"He likes boys," said Zhou Luoyang.

"This is not what I said." Huang Ting said seriously, "I didn't expect that one day I would become someone else's emotional consultant."

Huang Ting naturally knew that Zhou Luoyang must have his worries, so he would be curious about other people's affairs and compare himself with him and understand himself.

Zhou Luoyang said: "And what? Sorry, I asked too much. I didn't mean it. I just... you don't have to tell me who he is."

"Let it go." Huang Ting said, "The other brother is the one who likes boys. Tell me that no matter how the relationship develops, we can do whatever we want. If we don't want to do, we don't have to force it. Of course, the situation of 'I insist on force' is not in the scope of discussion. And when you understand what love is, you go after it, whether it is to him or others."

"But this is for both of you..." Zhou Luoyang said, "Don't it seem unfair? If he relies heavily on you, you like other people..."

Huang Ting looked at Zhou Luoyang without saying anything.

Zhou Luoyang understood almost at the same time: "If this emotion really arises, then there is love between you, but it is hidden too deeply."

"Yes." Huang Ting said, "Last night, I told him that I met a girl, and he understood as soon as he heard it, and said, 'Congratulations, brother'. So, I decided to work hard, but girls are really a bit...uh... like another world... another species, I often... don't know what they are thinking."

Zhou Luoyang suddenly let go of some persistence in Huang Ting's words at that moment.

"You're right," Huang Ting said, "Love at first sight is the only way of love, but it is sometimes hidden too deeply and requires you to take the time to recognize your emotions."

The plane began to land, and Zhou Luoyang did not chat anymore and sat back in his seat.

Du Jing adjusted the seat back and took off his eye mask. The scars on his face looked particularly eye-catching under the spotlight.

"From now on," Du Jing said to Zhou Luoyang, "You are my assistant, you are an intern, if we change our identities, you don't have to act."

Zhou Luoyang looked at Du Jing suspiciously: "Are you sure? You are about Khmer history..."

Du Jing stretched out his hand, Zhou Luoyang thought for a while, clapped his hands with him, and accepted his proposal tacitly without a single nonsense.

After leaving the customs, Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang were about to leave the airport and say goodbye to Huang Ting.

Huang Ting had his task, namely, to investigate the smuggling channels for antiques in the money laundering case. After the two parties made an appointment for contact information, Huang Ting stopped a taxi and went to the Interpol's office in Ho Chi Minh City.

"So can you order me to do anything for you?" Zhou Luoyang said, "How much salary does the boss give me?"

Du Jing came over and whispered in Zhou Luoyang's ear: "It depends on your performance, depending on which step you are willing to do for your work."

Zhou Luoyang: “…”

Du Jing put on sunglasses, Zhou Luoyang dragged the box, stopped a taxi, and found a place to stay first.

Ho Chi Minh City is raining and rainy. It is the end of the rainy season. Du Jing's company booked a B&B in the suburbs for him. It is a 20-minute drive from the city. It is two bedrooms and one living room, and locals provide meals. On the hillside, there is a swimming pool outside the floor-to-ceiling window. When you pull up the curtains, you can see the farmland outside.

Zhuang Li arrived a day earlier than them, and had already connected to the network in the homestay in advance, and all surveillance was disabled.

Du Jing said to Zhou Luoyang: "Stay rest, most of the time, you don't need to come forward, just come and play."

"Okay boss, yes boss." Zhou Luoyang felt much more relaxed. He saw the hazy mist shrouded in the hills in the distance. The homestay prepared curry crabs and rice, as well as grilled chicken with wooden sticks.

The glass dining table was full of information and a road map for the missing people.

"The person who has the clearest goal and the best to track down is still this internet celebrity Xiao Wu." Zhuang Li said, "I discovered that he had a small trumpet on Mafengwo, and the registered name was his email address. Before he disappeared completely, he called a card in front of the Mali Aman Temple in Ho Chi Minh City."

"He disappeared in this temple," Zhuang Li said at last, "or it was shortly after leaving the Mali Aman Temple. Because there are not many attractions in Ho Chi Minh City and the attractions are close to each other, I won't stay in the Mali Aman Temple for too long... I'm going to the next attraction. But he did not continue to check in at any other attractions, which means that this is the most likely place to disappear."

Zhuang Li looked at Du Jing with an expectant expression, hoping to get a few words of praise from his boss. Du Jing was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"So your plan is to check the Mariamian Temple?" Du Jing said.

Zhou Luoyang said: "Find a quiet place in a temple, make people... faint and take them away? But where should I take them? I think it is unrealistic to do this, after all, there are many tourists in the temple."

Zhuang Li said: "If two people are visiting together, this person can completely trick the target, for example... Well, buy a bottle of water, put some anesthetic in for him to drink, and then take it to a place where no one is there, waiting for him to faint, and the gods will transport the person away without knowing it, and it will be done."

"Carrying a man out of the temple," Du Jing said, "there are tourists everywhere, Zhuang Li, can you use your brain a little?"

Zhuang Li: "Uh...I imagine, is there a place like a secret door or a secret passage in the temple? After making the person faint, he carried him in, then went to the back door of the temple from the secret passage and transported him away?"

Du Jing's expression was simply unbearable, but Zhou Luoyang felt that Zhuang Li's speculation was normal. If it were him, he would have thought so. Of course, all these inferences were based on the premise that Xiao Wu's missing place was indeed in the temple.

Zhou Luoyang observed Du Jing, then looked at Zhuang Li, and said, "Is there anything wrong? I think this is very reasonable."

Zhuang Li: "???"

As soon as Zhou Luoyang got in, Du Jing couldn't curse Zhuang Li, so he had to patiently say to Zhou Luoyang: "Where is the reason? Do you think this inference is reasonable? How much does it cost to bribe a monk in a temple and abduct foreigners with great fanfare? How much is the possibility of leaking news?!"

"Yes...so." Zhuang Li also felt it was a bit unreasonable and replied, "But if the monks in the temple are involved with this organization, such as donating money, they might turn a blind eye? Or..."

"Yes," Zhou Luoyang said, "It's very likely! What if they collude?"

Du Jing was almost desperate, but it didn't matter that Zhou Luoyang couldn't figure it out, but Zhuang Li was his subordinate.

"Why is a very simple thing so complicated to do?!" Du Jing finally lost his patience and said to Zhuang Li, "How to take it away after being crucified?! Tell me!"

Zhuang Li was afraid of Du Jing and stammered: "Take it away?"

"Carry it with a sack?" Du Jing said, "use a car!"

"Yes!" Zhuang Li immediately agreed, "Drive away, Brother Jing."

Du Jing: "What can I do if I bribe the black car drivers? What's so complicated? Is it still building secret passages in the temple?! Are you crazy?"

Zhuang Li and Zhou Luoyang suddenly woke up like a dream and said, "Yes! Yes!"

The room was silent, after a full minute:

"They must have at least one reseller," Du Jing said, "or multiple."

"Yes!" Zhuang Li replied, "Take the person near the tourist attractions first, take the tour, and then take it into the car. You can directly take anesthesia and send it away."

There are often black cars that can solicit passengers near tourist attractions, especially vans. It is normal for multiple people to share a car. As a single man, tourists will not be wary of drinking water and food. After getting on the bus, they fall into a coma and take it to the transfer point and then they can be handed over to the next group of people to pull them away.

Zhou Luoyang had more questions at first, such as why he didn't get in the car and kidnap people after arriving at the airport, or when he left the next day after arriving at the hotel, but all of these questions were overturned by him in an instant - most of the airports were regular vehicles, and when he arrived in Ho Chi Minh City on the first day, he must have booked the hotel for the day and not checked in, which would be equivalent to leaving clues for investigation.

If a black car parked at the door of the hotel, it would be easy to be photographed by surveillance, which would easily arouse the victim's alertness. After thinking about it, it was indeed the most reasonable and efficient to start the first attraction the next day after arriving in Ho Chi Minh City. Xiao Wu and the abductor stayed in first, and temporarily held their luggage at the hotel front desk the next morning. They went out for fun and were taken away. The abductor then took his luggage with his cards and then went back to pick up his luggage.

As for where to go to the second stop, the victim will not make a very detailed plan, and even if he does it, he will not tell his friends.

But it is actually quite difficult to track this line.

"What about the things you asked you to bring?" Du Jing said.

"Don't worry, Brother Jing," Zhuang Li said, "and they all come with you."

Zhuang Li opened a small black box and said, "Thanks to my sister-in-law's archaeological invitation letter, everything we brought was not troubled by the customs. The declaration was for archaeological research."

"What is this?" Zhou Luoyang took a curious look at the box with round patches.

That afternoon, they went to the Mali Aman Temple, which was a Hindu temple. When they came out, Zhuang Li found an opportunity to post such patches on the black car that solicited customers.

After returning to the homestay, Zhuang Li turned on the computer and the routes of the 17 vans were all displayed on the large map screen. Du Jing began to analyze their routes. The black car shuttled through hotels of all sizes in Ho Chi Minh City, forming a well-connected and luminous network between them and important attractions.

Every place I have been to is marked, including four areas: B&B, Restaurant, Hotel, and Attraction. After get off work, the black car runs around until after ten o'clock, and each returns to the driver's home.

Then, all the vans used to attract customers in front of popular attractions were successfully tracked by Zhuang Li.
Chapter completed!