Chapter 139

It takes two hours to get from the airport to Wenxin Farm, so Han An chatted with the driver.

Half an hour later, Han An’s phone rang.

Seeing that it was his cousin Han Sheng calling, Han An answered the call.

“Hello.”

“I have some bad news for you.”

“Gao Yining dumped you?”

“What?”

Didn’t you guys go to Han Ji’s for hot pot last night?

“yes!”

“So how did you get along?”

“not bad.”

“So what did she think of Hanji Hot Pot?”

“She said it was the best hot pot she’d ever had,” Han Sheng said on the other end of the phone. “I know you were the one who asked her to call me yesterday, so I appreciate your kindness. But feelings really can’t be forced, so I think it’s best to let things take their natural course. You shouldn’t be such a matchmaker.”

“If I hadn’t acted as matchmaker, would you and she have had the chance to eat hot pot together?”

“I have something important to tell you. Ma Tianle has gone to Harbin.”

“Harbin? What’s he going to Harbin for?”

“He’s definitely hiding from us,” Han Sheng said. “He must have guessed that you would come back to him, so he simply slipped away to Harbin. But I don’t think this was Ma Tianle’s own idea; it must have been the idea of ​​the person you’re looking for. To be honest, this guy is really going all out. He actually flew from Shenzhen to Harbin, all over the country, just to avoid you.”

“Cousin, you’ll be able to find out where he lives in Harbin, right?”

“As long as it’s a hotel, it can definitely be found.”

“Then it doesn’t matter.”

“Don’t tell me you’re planning to fly to Harbin to find him.”

“If it really comes to that, I’ll have to trouble you to look it up for me, cousin.”

Did Xiaojing cheat on her boyfriend?

I’m not sure.

“If you’re cheating, don’t make a fuss, just get a divorce.”

“I know,” Han An paused, then asked, “Cousin, have you checked Ma Tianle’s call records?”

“I can’t check that directly; the public security system and the telecom operator system aren’t connected.”

“I had forgotten about it, so it’s alright.”

“It’s a pity we don’t have the authority to check, otherwise we really should have,” Han Sheng said. “Since Ma Tianle would give his SIM card to the other person, they must be very familiar with each other. In that case, they must have had phone conversations. So if we just check Ma Tianle’s call details, we might be able to find the person you’ve been looking for. And if Xiaojing’s affair partner is from Lijiang, we just need to find the phone number registered in Yunnan Province.”

“Cousin, you can’t handle this, can you?”

“It’s difficult to handle unless it’s necessary for the investigation.”

“Then I’ll take care of this.”

“You think you can do it?”

“My friend’s wife works for China Mobile.”

“Then there’s no problem, and we don’t need to worry about Ma Tianle anymore.”

“Um.”

“That’s all for now, the phone is ringing.”

“Let’s talk again when we have time.”

After his cousin hung up, Han An put his phone in his pocket.

The driver had heard what Han An said, so he quickly asked, “Are you a policeman?”

“right!”

“Wow! Awesome!” After giving Han An a thumbs up, the driver asked with a smile, “Which police station are you from?”

“From Shenzhen.”

“So you’re here to investigate drug trafficking, right?”

“How so?”

“Drug trafficking has always been rampant in Yunnan because it’s so close to Myanmar. I’ve heard that half of the drugs in China are smuggled into Yunnan from Myanmar and then distributed throughout the country. The closer an area is to the border, the harder it is to manage. I’ve heard that in villages near Myanmar, the entire population is involved in drug use and trafficking. By the way, let me tell you something. A tourist from Guangzhou told me this last year. He said a friend of his was transferred to Yunnan as an undercover agent, but his identity was exposed and he was killed.”

“Drug dealers are all cold-blooded animals.”

“So being an undercover agent is really dangerous,” the driver said, glancing at Han An. “If you’re here to be an undercover agent, I suggest you don’t do it. Not only is drug smuggling serious at the border, but gun smuggling is also rampant. People are always out there with submachine guns. If your identity is exposed, you’re definitely going to die. By the way, have you seen ‘Operation Mekong’?”

“I’ve definitely seen it.”

“Only after watching ‘Operation Mekong’ will you know how chaotic Myanmar really is.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not here as an undercover agent.”

“So what are you here for?”

“I’m just here in Lijiang for fun,” Han An said with a smile. “I plan to have lunch at Wenxin Farmhouse and then wander around a bit more.”

“That’s good, otherwise you’d be dead if you got shot.”

Han An knew the driver was very talkative, but he didn’t want to continue the conversation, so he deliberately looked out the window.

Do you travel frequently for work?

Han An didn’t want to talk to the driver, but he still replied, “Occasionally.”

“Is your wife called a military wife?”

“Only the wives of soldiers are called military wives; the wives of police officers don’t count.”

“I heard that having an affair with a military wife is punishable by execution.”

“Master, I’m going to take a nap. Wake me up when we’re almost there.”

Knowing that Han An didn’t want to talk, the driver simply hummed in agreement.

Han An wasn’t sleepy; he just didn’t want to chat with the driver, so he was squinting.

But because the driver was so skilled that he didn’t feel any bumps, Han An still fell asleep.

He didn’t wake up until the driver patted him on the shoulder.

“Look, the cozy farm!”

Following the direction the driver pointed, Han An finally saw it.

After paying the fare via WeChat, Han An got out of the car and headed towards Wenxin Farm.

Upon entering the farm, Han An saw a fruit stall displaying common fruits such as apples, oranges, and bananas.

Upon seeing Han An, a middle-aged woman asked, “Have you eaten?”

“Big sister, I want to ask you something.”

“What’s up?”

“Could you help me check the person in the photo? Did she come here at the beginning of the month?”

After taking out his phone and displaying a photo of his wife, Han An pointed the phone screen at the middle-aged woman.

“It’s probably going to happen on the night of the 30th or the 1st.”

“I don’t remember.”

“Did you not see it, or do you just not remember it?”

“I can’t remember,” the middle-aged woman said. “We have a lot of customers coming and going here.”

“She’s so beautiful, you’d definitely remember her if you’d seen her.”

“That means I haven’t seen it.”

“Okay,” Han An said, putting away his phone. “Is there a temple nearby?”

“That temple is all abandoned!”

How did you get there?

“Do you see that mountain road across the street?” the middle-aged woman said, pointing in that direction. “Just walk along that mountain road for about twenty minutes, and you’ll see that temple. Let me tell you, that temple is a temple for praying for children, but it doesn’t enshrine the Guanyin Bodhisattva for children. It seems to be modeled after Thai temples for praying for children, but it was shut down by the local government because it was considered too indecent. If you’re curious, you can go up and take a look, but be careful, there are wild boars on that mountain. Just last month, one of my buddies was gored by a wild boar, and his intestines came out. Luckily, he was taken to the hospital in time, otherwise he might not have survived.”