The heavy rain did not dampen the interest of the two men, and they walked all the way from the Shwedagon Temple to the hotel, enjoying the scenery in the rain and becoming a sight of surprise in the eyes of many people. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Ye Fan!" In the lobby of the hotel, a crisp female voice came out, which turned out to be Ji Xiaoxin.

Po Jun's starry eyes were full of questions, and he tilted his head to look at Ye Fan.

"Let's have a meal together!" Ye Fan smiled and waved his hand to meet Ji Xiaoxin.

A lobby manager came over at this moment, holding an envelope in his hand, and asked tentatively, "Are you Mr. Ye?"

"I am, what's the matter?" Ye Fan's gaze glanced at the envelope.

"We have been asked to pass on this letter to you. The lobby manager handed the envelope with both hands.

The paper of the envelope is well-made, and the seal is stamped with a strangely shaped gold fire certificate.

"Oh, who is it?" Ye Fan took the envelope.

"A child. The manager smiled.

It is clear that the messenger did not want to show his face and only commissioned a teenager to deliver the letter.

Looking at the front and back, Ye Fan opened the envelope on the spot and took out two photos from it.

His eyes fell on the photo, and his pupils contracted violently!

The first photo, taken today, shows him and Pojun hiding from the rain at the Shwedagon Temple in Yangon.

And the second one is a place that everyone knows!

The world's tallest building, Burj Khalifa in Dubai!

"It's him!" The thought flickered, and the identity of the owner of the letter was already revealed, and there was no one else but Raphael.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xiaoxin walked over, her eyes fell on Ye Fan's changing face, and then looked at the two photos.

Ye Fan put away the photo, smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, a friend." ”

"Is it really okay?" Today's Ji Xiaoxin is no longer the unruly girl of a few months ago, experience makes people grow, and setbacks make people mature, from Ye Fan's face, she clearly saw the solemnity and nervousness, this kind of expression, she had seen before, it was before the Easter Island War.

"Let's go!" Ye Fan didn't want to talk about it, about Raphael and the Hand of God, it wasn't something that a girl like Ji Xiaoxin should be involved in.

The three of them walked to the elevator, and it happened that one of the elevators came down, Bai Hongde and Wu Tingdong walked out quickly, and met Ye Fan and the three of them head-on.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye...... I found it!" Bai Hongde shouted urgently, and then noticed Ye Fan's displeased gaze, and hurriedly lowered his breath and looked left and right a few times.

"Go in and say. Ye Fan pointed to the elevator, and the five of them took the elevator up.

Ji Xiaoxin blinked a pair of bright eyes, took a closer look at these people, and seemed to see that something was wrong.

The matter has come to this, it is no longer necessary to hide it from Ji Xiaoxin, but it will make her feel that she is an outsider and is deliberately alienated, which is an embarrassing situation that Ye Fan does not want to see.

"What did you find?" When the elevator went up, Ye Fan asked loudly about the results of the investigation.

"Sultan Dong is still in a coma and is said to have been declared vegetative by doctors, and we have received information that a few months ago, Sultan Dong came into contact with a Malay shaman, who is from the most secretive and vicious Puluo tribe in the Malay Archipelago, named Yaza," Goh said. ”

"Yazha ......" Ye Fan nodded slightly, yes, he

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