The two-legged one would definitely not be able to catch up with the four-legged one, and coupled with the unfamiliar environment, Ling Feng and Vivian finally gave up tracking the little boy.

"Why is he eyeing you?" On the way to the temple of Khajuraho, Vivien asked.

Ling Feng said: "I didn't suspect anything about him when he appeared last night, but he reappeared today, which is not normal. ”

"If the other side is hostile, it is impossible to send a child against us, right?"

"No, that's not what I meant." Ling Feng said, "Do you remember the photo I showed you?" The Indian named Ramasinghe, whom Father John Borg hired, had a son who was not only about the same age, but also very similar in appearance. ”

"Are you sure?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but if you can look at his face up close, you can compare the photos to know for sure. Last night's street lights were dim, and I couldn't see his face clearly just now, but I had a gut feeling that he was the child in the photo. Ling Feng said excitedly.

"We didn't find Ramasinghe, but his son did, and I have reason to believe that Ramasinghe was nearby and that he was already eyeing us. His son will reappear, and we will only have to follow him to find Ramasingh. Vivien said.

"Well, let's go back first, you go to the black market to buy guns, and I'll make some preparations, the next time that little boy reappears, I can't let him run away like this again." Ling Feng said.

As the two returned to the Kajuraho Temple, the little boy never reappeared.

On the way back, Ling Feng had been wondering what the little boy's purpose was, and whether Ramasingh himself was nearby. There are a lot of problems, but none of them have been solved.

Returning to the Temple of Cajuraho, Ling Feng and Vivien found Ram Jason. Neither of them mentioned anything about the little boy.

"Mr. Ling, where have you been?" Ram Jason had a flattering smile on his face.

"Walked around the neighborhood." Ling Feng said.

"Come with me, I'll show you something." Ram Jason said.

"See what?" Ling Feng's interest was faint. Vivian was going to the black market to buy guns, and he had to make some preparations, so he didn't want to waste time.

Ramjason insisted: "Come with me, you will be surprised." Well, let me suggest, it has to do with why you hired me. ”

Ling Feng originally wanted to refuse, but as soon as he heard Ram Jason's words, his heart fluttered, and he blurted out, "What did you find?" ”

"Mr. Ling, please allow me to retain a little mystery. Hehe, come with me, you'll find out soon. Ram Jason had a sinister smile on his face.

"Alright, please lead the way." Ling Feng said politely. In fact, he couldn't help but want to kick it over.

Leaving the Temple of Cajuraho, Ling Feng and Vivien followed Ram Jason towards the town. The small town of Khajuraho prospered because of the Kajuraho Temple, where most of the people lived were the Brahmin caste, the highest caste.

"My friend lives in this town, and I visited him just now. He is a collector and loves to collect ancient artifacts and works of art above all else. He is a very elegant person, Mr. Ling, and you will like him. On the way, Ram Jason mentioned his friend, "Well, his name is Ganderson and he has the same surname as me." ”

Ling Feng smiled and said politely, "Certainly, it is my honor to know someone from the Brahmin caste. ”

"That's good, hehe, what I found is one of his collections." Ram Jason said.

"What kind of collectibles?" Ling Feng asked.

"Mr. Ling, didn't you say that? Please keep me a mystery for a moment. ”

Ling Feng, "......"

Located at the west end of the town, Kenderson's home is a chic courtyard with flowers and trees in front of and behind the house. The yard was also kept clean and comfortable.

An old man in a white robe was building rose branches with scissors in the front yard, and on a wooden table was a vase with several roses already inserted.

"Brother Kenderson, I'm back." Ram Jason said hello.

The old man who cut the flowers raised his head and glanced at the three people who were walking towards his house, but there was no expression on his face.

With this lukewarm expression, Ram Jason said that he was a friend of the family, and Ling Feng didn't believe it. But here he is, he also wants to see what Ram Jason's guy has found.

Ram Jason led Ling Feng and Vivian into the front door enclosed by a wooden fence with a smile on his face, "Ganderson, these are the Mr. Ling and Miss Vivien I mentioned to you. ”

"Hello, Mr. Gunderson." Ling Feng greeted him politely.

Ganderson didn't show the corresponding politeness, but said lightly: "I know what you're here for, but I'm not a museum here, so people can visit it casually." Please come back, and don't come again. ”

"Brother Ganderson, you ......" Ram Jason was slapped in the face, and his face was a little unbearable.

"You can go too." ”

Another slap in the face.

Ling Feng frowned, but he was a little unwilling in his heart, he pulled Ram Jason to the side and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ram Jason, now you can sue me what you found in his house, right?" You sue me, and I'll find a way to get him to change his mind. ”

Vivien also leaned over and listened to the two of them.

Ram Jason then said: "It's an oil painting, painted by a deceased painter, about seventy or eighty years old. That painting is somewhat similar to the picture you showed me, and I think it's the same place, so I wanted to show you. ”

An oil painting and the back of that picture that Ramasinger gave to Father John Borg. The scenery is similar, and it's really a coincidence. However, this is a very important clue. If that painter was painting the same place, then there is a good chance that the collector in front of him would know about the villages and temples in the painting!

Ling Feng's heart was full of excitement, but his face was very calm, and he just said lightly: "Well, I know, I'll go talk to him." ”

"Okay, but my friend is a very stubborn person." Ram Jason said.

Ling Feng walked over to Gunderson.

"Ling, I'm really sorry, I'll ...... Make it easy. Vivien said suddenly.

Ling Feng was slightly stunned for a moment, but he winked at Vivian at him, and he immediately understood her motives. He cooperated: "Hey, you really are, aren't you looking for trouble?" It's our first time, are you embarrassed to borrow someone's bathroom? ”

But before Vivien could speak, Ganderson said, "I don't have a toilet in my house, so I said what are you still standing here for?" Let's go, don't delay me arranging flowers. ”

"I'll ...... Solve it in the woods over there, Ling, you wait for me. Vivien trotted all the way to the woods next to her.

"She's really, hey." Ling Feng pretended to complain about Vivian's ignorance, and then walked aisle next to Ganderson, "Mr. Ganderson, I, I'm actually a collector, and I have a lot of cultural relics and works of art at home. If we can, we can make a deal. ”

"I don't need to trade, you guys go, if you continue to pester, then don't blame me for being rude." Ganderson said unceremoniously.

"Well, if you change your mind at any point, you can contact me." Ling Feng took out a business card and placed it on the table next to Ganderson.

The business card had his name and identity written in Chinese and English, as well as a contact number.

"Mr. Ram Jason, let's go, don't bother people anymore." Ling Feng turned to leave.

Ram Jason glared at Ganderson and said angrily, "You're such a stubborn guy, didn't I just bring a gift?" Is this how our friendship ends? Don't expect me to introduce you to good collectibles in the future, goodbye! ”

Kenderson didn't even blink an eyelid, and was calm.

Whether it was Ganderson or Ram Jason, Ling Feng gave the two of them a glance - wonderful.

"Mr. Ling, I'm really sorry to make you run for nothing." Ram Jason said apologetically.

"It's okay, I don't have anything to lose." Ling Feng said.

"What about Miss Vivien? Are we going to wait for her? Ram Jason looked at the woods that Vivien had entered, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

Ling Feng was sure that he was fantasizing about something unhealthy in his mind, but he said, "I'll just stay and wait for her, you can go back to the hotel first." ”

"How does this work?"

"Why don't you help me buy some more fruit?" Ling Feng took out another hundred dollars and put it in Ram Jason's hands.

"Mr. Ling, you ...... Haha, I see, I see, you're amazing. I also like to do that kind of thing in the wild, it's very emotional and exciting. Ram Jason held the money in his hand, and the smile on his face was particularly cheap.

"And what are you still standing for? Go buy fruit. Ling Feng urged.

"I'll go, I'll go right away." Ram Jason walked away immediately.

Looking at Ram Jason's back, Ling Feng secretly said in his heart: "It seems that it is a wise choice for Ganderson to break off your friendship, whoever has a friend like you will definitely be unlucky." ”

Ram Jason also had his thoughts in his heart, "The whole world says that Hua Guo is rich, I don't believe it yet, but now it seems to be true, this Mr. Ling is simply the best representative of the Chinese people." But how does he give people the feeling of being stupid? ”

Ling Feng glanced back at Ganderson, who was still cutting flowers, and then walked towards the woods.

There was no Vivien squatting in the woods to solve the problem, and the location of the female snitch at the moment should be at the Gandeson house. With a female snitch with him, even the stubborn Gundeson couldn't stop him from getting the painting.

Sure enough, Ling Feng waited in the woods for about ten minutes before a series of footsteps came from one side. He looked over and saw Vivien walking towards him. The female snitch already has an extra painttube in her hand.

"So fast?" Ling Feng said with a smile.

"There was hardly any security in his home, so it wasn't difficult for me," Vivian said. ”

"Is that the painting?" Ling Feng looked at the painting tube in her hand, and couldn't help but get excited again.

Vivien nodded, "I've seen it, it's really similar, you can take a look too." ”

Ling Feng took the painting tube from Vivian's hand, and then pulled out the oil painting contained inside. Vivien holds the painting with him, allowing it to unfold in the air.

The painting depicts an old village with an even more ancient temple at the back of the village. The river, the trees, and the clusters of wild chrysanthemums scattered along the banks and under the trees are in full bloom.

Ling Feng then took out the photo Ramasinger sent to Father John Borg and compared it carefully. He quickly came to a conclusion.