Chapter 127 The Life of the Ground Mouse

Chapter 127 [The Life of the Mouse] Another four days later. In these four days, the crew carried a body from the cabin and threw it into the sea.

Next, I learned that the dead often happen on this kind of smuggling journey. The conditions from the bottom up in the cabin are very poor, there is no fresh water and food, and the temperature and ventilation conditions are bad, and it is even difficult to breathe.

People who are in poor health can only hold on if they get sick at sea.

Don't expect them to prepare the doctor's medicine for you on this kind of stowaway ship! But this is not the reason why I'm shocked... What really makes me feel a little cold is that the crew of these stowaways have a snake's head and attitude towards people.

They are also people and the same kind. They are locked in the cabin and are not allowed to come out... All this makes me feel like selling black slaves in those old movies! This kind of experience made me estranged from the old snake and his men.

But then at dinner, the old snake pulled me to chat. Inadvertently, I couldn't help asking him, "The person below is dead. Don't you get the money? Why don't you give them more food and water? The old snake smiled. His smile was very cold and looked at me strangely.

"You are Chinese and don't know the market."

The old snake answered lightly, and then he smoked and pointed to the bottom of the cabin with a contemptuous tone, saying, "These people are dead, worthless."

I deliberately made some words to him, but the old snake didn't care. He casually told me a little about the situation in the industry.

Smuggling is an inevitable problem anywhere.

From the perspective of East Asia, the stowaway people and snake groups are divided into two waves, one of which is China's domestic coastal areas, mainly in Fujian.

In another wave, there are some scattered snake heads in Southeast Asia.

"We are different from you Chinese."

This is the old snake's original words.

In the 1970s and 1980s, snake groups in Fujian smuggled many mainland stowaways to Southeast Asia.

Hong Kong and Macao, and of course Japan and the United States.

It can be said that it was a golden period of stowaway land... It was ridiculous to say, mainly because in that era, the country's economy was still underdeveloped, not open, relatively backward in all aspects, and there were few communication channels with the Spanish world.

Most stowaways go out with the mentality of going to Xiwen to break into the world and make a fortune.

In a ridiculous way, it was the "seller's market" at that time, and it was also the golden age of the Human Snake Group, and the price of smuggling to the United States was very high.

And most of them are not bargained... More importantly, know the money first, and then get on the ship!! The direct consequence of such an action is.

At that time, almost all local snake groups lacked the awareness of "after-sales service".

People get on the ship, and the money has also been received. The Human Snake Group usually transports those stowaways like slaves, using the most thrifty way... There are many people in the cabin, and one more is an extra sum of money! Bring less clean water food, because you can bring more people with less goods!! During that period.

The disability rate of stowaways is very high! Speaking of this, the old snake seemed to smile and said, "Don't look at the suffocating people in the stowaway ship or the car oil tank mentioned two years ago, these news are noisy... In fact, more than ten or twenty years ago, the number of dead people was many times more! It's just that the media was underdeveloped in that era, so it didn't have that much publicity.

However, with the 1990s, China's economy took off and its national strength became stronger and stronger.

The communication between China and the Spanish world has become smoother and smoother, and it is no longer difficult to go abroad.

Moreover, the country's economic level is increasing day by day, especially the improvement of national life in the southeast coastal areas. It is not very attractive to smuggle abroad.

During this period, the business of the stowaway snake group was relatively bleak.

It seems to be a joke, and it seems to prove the truth that the market dominates everything.

The smuggling business has gradually changed from the seller's market to the buyer's market... This sounds ridiculous.

However, in order to attract business, the Human Snake Group has also taken a lot of measures to adapt to the trend.

For example, price changes... Lao Snake said that there was even a situation where several companies on the road competed for prices and routes... "It's like your domestic tourism companies are fighting a price war."

Secondly, it is after-sales service! In recent years, there has been too much publicity about the smuggled dead, which has made many people afraid to smuggle abroad. Therefore, now the smuggled people and snake groups have adopted the method of collecting half of the money first, and then collecting the other half after arriving at the destination safely.

In this way, they dare not abuse stowaways as before the money is confiscated.

Because people are dead, they can't receive the final payment!" But...the two people who died in the past two days..." I frowned and asked.

The old snake raised his eyebrows, with a trace of cruelty and cunning on his thin face: "I'm talking about the situation in your China.

We are different from you!" Later, he explained that in many small countries in Southeast Asia, the national economic level is still very backward, and the rules of smuggling business are still the one in China more than ten years ago.

That is to collect all the money first, and then get on the ship! Such a situation makes these people in Southeast Asia snake stowaway groups not care about the life or death of the stowaways at all... Anyway, the money has been received! The people on the ship are from Vietnam, Indonesia, and Malaysia.

The old snake said lightly, "They all paid first before getting on the boat."

Then he casually mentioned one thing as if he had inadvertently: there are some cruel snake groups... After receiving the money, when he arrives at the destination, he will join hands with the local gangsters to make a black-eating business! Sell the people on the boat directly to the local gangsters, and I heard that some people have sold them to South American drug plantations! I don't know about life and death... These words scared me, and I couldn't help looking at the old snake with a little more meaning.

The old snake laughed, patted his chest, and promised, "Don't worry.

I'm very trustworthy! You are a friend of your arms.

I won't sell your land!" Looking at this guy's flashing eyes and some obscene smile, I thought to myself that you have a ghost! But then I was a little more afraid and vigilant about these people, and I was much more alert when I went to bed at night. Originally, I was close to the crew, but now I am alienated from these people... These are all real murderous guys! The ship goes north day by day.

The climate is getting less and less hot, and it is even cooler in the morning and evening! I don't know if it's because I'm lucky. We were calm all the way and didn't encounter bad weather.

Since the sixth day, the old snake has been talking about it from the morning every day, as if praying not to encounter a storm.

As the climate gets colder, there are finally no more dead people in the cabin.

This gives me a sigh of relief.

Although I told myself in my heart that this was not my own business, it made me watch someone die in front of me like this.

It's not always a pleasant thing.

Although the old snake said that they were all Vietnamese and Indonesian.

That night, I was still in my sleep, but I was woken up by the noise outside.

I immediately turned down from ** and saw the old snake pushing the door and shouting at me, "Come out, you're here."

I was a little puzzled. I walked out of the cabin and came to the deck, but I saw a scene that surprised me! The fishing boat where I am located has lowered the sail motor and turned off.

Next to it, there is a larger one-one ship, which looks dark in the night. The shell is metal, and the side of the ship is much higher than ours.

Now the two boats are side by side, with two boards in the middle as a simple bridge.

The old snake stood beside me, and his hand touched his waist... It was a gun.

And several of his crew members also stood aside with guns.

What surprised me even more was that the door of the cabin under the fishing boat was opened! A group of people are coming out from below and then transferring to the big ship through the two boards on the ship! In the dark, I can't see the appearance of these stowaways clearly. I can only see that most of them are men, few women, and ordinary clothes.

Everyone is carrying simple luggage. There are not many things. At night, no one speaks, and they are quietly queuing up to move from the board.

Most people's footsteps are empty and weak.

Most people walk alone, rarely in groups, and everyone walks with their heads down. Even if they or the people around them are weak and almost fall down, no one will help each other! And on that big ship, I saw several dark figures standing on the deck, with black guns in their hands. Under the dim light bulb, those people's eyes flashed like wolves.

"What's going on? Old snake?" I looked at the guy beside me with some vigilance.

The old snake laughed a little guilty, but then whispered, "I can only send it here. You're going to transfer now. If you take that boat, they will continue to take you to your destination."

I was a little annoyed: "Why didn't you mention this before? Fang... Does he know about your arrangements? Looking at the embarrassed smile of the old snake, my heart immediately lit up... It seems that the fat man doesn't know this kind of arrangement! Strictly speaking, what the old snake is doing now is a bit like what is often said in business: "the second-way peddler", but the difference is that the second-way peddler sells the goods to the subordinate, while the old snake sells stowaways! Although I was a little angry, I closed my mouth wisely.

I know it's useless to protest against the old snake at this time... These people are killing people without blinking an eye. Is it useful now? He said that he was annoyed and directly killed me and threw me into the sea. There was no place to shout for injustice! The old snake accompanied me on the big ship. I found that the crew of the ship were all ghosts. The leading guy was a black man, as if he were half black iron tower, with a cigar bit in his mouth, his face was ferocious, his eyes were bright, and he was playing with a military dagger in his hand.

The old snake went up and said hello to him. I obviously saw the black man looking at the old snake with a trace of disdain in his eyes. Then the old snake chatted with him a lot, and then pointed at me.

The black man didn't say anything from beginning to end, just looked at the old snake coldly and waited for him to finish.

Finally, the old snake wiped his sweat and turned his head to me and said, "Okay, I've told them. Go with them. Where are your belongings?" I patted the bag on my back. Since I saw the dead on the ship, I took the bag with me.

The black man looked coldly for a while, and I could feel that his eyes were cold. There was something gloomy in it. When he looked at me, I felt as if I was being stared at by some kind of beast! Then the old snake talked to him for a while. Basically, the old snake said, and the black man occasionally hummed.

Finally, the old snake patted me on the shoulder with a hypocritical smile on his face: "Have a safe journey!" Then he ran back to his own boat and removed the board connecting the two boats.

This bastard!! I couldn't help scolding.

Being a human snake, he even turned into a business!! Then I sighed and looked at the black man. He was also looking at me, but then he turned around and left, as if he was not very interested in me.

A crew member next to him came over with a gun in his hand and pointed to the front.

That means: the past! I took a look and found that the dozens of stowaways had entered through the door of a cabin. It seemed that on this ship, they would continue to be locked in the cabin under the deck and continue to live like a mouse.

The difference is that the crew around me signaled me with a gun, which meant that I should go with them! I hesitated to distinguish something, but the black man had gone away and ignored me at all.

And the crewman looked murderous and arrogant. It seemed that if I didn't move the place, I'm afraid he would come up and give me a gun tom without hesitation! I finally realized the situation I was facing. My first-class treatment along the way ended here! Next, I'm going to live in the cabin below with those stowaways... I suppressed my anger. I knew that the situation was pressing at this time. I couldn't have any room for resistance. I could only walk over silently and slowly lined up with the people outside the cabin into the cabin under the deck, on both sides. There were also crew members holding guns to urge them from time to time.

Probably because I thought I was too slow. When I was the last to enter the cabin, the bastard behind me kicked me. I staggered down, and the hatch behind me slammed and closed! The cabin is dark. I can feel that this place is not big, very small, and it is full of a strange stench. Dozens of people in advance have scattered to find a place to sit and lie down, and it is even difficult to find a place to plug on the ground.

And the cabin door was occupied by three or four people. Just as I was about to sit down, they immediately came over and pushed me, signaling me to go inside.

It turns out that the location at the gate of the cabin is actually very "flavorable"! Because the crew outside comes down to deliver water and food every once in a while, they are randomly thrown at the door of the cabin, the closer they are to the door, the more they can grab food and water... And only strong people can grab this good position! The old and the weak were squeezed inside.

The innermost place is the least circulating air, usually the most stuffy, coldest or hottest place! I didn't want to cause trouble. I didn't conflict with the people at the door. Instead, I chose to temporarily avoid and walk into the cabin. The space inside was really not so crowded, but the air was very stuffy and full of a moldy smell.

I was almost suffocated. I found a free place to sit down, but I heard a few coughs everywhere around me.

Intuitively, I recognized that it was a woman who should be young.

Moreover, her coughing sounded weak and seemed to be sick!