't help but think that this must be a member of Kyushu with deep wealth.

If it were Kunlun, there would be no need to do this. Just ask Xiaoying or Lu Yuan to follow him shamelessly.

When the plane landed at Schiphol Airport again, Qingchen left quickly.

Three stalkers followed closely in the crowd.

One of the women deliberately walked in front of Qingchen.

Because all of them want to leave the airport, they must first go through visa inspection and immigration procedures.

So if Qingchen goes through the formalities at the front, they will be stuck in the back by the airport inspectors, so there must be someone who clears the customs in front of Qingchen.

This is to use the sandwich tracking method to sandwich Qingchen.

But unexpectedly, the woman in front of her was walking quickly when she suddenly felt that her feet were empty and she almost fell to the ground.

She looked down and found that the heel of her high-heeled shoe had been broken by something sharp at some point. The cut surface was very smooth.

The woman was shocked. How sharp does this have to be to cut the heel of a shoe so smoothly?

Is it possible for someone to carry such a weapon while going through security?

Before she could react, Qingchen had already entered the Amsterdam border quarantine channel ahead of her.

The woman whispered to the two people behind her: "Follow closely."

However, just after Qingchen passed the visa channel, the person following him began to be inspected.

The stalker behind him watched Qingchen leave first, feeling anxious but not daring to break through the quarantine gate.

Qingchen walked into a toilet, took out a black sealed package from the bucket used for cleaning and washing mops, walked into the partition and locked it.

In just 30 seconds, Qingchen had taken off and put on his reversible jacket, and quickly put on the shoes and pants in the sealed bag.

The faces also changed into unfamiliar appearances.

No one knew who put the sealed bag in the toilet. It seemed that Qingchen had known for a long time that he would be followed and was prepared.

After the three stalkers passed the visa channel, they quickly came to the door of the toilet. Qingchen passed them in person, but the stalkers were not aware of it.

They looked at each other and entered the men's and women's toilets to check, but Qingchen was not there.

The three of them quickly moved through the crowd, searching, but Qingchen disappeared completely in the crowd like a drop of water merging into a long river.

The followers looked at each other, they couldn't even figure out how Qingchen did it.

The disappearance was so complete, as if Qingchen performed a magic trick in front of them, and such a big person disappeared out of thin air.

One of the stalkers took out his phone and dialed. After hesitating for a second, he said, "Boss, I lost you."

He Jinqiu's laughter came from the phone, and he asked: "I booked a first-class cabin specifically for the three of you, can you just follow me?"

The stalker was a little ashamed: "I don't know what happened. It was like he suddenly evaporated from the air and disappeared inexplicably. Moreover, he seemed to be carrying some kind of weapon. We were obviously watching closely behind him. , but I don’t know when he cut off Wang Mengyao’s heel.”

"That's a bit interesting," He Jinqiu thought for a while and said, "Isn't it cut by playing cards?"

"No," the stalker responded: "If it were playing cards, we would have seen them no matter how fast they were played."

"It looks like this trip to Europe is going to be fun," He Jinqiu explained: "Now that I've lost you, forget it. I'll take care of the domestic affairs and arrive in Amsterdam in three days. You should be careful over there. I have information. He said that the time travelers in North America are very active in Europe, so you should not conflict with them before I arrive."

At this point, He Jinqiu's voice turned cold: "Although it is normal to lose him, after returning to China, I will go to Instructor Lu for two months of special training."

The stalker whispered: "Received..."

Regions such as Europe, Africa, Australia, the Middle East, and South America where there are no time walkers are like the New World for time walkers.

Opportunities are everywhere.

After the time walkers from North America came here, they immediately wanted to take over the new order from the black forces in Europe. The mafia was plowed by the time walkers in North America.

After all, Europe is a white man's world, and North American time walkers have more advantages here.

They didn't dare to provoke He Jinqiu at will, but ordinary Jiuzhou members still had to be careful here.

However, He Jinqiu became even more curious at this time. What on earth was the young man named Qingchen planning to do when he came here?

It can’t be that he is preparing to expand to Europe during the day...

Or are you just here to eat king crab and prawns? !

At this moment, He Jinqiu was sitting in his spacious office in the Jiuzhou headquarters in the capital. Yu Cheng brought him a cup of coffee: "Boss, do we need to mobilize an army for a Qingchen?"

He Jinqiu looked up at him and smiled: "You don't know what happened in City No. 10 recently. If you knew, you would think that he is the best candidate for Jiuzhou to take charge of the European underground world. If such a person is in charge in Europe , I no longer need to fly there on business trips, and can focus on dealing with the Future organization in the Middle East and North America. Isn’t this slogan of leaving Future without a future very creative?"

Yu Cheng: "..."

He did not expect that the reason behind Boss He's desire to recruit Qingchen was to hand over Kyushu's power in Europe to that young man.

What they didn't know was that just outside the exit of Schiphol Airport, several killers from Jindai and Kashima were standing guard in the cold wind.

I had to stay on duty from morning to night, almost freezing to death.

But among the endless crowds at the airport, Qingchen's face didn't appear at all. They almost thought that Qingchen didn't leave the station at all, but took a plane back directly inside the station.

Today, there are too many people waiting for Qingchen. His trip to Europe has affected the nerves of many people.

However, the young man disappeared for no apparent reason in this distant foreign country.

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At eight o'clock in the evening, the 'Walnut Bar' outside the port was bustling with activity.

Although there are still three days before the crab fishermen are about to set off, preparations have always been done before setting off.

In the bar, sailors from all over Europe gathered here, everyone holding craft beer in their hands and drinking happily.

Soon, they will spend 15 days on the boat day and night. In the first thirty hours of going to sea, they have to find the most correct crab fishing area, so that in these thirty hours, each person can only Get four hours of sleep.

This is a job that only requires 15 days of work per year, but can earn 600,000 yuan. It is a job where dangers and opportunities coexist.

The origins of king crabs are mainly concentrated in the Jizhjin Bay near Russia, the Bering Sea on the east side of America, and the Barents Sea in northern Europe.

Each origin produces about 10,000 tons of king crab every year.

In this season, all crab fishermen will gather in these three places, ready to share this gift of nature.

King crabs grow in icy sea waters at a depth of 270 meters. After this season, fully adult king crabs will move to deeper waters, and it will be difficult to catch them at that time.

At this time, there was a unique damp smell in the Walnut Bar, and the salty smell of sea water was brought in by the sailors and captains. The sailors seemed like a group of aquatic creatures that had become spirits and gathered in the human world.

While drinking beer, the sailors quietly looked at the table in the middle. Sitting at the table were three strong Nordic men and a young Asian man. The atmosphere was a bit tense.

It was four captains, negotiating.

A strong white captain looked at the young Asian man and said coldly: "Zhang, your boat is too small. Everyone has changed to a 147-foot crab boat over the years, but you are the only one who is still using it more than 20 years ago." A 120-foot crab fishing boat. It cost 400,000 euros just to repair the boat this year, and even the crab pots were rented.”

One foot is equal to about 30 centimeters, and a 120-foot boat is about 40 meters.

But the difference between a 147-foot crab boat and a 120-foot crab boat is more than just size.

The warehouse used to load king crabs and the crane used to lift crab pots are completely different.

Another captain said: "We admit that your father is the best crab fisherman, and he can find the best king crab fishing areas every year. But Zhang, you are really not suitable for this industry. Last year you only earned gas money." , no sailors are even willing to go to sea with you this year. With a captain who doesn’t have much experience, and there are no senior sailors on the deck, the crew will die.”

The young man's name is Zhang Jian. He took over the job of crab fishermen and the old crab fisherman's boat from his father at a young age.

His father had died of lung cancer, leaving Zhang Jian with only a legacy, a crab fishing chart and a broken ship.

Zhang Jian is not completely inexperienced. He has been going to sea with his father a few years ago.

But compared to his skills, experience, and handling abilities, he is indeed not as good as other captains.

The income of sailors is positively related to the number of king crabs caught, so if the captain cannot find the correct fishing location, the income of the sailors will drop sharply.

At the round table, Zhang Jian looked at the other three captains coldly and asked, "You called me here just to talk trash, right?"

A white captain said: "We know that your license this year has a quota of 300,000 pounds. If you sell this quota to us, you can make a lot of money without going to sea. Give us the ship and let you be the shipowner."

Another captain echoed: "Zhang, if you can't conquer the Barents Sea, just let us conquer it."

Here, the ship is not necessarily privately owned, and a ship may have many shareholders.

Shareholders may not know how to catch crabs, but they can receive dividends after investing.

There are only so many ships that can obtain crab fishing licenses. For example, a ship's quota is 300,000 pounds. If they catch more than this amount of crab, they will face high fines.

This is a European measure to protect the marine ecological environment.

Therefore, these captains saw that Zhang Jian, an Asian, could not recruit seven sailors, so they wanted to buy his quota directly at a low price, so that everyone could make money.

But Zhang Jian was not willing to do this. He shook his head and said, "This boat was left to me by my father, and I am capable of driving it to the Barents Sea to fish for king crabs."

There was a burst of noisy ridicule in the Walnut Bar, as if Zhang Jian had just told a joke.

A captain said: "Last year you only caught 70,000 pounds of king crabs in two trips to sea, which was just enough for gas money. Zhang, the sailors follow you to sea to support their families, not to enjoy the scenery. This year you only We have recruited three sailors, one is an old man who once followed your father, and two are newcomers who have no experience at sea. Even with the minimum configuration, we still have to find two more. Can you recruit them? If not, what will happen? Going to sea?"

Another captain chuckled and said, "Do you want the captain to go to the deck to catch crab pots himself? Then who is steering the ship in the cab?"

Zhang Jian looked at the captains stubbornly, as if he didn't know how to respond.

As the other party said, he really couldn't recruit the last two sailors.

There are many new people in this port who want to join the crab fishing industry every year. It stands to reason that he can fool some new people into boarding his ship.

But these captains seem to have a premeditated plan. When new people come here, these captains will tell the new people how miserable Zhang Jian has been in the past two years.

As a result, Zhang Jian couldn't even recruit all the crew members this year.

However, at this moment, the door of Walnut Bar was pushed open.

The wind chimes at the door swayed and made a crisp sound, and a cold winter wind poured in from outside the bar. A young man walked into the bar with a smile on his face carrying the cold winter air.

The cold wind seemed to have brought everyone to the freezing Barents Sea in advance. The black night outside the bar was like the black sea.

The young man saw that everyone in the bar suddenly turned to look at him, and asked in English without any stage fright: "Good evening, everyone. Someone told me that you can find a job in crab fishing here?"

Zhang Jian's eyes suddenly lit up, but then dimmed immediately.

Because he knew exactly what would happen next.

Moreover, this boy is too thin and too young. I am afraid he has just graduated from high school? Even a high school dropout.

She's quite good-looking, but the Barents Sea doesn't care about looks.

A captain looked at the young man: "Did you come out to work at such a young age?"

The young man smiled and said, "Can't you? You have to support your family. I heard that the Arctic has not yet recruited a full crew. Who is the captain of the Arctic?"

Zhang Jian raised his head: "I am."

However, another captain on the side smiled and said to the boy: "Do you want to be a sailor on the Arctic, but do you know that the king crabs caught by the Arctic last year were just enough for his gas money?"

The young man explained with a smile: "My teacher told me that in the first year of entering an industry, you don't need to think too much about profits. Accumulating experience is the most important thing!"

A sailor joked: "What experience can I gain by going to the North Pole? How about playing the harmonica with Zhang Xue? He plays the harmonica very well, but not fishing for king crabs. Last year I went to sea with him, and I almost came home with a meager reward. I was scolded by my wife.”

A captain looked at Zhang Jian and said with a smile: "Besides, are you willing to let such a thin sailor board the ship? What can he do on the deck? He may not even have the strength to move a crab pot."

Zhang Jian sat at the table in silence. He knew that the boy would abandon the Arctic and board other crab boats, or leave Amsterdam.

Anyway, I won’t join the Arctic.

At this time, Zhang Jian didn't care whether the young man was thin or not, as long as he was willing to join the Arctic, even if he was cooking for everyone on the Arctic.

The next moment, in Zhang Jian's lowered gaze, a palm suddenly stretched out.

He looked up in shock, only to see the young man standing next to him and smiling: "You are the captain, right? My name is Qingchen, and I happen to be Asian. If possible, I will be happy to join your Arctic."

Zhang Jian was stunned for a long time, then quickly stood up and held Qingchen's hand: "Welcome to join, you are so welcome."

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Seven thousand words chapter, one more chapter at 11pm