At 1:45 a.m., the battle between Lao Tie and Milan officially ended. Seeing Lao Tie wearing clothes and lighting a cigarette, Milan's body limp on the sofa had an indescribable laziness and elegance.

"Are you going to find that American now?" Lao Tie's combat power made her fascinated. Once such a thing is conquered, whether it is a man or a woman, she will have a sense of belonging to the other party, not a sense of belonging to private property, but a kind of obsession that only the other party can satisfy one's own obsession or even obsession.

"I will leave Bangkok after dawn, so I have to find that man tonight, which is very important to me." Lao Tie did not leave immediately, walked to the wine cabinet on the side and opened a bottle of brandy, poured himself a large glass and killed it in one bite. Then he looked at Milan and answered her question with a smile.

"Are you leaving Bangkok?" Milan was a little surprised by this answer, because she was fascinated by Lao Tie now. Whether it was her combat effectiveness in bed or her mature masculinity that seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes of life, she could not let go so easily.

"For the time being, I have something important, it's life and death, so I have to leave here and complete it." Lao Tie would not say anything specific to Milan, and Milan's eyes flashed and seemed to think of something. She sat up from the sofa and let her completely naked body show her in front of Lao Tie.

"Tie, I lied to you before. That American came to my club on one, three or five, but he only stayed for an hour and left. It was like this every time. So now he has left long ago. If you really want to find him, you can only be tomorrow." Milan's words were quite sincere. Lao Tie was so angry that he was not considered helpless, but he was a little helpless. After all, this woman had just been struggling with him in bed for so long. Although she had planned to "detoxify", the things on the bed were real.

"It seems that my trip to Bangkok has been in vain." Lao Tie turned around and walked towards the door while speaking, but Milan, behind him, spoke up and gave Lao Tie a suggestion: "Tie, it's actually very simple to find him. I'll ask him for you, and then you two have a good chat." Milan's trump card was taking out bit by bit, while Lao Tie smiled and shook his head. His previous favoritism for Milan almost disappeared completely.

"No need, thank you for your kindness. I'd better go find him bye bye bye bye bye." After saying that, Lao Tie opened the door and left Milan's room. The music continued in the lobby of the club downstairs. The result of the beer battle had already appeared, and the six women had been divided up long ago.

"Interesting man, stingy." Milan got up and walked into the bedroom after Lao Tie left. He quickly put on a black skirt that was exactly the same as the one before. He opened the blinds, looked at the night outside the window, and muttered softly.

Lao Tie did not stay in the club's lobby for too long. After more than ten minutes, he confirmed that the person he was looking for was not in the club. Then he got up and left the Red Mae River Club, returned to the hotel where he stayed, picked up the phone and booked a train ticket from Bangkok to Chiang Mai.

In the early morning, the sun shone on every corner of Bangkok City. Lao Tie got up early and had breakfast. Then he was about to go to the train station to leave Bangkok. Just as Lao Tie had just walked out of the hotel elevator, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

"Good morning, good morning." There is only one person who calls him this, that is Milan. This woman seems to know that she lives here, and it seems that she has been waiting here for a long time.

"Miss Milan, why? Do you like me very much?" Lao Tie knew that this woman was so chasing her, and if the guess was good, it should be about McCullough, an American member of the peeper. As for the specific situation, it can only be known after Milan speaks it himself.

"Tie, you are right, I like you, but I'm not here this time to like you. I've found the person you are looking for. Although I can't help you make an appointment with him, you can go and find him by yourself." Milan's words surprised Lao Tie a little. Strictly speaking, the relationship between Milan and him was the relationship in bed last night, and other relationships did not exist at all.

A woman who has only had a passion for you for a night now, now spends so much effort to help you. If you think about it normally, I am afraid that this woman’s motivation is worth thinking about.

"Why do you want to help me?" There are still some vigilance. Milan found McCullough in such a short time, which shows that Milan's intelligence system in Bangkok is also very developed. Moreover, she is familiar with it and found the hotel where she stays, which can even explain some problems.

"I said, I fell in love with you, it's that simple. McCullough is now in this place, tell me your mobile phone number and I'll send it to you." Milan seemed too lazy to explain to Lao Tie, so she took out her mobile phone, got Lao Tie's mobile phone number in disguise, and then sent an address to Lao Tie.

"This place is about twenty-five minutes away. If you are in a hurry to leave Bangkok, I think we'd better leave immediately." Milan satisfactorily put away her phone. One of her tasks on this trip, got Lao Tie's phone number. This matter has been completed. The next thing is to help Lao Tie find McCullough, and it is not a request for reward at all. Of course, it is also wrong to say so strictly. Perhaps it is more accurate to define this time without requesting rewards.

"I hope I can catch the train." Now I don't care about it and think too much. Anyway, I only have one purpose to come to Bangkok. Now I have the opportunity to talk to McCullo. No matter what the result is, I have to go there in person.

"Let's go, my car is outside." Milan turned around and walked outside while speaking, and Lao Tie hesitated for a moment and then followed.

The black Nissan 370Z instantly started and rushed out, galloping towards where McCullough was at this time.

In the car, Lao Tie and Milan didn't say anything, and the atmosphere was a little dull. However, after Milan opened the DV in the car, the music added a bit of a strange silence to the small silence between the two.

"We're here." It was indeed about twenty-five minutes, and the car slowly stopped at the door of a golf course.

"Are you sure he is here?" Lao Tie looked at the time. There was still an hour and a half before the train driving time. In addition to the about forty minutes from here to reach the train station, his time was still sufficient.

"McCullough is a businessman, and he is a businessman who knows how to enjoy life. Golf is his favorite. I got this news from him myself. I also like golf, but I don't play very well. I hope you have good skills. Otherwise, he might not even look at you." Milan got out of the car and stood in front of Lao Tie, holding Lao Tie's arm naturally.

Lao Tie was a little worried. The girl Milan seemed to be setting up a trap for him, and this set was the type of person he had to get into. In the words of his ancestors, this was called a conspiracy. It means that he was digging a hole for you and letting you jump, but you had to jump for some reason.

This is much more advanced than those conspiracies.

"Fortunately, I've played it several times." Lao Tie murmured softly, and ignored Milan holding his arm and walked into the golf course called Lanshan.

Just when Lao Tie and Milan came to the reception desk of Lanshan Golf Course, Lao Tie received a call from Chu Yan. When Milan went to handle some procedures, Lao Tie took a break from his busy schedule and went outside to communicate and report with Chu Yan.

"Lao Tie, when will your hummingbird arrive? The longer the time delays, the more unfavorable it will be for our actions. You'd better be faster." Chu Yan's daily task these days is to accompany Wan Caini around Chiang Mai and do a standard vacation activity.

"Captain, I will return to Chiang Mai today. After these days of investigation, I finally found McCullough, the peeper, and was about to contact him." Lao Tie turned around and said this. Milan in the distance had completed the procedures, and the caddie on the side had already driven a golf course car.
Chapter completed!