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

Tang Ren said: "You mean he wants to make meritorious deeds on his own?"

"No...I...I suspect...he...he is related to the gold robbery. This...is...is...to paralyze us and deceive...to gain our trust."

"Damn, you think so bad of people."

"This...this is called caution."

Not long after the boat arrived, the two of them rushed to the dock and found that it was a small broken boat bound for Equatorial Guinea, with African refugees in the water on it.

Tang Ren was worried that he would die on the way, so in the end he had to compromise and choose to stay to 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 the two people, he would not make any excuses. The purpose of giving the note to Axiang was very simple, just to talk to Axiang.

She got close 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. After continuous renovation and expansion by successive kings, the total area now reaches 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 just 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 vacation in Southeast Asia, taking relatives back home to the underwater world requires a tight budget and a good budget depending on the abundance. Now that you can "travel with public funds", there is nothing you can't make good use of.

principle.

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 asking the three people to focus on other places and not to interfere with Qin Fenghe.

Tang Ren looks for clues.

After finishing the work, we strolled around, ate some local delicacies, and experienced the famous horse-killing chicken and dragon tendon grabbing. We returned home and fell asleep around 10:30.

He left home before dawn on the fourth day and drove to the gate of a community not far from Chinatown.

The glow spread across the sky, and when the morning light swept away the darkness, he blocked the path of the two people.

Tang Ren was stunned for a moment when he saw the face exposed behind the car window. Just as Qin Feng was about to pull him to escape, Lin Yue threw the document package he had prepared early in the morning.

"That's what you want. By the way, there's also a police officer's ID card in it, which may be used when investigating clues in the case."

Qin Feng unzipped the document bag and flipped through the contents: "You...how did you know that I...we need these things?"

It contains Songpa's detailed information and his consumption list in 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 Sompa's workshop."

Tang Ren had a look on his face as if he had seen a ghost, thinking to himself, where did this kid come from, and how could he be like the roundworm in their stomachs?

"You...how did you know we need this information?" He stuttered a little.

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

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

"No...don't know."

"Didn't you say that he wanted to paralyze us? Is the real target the gold? Why didn't you know?"

Qin Feng blinked his eyes, looking confused.

Last night, Tony let the two of them off, and it could be said that he was playing hard to get. Today, he COPYed the murder information to them, which was too radical. The most important thing was that he put the police officer's ID card into the document bag.

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

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

"Let's go... find a place with... a computer." Qin Feng transferred the things related to the case to his backpack and threw the file 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 inside."

"You are suffering from persecution paranoia."

Lin Yue had already prepared the information, so they naturally didn't need to threaten Kun Tai for help, and there was no reason to make a fuss at the Chinatown Police Station. However, Huang Landeng, Kun Tai and others were still scolded by the chief because it had been five days since Songpa was found dead.

For days, dozens of people from all over the organization didn't even touch the suspect's buttocks.

On the other side, Qin Feng rushed to Lucky Cafe to conduct an investigation by studying Songpa's consumption records, and locked in on Sinuo, a female middle school student living in the apartment building opposite. 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. Colored lights and colored paper are hung on the roof. Even the load-bearing pillars are covered. The side facing the stage is pasted with Fuwa dolls symbolizing happiness.

The bar is very large, and the cabinets are filled with all kinds of drinks. LED string lights surround the four corners, and it is matched with many Han-style decorations. It looks bright and a bit eye-catching.

There is an iron stand in the middle of the stage, with four lightbox characters "Happy Tonight" in traditional Chinese on it. Next to it is a singing table and real trees and artificial flowers. The retro disc microphone has a taste of the past.

Lin Yue arrived earlier. There was only one booth in the hall, where there were three men in their forties holding their female companions in their arms while drinking. There was a young man sitting in front of the bar, talking to the bartender.

He found a seat and sat down. A waiter wearing a vest and trousers came over and asked him what he wanted to drink.

"A glass of Glenfiddich."

The waiter nodded, said "Please wait a moment", and turned away.

Soon, there was a square cup on the table in front of the booth, and the amber wine gently hit the ice cube in the middle, making a circle of ripples.

Lin Yue picked up the cup and took a sip, squinting and looking at the stage.

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

Time passes and will never come back.

The past can only be recalled.

Recalling childhood sweethearts and green plums.

The childhood sweethearts accompany each other day and night.

The spring breeze turns the stamens red again.

You have also added a new year.

You will change your mind and it will be hard to turn back time.

I can only cuddle up with each other in my dreams.

…

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

It's Axiang.

She wore a mature and sexy floral short skirt underneath, and a silk robe on the outside. Her hair was combed to her left shoulder, and a golden pendant was faintly visible under her fair neck.
Chapter completed!