I went out to the bathroom, and a man came out of it and passed me by, a tall man in a neat white Chinese shirt and pants, with a round head and a bald head. It was actually Sister Jiang's husband, Master Chen. Immediately I was dumbfounded, and my brain buzzed. Master Chen glanced at me and walked to the door of the men's bathroom to wash his hands. That's when I remembered that he hadn't seen me. This is called a thief's weak heart.

Subconsciously looked left and right, I didn't see Sister Jiang in the restaurant. I didn't have the heart to pee, I lowered my head and prepared to slip away, but I saw that the color of the five poisonous oil necklaces on my chest was dark. I suddenly remembered what Fang Gang had just said earlier, and I deliberately took two more steps towards that Master Chen's position. Sure enough, the color of the oil was darker.

After washing his hands, Master Chen turned around and walked into another private room. The private room between me and Azan Nang Ya is diagonally opposite. I hurriedly slipped back to the private room and told Azan Nang Ya about the situation. She didn't believe in such a coincidence, I swear to God, she thought about it. said: "It must be that Fang Gang and Lao Xie are both detained somewhere in Ubon Ratchathani." Otherwise, Sister Jiang and her husband would not have come to Ubon Ratchathani, but it is not clear whether her husband knew about it. ”

I remembered the trick I had used before, so I took out my phone again, called the waiter, and handed him a thousand-baht bill. The waiter was very young and didn't understand what it meant, so I told him to put his phone in his breast pocket with the tail facing up, and go into the private room diagonally opposite to deliver something or a drink, saying that it was for free, and that I would pay for it. Try to stay for as long as possible before coming out, such as collecting a few empty plates that are not used, and finally returning the phone to me.

The waiter looked like a timid boy and didn't want to do it, so I took out another thousand-dollar bill and gave it to him, and now he didn't hesitate anymore, I put the phone on silent, turned on the tape recorder, let him hold it in his right hand, and then put the tray on the phone, and I couldn't see anything unusual on the outside.

I opened the door of the private room and watched the waiter bring out two glasses of juice from the back kitchen and enter Master Chen's private room. I raised my wrist to pinch the time, and after about half a minute, the waiter came out of it, put a few empty plates in the tray, and walked into the kitchen. After a while, he walked out again and entered my private room. I asked him how many people were in the private room, and he said, "There were only two people, a gentleman in white and a lady in flowers." They were talking about something, and I made excuses to empty the plates, not daring to stay too long for fear of being discovered. ”

The waiter seemed to have some brains, he gave me back the phone and went out, I plugged in the headphones, and listened to each end with Azan Nangya, and the recording was as follows.

There was a knock on the door, and the waiter: (Thai) Excuse me, this is the juice that the restaurant is giving tonight.

Sister Jiang: (Thai) Oh, okay.

Waiter: (Thai) Can I put these empty plates away for you?

Sister Jiang: (Thai) Yes, take it. Husband, I am sure that this bad breath will come out, how can you support me.

Middle-aged man: (Chinese) You came to Thailand to do the amulet business, not the kidnapping business.

Sister Jiang: (Chinese) They rectified me first, how many times do you want me to say it before you understand?

Middle-aged man: (Chinese) If you don't do things in the Buddha card, they will fix you? I think it's better to let them go, don't make the situation out of control.

Sister Jiang: (Chinese) Release people? No way, either spit out the money to compensate me for my losses, or break their legs so that they can't ask for cards again!

Middle-aged man: (in Chinese) This is not good......

Sister Jiang: (Chinese) I don't care, you listened to me in everything you said. By the way, tomorrow we have to go to see Master Azanqu, don't eat beef.

Middle-aged man: (Chinese) Alas, I'm going again, didn't I go there once a few months ago?

Sister Jiang: (Chinese) You don't understand, the peace of the law has to be done. Hey, I haven't finished this yet, so don't take it away.

Waiter: (Thai) Okay, please use it slowly.

After listening to the recording, NangYa and I looked at each other with solemn expressions. I told her about the five poisonous oils just now, and Azan Nangya thought about it and said, "Either he is wearing a Yin card with a spirit on his body, or he has a Yin Magic Thorn Talisman." "There's rubbish.

"Is there a third possibility?" I asked, because last year I had a casual conversation with a client whose master was a feng shui master, and I asked if he asked if he asked for a plaque to give to his master, and the client said that real feng shui masters could not wear Thai amulets, nor could they worship Kuman Thong and make thorn charms. Because the knowledge of Feng Shui masters belongs to Taoist metaphysics, it is especially in conflict with Theravada Buddhism.

The third possibility, says Azan NangYa, is that he was hit by a drop in the head.

This is the answer I want, when I was chatting with Fang Gang before, he casually said that Sister Jiang may have fallen in love with Master Chen, otherwise why would that kind of Hong Kong feng shui master marry a ruthless woman like Sister Jiang?

When it comes to descending heads, Azan NangYa is also an expert, especially when it comes to falling love. When she was in Bijie, Guizhou, she was heartbroken by the negative man, so she began to study the love technique≡ after the incident with Mrs. Wang in Indonesia, I easily stopped taking over the business of descending, but in Thailand for a long time, I often hear that Azan NangYa's love technique is very effective, and the effect is also very good. I asked her, "How many kinds of love are there, and what effect can be achieved?" ”

Azan Nangya said, "There are ways of powder, water, paste, and pure mantras, which can also be used together. In fact, the effects are temporary, and no kind of emotional drop can take effect for a long time, at most two years. But the love technique can't cross the sea, and the effect of the love drop done in Southeast Asia will be reduced by half when you return to China, so some people have to come to the love drop regularly. From this Sister Jiang's words, it can be judged that she should have had a love affair with her husband a few months ago, and now she is looking for an excuse to make up for it. ”

I said, "Now there is only one way, follow the two of them to see when they can go to the place where Fang Gang and Lao Xie are being detained, and then find a way to call the police to save people." ”

After staying in the private room for more than ten minutes, I saw Sister Jiang and Master Chen come out, and the two walked out of the restaurant, and Nang Ya and I also went out to follow from afar. For fear of being recognized, Azan Nangya covered her face with her big red silk scarf, and I followed her.

In this way, the two of us followed Sister Jiang and her husband to walk for less than ten minutes and entered a nearby hotel with a good view. There is an aparthotel opposite the hotel, the nearest one, and I booked two rooms on the first floor of the apartment with Azan NangYa.

In the guest room, I asked, "How can I untie the love drop?" ”

"It mainly depends on what method the caster uses, and if it is not clear, you can only use a few mantras to test one by one." Azan Nang Ya replied.

I borrowed a charger from the front desk waiter and returned to my room, in order to prevent Sister Jiang from coming out in the middle of the night, I had to sit in front of the window all night, set the alarm clock of my mobile phone to vibrate every five minutes, and then put it in the breast pocket of my shirt, and keep my eyes on the door of the hotel opposite. Fortunately, the hotel's night light was beautifully set up, not too bright to interfere with sleep, and it was possible to see people entering and leaving the hotel.

By one o'clock in the morning, I was already sleepy, wondering if Sister Jiang couldn't come out tonight. At this time, I saw Sister Jiang walking out of the hotel gate alone, standing on the side of the road and seeming to be waiting for a taxi. I hurriedly ran out and hid next to the gate of the apartment's yard, which is near the BRT station, and although there are no buses at night, taxis do occasionally pass by.

Sister Jiang got into the taxi and left, I was so anxious that I saw another taxi a few minutes later, and hurriedly got in and let the driver chase forward. Fortunately, there was no fork in the road, and the driver stepped on the accelerator for more than ten minutes before he saw the taxi in front. I texted NangYa in the car, saying that I was following Sister Jiang, and then sent her my cousin's mobile phone number, telling her to call the police if I didn't come back at dawn, and at the same time calling my cousin.

About a quarter of an hour later, the car in front stopped in a hotel compound on the side of the road, and the driver of the car I was riding in was about to slow down, and I quickly told him to keep going. After driving slowly for more than 100 meters, I turned around and saw that Sister Jiang had already gotten out of the car and entered the yard, so I asked the driver to stop.