"Captain?"
Everyone instinctively turned to look into the distance, then froze on the spot. "Y-you... what happened to you?"
Yes, that was right. He was the captain of this small cruise ship.
He wore a tight vest and gloves, with a pristine white naval cap on his head. His golden short hair and beard made his European heritage obvious.
Perhaps because he had spent years at sea, he was exceptionally well-built, not inferior even to the Joestar family bloodline. But strangely, he was currently wrapped in a great deal of bandages, especially around his head, where the fabric was nearly soaked through with blood.
"C-Captain?!"
Several sailors seemed startled by this sight and hurriedly gathered around him. "What happened to you?"
"I was just about to ask you that."
The captain was not polite about it. With a grim expression, he said directly, "I was conducting a routine inspection in the cargo hold when the ship suddenly tilted. I nearly got crushed to death by falling cargo."
"Uh..."
The sailors exchanged glances. In truth, they had no idea what had happened just now either.
As everyone knew, Stands were manifestations of Mental Power. Aside from certain special Stands, ordinary people could not see the vast majority of conventional Stands.
To these sailors,
the stowaway kid had suddenly tried to jump overboard and escape.
Then everyone had panicked, and a shark had somehow flown onto the deck.
After that, a giant TNT bomb had suddenly appeared on the deck. While everyone was still terrified, the bomb had flown into the sea on its own, and finally, the guy who had jumped overboard had reappeared on the deck.
Even before they had come to Hong Kong, the higher-ups at the Spitt Corporation had specifically warned them.
They had said that the distinguished