Chapter 121: Decision

I grabbed my phone and shrugged helplessly at my mom and dad.

"It seems that they can't ask anything about it. Originally, there was a problem with language communication, but now their attitude is not very good, and there is really no way to ......" I said as I looked at the two old men.

"Alas...... How is this good, we ......" Mom stood up angrily and sat down anxiously. Looking at her anxious expression, my heart was not very comfortable.

"Okay Mom, don't worry, I'll take care of this matter. I immediately went to book a plane ticket to Indonesia, and I had to meet Shao Mu in front of me. I patted her on the shoulder and suddenly said something I probably wouldn't have been able to do.

As soon as the words came out, I regretted it. But seeing the enthusiastic eyes of my mother and father, I couldn't bear to refuse them two again.

There's no way, it's hard to chase the horse, so I'll try my best.

"Mom and Dad, I will investigate this matter, and I will try my best to rescue Shao Mu. However, there is a premise, if I find out that Shao Mu is really transporting drugs, not only will I not help him, I will definitely send him to prison again, and even help the Indonesian police to repatriate him, do you know? ”

I said to them. That's right, that's my bottom line.

I can help you, but at that time it was based on the premise that you were really innocent, and if you were lying, using your own misery to gain my sympathy, or the sympathy of my parents, I would not let you go easily.

Shao Mu, I hope you'd better be honest.

I thought to myself.

Both parents nodded their heads in agreement. "Shao Feng, we are still clear about this. After all, such a thing as transporting drugs is intolerable no matter who you are, no matter where you are. ”

I made small talk with them for a while and then left. I still have a lot to do before I go back to Indonesia. First of all, the visa problem, I have a passport for a long time, but I have to get a visa to Indonesia in these days, but it generally takes about half a month to apply for a visa.

I had no choice but to take advantage of our police station. That is, find a relationship to apply for a "police expedited visa" for me, because it will involve going abroad to investigate the case, so almost every police station has such power.

In addition, there is the issue of the work of the police...... I have to find a convincing reason to ask the director for leave, otherwise I will leave my post without permission during my work, and if there is any urgent case in the middle of the process, and I can't handle it well, then I will be completely finished.

After I came out of my parents' house, I suddenly felt a little excited and a little lost. I was excited because, at least I now knew, that the numbers on that note weren't a whim prank by somebody, but something that really needed to be told to me to go to that location.

What is sad is that I have just finished the case of the "Four Divine Sects", and before I have had time to rest for a few days, I have to investigate another matter, and this matter is likely to not be supported by the police, so I can only rely on my own strength and fight alone.

But who made my character like this, I am naturally curious about everything, not to mention this kind of puzzle in front of me, if I don't find out, I will be very uncomfortable even if I eat and sleep well every day.

Moreover, I also had a vague feeling that if I had been to Indonesia and had managed to meet the person who had given me the note, I would probably have known something particularly interesting.

As Wu Mian told me, we all have to abide by the "rules of the game", otherwise it won't be fun.

So, what exactly are the rules of this game?

Could it be that framing my brother Shao Mu is also part of this game? In fact, as far as I know from my parents, everything about him is also a fog, waiting for me to sort it out slowly.

If he is still alive, why hasn't he come back to see us after being missing for so long? Why is he in Indonesia, and why is he suddenly returning home? Why did his friend ask him to help transport a bag of drugs that could be used for the death penalty? Did he provoke someone or organization abroad?

That's what I want to know. Only now, before I see him, I don't bother to think about it for a while.

The next day, I went straight to the police station and found the chief.

"Xiao Shao? Hehe, what, you big detective finally remembered today that you have time to come and see me, an old fellow? "When I walked into the director's office, he was still reading the newspaper that had just been delivered today. The same old look, with a cigarette in his hand.

I said, "Director, didn't I just crack the case related to the cult organization recently, and I just found time to ...... it."

"Okay, don't be polite to me, say, what do you want me to do, or what do you need me to help you with this time?" The director said unhurriedly, taking a puff on his cigarette and not taking his eyes off the newspaper for a moment.

"I ......" is really the director, and I know at once that I have a request.

"Director, I need to apply for an urgent visa to Indonesia." I didn't hesitate any longer, and cheekily stated my needs, thinking that a dead horse would be a live horse doctor anyway, and it would be a big deal to not go after being rejected.

"Oh?" After listening to my words, the director finally raised his head and looked at me with interest.

"Indonesia? Interesting, tell me your reasoning. He had a cigarette in his finger and looked at me with a glint in his eyes, as if I were his prey. This stretch made me feel very uncomfortable. So I had to bite the bullet and say:

"Director, I'll tell you the truth. I have an older brother, a biological brother, who disappeared when I was very young. But yesterday my parents told me that he showed up and made a phone call to our house. But this call was for help, because ......"

"Because he was detained by Indonesian customs because he was carrying a large amount of drugs across the border, the amount of drugs could almost sentence him to death. But when he called us, he said that he was innocent and had been framed by a friend. So, I promised my parents to find out about it. ”

Hearing my words, the director was stunned, he seemed to be a little unconvinced by his ears.

Then he handed me the newspaper in his hand.