Chapter 206

"Kach", "Kach", "Kach", the sound of bullets being loaded continued to sound, and the crew of the Narwhal gathered together with nervous expressions.

The atmosphere on the ship began to become anxious. Those who ate at sea certainly knew the meaning of the modification of the compass. On the sea where there is no starry sky status, the compass is the only prop to confirm the ship's orientation.

If this thing has been tampered with, it means that any data they are currently recording at this time is wrong, and they are lost.

What is more terrifying at sea than things in the water is getting lost, which means that the whole ship becomes an iron coffin.

"Dipper bandages, James, Linda, Orderic..." Charles, with a solemn expression, held the diary and quickly compared the crew members according to the records on it.

The number of his crew members is not one more, nor one less. After reporting to each other, there is no impostor among the crew.

Under the leadership of the captain, everyone began to follow the aisle of the Narwhal, looking for the enemy from door to door.

The entire ship of the Narwhal sailing at sea is a closed space, unless the guy commits suicide by jumping into the sea, otherwise, he can't escape anywhere.

The crew rummaged through boxes and boxes, not even letting go of the outermost corners.

But when all the space in the room was searched, Charles and the others didn't find anything unusual.

Charles was very puzzled, the compass had been tampered with, but there was no one on board, could this guy really be invisible?

Charles walked to the empty deck, raised his head and asked loudly, "Man, have you noticed someone climbed up from the sea recently, and then jumped into the sea again?"

If it is said that the crew members have a sense of avoidance from the other party, then the Narwhal, which is a living steam ship, will definitely not be on guard, maybe it can know something.

A rope twisted around like a snake, it stood upright and swayed from side to side in front of Charles, expressing its ignorance.

At this moment, Lily ran out with a large group of mice, and it turned white again and looked up at Charles, "Mr. Charles, my friend searched all the places where mice could get in, but couldn't find any." Something is wrong."

Seeing this, Charles' heart sank involuntarily. Even the Narwhal and Lily didn't find anything unusual. How could it be done? This is so puzzling.

The situation reached a stalemate for a while. If the person could not be found, the current location could not be confirmed. If the current location could not be confirmed, then the Narwhal would really be trapped at sea forever.

All the crew members held their breaths and cast their eyes on the captain. This situation is the time to test the captain's experience. Any word from the captain may lead everyone into the abyss.

Charles lingered for a while touching his chin, and after considering his words, he said, "After coming to the Sea of ​​Misty, everyone who has touched the steering wheel will stand up."

Dipper, bandages, and a familiar sailor stepped forward.

Charles asked them: "Let's recall, when is the compass useful in memory?"

The compass is frequently used when sailing, and the magnet in the compass should not have been left for too long, otherwise the crew would definitely notice it.

"Me." Dipper said with an ugly face, "The morning shift was my shift three days ago. I turned a 20-degree angle at that time. I remember it very clearly. At that time, the compass was useful. .”

"Three days ago... You should have come here in a hurry, all three of you." Charles rushed into the cockpit, staring at the messy chart on the wall.

After quickly calculating with a pencil on the board beside him, he poked vigorously with the tip of the pen at a point on the route ahead of the Narwhal.

"This place is where the Narwhal was three days ago. There has been no storm in the sea these days. Our error should not be too far. As long as we retreat the ship to this position, we may be able to find the original way."

Although if you really want to do this, you know that the plan of God's curse will be temporarily stranded, but it is a trivial matter to get through this crisis.

"The captain... the guy who changed... the compass... what should I do? He is... maybe... still on board..." Bandage asked slowly.

"This is easy to handle, no matter whether it will be invisible or has something else, next, the kitchen, water tank, fuel depot, these places will be watched by people around the clock, since he has shown his feet, it will be much easier to be careful, and we will also There's Lily's mouse, and unless he's been hiding, we're sure to catch him if he comes out."

With the plan made by the captain, the crew quickly acted. No matter what the method is, it is better to have a method than no method. The Narwhal began to turn around and started to reverse course according to the agreed plan.

At this time, Lily's mice came in handy. They were scattered all over the ship like cameras. As long as there was any abnormality on the ship, they would immediately scream and call the police.

As the days passed, the restless confusion on board subsided, and the Narwhal returned to calm again.

On the pitch-black sea, the Narwhal was sailing on its own.

Three days later, Charles nervously looked at the sea outside the glass window. According to normal circumstances, the Narwhal has returned to its previous position, but without a reference, he does not know whether it has arrived or not.

At this time, he secretly remembered that in the future, he must take down the relics that can be located at sea in the future. Once the coordinates are lost at sea, the feeling of being completely helpless is too uncomfortable.

Dipper, with gloves on and a funny bowler hat on his head, came in with an iron mug.

As he spoke, white air came out of his mouth. "Captain, the weather is getting colder and colder, I asked the chef to make you hot apple soup."

Charles gave up the helm to his boatswain, who took the glass and sat down on the stool, leaning his mouth to the rim and taking a sip.

The thick soup with the fruity aroma of apples went down his esophagus, and his chilled body felt much more comfortable.

While drinking the soup, Charles thought about everything that had happened recently.

It can be imagined that a magnet has been used to affect the magnetic force of the compass. It is obvious that that kind of thing has wisdom, but there is one thing that Charles can't figure out, what is the purpose of the other party doing this.

If it wanted to trap the entire Narwhal to death on the sea, then it could only be buried with everyone.

In the past few days, neither the mouse nor the crew have found anything abnormal. Could it be that that guy really committed suicide by jumping into the sea? ?

"Captain, why don't you go back to sleep, you haven't had much rest these days." Di Pu persuaded from the side.