Tell the card number to the King of Hell, and half an hour later, the text message from the King of Hell was sent.
The name of the owner of the bank card is Zaren Pattaphon, 33 years old, a professor of neuroscience at Mahidol University in Taipei.
The information passed by the King of Hell even includes his photos, personality, and family situation, which can be detailed.
After Zhang Feng memorized the information, he deleted it completely and then checked it under the authority of Mahidol University.
The name Mahidol University, which sounds a bit catchy, is actually the number one university in Thailand. Founded in 1889, it was formerly known as the Royal Siriraj Medical College. It enjoys a high reputation in the fields of medicine, public health and natural sciences. In 1969, it was named after Prince Mahidol Songkla, the "father of modern medicine and public health".
When Sang Qu handed the bank card to himself before he died, it must be delivered to Zaren's hands. There must be a deep meaning. There must be some special relationship between Zaren and Sang Qu.
Give up the idea of returning directly to China, and instead transfer to Mahidol University after arriving in Chiang Mai.
Three days later.
Zhang Feng wore a peaked cap, lowered the brim, and staggered into the gate of Mahidol University.
After asking for the location of the office of the Department of Neuroscience, Zhang Feng walked into the office building.
Bang bang bang.
After knocking on the door, a deep voice came from inside the door.
Although he didn't understand what he said, Zhang Feng deliberately meant to invite him in. He opened the door and walked in. He saw that the man sitting behind the desk was the Zaren he was looking for.
The real person Zaren looks older than the photos sent by the King of Hell. He has gone bald at the top of his head. Thick glasses are clamped on the bridge of his nose. Behind the glasses is a pair of bloodshot eyes, which match the look on his desk. The thick books give the whole person a scholarly and bookish air.
After closing the door and locking it, Zhang Feng walked over unceremoniously and sat across from him.
Zaren seemed very impatient and scolded him in Thai.
Zhang Feng pressed his ears and said, "Mr. Zaren, I can't understand Thai. Can you speak English?"
"Who are you? Leave my office immediately!" Zaren yelled in English instead.
Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, not feeling embarrassed at all by his words. He stretched out his fingers to clasp his ears and said, "Zarun, please be patient. I am here today to bring you something as entrusted by someone." !”
As he said that, he took out his bank card and put it on the desk in front of him, but put his finger on it with no intention of leaving.
Zaren was a little confused when he saw the bank card arriving and said: "What do you mean? I don't know what you are talking about? Please get out of my office immediately, otherwise I will call security!"
Seeing that there was no trace of deliberateness in Zaren's reaction, Zhang Feng couldn't help but frown.
Sang Qu entrusted himself to deliver the bank card to this person named Zaren, but the other person seemed to have no idea what he meant, and said tentatively: "A person named Sang Qu asked me to send it to you!"
When Zhang Feng said the word "Sangqu", Zaren's face finally changed. He stood up from the chair and took it with him to the chair where he was sitting.
"He asked you to give it to me. How is he now?"
Zhang Feng shook his head slightly and did not say anything about Sang Qu's death. I originally thought that the head of the household who found the bank card would be able to get some useful information, but it seemed that Zaren didn't know much, so this trip was in vain.
He took his finger off the bank card and said: "He just asked me to give this to you. I guess the relationship between the two of you is not shallow. My mission is completed, farewell!"
He stood up and walked towards the door. Just when his hand was on the door handle, he heard Zaren say: "Wait!"
Zhang Feng turned his head, looked at him in surprise, and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Sang Qu told me that if one day he asks someone to give something to me, he will ask me to give this letter to the person who sent the thing." Zaren said, walked to the safe and pressed a series of complicated buttons. After opening the password, he found a letter from the inside and handed it to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng's frown deepened. Which song was Sang Qu actually singing? He asked, "What is your relationship with Sang Qu? When did he give you this letter?"
Zaren returned to his seat and sat down, and said: "He was the one who sponsored me to go to school until I graduated from college. He was my benefactor. He sent this letter to me two years ago! From now on, I will never look back. I have never met him and cannot contact him, so I just heard
He doesn't get so excited until you say his name. "
Zhang Feng nodded secretly in his heart. What he said was consistent with the information given to him by the King of Hell. The information showed that Zaren grew up in an orphanage.
Without any other questions, he put the letter in his pocket and strode out of Zaren's office.
The school was full of youthful atmosphere. I walked downstairs, found a bench with no one nearby, sat down, and took out an envelope from my pocket.
He took out the letter paper from the envelope. The text on it was written in Chinese. Zhang Feng is not surprised at this. Sang Qu can speak Chinese and it is normal to write in Chinese.
But just halfway through reading, Zhang Feng couldn't help but feel shocked. If the contents of the letter were true, then the matter would be really serious.
Zhang Feng would rather believe that the things written above were all made up or conjectured by Sang Qu.
Suppressing his surprise, Zhang Feng read the entire letter. His breathing became more and more rapid, the contents of this letter were too shocking.
If it falls into the hands of any country or powerful organization, it will cause an uproar.
He took out a lighter from his pocket and burned the letter to ashes. After doing this, Zhang Feng calmed down a little.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth, smoking it in a daze, not noticing that Zaren was staring at him through the window on the third floor with a vicious look.
After the cigarette burned out, Zhang Feng stood up and left Mahidol University quickly.
He believed that Zaren must have never read this letter, otherwise he would not have handed it to him so calmly.
Now we must return to the country as soon as possible and report the situation to the King of Hell truthfully.
The matter involved too many areas and was beyond the capabilities of a leading soldier with the rank of second lieutenant.
Two days later, the plane from Taiguo landed at Kyoto Airport, and Zhang Feng strode out of the airport.
Members of the Huangquan team, including the King of Hell, were at the airport preparing to greet Zhang Feng.
"Hey, here!" Chai Chong shouted, wearing casual clothes and waving his arms.
Zhang Feng saw Chai Chong and walked over quickly.
When he got closer, the monkey got out of the car, punched Zhang Feng in the chest, and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'm ready to be beaten to death by you!"