Mr. Shen sat on the chair, smacked his lips, carefully sorted out his thoughts before speaking, and slowly told the matter.

The incident happened fifteen years ago, in the summer of 2001, fifteen years ago, the special office was not officially established, but it had already reached a certain scale. Mr. Shen was still young at that time, only in his fifties, but he had already had a certain position.

In mid-August, it was still a hot day. No major things happened these days. Some of them were just small events, and they could be solved by just sending someone to do it.

Mr. Shen was also bored. Every day after he arrived at the temporary office, he read newspapers and books. When he was really bored, he lay on the sofa and the day passed.

At noon that day, Mr. Shen was sleeping soundly, and he felt itchy in his nose. Mr. Shen shrugged his nose, turned over and continued to sleep, but the feeling came again, and this time it became even more itchy. Mr. Shen sneezed and opened his eyes.

Mr. Shen opened his eyes in a daze and saw someone smiling at him in front of him. Mr. Shen knew who it was: "You old guy, you have nothing to do, right?"

The one who woke Mr. Shen was Long. Mr. Long was still young at that time, with no wrinkles on his face, and no white hair.

Old Long smiled and threw the dogtail grass in his hand aside: "You are so idle that you have nothing to do, you are here to work."

"Huh?" When Mr. Shen heard that he was alive, he was so energetic that he was no longer lazy and his eyes were no longer confused. He sat on the sofa, "What kind of work, let me talk about it carefully."

Old Long also sat on the sofa and talked about the reason for this incident.

The incident happened in China. It happened in Thailand. It was in a temple in Bangkok, the capital of Thailand. A tourist group went to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha that day. As a result, 35 of the group fell, and one of them was unknown. At the same time, a thing was lost in the temple. As for what it was, the temple has not given a clear answer.

After the accident, almost every local wizard and savior in Thailand visited the temple, but the matter was not done, and several of them even lost their lives.

Later, the temple had no choice but to ask for help everywhere. It happened that Mr. Long had been offline in Thailand, so this matter was taken over by Mr. Long.

"Just this information?" Old Shen frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Old Long's promise to this matter so simply.

"Then they said let us go, there are some things that cannot be said on the phone, they said they are afraid of people eavesdropping."

"Eavesdropping...what shameful thing is that it's the thing I lost, right?" Mr. Shen was speechless. He had handled so many cases, and it was the first time he had seen someone like this.

"There is no way, that's what I said when I called. Besides, this matter sounds good, and I can go and have fun. Just take Qingcheng with me. Then someone will take care of her." Old Long put one hand on Old Shen's shoulder and leaned close to Old Shen's ear and whispered in a low voice, afraid that the young people outside would hear it.

"Okay, but Qingcheng's protection measures should be complete. I'm afraid something happened to her." Old Shen could only abide by Old Long's suggestion.

"It's hard to say, leave it to me." Old Long patted Old Shen on the shoulder and stood up and left. Before opening the door, Old Long turned around, "Don't forget, if you miss the plane tomorrow at noon, you can wait for another two hours." After that, he opened the door and left.

Old Shen smiled and shook his head: "Then go and have a look, I'm bored anyway."

At noon the next day, Mr. Shen, Mr. Long, Qingcheng, and a man in suit wearing sunglasses got on the plane on time.

Qingcheng and Old Long sat together naturally, while Old Shen sat together with the man in suit.

Mr. Shen initially sat in his seat, fastened his seat belt, and glanced for a while, but he always felt uncomfortable. Mr. Shen could only open his eyes and turn his head to look at the sky outside the plane. Intentionally or unintentionally, he saw that the man in the suit seemed to have a blood-red scorpion tattooed on his right hand. Mr. Shen's eyelids hopped a few times, and he felt that the scorpion was weird.

"Young man, is there a tattoo on your hand?" Mr. Shen asked tentatively.

“Yes, tattoo.”

"How come you have a tattoo? It's a big guy. What's wrong with having money? I have to have a tattoo."

"I'm sorry, I have nothing to say." The man in the suit was wearing sunglasses, with a expressionless face, looking like a Terminator.

"Uh" Old Shen was choked by the man in suit and couldn't speak. He could only pretend to be resting, turned his head and said to Old Long, saying his lips: "Where did you get this guy?"

"Of course I really found it from the bodyguard company. They said this was the most powerful bodyguard, so I bought it immediately. How about it, this young man is good." Old Long looked proud.

"It's really good." Old Shen underestimated in his heart and said, "Do you know his background? Do you dare to hire him?"

"I really don't know the details, but the bodyguard company introduced it, there should be no problem."

"..." Mr. Shen was completely speechless. He had agreed to know everyone's true nature, so why did he just casually get an outsider? But it's just that, let's take a look at it one step at a time.

Four or five hours later, the plane landed at Bangkok Airport. A group of four people walked off the plane and saw an extended Bentley parked not far from the plane. A monk in a monk's robe stood beside the car, holding a sign in his hand, with two big words written on it: "Longyun"

Long Yun is naturally the name of Old Long. After seeing the sign, Old Long quickly got off the plane and ran to the monk. He exchanged a few brief greetings with him, turned around and waved to the people, signaling Old Shen and the others to come quickly.

"Here. It's true that my granddaughter is important or the case is important. I can't tell whether I can tell whether I'm going to bring us Qingcheng. Grandpa really hates it, right?" Old Shen picked up Qingcheng, led the man in the suit, and walked towards the Bentley.

"That's right, grandpa is so bad. I just don't know how to play with Qingcheng. It's better for Grandpa Shen to sleep on the plane." Qingcheng hugged Old Shen's neck and kissed him on the face.

"Haha, it's not bad. My godfather is better than his dear grandfather." Old Shen smiled.

"Sawadika" and the others walked to the car. The monk clasped his hands together and bowed to Mr. Shen and others. Mr. Shen quickly put down Qingcheng and returned the greeting. Qingcheng also learned to give a good gift from his grandfather, but he learned to behave in a good manner. The man in suit stood there, his body motionless, and there was still no expression on his face.

"Ah, let me introduce you. This is my offline line in Thailand. He acted as an introducer in this incident, so he has to share some of the money as a hard work fee. He will take us to the hotel first and take us to the temple where something happened tomorrow." Old Long introduced, while opening the car door and crawling in first.

"This old guy." Old Shen first reported Qingcheng. The moment Qingcheng entered the car, Old Shen saw a look of displeasure flashing on the monk's face.

Mr. Shen was puzzled, but he didn't take it in his heart at that time. He settled down so much that he also sat in. Then the monk got into the car and closed the door. The man in the suit was a bodyguard, so he naturally sat in the front passenger seat.

The car started, and at first it was very quiet inside, and no one seemed to want to pay attention to anyone, so Mr. Long spoke first: "Mingjue, please give us a general introduction to the situation first. If we go there, we won't be blindsided."

"Okay, then I'll talk." Mingjue moved his body a little and was farther away from Qingcheng. However, the few people didn't pay much attention and thought Mingjue was uncomfortable sitting and wanted to move.

"That temple is not a big temple, it is relatively small, but you know that sparrows are small and have all the internal organs. Moreover, this temple is said to be very effective. Many people have been there and almost ask for anything. However, something happened some time ago, a tour group brought thirty-five people into the temple, burning incense and worshiping Buddha in the main hall. The tour guide and other people did not go in and waited outside, but after waiting for a long time, people did not see people coming out. The tour guide was not anxious, but the monks were anxious first and knocked the door open. Then the scene was really spectacular, and thirty-four people were lying on the floor in one go. The tour guide was naturally stunned and called the police immediately. The police arrived and the ambulance arrived, but these people could not leave the temple. In desperation, the temple had to temporarily close, build a pergola in the open space of the temple, and temporarily turn the temple into a hospital ward."

Mingjue paused, swallowed his saliva and moistened his throat and continued, "Later, when the temple was mentioned in the circle, people came one after another, hoping to become famous by this incident. Unfortunately, a few people who claimed to be masters came, but in the end they were not cured, and they died. There were still a few who had some skills. After a few glances, they left in a hurry. In the end, this has been put until now, and no one paid attention to it. Now that you have taken this incident, people's eyes naturally gathered on you, so you have a long way to go."

"Well, it seems that this trip is a little tricky. By the way, I heard that they have lost something. What is it? Can you tell me about it?"

Mingjue looked back at the cab, approached the two people, and whispered: "This matter cannot be stated explicitly, because this matter involves a lot of things, and there seems to be the grudges of some previous characters."

"Okay, we guarantee that only the few people here know, and no one else knows." The two nodded and made a promise to Mingjue.

Mingjue nodded and continued, "I heard that the things I lost were several maps, which were maps contained in a jade box. I had the honor to have seen them once. They were very simple. I heard from the old abbot of the temple that the name of that map seemed to be Shanhaitu."

"Mountain and Sea Chart..." After hearing these three words, Mr. Shen frowned and went into deep thought, "I seem to have heard or seen this name, but I forgot where it is, where it is?"

"Sighlightly, the driver in front is the abbot's man, the boy wearing sunglasses and a suit should be the bodyguard you hired. He is also an outsider, so it's better not to let him know." Mingjue put his index finger on his lips and made a gesture of silence.

"Yeah, I understand." Old Long nodded. He had some conspiracy in his heart. He only knew the mountain and sea chart. He really didn't know what that map was.

"I have something to come back later. I'll find you after dinner. Remember to come." Mr. Shen stopped thinking, as if he had come up with the origin of the mountain and sea chart.

"Yeah, OK."

While the few people were talking, the car also arrived at the hotel. Old Shen got out of the car and looked up, and he couldn't help but nod. This Mingjue was still good. After putting some effort, he specially found a hotel that was closer to the place where the incident happened.

"Young man, it's good, there's some future." Old Shen patted Mingjue's shoulder and walked towards the hotel gate.

Mingjue smiled embarrassedly: "This is all right, hehe."

"Okay, don't be humble here. Take us upstairs. Without you, we can't get upstairs." Old Long got out of the car with Qingcheng in his arms, passed by Mingjue and walked towards the hotel gate.

"Oh, here we come." Mingjue quickly took out three door cards and followed.
Chapter completed!