The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb! Chapter 203 - 204: So What If You Have a Wrench?

Perhaps others do not know what those human skins are about, but Captain Jack definitely knows.

And I can see that he is nervous about their existence. It’s not that I care about what they are; I just want to confirm their power.

I took Guan Hai to the restaurant. The team leader and others each have a walkie-talkie to report any situation. The team leader has already heard about the storeroom incident.

"What are they up to?" the team leader asked.

"They escaped," I pointed at the chain on the restaurant door, "I have sothing to ask Captain Jack."

The team leader took out a key and unlocked the chain lock. Guan Hai pulled the door open for . The people inside heard the commotion at the door and all looked over. As I walked in, their eyes were all on .

Captain Jack is the person in charge of this fishing boat. He had previously considered the crew’s emotions and agreed to throw to the Sea Demon. I completely understand his feelings.

But now, we are the ones in control of this ship. I do not care how his emotionally fragile crew will react.

"Those things wearing human skins have shed their skins and escaped. They can move through the ventilation system. Who knows who their next target is?"

I didn’t address anyone specifically, speaking to everyone in the restaurant, gauging their reactions as I spoke.

Apart from Captain Jack and his bodyguard, everyone else seed confused. Besides confusion, there was also tension in the face of the unknown situation.

Captain Jack and his bodyguard were also tense, but their tension lacked confusion. Their eyes told they knew exactly why they were tense.

Captain Jack suddenly stood up from his seat, looked around at the crew, and forced himself to remain calm:

"Miss Leng, I know this ship very well. If there’s any problem, we can discuss it in the office."

"Of course, we can discuss it in the office, but when we return, how many people will still be alive here?" I paused and smiled, saying:

"You should know that there are quite a few of them, and they need a lot of human skins."

I spoke in Chinese, and the team leader beside translated my words to the crew. As expected, they looked at the captain in fear.

With their timid deanor, I can guess Captain Jack must have hidden the fact that there are skin-stealing creatures on board.

The reactions from both sides have already told the whole story. Seeing that I have no intention of downplaying or dismissing the matter, Captain Jack played it deep, sitting back in his chair in silence.

One crew mber, with an impatient nature, stood up and loudly questioned him about what was happening. Is there really a monster on board that skins people?

I replied for him: "Yes, and they have already discarded their old skins. If we don’t find them, anyone could beco the supplier of new skins."

This was, of course, to scare them. Just because they move around in human skins doesn’t an they will definitely seek another target. Perhaps they aren’t that capable. In the lab, besides using guns, they hadn’t used any other lethal moves.

But the crew, unaware of the truth, easily believed my words. Unable to sit still, they all stood up to question Captain Jack, asking what was really on board.

The mascot’s arm is also part of the monster, but it cannot move on its own and poses no threat to people.

anwhile, the skinning monsters can move through ventilation vents, and their routes are all in areas out of human sight.

This made the crew extrely uneasy. The ventilation system is spread throughout the ship’s cabin, and they can appear anywhere, ambushing people.

Captain Jack looked at , his expression visibly easing. The crew’s emotions were becoming increasingly unstable. They were too easily dominated by fear. I honestly don’t understand why Captain Jack would choose to take such a group out to sea.

"Alright, I know where they are," Captain Jack finally spoke.

He got up and walked toward , still unwilling, and said with a hint of resentnt: "You’re going to get fired."

I was surprised: "Just fired? I thought you would lose your life."

I destroyed the laboratory, killed the laboratory staff, and the dical personnel shed their skins and ran. The fishing boat was taken over by us. Such a major incident happened during the mission executed by Captain Jack. If ’Shield’ only fires him for this, they are treating their employees too kindly—I might even want to change jobs.

"Lose my life? No, I’m still of use to them; they won’t take my life," Captain Jack said confidently.

Before leaving the restaurant, he turned to the crew and said: "Don’t worry, those things need to replenish the K-elent and won’t run about."

His reassurance slightly eased the crew’s emotions, but they still had deep worry in their eyes.

Captain Jack led down to the bottom-most level of the fishing boat, where there was a space beneath the cell.

This space was filled with stagnant water, connected to the outside by only a small hatch. Even a small person would have to crouch to get through.

The water inside was clearly not seawater. Captain Jack opened the hatch for to see, "There are ventilation ducts inside as well; they must be hiding here."

This place was like a water reservoir, with a narrow staircase inside the hatch, similar to those in indoor swimming pools.

The water inside was very turbid, with only two levels of the stair exposed above the water, the waves brushing against the tal steps as the ship rocked.

I leaned my head inside to look, but unfortunately couldn’t see clearly. At that mont, I suddenly felt a blow to the back of my head.

The blow was quite hard. Seeing that I didn’t fall from one hit, the attacker struck twice, thrice more...

I turned back, raising my arm to grasp the assailant’s wrist.

"Is breaking a bone this hard?" I exerted a little force, and with a ’crack,’ the assailant’s wrist bone broke in response.

Captain Jack imdiately let out a screaming like a pig being slaughtered. I grabbed his collar and dragged him to the hatch, pressing his head towards the water beneath the stairs.

"No, no, help! No—" His head hadn’t even touched the water yet, and he was already screaming so miserably. It seems he is truly afraid of this water.

I dragged him back and stomped on his other arm until it broke. Since the space below was narrow, just the two of us were in this bottom-most ship cabin, while Guan Hai waited at the staircase entrance on the upper level.

Hearing Captain Jack’s screams, he imdiately rushed down, and I hurriedly stopped him: "Guan Hai, go get Lu Xiaodao. I’m fine."

Guan Hai acknowledged, then quickly ran off. After a while, Lu Xiaodao ca running, seemingly thinking sothing had happened.

"Fuqu, what’s happening?" Lu Xiaodao shouted from the staircase.

"Take a look at the ventilation ducts on the upper level and see if you can seal off the ventilation ducts or pipes on this lower level. Make sure it’s watertight." I said with a cold smile, staring at Captain Jack, who was curled up on the ground in pain and sweating profusely.

"Got it." Lu Xiaodao did not say much and imdiately went to check the upper-level ventilation ducts.

I closed the hatch below again. Its sealing was excellent, completely watertight.

I found an object to jam the door handle, so even if there was soone inside, they wouldn’t be able to open this door.