I Go to the High Seas for Fishing But Get Hunted by an Aircraft Carrier Chapter 52: Are You Bargaining for Vegetables?

Zhou Tao recognized him imdiately.

Incredible, it’s really that kid who fished up a body at Jiang City River last night!

...

A few minutes later, Zhou Tao, along with his colleague, twitched the corners of his eyes incessantly after listening to this group of old n swiftly explain the situation.

By now, he was certain that both the pistol and the hand grenade were fished up by that strear nad Ye Chen.

A colleague, dressed in a bomb suit, hurried over: "Captain Zhou, we have confird that it is indeed a lon hand grenade, and the safety pin has been pulled out."

"Due to the detonator being subrged in water for too long, it has been damaged, but we cannot yet confirm if the explosives inside have been affected."

"Based on our assessnt, the hand grenade’s seal is still good. Our recomndation is to carry out a controlled explosion on site!"

Zhou Tao sighed, "It turns out to be a Japanese lon hand grenade, that’s a piece of history right there."

"Alright, you guys are the experts, we’ll follow your advice."

"Carry out the controlled explosion, but be sure to prioritize safety."

"Yes!" the bomb squad mber nodded and then rushed to the scene.

Afterward, Zhou Tao turned his attention to the young man nad Ye Chen.

He jokingly said, "You really have an incredible fate."

"I heard these old tirs say you were worried that our arrival would affect your fishing, so you swung the fishing rod enough to snap the safety pin, right?"

"How addicted to fishing are you..."

"It’s also thanks to your luck, if the detonator hadn’t been damaged, that hand grenade would have gone off because of you!"

Ye Chen scratched his head and seriously said, "That’s just one reason. Mainly, it’s because the hand grenade was too close to everyone, and I was worried it might hurt people."

"Didn’t Sir teach last ti to be a person who contributes to the nation?"

"That’s why, with a fearless spirit, I used the fishing rod to throw the grenade far away."

Zhou Tao, hearing this, showed a face full of disdain and spoke irritably, "Really? Is that so?"

"But you sure hold grudges, don’t you? You even rembered what I said last night."

Ye Chen carelessly responded, "Thanks to your teachings, I’ve kept it in mind."

"Go on, stop bantering with here, show the pistol you fished up," Zhou Tao said.

"Sir, doesn’t this count as voluntarily turning in a weapon? Plus, you ntioned that the hand grenade is an ancient item, is there any reward?"

"Yes." Zhou Tao had already had a taste of Ye Chen’s thick-skinned nature last night.

Ye Chen imdiately perked up, "Really? How much?"

Zhou Tao thought for a mont, then laboriously gestured an eight with his fingers.

"Eighty thousand?"

Ye Chen nearly laughed out loud, another eighty thousand today?

This is way quicker than making money from fishing!

Zhou Tao, predicting Ye Chen’s reaction, gave a wry smile: "As per regulations, if a citizen voluntarily hands over arms, ammunition, or other controlled items, depending on the situation, we may provide a reward."

"Based on the market value, for your handgun, we will reward you six hundred yuan, and for the hand grenade, let’s say two hundred yuan."

"So in total, your reward cos to...eight hundred yuan!"

However, Ye Chen’s next sentence nearly choked Zhou Tao on his own spit.

"Why so little? Then I’d rather not sell."

"Cough cough cough...What did you say?" Zhou Tao thought he had misheard.

"It’s too little money, add so more," Ye Chen extended his hand.

Well now.

Does this kid think this is a flea market? Bargaining with ?

"You’re offering too little, I really worked hard to fish these up!" said Ye Chen with a wrinkled face, looking distressed.

"This..." Zhou Tao thought for a mont, then leisurely said, "You can keep them if you want."

"If anyone privately possesses arms and ammunition, they face up to three years of fixed-term imprisonnt, detention, or criminal detention, and in severe cases, three to seven years..."

"In your case, it won’t be severe, just below three years."

While speaking, Zhou Tao playfully took out handcuffs and said to Ye Chen, "Alright, you can co with later."

"We can also discuss fishing techniques on the road..."

Hearing this, Ye Chen instantly wilted, but still muttered, "Fine, eight hundred it is. Really though."

"But you should at least give a banner or sothing? It would motivate many of us anglers to turn in any arms or grenades we catch in the future."

Listening to Ye Chen’s constant complaints, Zhou Tao felt helpless.

If it weren’t for his decent impression of this kid, Zhou Tao wouldn’t have bothered talking so much with him.

Moreover, although he was dealing with the situation here, his mind was still occupied with the thought of the Water Python.

So Zhou Tao waved his hand: "Do you think anyone else could fish up such bizarre things?"

"If it really is a Japanese small smash-gun pistol, it does have so value, I’ll get you a banner then."

"After talking so much, where’s the pistol? You’ve got to show it to ."

"Alright..." Ye Chen was still sowhat reluctant.

Then, in front of Zhou Tao’s astonished gaze, Ye Chen took the pistol out from the keepnet.

Zhou Tao was flabbergasted!

The item taken out from the keepnet, wasn’t it the renowned "Hand Cannon"?

Apart from the pistol, Zhou Tao also saw sothing lively hopping inside the keepnet... a Water Snake?

Seeing this scene, Zhou Tao was also dumbfounded and couldn’t help but ask, "Are you telling you actually kept the pistol in the keepnet?"

"What’s this Water Snake doing here? Why aren’t there any fish in your keepnet?"

Ye Chen glanced at Zhou Tao, clearly annoyed.

This Sir, does he even know how to talk? Almost called "Air Force Commander"!

As a fisherman, the last thing he wanted to hear was others saying he was air-force (empty of fish).

So, Ye Chen discontentedly said, "Everything I fish up from the water, of course, goes into the keepnet."

As for Zhou Tao questioning where his fish were, Ye Chen chose to avoid answering!

Where would he have fish if he hadn’t caught any?

But as Sir Zhou Tao, of course, he wouldn’t be afraid of snakes.

He squatted down, took the pistol into his hands, examined it for a while, and couldn’t hide his surprised expression.

"This really is a Japanese small smash-gun pistol!"

Just as Zhou Tao finished speaking.

Accompanied by a thunderous "boom", the water at the reservoir stirred up huge waves.

Zhou Tao squinted towards the distant giant splash.

Everyone was right, the hand grenade could still explode!

But after all, it was an artifact from decades ago, its power was much less than the modern hand grenades.

Not long after.

The bomb disposal unit also arrived in front of Zhou Tao and saluted, "Report to Captain Zhou, the hand grenade has been detonated!"