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Qin Feng said: "He...he didn't want me...we were caught by Huang...Huang Langdeng."

Tang Ren said, "You mean he wants to make meritorious service?"

"No...I...I suspect...he...he is related to the big gold robbery. This...doing this...is...to paralyze us, to deceive...to gain our trust."

"Damn, you think too badly of people."

"This... this is called caution."

Not long after the boat arrived, the two rushed to the pier only to find that it was a small broken boat bound for Equatorial Guinea, with African refugees on it.

Tang Ren was worried that he would die on the way, so he had to compromise in the end and chose to stay and solve the case.

On the other side, Lin Yue did not expect that the note he left would be over-interpreted by Qin Feng. Of course, even if he knew the thoughts of those two people, he would not make any excuses. The purpose of sending the note to Axiang was very simple, just to get close to her, because her help was needed for the subsequent plan.

On the afternoon of the third day, Lin Yue went to the Grand Palace.

As the most famous tourist attraction in Bangkok, a large number of tourists from all over the world gather here every day. The Grand Palace was first built in 1782. It has been continuously repaired and expanded by successive kings. So far, the total area has reached 210,000 square meters. The entire building complex is magnificent and magnificent. , which brings together the essence of Thai architecture, painting, sculpture, and decorative art, even if you take a quick look at it, it will take almost half a day.

With Lin Yue’s income level in China, not to mention enjoying a happy holiday in Southeast Asia, taking his relatives to the underwater world has to squeeze his wallet, and make a budget according to the abundance. Now that he can "travel with public funds", how can he not make good use of it? reason.

In the evening, he came out of the Grand Palace and called Brother Bei, telling them the whereabouts of the van that was originally parked in the underground parking lot of Haitian Building, and asked the three of them to focus on other places and not disturb Qin Feng and Tang Ren looked for clues.

After finishing the work, I took a stroll, ate some local delicacies, and experienced the famous horse killing chicken and dragon tendons, and fell asleep when I returned home at about 10:30.

Before dawn on the fourth day, he left the house and drove to the gate of a community not far from Chinatown.

The rays of the sun spread across the sky, and when the morning light waved away the night, he blocked the way of the two of them.

Tang Ren froze for a moment when he saw the face exposed behind the car window. Just as Qin Feng was about to drag him to flee for his life, Lin Yue threw the document package that he had prepared earlier in the morning.

"The things you want. By the way, there is also a police officer's card inside, which may be used when investigating the clues of the case."

Qin Feng opened the zipper of the document bag and flipped through the contents: "You...how do you know that I...we need these things?"

It contains Songpa's detailed information and his consumption list for the past six months, as well as a black USB flash drive.

"What... what's in it?"

"A copy of the surveillance video at the entrance of the Songpa Workshop."

Tang Ren looked like a ghost, and thought to himself, what is the origin of this kid, why is he like the roundworm in their stomach?

"You...how did you know that we need these materials?" He stuttered a bit.

Lin Yue smiled at them, killed the steering wheel with his right hand, drove the Honda around in a circle, and left the community where Kuntai lived.

Tang Ren looked at the rear of the car and said, "What does he mean?"

"No... I don't know."

"Didn't you say he was trying to paralyze us? The real goal is the gold? Why don't you know?"

Qin Feng blinked, looking very dazed.

Last night, Tony let the two of them play hard to get. Today, it is too radical to copy the murder information to them. The key point is to put the police officer's ID in the file bag.

"But...maybe he knows...knows that the gold is not with us. Wants...want us to help...help him find the gold."

Tang Ren raised his middle finger at him: "Damn, you can always find a reason."

"Go, find... find a place with... a computer." Qin Feng transferred the things related to the case to his backpack, and threw the document package Tony threw into the trash can.

"It's a nice bag, why did you lose it?"

"I... I'm afraid there's... a tracker in there."

"Persecution paranoia, you."

Lin Yue had already prepared the materials, so they naturally didn't need to threaten Kuntai for help, and there was no reason to make a big fuss at the Chinatown Police Station. However, Huang Langdeng, Kuntai and others were scolded by the chief because it had been five years since Songpa's death was discovered. In a few days, dozens of people from all over the world didn't even touch the suspect's buttocks.

On the other hand, Qin Feng rushed to the Lucky Cafe to do research by researching Songpa's consumption records, and when he locked in on the female middle school student Si Nuo who lived in the opposite apartment building, Lin Yue came to Ye Shanghai Bar.

The lighting in the hall is very ambiguous, the walls are covered with posters of singers from the 1980s and 1990s, the roof is hung with colorful lights and colored paper, even the load-bearing columns are wrapped, and the side facing the stage is pasted with a symbol of festive Fuwa.

The bar counter is very large, and the cabinets are filled with all kinds of drinks. The four corners are surrounded by LED light strings, and it is matched with many Han Chinese-style decorations. It looks bright and a little hot on the eyes.

There is an iron shelf in the middle of the stage, on which are the four light box characters of "Happy Today" in traditional Chinese, next to it is a karaoke table and real trees and fake flowers, and the retro disc microphone has the taste of the past.

Lin Yue came earlier, and there were only three booths in the lobby where three men in their forties were drinking with their girlfriends in their arms. A young man was sitting in front of the bar, talking to the bartender.

He took a seat, and the waiter in a vest and trousers came over and asked him what he wanted to drink.

"A glass of Glenfiddich."

The waiter nodded, left a "please wait", turned and left.

Soon, there was an extra square glass on the table in front of the booth, and the amber wine lightly hit the ice cube in the middle, creating a circle of ripples.

Lin Yue took a sip from his cup and squinted his eyes towards the stage.

An old song is playing on TV, Han Baoyi's version of "The Past Can Only Be Reminisced".

Time passes and never returns.

The past can only be recalled.

Recalling the bamboo horse green plum in childhood.

The childhood sweethearts accompany each other day and night.

The spring breeze blows the stamens red again.

You have also added a new year.

You're going to change your mind like time is turning back.

I only cuddle together in my dreams.

...

At this time, the black shadow flickered, and there was a person in front of him, followed by a scent of fruity and sandalwood.

It's Ah Xiang.

She was wearing a mature and sexy floral skirt inside, and a silk robe outside, her hair was combed to the left shoulder, and a golden pendant was faintly visible under her fair neck.

Compared with the night before, his makeup is more refined. His delicate oval face is a little rosy, and there are two shallow pear dimples next to it. On the thin and straight bridge of the nose is a pair of talking eyes.