A Call for Help

When Ma Hua asked that, everyone turned their eyes toward Ye Yuan.

Only Xu Hang was left speechless when he heard that the fishing boat had changed course because of a school of fish.

Weren't they supposed to be looking for pirates? Weren't they supposed to be helping with all their might?

How had they forgotten their own business the moment they encountered a school of fish?

But he couldn't say anything.

After all, he had no leads. As fishermen, if they came across a school of fish and didn't catch them, he had no way to ask them to pass it up.

Since they were searching aimlessly anyway, he might as well let them do as they pleased.

Perhaps that school of fish would even lead them to the pirates.

Xu Hang could only comfort himself that way.

When Ye Yuan heard Ma Hua's question, he remembered the lie he had told last night to make Wang Husheng change course.

Now it seemed that not only did Wang Husheng believe it completely, but even the crew was waiting for his order to fish.

"Alright! I'll go down and take a look. Get the equipment ready; we'll be prepared to cast the nets at any time."

Others might not know, but Ye Yuan knew perfectly well that there was no damn school of fish. It was nothing more than an excuse.

But before long, the crew would probably put the fishing out of their minds.

After all, at the fishing boat's current speed, they would reach the waters where the hostages were in another two hours.

By then, surely no crew member would bring up fishing again.

Ye Yuan changed into his diving suit and jumped into the sea alone.

Once in the water, he quickly swam toward where Cold