Tang Xiaomo also took a picture of a man's face in that selfie, but the distance was too far, and the other party was hiding behind the glass door of a coffee shop. Shen Liufei asked the stewardess for a cup of coffee and a pencil, and he started writing slowly with concentration. The coffee had not cooled down and the plane was far from reaching its destination, so he completely restored the man's appearance on the paper.
A man with straight eyebrows, big eyes and thin face, handsome and refined, such a man can easily attract the favor of the opposite sex, even if he may carry a fatal danger, like a carnivorous plant with a potted mouth emitting honey.
After leaving the airport, Shen Liufei had a clear goal and went straight to the cafe on which Tang Xiaomo took a selfie.
He has initially attributed Tang Xiaomo's loss to a kidnapping case. Because of the disappearance of his mother, he was once very concerned about the disappearance of women, and the information he collected and consulted almost without exception listed Thailand as a "high-risk travel destination". This beautiful paradise is also the largest slave market in Southeast Asia, and most of these slaves are foreign tourists who were kidnapped during their travels and some snakes who smuggled into the past. A young, beautiful and single backpacker like Tang Xiaomo can easily become the target of human traffickers.
From the geographical point of view, this cafe is near the scenic spot. If the man in the painting is a habitual criminal of human trafficking, it is likely that he will often squat here waiting for prey.
There are many Chinese and overseas Chinese in the scenic spot. Shen Liufei took the portrait and asked the proprietress who was also Chinese in the cafe: "Have you seen this man before?"
He stretched out his hand and handed the portrait out, forgetting that Xie Lanshan's bullet necklace was still wrapped around his wrist, and fell out lightly. Shen Liufei's outstretched hand was stuck in the air, and a breeze just blew, but it stabbed him hard in the heart.
He stared at the chain, and suddenly remembered a poem:
Even tomorrow morning / Muzzle and bloody sun... I will never hand over this night / I will never hand you over
Bei Dao's poems are extremely beautiful, but how can it really be as written in the poem, indifferent to the bloody death, Shen Liufei also thought about being a little selfish, regardless of whether it was a betrayal of his mother, he tied that person by his side, but He always felt that he didn't know what to do, and it was both deep and inexplicable, selfish and selfish enough that he couldn't convince himself.
The proprietress replied a word to him, but he did not hear it.
"Sir? Sir?" The other party called him repeatedly.
"I'm sorry." Shen Liufei leaned slightly and apologized to the other party for his momentary trance.
The proprietress smiled and told him that this person was called Anucher, a local chemistry teacher who often came to wander around here and was very enthusiastic.
Knowing the professional name, it is not difficult to check the address again. Shen Liufei remembered that he had never been to Thailand, but he was not unfamiliar with this city.
The security in the place where Anucher lived was not very good, and he looked for it according to the address, and it was already dark. Shen Liufei was walking down the street unhurriedly, when a person hurriedly approached him.
A man wearing a gray long trench coat, with an inverted triangle shape is very eye-catching. He is similar in height to Shen Liufei, and his muscles are strong. The man's head was buried low, and his collar was raised high, as if he was deliberately preventing pedestrians from seeing his face. When passing by Shen Liufei, he even turned to the side, his left hand naturally raised to cover his face, and his right hand supported his hip.
These inadvertent actions made Shen Liufei look at the other party more, and he found that this man was wearing a pair of shiny black leather boots, the kind that Thai police often wear.
The action of supporting the crotch just now has an explanation. The Thai police wear tight-fitting uniforms, the belts are usually tied very low, and the holsters, walkie-talkies, etc. are hung on the top, and they will always touch them subconsciously.
Suddenly, the siren blared loudly, and the man hurriedly accelerated his steps, avoiding the direction of the police car, and disappeared as soon as he drilled into the alley.
Shen Liufei came downstairs to Anuche and found that the police had already surrounded the place before him. I heard from onlookers that a chemistry teacher was just found dead at home here.
As a foreigner, Shen Liufei has been inquiring about this Anucher, which may lead to unnecessary suspicion. The police seemed to be discussing the case. He turned and left, and went to a hotel in Chinatown not far away.
Anyway, knowing that the man in gray just now is a policeman, he can go to the police station tomorrow, without worrying about finding new clues.
The hotel was hot and humid, and the sound insulation was poor. Shen Liufei was lying on the bed with his clothes closed, looking at some mottles and cracks on the wall of the hotel. After thinking about Tang Xiaomo's whereabouts for a while, he couldn't help thinking of Xie Lanshan.
They are both plain and passionate. They never miss each other when they are apart. They know that each other has important things to do, and once they are idle, it is not enough to be tired of being in bed all day. Shen Liufei was used to being cold-hearted, and it seemed that nothing in the world caught his eye, but it was rare to think about something in meditation, and every minute of his memory was a biting torment.
The lights were not turned on in the room, and the red lights came in from the window, which added a bit of eroticism to this narrow room. The Chaoshan dialect and Hakka dialect passed through the wall, which I could not understand but felt kind.
The longing to meet old friends in a foreign country aggravated the fatigue in his heart. He turned the bullet bracelet on his wrist in the dark and closed his eyes.
Two days after Shen Liufei arrived in Bangkok, Xie Lanshan also followed in his footsteps. He thought that since Tang Xiaomo was missing in Bangkok, Shen Liufei would definitely come here to find her. Although the two had temporarily cut off contact, luckily the destination was the same.
Xie Lanshan went undercover in the Golden Triangle many years ago and met a Thai policeman by chance. The old policeman, Song Sa, knew that Xie Lanshan was a Chinese undercover agent. The two concluded a year-end friendship because of their respective careers and missions. When Xie Lanshan heard that Songsa was transferred to Bangkok, he first thought that he could help him find the missing Tang Xiaomo.
As soon as the door was opened, the two of them gave a warm hug, abandoned unnecessary greetings, and naturally got to know each other again as they did in the past.
The old policeman Song Sa is a typical Thai native. He is not beautiful if he is not mixed blood. He has dark skin and thick lips. He is not tall but quite strong. His hair is white from the temples. God is not at all slack. He speaks Chinese well, and when he sees Xie Lanshan, he affectionately calls him "A Lan".
The old policeman is about to retire, but he did not expect to encounter another murder case at the end of his career. He negotiated the price with Xie Lanshan half-jokingly and half-seriously, saying that he could help him find the missing Thai girl, but there was a precondition that he had to help him solve the murder case at hand.
Xie Lanshan thought about it and thought it was fair for you to come and go, but of course a foreign policeman has no law enforcement power in Thailand, not to mention that he has already been suspended. He raised his eyebrows and gave Songsa a mischievous smile: "I don't mind, just don't make mistakes like you, an old police officer who is about to retire."
"It's nothing," Song Sa also laughed, "We have already received a notice from the top that we will cooperate with your police across the border to rescue a big star who was kidnapped."
The words "cross-border cooperation" are easy to say, but it is not easy to implement. Whether there is any law enforcement power and how much law enforcement power has to be negotiated and negotiated, it is initially determined that the Blue Fox Commando of the Hannan Provincial Public Security Department is to Send two special police officers to participate in the collaborative talks on the disappearance of movie star Wen Jue.
Thinking of this, Song Sa was also surprised, and asked Xie Lanshan, "Aren't you a member of the Blue Fox, why did you come here earlier?"
"It's not now." It's been almost three years since I left Lanhu, and the twists and turns in the middle can't be explained in a few words, Xie Lanshan's eyes darkened, and after a while he sighed softly, "It's a long story, let's talk about it. I didn't come to find that star, I came to find a friend of mine."
Of course, Song Sa couldn't understand the grief and unwillingness in the sigh, and nodded his head in a sigh: "It's okay if you don't take drugs, you really... really suffered."
Xie Lanshan didn't want to mention those spoilers, and smiled at the other party: "Tell me about the situation of this case."
"The deceased was an adult male named Anucher, 38 years old, living alone. He was a chemistry teacher at an international school here. This international school is quite good, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is the best in Bangkok." Song Sa said, turned back to the table, took out some photos in the information bag and handed it to Xie Lanshan - before the other party came uninvited, he was thinking about this case.
Xie Lanshan took the photo and looked at it. The deceased Anuche looked very upright, with a slightly slender face and thick eyebrows and big eyes. It was not obvious that he was a man in his late forties, but he had quite a bit of astrology.
"The place where Anucher lived was in chaos, and there was no surveillance near his home. The time of his death was around nine o'clock in the evening two days ago. It is estimated that the time of reporting the crime was within twenty minutes after he was killed. Seeing that the door of the deceased's room was not closed tightly, his neighbor wanted to enter the house to remind him, but it turned out that the person had been beaten to death."
"Will this neighbor be too enthusiastic?" Xie Lanshan instinctively doubted.
"Because Anucher told his neighbors that he wanted to move, and that he felt his life was threatened." The old policeman said, "I didn't expect that something really happened."
"What about more?" Xie Lanshan continued to ask.
"I don't know more. Neighbors said that the deceased was hesitating."
Xie Lanshan looked at the photos of the scene. The deceased died of intracranial contusion caused by an ashtray hitting the back of the head. The murderer hit the deceased twice, and the ashtray belonged to the deceased.
"The neighbor also said that he heard him open the door to greet guests at about 8:30. Although he didn't see the other party's appearance, he could be sure that it was a man."
This shows that the murderer and the deceased knew each other. Xie Lanshan nodded and continued to look at the photos. He saw a photo of a wall in the deceased's house. It seemed to be covered with a white cloth. of different young women. Those pictures look like they were taken candidly.
A gentleman in front of a man and a ghost in the back, Xie Lanshan frowned, picked out this photo and handed it to Zong Zan: "You said the deceased was a respected chemistry teacher, but it seems that he has another side that no one knows about."
"That's one of the reasons why when I heard you said that you were looking for a missing female friend of yours, I thought of letting you participate in solving this case," Songsa took the sign and sighed, "With my years of experience, Judging from the case handling experience, this person should be a personal trafficker."
Gambling is banned in Thailand, and girls are more likely to be miserable when they fall into the hands of traffickers. Xie Lanshan looked up at Song Sa, his eyes were cold and his brows were tightened, as if waiting for his next words.
"Now we control and crack down on drugs very strictly. Many of the former poppy fields are now planted with tea, and the income is still very good. The export market of heroin, a traditional drug, has been squeezed as much as before, so the gangs here I'm more keen on human trafficking. After all, drugs can only be sold once, but girls can buy and sell repeatedly." Speaking of which, the old policeman lowered his head and sighed.
"Gangster?" Xie Lanshan thought for a while and asked with a serious face, "You mean Guan Nuoqin?"
"It's Guan Nuoqin." Song Sa nodded, "And by checking the bank account, I found that this Anucher has a large amount of money recently."
Xie Lanshan stopped talking and continued to look at the photos of the murder scene. One photo quickly aroused his interest.
Anuch's house does not have the entrance that the Chinese like, and the furnishings in the house are also different from those of ordinary families. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but when I pushed in the door, I saw a chest-high carved cabinet at first sight. Exquisite antique style in one stroke.
However, there is an abacus-like wooden toy on such a cabinet, the kind that children often play with, which is extremely inconsistent with the decoration of the whole room.
There are six wooden sticks in the abacus toy, and ten beads are strung on each stick, and the colors are red, black, yellow, green, blue and purple.
Xie Lanshan noticed from the photo that there are two symmetrical slots on the top of the abacus toy, which means that this toy was artificially removed from a wooden stick, which should have been seven.
The beads were moved to form a series of numbers: 679234.