One month later, Siem Reap, evening.

***

Yi Sa packed a piece of seafood fried rice noodles at a roadside stall and hung it on the motorcycle handle. When he drove it out, he swayed the plastic bag containing the lunch box.

There was a red light at the intersection. She stopped and waited for a while before starting the car again when it turned green.

After driving a few steps, someone walked into the driveway, as if in a trance, and ran straight into her head.

Yi Sa braked suddenly, and the man reacted and hurriedly retreated. Unexpectedly, a motorcycle suddenly passed by him. He was in a dilemma and was in a mess. After a while, he came back to his senses and apologized to Yi Sa who was blocked by him.

Yi Sa looked at his face: "Long Song?"

Long Song was stunned: "Do you know me?"

Yi Sa lifted up the helmet cover.

“…Oh, Miss Yi.”

Such a distraught person is really not like the person in charge of a big hotel.

Yi Sa pulled the car aside: "Didn't you see the traffic light?"

Long Song was embarrassed: "I was just thinking about things but didn't pay attention. I'm so embarrassed."

If it was a stranger, Yi Sa would probably shy his face, but she had met Long Song several times, so she was considered an acquaintance, so she would be a different story.

Moreover, she suddenly remembered Zong Hang.

The scene of the scene where he raised his head, swollen face, and waved goodbye to her suddenly became vivid in his mind.

Yi Sa asked casually: "Get off work so early?"

It feels like it is not yet time to get off work, and the intersection is a distance from Angkor Hotel. The point of Long Song appears here, and it is 80% that it is leaving early.

Long Song embarrassedly: "No, I'll come for an interview."

interview?

Yi Sa was stunned and then noticed that Long Song had just come out of a hotel on the side of the road.

This hotel is quite good, but its scale and style are better than Angkor Hotel. In Yi Sa's opinion, it's a low jump: "Why, I think my old boss has paid less money?"

Long Song smiled bitterly: "Where do you say?"

After a pause, he added: "If something happened, how could I stay?"

Yi Sa was surprised: "What happened?"

Long Song was stunned: "Don't you know?"

Zong Hang's disappearance was a big news a while ago. There were discussions in the streets and alleys, where there were Chinese people. Later, Zong Bisheng's million-dollar Xuanhong pushed the heat of this matter to a new high. It was not until the past two days that things slowly faded.

He thought everyone knew about this.

Yi Sa said: "I was not in Cambodia a while ago. I don't know what happened here."

After she sent Ding Qi away from Fu Village, she went directly along the Hebei region, patrolling the river and collecting rent. Most of the places where she went were inconvenient information, and she had just returned from the Cambodia-Thailand border this afternoon.

Long Song explained to Yi Sa: "The son of our Chinese boss in the hotel disappeared in the old market more than a month ago and has not been found..."

Yi Sa felt something was wrong: "The son of the boss in your hotel?"

Zong Hang seems to be the son of the Chinese boss. How many sons does this Chinese boss have?

Long Song nodded: "I've found you for him. Do you still remember it? The one who was beaten."

Yi Sa paused in his heart: "Zong Hang?"

Long Song nodded.

How did she know Zong Hang's name? Did she ask her in front of her? Maybe, after something happened, he was always confused and couldn't remember many things.

Yi Sa confirmed with him: "Have you been back?"

"Yes, everyone thought they were kidnapped. Boss Zong said to the public that he only had this son and he was willing to pay for any ransom. Who knew that no kidnappers had called, and the embassy also came forward. The police attached great importance to it, but there was no news..."

No, Yi Sa's mind was thrust.

It shouldn't be. She explained Zong Hang very clearly, which was equivalent to paving the road under his feet: as long as he seeks help from those passing by, he should be able to return to Siem Reap. Most locals are still very simple. Did he make any mistakes in this last link?

Long Song noticed that she was a little absent-minded: "Ms. Yi?"

Yi Sa calmed down and covered her with a smile: "It's just for this matter that the boss of the sect quit you?"

Long Song smiled bitterly: "No, the boss and his family are all very good, and they didn't say anything about me. They stayed here for half a month. Later, because Mrs. Zong was overly sad and in poor health, she returned to China temporarily... It was because I couldn't stay by myself. People sent the child over and called me to take care of me. I felt ashamed of taking care of me so much... "

His eyes were a little astringent and he couldn't continue to say anything.

At first, facing Zong Bisheng and Tong Hong who rushed over overnight, he was ready to defend himself. He was Zong Hang's mentor, but he couldn't blame him for such unrestrained disasters.

Who knew that after Zong Bisheng and his wife understood the whole story, they didn't say anything about him. Tong Hong cried so much that her eyes didn't swell. She also asked him: "Long Song, you are a local. Look, can you have any private channels? Find out if you have any way to find out what kind of money you have? You don't worry about spending, just don't let our Hanghang suffer outside..."

It would be great if someone blamed him, but he could just defend himself.

The eyes were a little blurred. As the sound of cars coming and going, he heard Yi Sa ask him: "Have you eaten yet?"

Long Song nodded.

Yi Sa brought him the fried rice noodles hanging on the handlebars.

Long Song didn't know what it was, so he took it in a daze and smelled a scent that came out of the gap in the pocket that was not tightly tied.

Yi Sa said: "I think you shouldn't resign. You are the partner of the boss of the Zong and the person he trusts. He has returned to China for the time being. His son's affairs have not yet been settled. There are no other capable people here, so I am counting on you to follow up here."

"If you feel sorry for others, you should try your best to help. He is now in a state of chores. Even if you can't find Zong Hang, helping him run the hotel well will all relieve his worries. As a result, you patted your butt and ran away because of guilt. He still had to spend some time recruiting people."

She started the car again: "For example, if you kill someone and want to atone for sins, you should take care of the orphan and widowed mother first, but once you leave, even if you create a Buddha to save people, it will be logical."

After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and left.

***

Originally, I should have gone to see the business of Tutuche Bar.

But when the car arrived near the old market, Yi Sa stopped again.

Zong Hang did not return to Siem Reap.

She asked Chen Tu to send Zong Hang to a "subtle wasteland as far as possible". Could it be that this link made a mistake that led to Zong Hang leaving the wolf's nest and entering the tiger's mouth - where did Chen Tu send Zong Hang?

Yi Sa took out his cell phone and went to search Chen Tu's number.

To be honest, if she hadn't met Long Song, she would have almost forgotten about this.

She actually didn't take the matter of saving Zong Hang to heart: It's just a trick. She is a water ghost and does nothing wrong. Chen Tu is also an old world. He occasionally said that it was a piece of cake to lead people to secretly cross the boundary river with garrisons back then. How difficult would it be to send someone ashore?

To her, she asked Chen Tu to send Zong Hang to her journey, it looked like a foster ghost. She said hello, but she never asked for the follow-up, and Chen Tu never looked for her.

In the eyes of these people, only if something happens, you need to make a phone call.

The phone book was too long, and she couldn't keep turning it up, and her heart became more and more anxious: both of them were busy, one was unstable, collecting rent everywhere, and the other was keen on running clinics, handling goods and medicines, handling community disputes, and saving numbers, just in case, no one could remember who came. I didn't know what year or month it was last call.

Finally turned it over.

Yi Sa pressed the dial.

Chen Tu turned off his phone.

Yi Sa tried to convince herself that this was normal: most of the medicines Chen Tu made were unknown, the previous company was well organized, and the transaction process was strictly guarded. It seemed that it was not uncommon to shut down the entire process.

She put away her cell phone, slowed down the car, and slowly entered the old market.

The night market is about to open, and there are more and more pedestrians. Many stalls are preparing for the opening of the market. Her tuk-tuk car bar is also in place in the old place. The Cambodian who rents the bar is turning on the lights. When the switch is turned on, the gray bar counter is immediately filled with glitter.

As the light and shadow flickered, the man also saw her, and raised his hand to greet her: "Hi, Isa..."

Before he could finish his greeting, his hand was raised in the air awkwardly.

Because Yi Sa's motorcycle suddenly turned around and left.

***

Li Zhenxiang was sleeping soundly and heard the door pounding.

I opened my eyes and saw that it was midnight. The man beside me muttered impatiently, not intending to open the door.

Li Zhenxiang wanted to light the light first, but the door was knocked very quickly. In the darkness, it sounded like a drum beat, with an ominous meaning, which made her frightened and touched the darkness, and went to the door with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

As soon as he opened it, the man called her: "Sister Xiang."

Li Zhenxiang reacted after a few seconds: "Isa? Why are you here? Are you here... picking up the big bird?"

When Yi Sa left, Chen Tu had not returned yet, so he entrusted the black ghost to Li Zhenxiang. Li Zhenxiang couldn't understand why this beast had grown into a bird-like appearance, so he stubbornly called it a big bird.

"I just went to Chen Tu's house. It seemed like he was no different when he walked with me. Did he never come back?"

"yes."

"Have you called him?"

"Often the boss calls me. He goes out and I'm on vacation, so I don't look for him."

"Then has he looked for you?"
To be continued...