53: Fisherman's Harvest

In his past and present life, Yang Dian hated four types of people the most.

First, kidnappers.

Those who kidnap children deserve to die!

Second, those who kill for no reason.

How impolite is murder?

Once a murder occurs, the public security office will enter a long period of cracking down on prostitution and illegal activities.

All foot baths, massages, pedicures, and sauna clubs will have to close!

When the shops close, where will the Young Misses, who have elderly parents, young children, and gambling boyfriends, earn money to support their families?

Third, those who open casinos and lure people into gambling.

Red-eyed gamblers are certainly not worthy of sympathy.

But those who drag them into gambling, who rig games and cheat, causing families to be ruined and lives lost—

Which of them doesn't deserve to die?

As for the last, it is naturally drugs.

Drug traffickers, every single one of them, should be dragged out and shot!

Before, he had no opportunity and no ability.

Seeing someone trafficking drugs, Yang Dian would only turn and leave, then silently dial 110.

But now?

He flicked his fingers, feeling the surging Qi and blood within his body.

Yang Dian felt he should do something.

Jumping onto the paddleboard, he took out his encrypted phone, and Yang Dian immediately called Lin Mo.

"Hello?"

As Lin Mo's voice came through the phone, Yang Dian didn't hesitate and directly recounted the Angler's discovery.

Finally, he added:

"So, Captain, Yangjiao Bay is likely where drug traffickers are transporting drugs."

"I'll go keep an eye on it for now. You contact the Coast Guard and have them rush to Yangjiao Bay as soon as possible."

On the other side, Lin Mo, after hearing Yang Dian's account, immediately jumped out of bed:

"Drug traffickers are deranged; they almost always have firearms."

"You absolutely must not act impulsively. Wait for us to get there."

"Even if they finish unloading and are about to leave, don't go venturing alone."

"If they leave, let them leave. The net has already been cast. Since we've already spotted them, they can run from the monk but not from the temple!"

After repeatedly assuring him that he wouldn't act impulsively, Yang Dian looked at the Angler, who was still in a daze:

"Let's go. We'll head to Yangjiao Bay first."

"If you feel it's dangerous, you can drop me off from afar and just point out the location for me."

Hearing Yang Dian's words, the Angler silently picked up the identification in Yang Dian's hand:

"You're from the vice squad; how did you get into drug enforcement?"

Yang Dian was startled, then calmly took back the vice squad identification from the Angler's hand.

"Ahem~"

"It's too dark; I couldn't see clearly. I grabbed the wrong one just now."

After saying that, Yang Dian rummaged in his pocket, pulled out three identification cards, looked at them carefully for a moment, and then picked one to hand to the Angler:

"Here, for drug enforcement."

The Angler first showed an expression of 'Am I that easy to fool?'

Then he thought of something, and his eyes lit up as he looked at Yang Dian:

"If I wasn't mistaken just now, you just—"

The Angler pointed to the coast:

"—*whoosh*—jumped onto my paddleboard."

"And when you jumped onto my paddleboard, it barely wobbled."

"When I first saw you, you were still practicing Tai Chi!"

The Angler grew more and more excited:

"Are you one of those super soldiers from the mysterious Chinese departments in novels?"

"You have so many official department IDs because your department is special, and they give you so many IDs for convenience in handling cases?"

Seeing the Angler's eyes shining, Yang Dian put his index finger to his mouth, making a shushing gesture:

"Confidential."

"I understand! I understand!" The Angler nodded frantically:

"People in your line of work definitely have some confidentiality rules and can't spread information about yourselves."

After agreeing, he turned on the motor.

With a buzzing sound, the paddleboard cruised along the coastline towards a more secluded area.

Not long after, the restless Angler asked again:

"Young comrade, in your special department, is it really like in novels, where everyone is an ancient Martial Artist or an ability user, and technology is decades or even a hundred years more advanced than outside?"

Seeing Yang Dian not speak, he took it as Yang Dian's tacit agreement:

"Is the mutation of ability users related to Japan discharging nuclear wastewater?"

"I'm telling you, these past two years fishing by the sea, I've caught so many strange things."

"Honestly, some of those guys are disgusting after mutating, but some have mutated quite beautifully."

Hearing this, Yang Dian finally grew interested:

"You said you've caught many strange things?"

"Of course!" The Angler proudly pulled out his phone, opened a private album, and held it up to Yang Dian:

"Look."

He took the phone.

Then Yang Dian discovered that the Angler had indeed caught marine mutated creatures suspected of being abnormal organisms.

A Mola Mola that was completely transparent, with its internal organs clearly visible.

A Clownfish encased in solid ice but able to swim freely within it.

And a Little Orca about 1.5 meters long, seemingly Innately underdeveloped, but with unusually wide fins, more like bird wings than fish fins.

After quickly scrolling through the album, Yang Dian looked at the Angler again:

"Didn't you say you caught many strange things?"

"Why only three?"

"Are three few?" The Angler showed a look of 'You don't understand fishing at all':

"Some people's skills aren't good enough; forget catching these strange things."

"Give them ten days to half a month, and whether they can catch even a small minnow is questionable."

"For me to catch these three is already very impressive!"

After speaking, as if he felt Yang Dian was looking down on him, he continued:

"Actually, it's not just three."

"There was also a Blue-Ringed Octopus with 18 eyes all over its body."

"But that Blue-Ringed Octopus was too weird; every time I tried to look at its photo, I'd get a headache for half a day."

"So I deleted its photo."

Yang Dian nodded thoughtfully, then continued to ask:

"What about the other three, then?"

"Are they still with you?"

The Angler immediately showed a hesitant expression:

"If I say yes, will you make me donate them, then give me a commendation banner and 500 yuan?"

Yang Dian smiled.

Hearing the Angler's words, it was highly likely that these things he caught were still with him.

"We won't give you a commendation banner, nor will we give you money."

"You still want to get them for free?"

The smile on Yang Dian's face immediately turned into a wry smile:

"We don't mean to get them for free."

"It's not wrong to say that these three creatures you caught are mutated organisms."

"For mutated organisms, we have three handling methods."

"First, if the mutated organism is a pet, you only need to register it and ensure you don't widely publicize it."

"Second, if the mutated organism has harmed someone, we will forcibly contain it, or even directly eliminate it."

"Third, if you don't want to keep it and wish to hand it over, the organization will provide a monetary reward based on the mutated organism."

As he spoke, Yang Dian raised a finger:

"100,000 as a base, with no upper limit."

The Angler rubbed his hands:

"Really no upper limit?"

Yang Dian nodded affirmatively:

"Really."