Binjiang Police Affairs
Chapter 118 - 102 Those Close to Vermilion Are Reddish_2

Chapter 118: Chapter 102 Those Close to Vermilion Are Reddish_2

Han Yu removed his gloves, pulled out his walkie-talkie from his coat pocket, and shouted, "Captain Wang, Captain Wang, this is Salted Fish, please respond if you receive this."

"Received, go ahead."

"Today, the power installation company is coming to connect electricity, we need to tow the dunship to the riverbank. It’s not yet eight, we’ll prepare the vehicle at nine and set sail punctually at nine-thirty."

"Received, received, prepare the vehicle at nine, set sail at nine-thirty."

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang, this is Salted Fish, please respond if you receive this."

"Received, received, what’s the matter?"

"Today the power installation company is coming to connect electricity, we need to tow the dunship to the riverbank, preparing to set sail at nine-thirty, and should pass through the lock around nine-fifty. Please give the ship lock a heads-up."

"Got it, I’ll head to the ship lock after I finish breakfast."

"And while you are at it, could you ask Master Zhou if he has time? Our ship is large, and we need to conduct construction at the riverbank; we can’t be without a ship guard."

"Okay, I’ll talk to them."

The waterways and ships near the ship lock are managed by the Port Supervision Station of the Linghai County Transportation Bureau.

Once past the ship lock, whether it is the main stream or tributaries in the Yangtze River area, they are all under the jurisdiction of Binjiang Changjiang Port and Navigation Supervision Bureau.

Dragging the dunship to the riverside means 001 and 002 enter the Yangtze River, allowing the Third Port Patrol Law Enforcement Team to "open for business".

Han Xiangning did not want to wait alone in Bailong Port. She immediately went over to lock the dormitory door and looked up, shouting, "Salted Fish, I need to report to the leaders; I’ll go to your office to make a phone call first."

"Go ahead; we’re also heading back soon."

"After the call, I need to go to the post office to ask if they can help us install the telephone this afternoon."

"Sister Xiang Ning, while you’re at it, please ask for Director Yu as well. Director Yu also needs a phone installed; the initial installation fee has been paid long ago."

"Okay, would you mind lending me the light motorcycle? It’s too far to walk."

These sisters couldn’t resist the charm of the light motorcycle.

Every time Zhang Lan came over, regardless of whether there was an issue, she would take the keys and ride the small motorcycle for a spin.

Director Xu’s wife, Sister Wei, also liked the light motorcycle, even requisitioning it for a whole day yesterday.

The sister studying below wasn’t much better; the day before yesterday, the moment she arrived, she insisted on learning how to ride the light motorcycle.

Fortunately, the director knew the motorcycle needed fuel and obtained a few oil tickets from Bailong Port filling station. Otherwise, their meager salaries wouldn’t cover the fuel for their indulgence.

Everyone wanted a ride; initially, Han Yu was somewhat reluctant.

Now he thought differently; after all, the vehicle wasn’t bought with his money, more users meant he didn’t need to spend his own money on gas, and he readily agreed: "The bike is in the canteen, the keys are in the ignition, the road is slippery, so drive slowly."

"I know, don’t worry."

Han Xiangning chuckled, put on her gloves, and carefully walked down from the dunship.

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At nine-thirty in the morning, 001 set sail on time.

When Old Zhang returned from the ship lock, he intentionally bought a bunch of firecrackers at Bailong Port. Along with Old Qian, they set off half of them at the small pier behind the Police Station and moved the rest onto the ship to be set off once they reached the riverbank.

The leaders at the ship lock management office continued with 002, escorting 001 and the dunship.

Captain Wang piloted 001, turning it around at Cha Port north of the shipyard.

Boss Wu gathered six workers onto the dunship, following Han Yu’s direction.

After Captain Wang maneuvered 001 into position at the shipyard’s small pier, six or seven people together tied the ropes, then stood with bamboo poles on both sides of the dunship to prevent collisions with other ships waiting to pass through the lock; after all, compared to other ships, the dunship was indeed quite large.

The leadership at the ship lock management office was very helpful, clearing the lock chamber early.

Standing on the second deck of the dunship, Han Yu watched as 001 slowly towed the dunship out of the lock chamber, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Finally, into the Yangtze River!

Old Zhang, looking at the rolling Yangtze waters and the snow-covered riverbanks, felt a deep sense of emotion.

Old Liu from Bailong Port Police Station rushed to the dunship at the passenger terminal upon hearing the news, raising his walkie-talkie and asking, "Old Zhang, Salted Fish, moving house without a heads-up, so we could come over and set off fireworks for you!"

"We’ve already set them off; save your firecrackers for our inauguration ceremony."

"That works; once you’re set up, we’ll come and have a look."

"Alright, it should be soon."

Old Zhang put down his walkie-talkie and turned to ask, "Salted Fish, has Captain Wang passed by? Our base is on the west side."

Han Yu walked to the corner, looked back, and explained, "No, he hasn’t passed. Our dunship is heavy and drafts deep, and this area of the waterway is naturally shallow and narrow. Moreover, it is the dry season now; it’s not easy to turn around here, so we need to go ahead and turn."

"Why do we need to turn around? The dunship looks the same from both left and right sides, and there are big signs on both sides."