Chapter 205: Method

The sounds of "Kacha", "Kacha" and "Kacha" bullets sounded continuously, and the Narwhal crew gathered together with nervous expressions.
The atmosphere on the ship began to burn up. Of course, those who ate on the sea knew what the meaning of the compass was modified. On the sea where there is no starry sky, the compass is the only prop to confirm the position of the ship.
If this thing has been manipulated, it means that any data they currently record at this time is wrong, and they are lost.
What's more terrifying at sea than things in water is losing direction, which means that the whole ship has become an iron coffin.
"Deep Bandage, James, Linda, Audrick..." Charles, with a solemn expression, took the diary and quickly compared the crew members according to the above record.
The number of his crew was not one more or one less. After reporting their duties to each other, there was no imposter among the crew.
Under the leadership of the captain, everyone began to follow the aisle of the Narwhal, and the doors of the rooms began to look for the enemy.
The entire ship of the Narwhal sailing on the sea is a closed space, unless the guy jumps into the sea to commit suicide, otherwise, he can't escape anywhere.
The crew looked through boxes and cabinets, not even letting go of the most edge corners.
But when the space of all the rooms was found to one side, Charles and the others did not find any abnormalities.
Charles felt very confused. The compass was moved by someone, but there was no one on the boat. Could this guy really be invisible?
Charles walked to the empty deck and raised his head and asked loudly: "Man, have you recently found someone climbing up from the sea and then jumping into the sea?"
If it is said that there is a sense of avoidance for the crew of the other party, then the Narwhal as a living steamship, the other party will definitely not be wary, maybe it can know something.
A rope was twisted around like a snake, it stood upright and swayed from side to side in front of Charles, showing that it didn't know.
At this time, Lily ran out with a large group of mice and turned white again. It looked up at Charles, "Mr. Charles, my friend looked to the side where the mice can get in, but didn’t find it. What's wrong."
Seeing this, Charles's heart sank involuntarily, and even Narwhal and Lily didn't notice any abnormalities. What did it do? This is really puzzling.
The situation fell into a stalemate for a while. If the person cannot be found, the current position cannot be confirmed. If the current position cannot be confirmed, the Narwhal will really be trapped at sea forever.
All the crew held their breath and cast their eyes on the captain. This situation is the time to test the captain's experience. Any word of the captain may bring everyone into the abyss.
Charles touched his chin and wandered for a while, weighed his words and said: "After coming to the sea of ​​mist, everyone who has touched the steering wheel will stand up."
Dip, the bandage, and a familiar sailor came forward.
Charles asked them: "Recall, in your memory, when is the useful time of the compass?"
The compass is frequently used when sailing, and the magnet in the compass should not be left for too long, otherwise the crew will definitely notice it.
"I." Dip, who was a little ugly on his face, said: "The morning shift was my class three days ago. I turned a 20-degree angle at that time. I remember it clearly. At that time, the compass was useful. ."
"Three days ago...it should have been in a hurry, all three of you come here." Charles rushed into the cockpit and stared at the messy chart on the wall.
After making a quick calculation on the board next to him with a pencil, he poked hard with his pen at a point in the course of the Narwhal.
"This place is where the Narwhal was located three days ago. There have been no storms on the sea these days. Our error should not be too far. As long as we retreat to this position, we may be able to find the original path."
Although if you really want to do this, it is clear that the plan of the gods' curse will be temporarily shelved, but these are trivial things to get through this crisis.
"The captain...change... the compass... guy...what to do? He might...maybe...still on the ship..." the bandage asked slowly.
"This is easy to handle, regardless of whether it will be invisible or what it has. Then, the kitchen, the water tank, and the fuel depot will be watched around the clock. Since he is showing his feet, it is much easier to beware. There is Lily’s mouse, unless he keeps hiding, otherwise as long as he comes out, we will definitely be able to catch him."
With the plan made by the captain, the crew quickly acted. Regardless of the method, it is better to have a way than no way. The Narwhal began to turn around and start anti-voyage according to the agreed plan.
At this time, Lily's mice came in handy. They were scattered around, spreading across the ship like cameras. As long as there were any abnormalities in the ship, they would immediately scream and call the police.
Day by day, the panic on the ship calmed down, and the Narwhal returned to calm again.
In the pitch-black sea, the Narwhal was sailing on its own.
Three days later, Charles looked nervously at the sea outside the glass window. According to normal circumstances, the Narwhal has now returned to its previous position, but without a reference, he does not know whether it has arrived or not.
At this moment, he secretly remembered in his heart that he must take down the relics that can be located at sea in the future. This feeling of being completely helpless after losing coordinates at sea is really too uncomfortable.
Dip, with gloves on his hands and a funny dome hat on his head, walked in with an iron cup.
As he spoke ~EbookFREE.me~ white air came out of his mouth. "Captain, the weather is getting colder and colder. I asked the chef to make you hot apple soup."
Charles gave the wheel to his captain. He took the cup and sat on the stool, leaning his mouth against the edge of the cup and took a breath.
The fruity soup with the aroma of apple went down his esophagus, and his cold body was much more comfortable.
While drinking the soup, Charles thought about all the recent events.
I can think of using a magnet to affect the magnetic force of the compass. Obviously, that kind of thing has wisdom, but there is one thing Charles can't figure out what the other party's purpose is.
If it wants to trap the entire Narwhal to death on the sea, then it can only be buried with everyone.
In the past few days, neither the rat nor the crew found any abnormalities. Could it be that the guy really jumped into the sea and committed suicide? ?
"Captain, why don't you go back to sleep, you basically haven't had much rest these days." Dip persuaded from the side.