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The moment the firecrackers went off, Wu Wentao felt a chill run through him. This meant that the wedding was proceeding as planned, and it also indicated that Jasmine had not relayed the message to Song Jiu. There was no need to think too hard about the reason; Jasmine must have encountered some misfortune. Otherwise, Song Jiu would never have ignored his warning.
The island was neither too big nor too small. Two hours earlier, Wu Wentao had arrived at the rocky outcrop behind the island on a lifeboat. As expected, the guards who were supposed to be stationed there had vanished without a trace. The small cabin built among the trees behind the rocks was empty—no bodies, no bloodstains—only a lingering scent of blood in the air. The intruders were professionals; they left no traces behind. If it weren't for Wu Wentao, any other personnel on duty would have likely missed something unusual. Clearly, their goal was to silently eliminate the lookout without leaving any clues, achieving what everyone knew was their objective.
Wu Wentao did not linger at the cabin for long. It connected to a path leading to the cemetery, and reaching the Coast Living Area involved traversing a particularly treacherous forested area. If he turned back from here, he might run into enemies lying in ambush. Outnumbered and outmatched, Wu Wentao dared not take such risks. Instead, he circled around the rocks and returned to the lifeboat, planning to head directly toward the lighthouse.
He had no doubts about the identity of the intruder; aside from his old partner, he couldn't think of anyone else who would have a reason to be here. However, this assumption puzzled him as well. Following and tracking someone wasn't uncommon, especially since Industrial Park had let a live one go and the district laboratory had been destroyed. Kenny would certainly not let things rest easily. But how had she found this place? The sea surface was different from land, and they had just endured a fierce storm. It seemed almost impossible that she could have tracked them down.
Moreover, Wu Wentao felt somewhat unfamiliar with his old partner's methods. This island relied on its geographical advantages; in reality, it lacked any significant armed forces. The deployment of guards on the island showed that it was merely a Survivor refuge with almost no combat capability. According to his partner's usual style, she should have stormed onto the island with overwhelming force, casting a shadow over it with blood and fire. Yet this time her approach was unusually cautious.
Methodically eliminating sentries and meticulously covering her tracks—did she really think this place was a military base that required such caution against a group of civilians?
Wu Wentao examined the body of the lookout; aside from the water temperature, it seemed that the guard had been dead for over two hours. During that time frame, most of the island would still be asleep. If she had acted decisively then, a large portion of them might have perished in their dreams. Yet she hadn't done so; now it appeared she had missed an excellent opportunity to take them all out and left them some breathing room.
With these questions in mind, Wu Wentao silently approached the lighthouse area. At that moment, dawn had yet to break; the light in the lighthouse window still shone brightly, but there were no vessels in sight on the calm sea.
Wu Wentao hesitated, unsure of what to do next. The lighthouse offered excellent visibility; if its guards weren’t blind, they would surely notice any danger ahead of time. After much contemplation, Old Wu decided to slow down and wait for Song Jiu and the others to arrive.
At that moment, Wu Wentao even felt an illusion creeping over him; perhaps he was being overly sensitive or still haunted by Kenny's shadow. Searching for an unnamed island in this vast sea was like looking for a needle in a haystack—it could very well be another Survivor group after all. Regardless, once Song Jiu and his team arrived and took a look around, he would be able to dispel his uneasy thoughts.
However, instead of waiting for people to arrive, he heard firecrackers ringing out.
To Wu Wentao's ears, the celebratory sound of firecrackers was akin to a war horn signaling the start of battle. He couldn't even be sure if what echoed through the dust at that moment was firecrackers or gunfire.
Wu Wentao thought of Huihui and decisively abandoned the ship, gritting his teeth as he rushed toward the lighthouse with the heavy machine gun in his arms. The wooden door of the lighthouse was slightly ajar, and the light from the window still shone onto the sea surface. Wu Wentao slipped inside and looked up at the ladder, which was meant for celebration and festivity. However, with so many people around, it was inevitable that there would be a mix of fish and dragons. Just moments ago, while trying to squeeze out, he had been inexplicably groped a few times, leaving him both angry and frustrated, yet he could only curse silently in his heart.
"I'll go take a look. It's already this late," Luo Yu said as he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. "Once I get in, Yuan An and the others will make things difficult. Jin Bo is the only one who can handle it."
"What about Lao Cao and Old Dai?" Luci blinked her eyes anxiously. "They are strong and sturdy; they should be able to break through."
"They're preparing at the venue; they should be done soon," Luo Yu said, shielding his eyes from the sun as he looked toward the coast. Cao Zheng was pulling a bright banner up the yacht's flagpole, which read Jiao Ziqian and Ying Dou Dou with a large heart drawn in between. The banner fluttered in the wind, looking quite impressive.
"Let's wait a bit; we need to catch our breath," Song Yao said, fanning herself with her hand as she glanced around and chuckled. "Let them work hard; we'll go over to Sister Jia's place for some food. I'm starving."
"That's exactly what I was thinking," Luci said with a mischievous grin as the four girls linked arms and ran toward the smoke rising from the cafeteria.
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