My fishing raft will ask for help.

Chapter 210 Luo Zhiyong: Where is my fishing raft?

Having successfully obtained 350,000 yuan, Zhou Miao's personal savings swelled up once again.

He hadn't given Luo Hao the money for the renovation of Tingtao Fish Raft yet, but it was just a conversion into a food stall, so the cost wasn't that high. It would only cost a few tens of thousands of yuan, and he would only need to pay 70%.

On his way home, Zhou Miao began to think about what he needed most at the moment.

Knowing that he needed to dive to collect sea urchins and search for the shipwreck owner's belongings, he decided to check out the fishing boat when he had some free time in the next few days.

It's really inconvenient to go up and down the fishing boat, and it's also inconvenient to stay overnight; you can only sleep in the open.

If it rains, people can only stand outside and get soaked.

The period around the Lunar New Year was relatively peaceful, with little rain.

After March, the weather will be like a crybaby, never letting up.

In the future, fishing boats will be more convenient for going out to sea, unless there is information about the fishing season, in which case we can go out in a fishing boat to catch a few nets.

Having made up his mind, Zhou Miao planned to go see the boat tomorrow. However, when he returned to the fish raft and found that Luo Hao had not returned yet, and everyone looked unwell, he knew that something must have happened today.

Hearing the approaching boat and seeing that it was him, everyone on the fishing raft stood up, their worried expressions easing slightly, clearly their leader had returned.

"They all look so gloomy. Which Luo Zhiyong came to take revenge?"

Luo Hao sighed: "He didn't show up today, but during the day a group of elderly men and women in their fifties and sixties drove their fishing boats around our fish rafts, disturbing customers from fishing."

"It would be fine if the people were from my village, but they're all from other places, and we can't do anything about it."

"In the end, to appease our customers, we had no choice but to offer them free tickets."

After he finished speaking, Lu Xingyu asked urgently, "Ah Miao, how should we resolve this? Should we ask Brother Zhou to step in?"

"Ah Miao, you didn't already have a plan, did you?" Luo Qianqian paused, looking slightly anxious, when she saw Zhou Miao's calm expression, and became somewhat suspicious.

"In today's society, the other party will simply find various ways to force our operations to shut down. The easiest way is to get a group of elderly people to cause trouble, which won't even help if the police are called."

Zhou Miao nodded and sat down in the chair.

"I was already thinking about it when Luo Zhiyong left yesterday. I originally planned to secretly retaliate and see who could outlast whom."

"But this also causes us a lot of losses, most importantly affecting our online reviews and future business."

"So we need to take care of things once and for all tomorrow."

"Alright, do this tomorrow..."

Zhou Miao shared his idea with the others, and Luo Hao and the others' eyes lit up as they listened, all nodding in agreement.

It was getting late, and after finishing their business, Luo Hao and Lu Xingyu each took their small boats back home.

Luo Qianqian is going back with her today; she can't stay here every day.

Zhou Miao turned off the lights and went back to the cabin to rest with Lu Xiaoxiao.

At two in the morning, after taking a drag of his cigarette, he glanced at Lu Xiaoxiao, who was fast asleep from exhaustion, and then quietly got up and left the cabin.

Upon arriving at the tool shed, Zhou Miao changed into a diving suit, put on a diving headlamp and a sharp dagger, and carried a compressed air cylinder on his back.

He quietly entered the water from this side of the fish raft and swam towards Luo Zhiyong's fish raft.

A distance of a few hundred meters is easily achievable for him now.

In the dead of night, the entire group of fish rafts was very quiet.

Occasionally, a few shops would have their lights on and customers fishing at night, but Zhou Miao would always walk around them from a distance.

He didn't stop until he reached the outermost part of the northeastern side of the entire fish raft complex.

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The third fish raft from the north, on the outermost side, belongs to Luo Zhiyong's family.

His family's fish raft is quite large, probably around two thousand square meters.

But the fish raft was pitch black at the time, and there wasn't a soul in sight.

Clearly, given Luo Zhiyong's personality, he wouldn't be content to stay and guard the fish raft.

Zhou Miao was right. At that moment, the other party was having a great time with some friends in a shopping mall in the city.

He went forward, found the cable securing the fish raft, and picked up a dagger to cut it.

The cable, about the thickness of a slender young girl's wrist, was difficult to cut with just a dagger.

Fortunately, Zhou Miao was strong and fast, and he quickly and repeatedly cut the cable with the dagger, severing it in less than two minutes.

The breakage of one cable has little impact on the fish raft, but as the securing cables are cut one after another, the originally stable fish raft begins to sway with the waves.

Fortunately, the wind and waves were not too strong today, so there was still no news.

After swimming around the fishing raft, when the last cable was cut, the raft suddenly became like a wild horse, out of control, and began to slowly move with the waves.

As for whether it bumped into someone else's fish raft or was pushed somewhere else, Zhou Miao couldn't be bothered to care.

He's already speeding back along the underwater path, waiting to see the excitement tomorrow.

The wind wasn't strong, so the fish rafts weren't moving very fast.

But after a few hours, the fish rafts have traveled quite a distance.

When Zhou Miao returned to the fishing raft, his diving suit was gone, buried along with the dagger in the mud and sand on the seabed.

If an inspection comes, his wet wetsuit will be hard to explain, since he's been busy with a fishing competition these past few days and has no reason to go diving.

As for the diving knife as evidence, let alone that, we can just go to the club and get a new one when we have time.

Zhou Miao did bring back the compressed air cylinder and headlamp. He wiped them clean with a cloth, and they dried completely in a while. He couldn't find anything wrong with them even if he wanted to check.

......

The next morning at eight o'clock, Luo Zhiyong was woken up by a phone call. When he heard that the fish raft was gone, he was completely stunned.

We hurried to the fish raft pier and sailed to the original location of the fish raft, only to find it completely empty, without even a bird's feather in sight.

"No, where's my fishing raft? Where's my huge fishing raft?"

"I don't know, Brother Yong. I came here this morning and found that the fish raft was gone. I quickly searched the surrounding area, but I couldn't find anything." Luo Zhiyong's henchman said with a mournful face.

Now that the fishing rafts are gone, will he still be able to easily earn five thousand dollars a month?

He wasn't crying because Luo Zhiyong's fishing raft was gone, but because he was crying because his easy job was gone.

"Brother Yong, it must have been the owner of the Xuan Gui Fish Raft that did it. Let's go find him."

"Where's the evidence!"

Luo Zhiyong glared at his henchman, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

He also suspected Zhou Miaoqian, since Zhou Miaoqian had arranged for some people to disrupt other people's businesses yesterday, and now his own fishing raft was gone—what a coincidence!

A decade or two ago, he would have gathered his brothers and gone to their door demanding an explanation; who cared about evidence?

But that won't work now, because he has a criminal record.

Making small moves is fine, but if he incites a crowd to cause trouble, he'll be locked up and never get out, no matter what connections he has.

After all, he doesn't have much money right now and can't afford to bribe anyone.

"Let's go, let's call the police first."

After finishing his cigarette, Luo Zhiyong had made his decision.