The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish-Chapter 206 - 144 Eagle’s Child: Where is my airplane? (Please subscribe)_2

"This is a great help to us."

"The frogman is very important to us, otherwise we would have had so much secret information stolen again."

That was true.

Catching a live frogman was much harder than anything else.

They could then pry something out of the frogman's mouth.

If they could pry something from his mouth, then the frogman would be extremely valuable.

But when Captain Ge saw the pitiful state of the frogman, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

This guy was too miserable.

Looking at his wrist, it seemed like it was almost broken.

It was also thanks to his training that he hadn't fainted from the pain; his endurance really was not something ordinary people could match.

"You're welcome, this is our duty."

"We'll take him away first, and someone will contact you later to collect your reward. We'll chat next time when we have a chance."

The security department personnel came quickly and left just as fast, taking the frogman away in no time.

"Wow, there's a reward too."

"I wonder how much the reward is."

"The last time we handed over a detector, there was a hundred thousand reward, this time I guess it's fifty thousand?"

"Fifty thousand? I bet this is definitely over three hundred thousand."

As soon as the viewers heard about the reward, their eyes lit up.

If the reward was substantial, they might go catching some themselves.

This was more lucrative than any job.

Going out to work for a year, without eating or drinking, would at most earn you a hundred thousand.

How much would you get for catching one like this?

If it was three to five hundred thousand, they would definitely want to go catch one.

Nobody expected that the prospect of a reward would accidentally spark a craze for catching people.

"Let's go, let's go catch one too."

"Do we have such people in our livestream? How about this: I report you and we split the money fifty-fifty when we get it, no, even thirty-seventy is fine."

After the security department personnel took the frogman away, the scene quieted down again.

But the wind by the sea was stronger than before.

Lots of fishermen who had gone out were returning to port before the typhoon hit.

There's a difference between being brave and being reckless.

Fang Hao continued fishing for a bit longer afterward but didn't catch anything.

Still, there were no fish biting; his basket remained empty.

Desert on the other hand, did catch two.

But since the fish were too small, they threw them back into the sea.

"It seems that today's not a good day for fishing here, I'll take you to another spot another day."

"Let's go, the fishermen are just coming back, why don't we go buy some seafood?"

Since they couldn't catch any, they decided to go buy some seafood.

"Haha, the host has finally embarked on the path of buying fish."

"I told you, the host should visit the market more often."

"If we can't catch fish, can't we buy them?"

"I've decided to open a fish stall near the host's home."

"Hello everyone, my last name is Gao and my first name is Qiangzi. My fish stall is opening today, and I hope you all will support me."

The livestream viewers teased Fang Hao once more.

Fang Hao acted as if he hadn't seen it and started packing up his things.

After packing up, Fang Hao ended the stream and then they went to buy seafood freshly caught by the fishermen.

The seafood was very fresh, having just been hauled in.

While Fang Hao was buying seafood.

The news of them catching a frogman while fishing hit the hot searches online again.

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"This... It's that fisherman again!"

"He really just can't stop."

The netizens saw Fang Hao on the hot search again, this time without a hint of anger.

People were really impressed, and it became kind of routine for them.

You get used to it when you see it often.

This fisherman always managed to stir up some noise.

Just quiet for a couple of days, then something new comes up.

"Really curious what he will stir up next."

"I don't know why, but now I am actually looking forward to what he'll catch next."

Unbeknownst to them, a group of netizens started to look forward to what Fang Hao would catch next.

They hoped he would catch something even more special.

Before, many had complained about Fang Hao monopolizing the trending search, but now the tune has changed, and people have started to look forward to what's coming.

The frogman they'd hooked this time had intrigued a whole bunch of folks.

"Is this a frogman sent by foreign forces to steal secrets?"

"If we've caught such a person, there should be quite a reward, right?"

Sure enough, many people's eyes lit up at the mention of a reward.

Everyone wished they could catch one themselves.

How cool would that be.

That would be hitting the jackpot.

"Any brothers want to team up with me? Haha, let's go earn those hundreds of thousands together."

"I heard from a friend of mine that catching one gets you a reward of five hundred thousand!"

"Five hundred thousand? Holy smokes! That's a lot."

"I really want to report myself."

"Is... the person above confessing? Well then, I won't be polite @Security Department, here's one, come and catch him quickly."

"..."

The internet also became bustling with activity.

As for the frogman who was captured, after being taken away by the security department, he was subject to a series of interrogations, and eventually disclosed the purpose of his mission.

He revealed all his secrets.

This allowed the security personnel to grasp their plans and, following the trail, they managed to catch a few more people.

They swept up these individuals in one fell swoop, making a significant haul.

And this major gain was all thanks to the frogman that Fang Hao had managed to fish up; they had scored another major achievement.

The reward they received far exceeded Fang Hao's imagination.

When they received the reward later, they couldn't believe it.

So much...

It was much more than the reward they'd gotten last time for handing over the detector.

It was a pleasant surprise.

In the following days, Fang Hao and his group stayed in the hotel.

With the typhoon making landfall, they couldn't go out, let alone go fishing.

They stayed put for three whole days, waiting for the storm to pass, signaling that the typhoon was essentially over.

The skies cleared.

Fang Hao and his group could get moving again.

Continuing their previous exchange activities, continuing... to go out to sea for fishing.

Meanwhile,

In the Southern Sea.

Once the typhoon had passed, the impressive salvage ship also set off, taking a group of people toward the coordinates where the plane had crashed into the sea.

They were quite far away and sailed for two or three days before finally reaching their destination.

Having confirmed that the current sea area was indeed where the plane had gone down, they started to search and pinpoint the exact location of the airplane.

To see exactly where it was on the seabed.

They deployed a sonar to scour the seabed for the airplane's trail.

Having specific coordinates, they should've been able to easily find the wreckage of the plane,

But... things did not go as hoped.

They soon found out that the seabed held no trace of the plane they were looking for.

There was no plane wreckage there.

It had vanished.

"What?"

"There's nothing down there?"

"Shit, that's impossible."

"Did we get the coordinates wrong?"

They began to wonder if they'd made a mistake with the coordinates.

If it was just an error in coordinates, finding the correct address would resolve the issue.

But they dreaded...

They didn't even want to think about it, because if that were the case, the situation could be quite bad.

Indeed, as they had feared, delaying had led to complications.

It was all because of that damned typhoon—if it hadn't been for the typhoon, they would have arrived here four or five days earlier.

This delay lasted for several days, and no one could guarantee there wouldn't be any mishaps.

"I'll contact the authorities first. You guys keep expanding the search area."

The person in charge of the salvage operation went to confirm the coordinates with the higher-ups.

If the coordinates were wrong, finding anything in the vast ocean would be impossible.

That was definitely something they couldn't afford to get wrong.

Additionally, they needed to expand the search area; it was possible that the plane had drifted along the ocean currents and changed position. That was a possibility as well.

No one could guarantee with absolute certainty that the plane would remain in the same spot on the seabed, unmoving.