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"What did you say, where is Wang Qian?" Yingzi asked, looking confused.
Fei Hu straightened up, let out a sigh, and shared his concerns from the past few days of receiving calls, especially earlier when the other party's jealousy flared up upon hearing Fei Hu mention wanting to sleep with Yingzi. This made Fei Hu even more certain that this woman must be Wang Qian.
After listening, it took Yingzi a while before she asked Fei Hu, "Are you involved with Wang Qian too? You're too indulgent; how can you like every woman you see? No wonder Wang Qian could scheme against you. There's an old saying in China: 'Flies don't bother a seamless egg.' You're definitely the rotten egg with a crack." Yingzi scolded fiercely.
A rotten egg is just a rotten egg; it’s already spoiled, so it doesn’t matter anymore. There’s no time to dwell on such matters now. He should find a way to get out; otherwise, being locked in this room is no different from being in prison.
"Hey, do you think this woman lives next door to us?" Fei Hu suddenly asked Yingzi.
Yingzi shot him a glare and said, "Do you have some kind of telepathy? I don’t. Why don’t you go out for a walk? Maybe she’ll reminisce about the past and continue your story tonight. That would be quite something." Yingzi's words were filled with jealousy.
"You see, she knows everything we do, which means she’s right next to us and came here with us. She might have been on the same flight. From my estimation, she likely lives next door, watching us with her two eyes constantly. What do you think?" Fei Hu analyzed seriously.
Yingzi nodded sincerely and said, "You make a good point. I've been observing too; indeed, someone has been very close to us all along. But it seems to be a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. However, his skin looks quite delicate and fair," Yingzi recalled slowly.
Upon hearing this, Fei Hu excitedly slapped his thigh and said, "That's right! This person could very well be Wang Qian in disguise. Don’t you remember that three Little Men were involved in the deal with Ye Wu the other night? They all turned out to be women. If that's the case, Wang Qian might be among those three people. If that's true, then Wang Qian is hiding really deep," Fei Hu said, shaking his head in disbelief.
Yingzi remained silent for a while before finally nodding and saying, "Your analysis makes a lot of sense. It seems this group has been targeting the Dragon Tiger Gang for a long time. Although they use different methods, their ultimate goal is the same: to destroy the Dragon Tiger Gang and establish their foothold in City A. Fortunately, Sheng Wei almost got wiped out. If Ye Wu hadn’t died, he would have become their puppet controlling drug trafficking in City A. This group is truly formidable; no wonder Interpol has been unable to catch them after so many years."
"Well, since we have a general idea now, we need to find a way to relay this information; otherwise Ni Ling and the others won’t know anything," Fei Hu said in a consulting tone.
Yingzi glanced at Fei Hu, took off her jacket, then lay down on the bed coldly saying, "Let’s sleep. What are they doing? You don’t even know that?"
Indeed, what was he doing? He had no idea what awaited them tomorrow. Fei Hu turned off the lights and tossed and turned in bed but couldn’t fall asleep. He was worried about what they would face the next day and also distracted by having a beautiful woman beside him—how could he not have thoughts about it? Just as he felt himself drifting off to sleep, his phone rang.
Fei Hu suddenly got up, grabbed his phone, and saw that it was just past two in the morning. It was an unknown call. He took a deep breath and answered the phone. The voice on the other end was a woman, but it was different from the one he had heard before. She coldly said, "Leave the hotel immediately. There is a black sedan by the roadside. Open the door and get in." After saying this, the woman hung up.
In the middle of the night, receiving such a call nearly drove Fei Hu mad. With all this commotion, Yingzi also woke up. She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and asked, "Are we supposed to leave right now?" Fei Hu helplessly nodded.
As soon as they exited the hotel, they spotted the black sedan by the roadside. Following the instructions from the call, Fei Hu and Yingzi walked over, silently opened the car door, and got in. They then realized there was only a driver inside; it was hard to tell whether the driver was male or female as they remained silent while starting the car.
The night view of Ho Chi Minh City was quite beautiful, but Fei Hu had no mind to appreciate it; his thoughts were elsewhere. He thought of Ye Xiaofei and wondered if she was being tormented as well, unable to sleep even if she wanted to.
The car quickly left the city center, and after a while, Fei Hu noticed they had entered a mountainous area with unfamiliar broadleaf forests lining both sides of the road. Where were they headed? Fei Hu glanced at the driver but hesitated to speak.
As they swayed back and forth, Fei Hu and Yingzi unknowingly fell asleep. When they woke up, it seemed they had re-entered a city. Looking at the buildings around them, which were neither too tall nor too short, Fei Hu finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"In two hours, we will arrive in Hanoi," the driver replied coldly. Interesting; even the driver was arranged to be a woman.
Fei Hu checked his watch and realized they had slept deeply; it was already past two in the afternoon. Calculating it out, they had been on the road for over ten hours. Yingzi quietly asked Fei Hu, "Where are we going? Didn't you come to Vietnam before?"
"It seems we are heading to Hanoi. This is such a waste of time; we could have just taken a direct flight to Hanoi instead of going in such a big circle," Fei Hu stretched his back; he felt both tired and hungry.
Yingzi didn't seem to care about anything; she crawled onto Fei Hu's lap and began her second nap. Unable to resist any longer, Fei Hu tentatively asked, "After driving so far, doesn't the car need refueling?"
"It was just refueled while you were sleeping; you don't need to worry about that. It's best if you talk less so you don't distract me while I'm driving. If there's an accident, we'll all be in trouble," the female driver said as she pressed down hard on the accelerator, making the car speed away like crazy.
What kind of madness is this? Observing closely, Fei Hu noticed that the female driver kept glancing at the rearview mirror. He could roughly guess that she might have spotted suspicious vehicles. After racing for more than ten minutes, the car began to drive smoothly again.
Since even the driver spoke Chinese, where exactly were these people from? Hong Kong? Taiwan? Or mainland China? The more Fei Hu thought about it, the more confused he became without any clues. Suddenly he noticed that at some point, the female driver had lit a cigarette. Her smoking posture looked quite unattractive; Fei Hu secretly laughed but then caught a whiff of a pleasant aroma coming from it. He inhaled deeply twice and soon felt dizzy before losing consciousness.
After an unknown amount of time passed, when Fei Hu opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a wooden house. It felt like a dream; he had only seen such houses on television before. It seemed he had truly arrived in Vietnam. Sitting up and stretching lazily, he looked out of the window and gasped—this place was actually in the Great Forest! All around him were trees of varying heights and lush greenery with wild grass growing everywhere.
Fei Hu suddenly felt an intense itch all over his body. When he looked down, he saw small bumps on his head and arms. It seemed that mosquitoes were to blame. As he scratched, he realized that his clothes had been completely changed. He was startled, and his mind became clearer. "Where is Yingzi?" he thought anxiously. He rushed towards the door, only to find that the heavy wooden door had been locked from the outside.
Fei Hu grabbed the door with both hands and shouted, "Someone! Please come!" After a few attempts, he suddenly felt weak all over, his legs turned to jelly, and he saw stars, nearly fainting.
With a creak, the large wooden door was pushed open, revealing a beautiful woman in camouflage clothing standing at the entrance. She chuckled, "You really are something; you haven't eaten for three or four days and still have such a loud voice."
Fei Hu struggled to lift his head. The woman at the door had a slender figure and wore her camouflage outfit very well. Her top was unbuttoned, and her two rounded curves pushed against her black tank top, creating two modestly sized bumps. With a sweet smile on her lovely face and her long hair tied back in a ponytail, she looked neat and tidy.
After staring for a while, Fei Hu suddenly exclaimed, "You are Wang Qian," and then his mind buzzed again, nearly causing him to faint once more.
"Someone! Quickly bring the food!" Wang Qian shouted loudly towards the outside.
Before long, a bowl of rice and three or four unknown dishes were placed on the wooden table in front of Fei Hu. Starving, he didn't have time to examine the food; he began to eat voraciously. A few times he nearly choked but was relieved to find a bowl of water on the table. As he consumed several bowls of rice, Fei Hu gradually regained his strength and no longer felt faint.
"Yingzi, where have you taken Yingzi?" After putting down his bowl, Fei Hu called out to the smiling Wang Qian. This woman looked beautiful in anything she wore, but Fei Hu never expected that she was actually a drug dealer.
Wang Qian glanced at Fei Hu and coldly replied, "Just take care of yourself; this isn't your cozy nest. You still need a woman to keep you company while you sleep. We let her stay with Ye Xiaofei. That should be fine."
Upon hearing this, Fei Hu felt relieved. He stood up and looked outside at the Great Forest, then turned back to ask Wang Qian, "Where is this? Why is it so desolate?"
"Golden Triangle," Wang Qian's voice sounded as eerie as the name of the place itself.
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