Hanser sat in the back seat, and he asked Matthew, who was sitting in the passenger seat, what was going on on the Americans' side lately. Matthew said that I sent people to watch their every move, but I didn't find anything special.

Oh, by the way, that Lee, who fought with two people who tried to kidnap him the other day, actually killed and injured each other, and his combat effectiveness is amazing!

Hearing this, several others were also interested and asked Matthew to elaborate on it.

Matthew said, I've heard about it, I've heard about it.

The two people who seemed to be from the Bangkok underground organization drugged the Americans and sneaked into Lee's room, as if looking for some box. Lee is also brave, punching one directly, and continues to fall asleep after flipping. Matthew's ability to express himself was obviously inferior, causing several of them to shake their heads with their mouths wide open after hearing this, clearly expressing disbelief.

Seeing this, Matthew turned to Hanser and said, "Boss, tell me, these people seem to be looking for a box, do you know what kind of box it is?"

Hanser closed his eyes and pretended not to hear. Seeing the leader's cold attitude, the others also shut up one after another.

Matthew was bored, turned his head, and said to the driver angrily, drive faster. A few people behind the car held back a smile and were silent.

A few people back to the hotel sat in the lobby coffee bar doing nothing. Richard stared at a beautiful woman who was checking in, and Matthew took off his watch and played with it. Thompson leaned in, squinted his eyes, and said, Patek Philippe.

Matthew said, I'll show you, how about it? I bought this one at a flea market in Shanghai, more than 300 yuan. Where would Thompson believe it, he joked, then you sell me 600, and I'll give you 100 dollars.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. When Matthew heard this, his mind fluttered rapidly. fakes, stand-ins; fakes, stand-ins; He muttered as if he were muttering something.

After a while, he stood up and went to Hansel, who was sitting alone at a table. Matthew seems to be going to carry out the image of the courtier to the end. Several other people looked at him indifferently, not knowing what he would be able to shoot back this time. As long as it's not a horse's hoof, everyone can hold back their laughter.

Matthew and Hanser muttered for a long time, seeing that the coffee in everyone's hands was about to bottom out, only to see Hanser stand up excitedly, and Matthew also stood up. Hanser shouted, come over, and a few other napping beauties hurried over when they saw this.

Seeing that everyone was gathered, Hanser straightened his somewhat sparse hair, and said, "We almost forgot a big thing." Thankfully, Matthew reminded me. After speaking, he glanced at Matthew, and his eyes were half approving and half dissatisfied. Where could Matthew care about such a detail, he was triumphant, half-squinting, shaking his head slightly.

Hanser glanced at the crowd and continued, ignoring the possibility that the Thais were playing tricks on the autopsy report. Let's not forget that when we first arrived, they treated us as emperors, and now they want us to treat them as emperors. What does this phenomenon mean? It can only say one thing, one point, that Martin is not dead.

Thompson's face turned slightly red, and his breath slowly became a little uneven. Matthew's eyes widened, glared at him, and said, We follow the Thai police, they must know where Martin is. It would be a great honor to find Martin and we would go back.

How did he know that without glory, the future that awaited them would be a dark jungle.