Zhang Yuanqing pushed open the door, entered the boat room, and saw the middle-aged man who was the captain and boat chair sitting behind the desk, his deep blue eyes sounded calm and majestic: "Did you sleep well last night, Lieutenant Haas."

"I didn't sleep well, because I missed my concubine at the Red Pink Bar." Zhang Yuanqing shrugged, "Oh my God, I have been on the ship for more than ten days, and I think about women every day. Fortunately, for a week at most, we You can go home." After speaking, he saw that James Chuan's expression was a little dignified.

"I called you here to testify against you. From tonight, you will participate in patrols until we return to the port of Surrey." James Ship said.

"Yes!" Zhang Yuanqing stood at attention and saluted.

James nodded with satisfaction: "Go out and do things."

Zhang Yuanqing turned around and left, then stopped again reluctantly, turned his head and asked: "Chuan Chang, I became addicted to cigarettes last night, but I couldn't find any tobacco leaves in the room. You know I can't do without cigarettes. If I don't have it , I couldn't do my patrol work properly."

James froze for a moment, then nodded, "I'll ask the sailor to deliver eight packs of cigarettes to your room."

Watching the back of Lieutenant Haas leaving, James' blue eyes were as deep as the sea.

"A character who can't do without cigarettes, how could there be no smoke in the room? Lieutenant Haas's room has been cleaned." Zhang Yuanqing, who was walking on the deck, let out a "huh".

Of course, if Lieutenant Haas was just a temporary character, this detail wouldn't matter. However, Zhang Yuanqing has the ability to sense emotions, and it has been confirmed that sailors and the navy seem to be very afraid of "Lieutenant Haas", which shows that the role of Lieutenant Haas has a plot.

From another perspective, if the spirit walker ignores the overly clean room of "Soldier's Fear", he will miss some clues.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing planned to verify it again. He turned a corner, entered the cabin, and found the supply department of the logistics department.

The person in charge of the supply department was a potbellied gray-eyed man with a high hairline and loose skin. When Zhang Yuanqing came in, he shivered violently, and got up nervously: "Ha, Lieutenant Haas, what are your orders..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yuanqing snapped his fingers and pulled him into the illusion. The gray-eyed man took out a crew registration form from the shelf where the documents were placed, and checked the status of cigarettes, drinks, cheese, vitamin C and other supplies. supply.

Zhang Yuanqing bypassed the dazed gray-eyed administrator, walked to the wooden frame, and took out the personnel registration form.

The registration form has a full ten pages, and there are more than five hundred people, and the names of nearly half of them have been crossed out with a red pen.

"Did so many people die..." Zhang Yuanqing turned back to the first page and looked at the list at the top.

Seeing this, his brows immediately frowned. On the list were only Lieutenant Shi, one named Stephen Simpson, and one named Four Watt Ricardo, and there was no such person as "Lieutenant Haas".

"I saw Li Jiatu yesterday, but Stephen Simpson didn't see him. There was only Lieutenant II on board... Zhang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes. He put down the crew registration form and looked at the gray-eyed administrator who was in a hallucination."

"Crack!" With the sound of snapping fingers, the gray-eyed middle-aged man fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep, while Zhang Yuanqing's body disappeared into the room and came to the gray-eyed middle-aged man's dream.

"Lieutenant Haas?" The gray-eyed middle-aged man was in a daze. He was obviously working, and in the blink of an eye, Lieutenant Haas appeared.

Zhang Yuanqing asked straightforwardly: "Where is Lieutenant Stephen Simpson?"

Hearing this, the grey-eyed administrator suddenly changed his expression, his face was as white as paper, and his fat body was trembling.

"Where is Lieutenant Stephen Simpson?" Zhang Yuanqing asked again.

The gray-eyed middle-aged man trembled more and more violently, his lips trembled, and his face twitched, as if some kind of terrible memory had been triggered.

The dream began to shake and was on the verge of collapse.

This is a self-protection mechanism for people when they are in extreme fear. Zhang Yuanqing hesitated for a second between stabilizing the dream and retreating and chose the latter.

Feeling that asking further questions will cause bad changes... He jumped out of the dream, ignored the sleepy gray-eyed administrator, and left.

He is not a spirit walker in the first district. Breaking Bad does not know illusions and dreams. Obtaining information through dream abilities may trigger a crisis in advance, and he is not ready yet.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to the bilge dormitory, and saw two packs of cigarettes and a box of matches on the small desk. JrNovels.com