Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

It was like something rotten, still exposed in the sun, and the mixed smell made it almost impossible to open your eyes.

Qin Wushuang was so irritated that he wiped his eyes with a handkerchief and walked towards the place where the smell was the strongest. He soon saw the black and brown substance oozing out, which was leaking from the container.

I squatted down and took a look, but couldn't tell what it was.

Su Chen walked over slowly and squatted down to look at it: "Wife, this is... blood!"

"Well, fish blood looks like this. It looks a bit weird. It seeped out of this container. Why don't we open it up a bit and take a look?"

The two looked at each other and looked to the side, feeling relieved when they didn't find any surveillance.

Su Chen walked around the container and looked at the gap that looked like a patch. He nodded at his waist, took out a wooden stick, and pried at the gap.

They stuck their heads inside and looked at the images on their phone screens, feeling a chill running down their backs.

“… Corpses. So many corpses.”

Qin Wushuang frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She had thought that there might be rotting fish and shrimps inside, but she had never thought that there would be human bodies, or the corpses of so many people.

Their hair colors were different, and it was obvious that they were not from the same country. Who could have the ability to gather so many people from different countries together? An answer flashed through the two people's minds.

“Human traffickers!”

Su Chen said seriously, "Wife, there's a big problem with this cruise ship. Let's first..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of faint footsteps.

"Shhh."

With two invisibility talismans stuck on his body, Su Chen pulled the man up. The two of them lay on the container and looked down. Soon, several people came over and looked around vigilantly, thinking that something was going on suspiciously.

A middle-aged man in a white uniform walked over, covered his nose with his hand, waved his hand, and said in a foreign language: "Go, quickly dispose of all the bodies in the container."

Seeing this, Su Chen took out his mobile phone and started filming a video.

"Yes, mate."

Qin Wushuang silently said three words: Deputy Captain.

Sure enough, there is something wrong with this person.

The two men watched as the men opened the container, dragged the mutilated bodies out of it, and threw them directly into the sea. Few people came here to begin with.

With the cover of the container, no one noticed what was happening. Even if the body floated up, it would not be discovered due to the speed of the ship.

The two of them just watched them do all this, huddled together and whispered something, and a thousand paper cranes flew over and listened to them quietly.

By the time they left, an hour had passed.

Su Chen slowly came down, used talisman paper on the two of them, quietly returned to the room, and knocked on Fu Yuan's door opposite.

Soon the door opened. Fu Yuan glanced at them with a normal expression. Seeing that they looked unhappy, he raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Come in and talk."

The three of them sat down face to face. Su Chen took out his cell phone and motioned him to look at the video he had recorded.

"Let's take a look first, and then we'll talk after we're done."

Half an hour later, Fu Yuan finished watching the video and remained silent, his brows furrowed and his expression somewhat cold. "The middle-aged man in the video is the deputy captain. He led the men to dispose of the bodies in the container."

"That means the deputy captain is a human trafficker. How many people on this cruise ship know this? If they really dare to do anything, the families behind the people on the ship are not simple."

"What's the purpose of making such a big noise?"

Su Chen shook his head: "I don't know, but if we don't care, we don't know where this cruise ship will take us. Once we take their chassis aboard, we won't be able to escape."

"No, to be precise, you can't run away. I can run away with my wife, but I can't take you that far."

Fu Yuan looked at him deeply, sorted out all the clues, and whispered, "Do you have any plans? We are on the sea, and it is unrealistic to sneak off the ship. It will only make us die faster."

"The only way to survive is to monitor the ship's route and ensure it reaches the island. To do that, we need to know how many people on board are the second captain's men."