After the young man packed up his things and explained the matter, he turned around and wanted to leave. Mr. Shen stopped him: "Hey, don't leave."

"Well, old man, is there anything else?" The young man stopped and looked back at Mr. Shen.

"You forgot to ask for money."

"Oh, forget it this time, if you ask for money, things may be more troublesome. I'll leave first, and there will be a period of time later." The young man left the temple with an unknown word.

Mr. Shen didn't care where the young man went, and turned around and asked Abbot Huijue: "Abbot, can you take me to the place where the mountain and sea charts are placed to take a look?"

"Of course, donor Chen, please follow me." Abbot Huijue led Shen Laoqi to a small house. There was a cordon in front of the small house, and a seal had been posted on the door. It seemed that the police had sealed the place.

"Donor Chen, it's not that he doesn't want you to go in. This is really..." Abbot Huijue pointed to the seal on the door, looking embarrassed.

"It's okay, there is a saying that, special times, special methods." Mr. Shen crossed the cordon and kicked open the door, and the seal was naturally damaged.

"Hey, you, this..." Abbot Huijue was about to cry now. Why is this kid not afraid of something wrong? From now on, he has caused two troubles.

"It's okay, I'll come out soon. Look outside and someone comes to say something." Old Shen waved his hand and swaggered into the small room.

There is very little decoration inside the house, there are no murals around it, but there are some scratches. There is an oyster in the middle of the house, and the things on the oyster are scattered all over the ground. It can be seen that there has indeed been a fierce fight here.

Mr. Shen first walked around the room for a few times, then lay on the ground, moving inch by inch, and looking at the floor carefully.

In fact, there are not many things that can be found, because the police had already conducted on-site inspections before, and all valuable things were taken away, and the things left on the scene were all irrelevant.

But I still have to thank the police. If they didn't come, the scene might not be protected so well.

Old Shen stood up in disappointment, shook the soil on his body, walked out of the small room, closed the door, tidied up the seal on the door, and then crossed the cordon and walked out.

"Oh, there is nothing, I'm so disappointed, let's go." Mr. Shen shook his head in disappointment and walked towards Abbot Huijue who was holding the wind.

"If you don't have it, just leave." Abbot Huijue walked away. Old Shen sighed and followed.

There was nothing to say all the way. When the two returned to the temple courtyard, the yard had changed. Except for the formation set by young people, there was no filth in other places. Moreover, the entire temple was filled with a faint fragrance. Mr. Shen knew that this was the smell of red cypress fragrance.

"It's not bad, it's much better now. It's the pure land, it's like this." Old Shen stretched and yawned.

"Yes, thanks to the Buddha's blessing." Abbot Huijue was about to fold his hands together, and Old Shen grabbed him: "Hey, no matter how powerful your Buddha is, we will ask someone to solve your difficulties. And I'll remind you that he is a Taoist sect."

"Uh, I still have to thank the Buddha for his blessing." Abbot Huijue was not weak, so he broke free from Mr. Shen's hand, folded his hands together, and bowed west a few times.

Mr. Shen was too lazy to look at him again: "Okay, let's go here first today. I'll go back first. If you have any questions, you should know my contact information." Mr. Shen said that, and walked towards the temple gate.

"Amitabha, let the donor be calm, go slowly, may my Buddha bless you."

"I know." Old Shen waved his hand and said indifferently.

The few people quickly returned to the hotel and took a shower first. Then Old Long brought Qingcheng to Old Shen's room, and the man in the suit was guarding the door outside.

"Old Shen, tell me, what are you getting today?" Old Long came up and went straight to the point.

"Haha, guess what I found?" Old Shen smiled mysteriously.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, Qingcheng still has to play games later." Old Long touched Qingcheng's head and said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, I said it's not okay." Mr. Shen stopped joking and talked seriously about his discovery, "Do you know, among the thirty-five people, the disappeared person is not a human."

"What thing, it's not a human being, what kind of thing?" Old Long was confused by Mr. Shen's words. He wanted to get closer and listen to Mr. Shen's insights carefully. He didn't pay attention and pressed Qingcheng, who was originally standing, to the ground.

The little girl cried. She was about to hear what the two grandpas were going to say. Who knew that she had tried hard on her grandpa's hands and let herself sit on the ground.

"Oh oh, don't cry, Qingcheng doesn't cry, grandpa is wrong, grandpa is wrong, grandpa is wrong, grandpa is better, will grandpa buy you food later?" Old Long quickly picked up the child from the ground and started to coax.

"Yeah." Old Long tried to persuade her, and Qingcheng stopped crying. Old Shen was afraid that something would happen to Qingcheng again, so he hugged her on the bed and let her lie down comfortably.

"You continue."

"Well," Mr. Shen nodded and continued: "In a sense, that person cannot be called a human being. He is a clone of a person, but this is the first time I have seen such a powerful clone."

"How did you know that person is a clone? What is your basis?"

"It's not the basis, but I believe in my intuition, so there must be no problem." Mr. Shen said affirmatively. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to believe in his intuition very much.

"Okay, why do you think about it? I'll leave first. Call me if you have something to do. I will definitely arrive within fifteen minutes." Old Long stood up, picked up Qingcheng, opened the door of the house, and walked out.

Mr. Shen was also helpless. He was the only one in the world who believed in his intuition. The rest of them either regarded him as a lunatic, or every word he said would not be taken seriously.

"Oh, I'll make things difficult for myself. I don't want to go for dinner." Mr. Shen got up and opened the door, went downstairs alone, and went to the restaurant for dinner.

Let go of Mr. Shen and don’t say it for now. Let’s look back and talk about Mr. Long. Mr. Long just promised Qingcheng to buy food for her, but he couldn’t break his promise. He called the man in a suit. The three of them left the hotel and stopped a car on the side of the road, heading for the downtown area.

As the name suggests, there are many buyers and sellers, so there are naturally many people. The three of them are hiking around in the downtown area, looking at the people who are called to buy and sell around them. As long as Qingcheng stretches out his hand, Old Long will definitely go to the one who is pointed at by Qingcheng to buy something. In the end, the more things you have can't get. Old Long remembered Old Shen: "I'll call that old guy and ask him to get something."

Old Long put down his things and put Qingcheng down. He told her not to run around, took out the cell phone in his pocket and called Old Shen.

Old Long is now in a state of relaxation. He didn't take care of any of them, and Qingcheng around him disappeared. Old Long was anxious, hung up the phone, looked for Qingcheng everywhere, shouting Qingcheng's name, but everyone, this is a downtown city, with many people rubbing their shoulders and stepping on their feet, where can you see Qingcheng's shadow? When Old Long was anxious, he felt a strong wind coming from behind, and Old Long couldn't hide, so he had to take it for a while. He felt his mind blank and he lost consciousness in an instant.

When Old Long opened his eyes again, he saw Mr. Shen’s worried face: “Where am I?”

"Where are you in the hospital, do you know? If you weren't in the hospital, if it weren't for me, you would have probably arrived at the cemetery in the suburbs and become some new lonely ghost!" Old Shen said angrily.

When Mr. Long called Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen happened to be having a meal. He just put down his chopsticks and wanted to answer the phone. Who knew that as soon as he picked up his phone, Mr. Long hung up the phone. Mr. Shen felt something was wrong, so he quickly called out the GPS and positioned him at Mr. Long. He called several people and rushed straight to Mr. Long's position.

"When you got there, am I the only one?" Old Long remembered something and asked quickly.

"Yes, you are the only one, your so-called bodyguard is gone, and Qingcheng is not next to you."

"By the way, beautiful!" Old Long sat up suddenly, but after a while, tears fell like rain. "I am not a good grandfather, I can't even see my granddaughter well. What's the point of living?"

"Damn it, I've lived for half my life. The first time I saw such a cowardly person, I want to die at any time. I'll let you die." Mr. Shen cursed at the street while slapped Mr. Long with his backhand.

"Bang", the sound of the sound was crisp and pleasant, and Old Long's left half of his face suddenly became swollen. Old Shen felt that it was not strong enough, and slapped the face that was fine there again. After two slaps, Old Long's face suddenly became a pig's head.

"You dare to hit me." Old Long covered his face on both sides and cried even harder, "You dare to hit me, right? It's impolite to come without being rude." Old Long swung his hands round and pointed at Old Shen's face twice. Old Shen's face did not swell much. After these two slaps, his face was even more swollen than Old Long.

The two stared at each other for a while, laughing loudly at the same time: "Hahaha, you are a pig's head."

After the two laughed, Mr. Shen took out a mobile phone from behind, which was a Bangkok map. There was a dot on the map that was flashing constantly and did not move.

"What is this?" Old Long frowned. Why can this old guy come up with new tricks every time?

"Hehe, people are in the world, how can they not have any backup plan? My granddaughter has a positioning device on her body. Hehe, she put it on when she is not paying attention." Old Shen was happy for his intelligence, but in Old Long's eyes, the old fox sitting in front of him was an old fox who had been practicing for thousands of years.

"Where is she now?"

"suburbs"

Forty minutes later, several police cars arrived outside an abandoned factory in the suburbs and turned off the fire.

Several people walked out of the car, including policemen, young people who exorcized evil spirits from the temple earlier, as well as Mr. Shen and Mr. Long.

"Go in directly. We are all here. I guess he knows we are here, so there is no need to hide." After saying that, Mr. Shen walked into the abandoned factory. The people behind him looked at each other for a few times and followed.

After entering the factory, it was exactly the same as what Mr. Shen said. The man in the suit was standing in the middle of the factory waiting for them to come. He was holding a black cloth bag in one hand, which seemed to be wrapped in a person. He was now struggling in the black cloth bag. On the other hand, the mountain and sea chart that Abbot Huijue once told Mr. Shen, was wrapped in yellow cloth.

"Haha, you are here, why don't you bring more people? You can defeat me with such confidence?"

"Of course not, but no matter how many people come, it will be useless. It would be better to minimize casualties. Don't you think so?" Mr. Shen made a fuss.
Chapter completed!