Nine Thomas

  Li Dashiye sent away the two men not long after, just as he was about to eat a few more bites of bread, the cabin door was knocked open again. Zhang Shun suddenly darted in, walking stealthily up to him with a mischievous look on his face.

  "Master, there's a place you should go take a look!"

  "Where is he? Where's Zhao Long?"

  "Brother Zhao has already taken people there to keep an eye on it!"

  "Huh?" First, Zhang Shun came to report with a sneaky look, and then Zhao Long personally went to guard, which piqued Li Mo's interest. Could it be that I just drew a huge pie here, and the ship discovered a treasure trove?

  "What a coincidence!" Thinking of this, Li Mo hurriedly let Zhang Shun lead the way, and along the narrow corridor under the deck, the two soon came to a cabin door.

  Seeing Zhao Long standing at the door at this moment, he hastily asked: "Where is this?"

  "Young master, this is what Zhang Shun just discovered. It leads to the large warehouse in the back." Zhao Long reported with a bow.

  "What's so strange about a large cargo hold?" Li Mo didn't understand. It was normal for a ship of 500-600 tons to have two or more cargo holds, especially since the cabin they were locked in yesterday wasn't very big, so he had already guessed that this must be a multi-cargo-hold ship.

  "Not just goods, but also a person?"

  "Alone?"

  Under the leadership of Zhang Shun and Zhao Long, Li Mo soon saw the mysterious person in their mouths.

  Foreigner, young foreigner, probably over twenty years old, looks quite handsome, with a head of beautiful black curly hair, perhaps hasn't seen the sun for a long time, skin whiter than a woman's, actually more pleasing to the eye than those blonde curly-haired aliens!

  But what made Li Mu curious was that this young man had his hands and feet tied up, with a rag stuffed in his mouth.

  "Could it be that he was caught and made a piggy like me?" But thinking again, if he was to be made a piggy, why would he be locked up in this secluded place? And even have his mouth plugged, this is clearly the treatment of a serious offender.

  "Or was it the big-bearded captain that he had offended? But what exactly did he do? To be tied up like this?" Along with Li Mo's signal, Zhao Long removed the cloth from the young man's mouth, finally ending the wild guessing.

  "Who are you? Where's Rudolf? Let me go, let me out!" The man, who was already terrified, hastily retreated into the corner and shouted in English after the thing in his mouth was removed.

  "Damn it, another foreign language! Doesn't he know that Old Man Zhang hates bird language the most!" Upon hearing the young man's incoherent shouting, Zhang Shun kicked him a few times, which finally made him quiet down a bit.

  "What's this bird language? The young master also speaks foreign languages!" Li Mo, who was covered in black lines on his forehead, kicked Zhang Shun. "Be gentler with me!"

  "Hey, Master, why are you kicking yourself? Ah, I remember, Master can also speak foreign languages! Oh no, I've made a mistake, I shouldn't have compared Master to those barbarians! *laughs nervously* Haha, I didn't mean to say that about you, Master. Your foreign language sounds like the song of an oriole to me!"

  "The oriole is also a bird!" Li Mo kicked Zhang Shun several times, ignoring his grimacing face, and sat down opposite the young man.

  Zhao Long bit his lip hard, not letting himself laugh out loud, and walked to Zhang Shun's side, whispering a sentence in a low voice, "Serves him right." Then he stood behind Li Mo, ready to protect him at any time.

  Knowing that he had flattered to the point of absurdity, Zhang Shun could only turn his head back in disappointment and run to the cabin door to act as a doorman.

  "What's your name? Are you British or French?" Li Mo sat down opposite the man, looking at him carefully. "Damn, the skin bag is not bad, put it in front of the university gate 100 years later, and it will definitely be the first choice for that horse!"

  "Thomas Muir, British, don't get me mixed up with those stupid Frenchmen! To be precise, I'm a British Jew!" The man looked at the young boy in surprise, perhaps not expecting his English to be so fluent, but still sounding very proud when talking about his identity.

  Can't be proud, huh! As the descendants of the so-called "Empire on which the sun never sets", and also being called "the ones who grasp the sheepskin wealth secrets", think about those great names: Einstein, Fleming, Rockefeller, Morgan, Marcus Samuel, Lehman Brothers.

  The heavens, even now in 1889, the Jewish economic black hand still shrouds the entire world!

  However, this arrogance had no effect on Li Mo. It wasn't that he didn't know about the affairs of Jewish people, but rather that in an era of information explosion, he had heard too much and was already somewhat aesthetically fatigued.

  Li Mo's expressionless face continued to ask: "Why was he locked up here?"

  "What about Rudolf?" Thomas replied evasively.

  "It's mine now! This ship is mine!" Pointing upwards, Li Mu was itching for a fight. "You think you can fool me? Just wait and see who'll be crying later!"

  "What? You've got him? Are you pirates?" Hearing Rudolf being caught and the ship gone, thinking of the pirates' cruelty, Thomas became tense again.

  "Don't worry." Li Mian comforted: "Tell me, how did you end up being tied up here?"

  "I'm British, a student! I just wanted to take Rudolph's ship to America, but he cheated me and went to Canada instead. So I hit him and got locked up here. I have no money, please let me go!" Thomas looked at Li with pitiful eyes, hoping to stir the young man's sympathy.

  "Huh?" Li Mu's mouth twitched. "Damn it, can't even make up a decent lie! What's the difference between going to Canada and going to America? Do you think I don't know anything?"

  Li Mo stood up and carefully examined the large warehouse, only to see that it was filled with boxes of all sizes, as well as several mechanical devices whose purpose he couldn't discern. Most surprisingly, there were also two small boilers. He looked at Thomas in confusion and asked: "Oh, I seem to have misunderstood. But Mr. Thomas, can you tell me what these machines are used for?"

  Thomas didn't know that Li had already seen through his lie, although Li's English was fluent, he still believed that these short and ignorant guys with big braids didn't know the relationship between America and Canada. So when he heard Li ask, he hastily said: "I don't know either, maybe it's Rudolph's goods."

  "Ah!" Li Mò let out a long "oh", and his eyes flashed with sharpness. "It seems that the blood hasn't flowed enough! Otherwise, how would these foreigners dare to come and deceive Young Master one by one?" Thinking of this, he immediately waved his hand and began to inspect the cargo in the cabin alone.

  Having received the young master's instructions, Zhao Long didn't waste any words. Mainly because Thomas wouldn't understand what he said anyway, so he didn't bother to waste his breath and directly dragged the latter towards the outside of the cabin.

  Stroking a mechanical device of unknown use, Li Mu's gaze fell on the dozen or so oil drums not far away. As his gaze moved, several boxes in the corner suddenly caught his attention.

  The shape of the box made his heart beat rapidly, because he had seen a box of this shape in the Military History Museum, that was...

  As expected, as the lid of the box was lifted, what appeared before his eyes made Li Mu excited to sing loudly. This thing in front of him had been envied by countless domestic military fans!

  Mauser 1888, still in the rigorous German style, but it opened the curtain of modern rifle history, and can be called a masterpiece in the eyes of military fans.

  Sixty Mausers, plus five big boxes of ammunition and a full barrel of gunpowder. With these treasures, where can't we go?

  "Heavens, you've finally helped me out!" The resentment towards the heavens for letting him cross over dissipated by half at this moment, but the ensuing fog only left Li Mo even more perplexed.

  "What kind of person is this Rudolf, who can get his hands on the Mauser rifle that just appeared not long ago, and these machines? What are they trying to do? Gunpowder can be used to blast mountains and rocks, but must such good guns be used?"

  "No, it's not that simple! These guys are not just mining!" With this thought, Li Mu's heart was like dozens of ants crawling, and he quickly put away his rifle. After instructing Zhang Shun to let no one else in except him, he immediately headed towards the deck.

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