Chapter 3The Girl Who Cried Pirate

But fifteen minutes later, after the speedboats rushed to the location, they found nothing.

I was burning with anxiety.

Before escaping into the utility room, I set an electronic lock on the yacht. Without the password, it couldn't be driven away.

Where did the yacht go? Where did the pirates go?

Immediately after, we searched the nearby waters for a while, still finding nothing.

Just then, Uncle suddenly received a call.

After hanging up, his face was terrifyingly gloomy. Pointing at me, he scolded.

"I knew you were lying. Your dad just called and said there were no pirates at all! Everything was directed and acted by you three!"

"Now, your dad has already taken your mom and brother back on the yacht! Nothing happened!"

"Harper, you went to such lengths, even fabricating the danger of your relatives to act, aren't you afraid karma will hit you one day?"

"I'm so disappointed in you! Cici is more like a daughter of the family!"

My head exploded with a boom.

"I didn't lie, I really didn't lie..."

But before I could explain, Uncle kicked me off the speedboat, saying coldly.

"Since you love acting so much, then soak in the seawater and reflect on yourself!"

With that, he was about to drive the speedboat away.

Just then, I saw something floating on the sea not far away.

Swimming over to look, I was struck by lightning.

It was actually my brother's severed arm!

The little alligator tattoo on the wrist was done by me. I couldn't mistake it!

I swam over quickly, ignoring my fear, hugging the severed arm, confirming again and again.

Finally, although I didn't want to admit it, I was almost certain this was my brother's arm.

At this moment, I couldn't control myself and screamed, tears mixed with seawater flowing down my face.

In my freshman year, I suddenly became obsessed with tattoos and wanted to practice on my brother's arm.

Luke refused. Finally, unable to beat my persistence, he only instructed me to tattoo something cool.

Seeing the cute little alligator I tattooed on his wrist, he laughed and cried.

"What is this thing? It doesn't match my tough guy image."

"Besides, where do alligators have green eyes? Isn't this a joke?"

I explained patiently.

"Alligators are so cool, just like you."

"Besides, the alligator's eyes see the river water, and the river reflects the color of trees and grass, so of course they are green."

"I guarantee, this tattoo is unique in the world, no duplicates."

Hearing me say he was cool and unique, Luke was immediately happy, saying seeing the tattoo would be like seeing him.

Even if his appearance changed, the tattoo wouldn't. Unexpectedly, it became a prophecy.

Uncle was about to leave, but was attracted by my scream.

Seeing the severed arm in my arms, he immediately frowned and ordered other soldiers to search nearby.

Sure enough, not long after, someone found a jacket nearby.

And that jacket was bought by Uncle for Mom this summer.

Uncle's brows furrowed even tighter.

He hesitated, then asked.

"You really didn't lie? My sister and your brother really met pirates?"

I laughed and cried.

"How many times do I have to say it for you to believe?"

"This arm is my brother's! I tattooed this myself, I absolutely wouldn't mistake it!"

"I don't expect you to save them anymore, because they might already be dead."

But what I didn't understand was, I clearly called the Coast Guard and reported the coordinates. Even if Uncle didn't come, they should have been able to save Mom and Luke.

But now, not only were Mom and Luke missing, even the yacht and pirates were gone.

If not for Luke's arm and Mom's jacket, I would almost think I was just dreaming.

But the arm reminded me constantly, this was not a dream.

Hearing this, Uncle dialed Dad's number again.

This time, he put it on speaker.

As soon as the call connected, Dad's impatient voice came through.

"What now? Didn't I tell you? There are no pirates. Your sister and nephew have returned home. What else do you want to ask?"

Uncle hesitated for a while, then asked back.

"Richard, you weren't with them, how do you know they returned?"

Dad choked.

"I just know. Ah, stop asking, I have other things to do. Hanging up."

With that, before Uncle could speak, Dad hung up.

But this time, Uncle didn't seem to believe him. Instead, he called for more reinforcements.

He even planned to use drones to search the entire sea area.

But the area was too large. Night was falling; there wasn't enough time.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered my spare phone was still in the cabin. Maybe it could be tracked.

Sure enough, Uncle immediately located the yacht based on my phone.

Following the yacht's location, we immediately drove the speedboats there.

On the way, Uncle's soldier thoughtfully took off his jacket for me to keep warm. Uncle's eyes also held some guilt.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, not knowing whether to resent him.

I knew he had a sister complex. In his eyes, no one was more important than my mom.

I remembered a girlfriend he had before, who was dumped by Uncle just because she gave my mom attitude.

Even I was arguably less important to him than my mom.

So, him not believing me and refusing to help earlier wasn't intentional. He was misled.

Right now, he was probably more annoyed than I was.