Applying makeup looks simple, but it actually lasts more than three hours.
After leaving home, Zhang Han and Li Fan found a place to have some food outside, and then headed to the expressway.
Here, Ji Duomou is sitting in a van waiting.
Li Fan, Zhang Han and their colleagues changed their cars and got into the scheming car.
In the car, Ji Duomou took out a map, which was very clearly drawn.
If you want to get to Guanghua Temple, you can drive in front, but after reaching the parking lot halfway up the mountain, you can only walk up the steps to Guanghua Temple.
Guanghua Temple is not very big, with a total of four courtyards. The main hall is in the middle of the front yard, and the side halls are on the left and right sides. The second courtyard is the guest room, and there are several maple trees planted in the courtyard, where you can take photos and so on. Third
The entrance is to the monk's room and the dining hall, and the fourth entrance is for idlers.
At noon today, security guards had already gone up the mountain, pretending to burn incense and worship Buddha, and by the way, they also had lunch at the Sanjin Zhaitang.
There are not many people worshiping Buddha in the temple, but there are quite a few. There seem to be dozens of people coming in and out.
On the surface, there is nothing wrong with it. It is just an ordinary temple. It is located on a mountain and is not remote. Who would choose a place like this to sell contraband?
Without Lei Yao's confession, no one would have thought that this place would be such a place.
Of course, it may be the safest if it is hidden away from the city and the more unexpected it is.
The car went all the way to Wan Chai and stopped when it was approaching Xiaoyushan. A pretty good Audi car had been arranged here, probably the best car in the Public Security Department.
A box of money was already put in the car. Zhang Han got in the car and followed the navigation to Xiaoyu Mountain. When he got to the foot of the mountain, he followed the driveway and went all the way up.
There were signboards on the road indicating the directions to various temples. After a while, Zhang Han arrived at the parking lot under Guanghua Temple.
After driving the car, Zhang Han carried his suitcase and walked up the steps. I have to say, 1 million in cash is quite a bit of money.
When we arrived at the gate of the temple, as expected, a monk who knew the guest came forward to say hello, "Amitabha, I would like to ask the donor whether he came here to burn incense or to fulfill his vow."
"I wish." Zhang Han said.
"Donor, please come with me." Zhike Monk made an invitation gesture and led Zhang Han into the temple.
Everything seemed to be as Lei Yao said. Entering the main hall, there was a monk wearing cassocks standing next to the Buddha statue. The monk looked to be about fifty years old. The monk Zhike came close and said: "Uncle Master, this gentleman said
I came here to fulfill my wish."
"Amitabha, you are so good. May I ask when did the donor make your wish?" The great monk put his palms together and said calmly.
"Amitabha, it was the Bon Festival two years ago." Zhang Han replied.
He then moved the suitcase in his hand forward and said, "This is the incense money for the temple."
"Thank you very much, donor." The great monk motioned to Zhike Monk to take the suitcase, and then said, "I wonder if the donor will stay overnight tonight."
"I want to stay one night." Zhang Han said politely.
"Okay, then I'll have someone arrange a room for the donor first," the monk said.
He then called a young monk in the hall and asked the monk to take Zhang Han to the guest room to rest.
The great monk didn't mention anything about fulfilling his vow, and Zhang Han didn't ask. Everything seemed to go smoothly.
Zhang Han and the young monk left the main hall and walked around to the courtyard behind.
There are two rows of houses in the courtyard. Zhang Han acted very calmly and did not check whether there was surveillance or anything like that, nor did he talk to the young monk.
The little monk arranged Zhang Han in the first guest room on the right hand side, which is the closest to the front yard.
The current temple still uses old-fashioned open locks and copper keys, which are also very retro. Opening the lock, the young monk asked Zhang Han to come in. The furnishings in the room were very simple, with only a bed and a wardrobe.
There is a desk, a chair, and a sink, but not even a bathroom.
Zhang Han glanced under the bed. Because it was blocked by the hanging sheets, he couldn't see if there was anything underneath.
The young monk put the lock and key on the desk and said: "Donor, please rest first. If there are valuables, it is best to lock the door when entering and exiting."
"Thank you." Zhang Han said.
The young monk said goodbye and left. When he went out, he closed the double doors.
There is a bolt on the door, which is really old.
Zhang Han sat down on the bed. According to Lei Yao, there was nothing else to do at the moment. He was just waiting for someone to greet him for dinner in the evening.
He lay down on the bed with fake slippers on and scanned everything in the room. He was also unable to detect whether there was any surveillance.
But for the sake of caution, it's better not to move around. Zhang Han took out his mobile phone, looked at it casually for a while, and then sent a message to Li Fan, explaining that he had entered the guest room and had not found anything yet.
Li Fan told him to be careful and watch every step he takes.
Zhang Han naturally knew this truth. Lei Yao did not say what else to do after entering the guest room, or who to find. He could only wait quietly. As time passed little by little, he finally arrived.
It’s time for dinner in the evening.
"Dangdangdang..."
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Zhang Han said: "Please come in."
The door opened, and a young monk walked in from the outside and said politely: "Donor, it's time to fast. Please follow me to the dining hall to fast."
"Okay, thank you." Zhang Han immediately went to the ground and put on his shoes.
When he went out, he picked up the door lock on the table and locked the door.
This is the temple's territory, and people can have as many so-called keys as they want. Whether it is locked or not does not seem to be a problem, but the decoration should also be a little more decent.
When we came to Sanjin's dining hall, the people eating there were all monks, there could be more than ten.
Zhang Han looked around and saw that the monk who was in his fifties was also there, and there were two other monks who were about forty years old, and the rest were all in their twenties and thirties.
The dish was just green vegetables and tofu, which was very simple. Zhang Han chewed it carefully and ate it all in a while. At this moment, some monks had already finished eating and left. Zhang Han said goodbye to the remaining monks and left the hall alone.
There are six rooms in the third entrance, and it is estimated that the monks are not able to live in one room per person. Zhang Han did not wander around, and just returned to the second entrance, his own room.
After opening the door and going in, he locked the door behind him, turned on the incandescent light, and walked to the window in a few steps.
Not to mention, the sheets really showed signs of being touched.
Because Zhang Han had been lying down before, the sheets were not flat, so he got out of bed and put on his shoes. He also took a deliberate glance to confirm the shape of the sheets.
But now, the sheets are slightly smooth, and it seems that someone has tidied them up.
This made Zhang Han very happy, and he hurriedly lifted the bed sheets. At first glance, he found that there was nothing under the bed.
"Um?"
Seeing that there was nothing, Zhang Han couldn't help but be startled. What do you mean? Where is the thing...
The sheets had obviously been moved, which meant that someone had been here while I was eating. Since people were here, they should have put things under them. How could they be missing?
Could it be that... there is something wrong? I did something wrong...
"What went wrong? The door shouldn't be locked... It shouldn't be... If the door is locked incorrectly, the other party won't come in... Could it be that I exposed something when I was eating... I just had a meal...
Is there anything wrong?" Zhang Han's head was filled with questions, and he was completely confused.