Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 16 Night Shanghai

Qin Feng said: “He… he doesn’t want me… we were caught by Huang… Huang Landeng.”

Tang Ren said, “You mean he wants to do his own merit?”

“No… I… I suspect… he… he is related to the gold robbery. This… doing this… is… trying to paralyze us, deceive… deceive our trust.”

“Damn, you think people are too bad.”

“This…this is cautious.”

It didn’t take long for the boat to arrive, and the two rushed to the dock to find that it was a small broken boat to Equatorial Guinea, with African refugees on the water.

Tang Ren was worried that he would die halfway, so he could only compromise in the end and chose to stay and solve the case.

On the other side, Lin Yue didn’t expect Qin Feng to overinterpret the note he had left. Of course, even if he knew the thoughts of those two people, he wouldn’t be able to explain anything. The purpose of giving Axiangsai’s note was very simple. It was to get close to her, because the next plan needed her help.

In 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 built in 1782 and 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. It brings together the essence of Thai architecture, painting, sculpture, and decoration art.

With Lin Yue’s income level in China, let alone enjoying a happy vacation in Southeast Asia, and taking his home relatives to the underwater world, he has to pinch his wallet, and make a budget according to the abundance. Now he can “tour with public funds”. The truth.

In the evening, he came out of the Grand Palace and called Beige and told them the whereabouts of the van that had been parked in the underground parking lot of Haitian Building, so that the three of them could focus on other places and not interfere with Qin Fenghe. Tang Ren looked for clues.

After the work, I just wandered around, ate some local delicacies, and experienced the famous horse-killing chicken and dragon-skin grasping. I went back home around 10:30 and fell asleep.

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

Xiaguang spread across the sky, and when the morning sun waved away from the night, he blocked the path of the two people.

Tang Ren was stunned when he saw the face exposed behind the car window. Just as Qin Feng was about to take him to escape, Lin Yue threw away the package of documents he had prepared earlier.

“What you want. By the way, there is also a police officer’s card in it, which may be used when investigating clues to 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?”

There are detailed information on Sompa and his spending list for the past six months, as well as a black USB flash drive.

“What’s inside…what’s inside?”

“A copy of the surveillance video at the entrance of Sompa Workshop.”

Tang Ren looked like a ghost, and said to his heart what is the origin of this kid, how can it be like the roundworm in their stomach?

“You… how did you know that we need this information?” He stammered a bit.

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

Tang Ren looked at the bottom of the car and said, “What does he mean?”

“No… I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you say that he was trying to paralyze us? Is the real goal the gold? Why don’t you know?”

Qin Feng blinked, looking dazed.

Last night Tony let the two of them alone can be said to be wanting to get caught. To COPY the murder case data to them today is too radical. The key is to put the police officer’s card in the file bag.

“But…maybe he knows…knows that gold is not with us. He wants to…want us to help…help him find 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 the own backpack, and threw the package of documents that Tony had thrown into the trash can.

“Very good bag, why did you lose it?”

“I…I’m afraid there is… a tracker in it.”

“Persecution paranoia, you.”

Lin Yue had already prepared the information. They naturally didn’t have to threaten Kuntai to help, and there was no reason to make a noise at the Chinatown Police Station. However, Huang Landeng, Kuntai and others were scolded by the chief because it was five years since they found Songpa Death. Over the course of a few days, dozens of people from all over the world didn’t even touch the suspect’s ass.

On the other hand, when Qin Feng studied Sompa’s consumption records and rushed to the Lucky Café to investigate, Lin Yue went to the Ye Shanghai Bar when she locked down the female middle school student who lived in the apartment building opposite Sinuo.

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 colored lights and colored paper, and even the load-bearing pillars are wrapped. The side facing the stage is pasted with a happy Fuwa.

The bar is very large, the cabinet is filled with all kinds of drinks, LED string lights surround the four corners, with many Han style decorations, it looks bright and a bit spicy.

An iron shelf was placed in the middle of the stage. On it were the four light boxes in traditional Chinese characters “Happy Tonight”. Next to it was a song-demanding station and real trees and fake flowers. The retro disc microphone had a taste of the past.

Lin Yue came earlier. There were only three 40-year-old men drinking with their female companions on a set of decks in the hall. A young man sat in front of the bar, talking to the bartender.

He found a seat and the waiter in vest and trousers came over and asked him what to drink.

“A glass of Glenfield.”

The waiter nodded, leaving a sentence “Please wait a moment,” and turned away.

Soon, there was an extra square cup on the table in front of the deck, and the amber-colored wine lightly hit the ice in the middle, swaying a circle of waves.

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

An old song is playing on TV, Han Baoyi’s version of “The Past Can Only Be Reminiscence”.

Time passes and never goes back.

The past can only be remembered.

Reminiscent of childhood green plums.

The two little no guesses go with each other day and night.

The spring breeze blew the stamens red again.

You have also added a new year.

You are going to change your mind like time is hard to come back.

I can only snuggle in my dreams.

…

At this moment, the black shadow flickered, and there were more people in front of him, followed by a scent of fruity and sandalwood.

It’s Axiang.

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

Compared with the previous night, his makeup is more delicate, the delicate goose egg face is a little red, next to it are two shallow pear vortices, and above the thin and straight bridge of the nose are a pair of talking eyes, and there is brilliance flowing between Gu and Pan.