Section 3

Due to the lack of sufficient renovation funds, the entire space is characterized by decay, noise, and a mingling of extravagance associated with financial transactions, as well as a pervasive haze of smoke

Wen Han was unaware that the man she feared, after leaving the inn, simply took out a banknote from his pocket and handed it to another older Indian doorman waiting at the entrance: "Go buy two cups of coffee for the two ladies inside." He did not need to specify which place, as the Indian doorman was already familiar with his habits and gladly took on this errand.

As for collectibles, those of great value are numerous

Finally, I arrived at tonight's destination, following that boy.

Of course, this was Meng Liangchuan's previous thought

They continued discussing the plan

This regular customer prefers to use U.S. dollars

It is my honor to serve beautiful women. If the two ladies do not mind, please wait a moment. He stood up from the deep red sofa and said, I will bring you two cups of authentic and rich coffee.

As he entered, everyone turned their gaze towards him

"It is very dangerous to go outside at this time," Wen Han said in a low voice

Cheng Mu Yun entered

He never expected that one day he would have direct dealings with Cheng Muyun. How should I put it, the name Cheng Muyun carries too many remarkable pasts, and in the past, he would certainly not have needed a rough-and-tumble "bodyguard".

Well, I know you just like this kind of person

In fact, the people in this room are all additional alternatives prepared by Boss Ke to prevent Cheng Mu Yun from being dissatisfied with Meng Liang Chuan. Since the two have already reached a verbal agreement, there is no need for others to remain. Boss Ke serves as both the intermediary and a long-term information supplier for Cheng Mu Yun. After dismissing the others, he began to introduce Meng Liang Chuan to the arrangements for the next half month.

Wen Han, hindered by the friends around him, cannot have any verbal conflict with him, yet it is evident that he is rejecting him.

The sky seems very overcast tonight, with no starlight.

The voice comes from Cheng Muyun

The main objective is the group of tourists who suddenly arrived at the inn where Cheng Mu Yun resides

Oh? Agassi lightly rested her chin on her hand, her elbow propped on the low table of the bar, accentuating the perfect curve of her chest. "How good is it?" Cheng Mu Yun softly repeated her question, his tone slightly rising at the end. "Such a question without a standard is hard to clarify; at least it won't let you taste the flavor of India."

Meng Liangchuan smiled: "Therefore, I can only stay by his side at all times, waiting for the opportunity"

The little boy lifted the final curtain adorned with the pattern of the Six Realms of Rebirth

After passing an ancient small temple, he finally came to a stop

Cheng Mu Yun's figure does not resemble that of an ordinary Chinese person; merely sitting there, he exudes a height advantage that commands attention. He rests his arms on the back of the sofa, lounging lazily, his posture and tone suggesting that he could fall asleep at any moment. This individual could easily be depicted as a standalone painting; for instance, at this very moment, he evokes the image of an old fireplace in Moscow, with only his face illuminated by the flickering flames in the otherwise empty space.

I don't know," Boss Ke replied nonchalantly

"This Wang Wenhao is a tourist. How did he bring the goods?" Meng Liangchuan wondered

Nepalese people lead a leisurely lifestyle

Meng Liangchuan shrugged: "It feels good. For the next six months, I will be responsible for your personal safety and all your needs in Nepal"

He is toying with four small dice, the yellowed old dice gliding through his fingers, and even in such a compact motion, the four dice have never collided, making no sound of friction whatsoever

Everyone knows that Cheng Mu Yun had squandered all his wealth and donated all his assets several years ago, disappearing from the world. Meng Liang Chuan used the remaining light to appreciate the man beside him.

Among them, there is a man wearing glasses named Wang Wenhao, whose legitimate identity is that of a university professor, but he is also a smuggler. He came to Nepal ostensibly for tourism, but secretly to trade a batch of smuggled goods in Zhangmu within these ten days. Boss Ke explained to Meng Liangchuan, "The goods that Wang Wenhao wants to exchange for are precisely the targets of Boss Cheng."

At this time, walking on the street, the light is dim, and the clear barking of dogs can be heard from afar. He walks along the street, leaving behind the Tamir, where foreign travelers often reside, and continues onward

Then go and give it a try said Agassi with a smile

In the cold, Agassi glanced at Cheng Mu Yun's back through the glass door and softly complained about Wen Han's indifference, "What’s wrong with you? I have never met such an interesting Chinese person. He has my favorite pure black eyes. Did you notice? I have never seen a man with such long eyelashes, and his gaze is so beautiful, like..." Agassi wanted to describe but found himself at a loss for words, unexpectedly mentioning a spice he had tasted in India, "Like rosemary. I tell you, Wen Han, the moment he looks at me, I feel a warmth all over my body."

Wenhan walked up the stairs to the third floor, where a slight breeze blew in through the window. She discovered a card placed at the entrance of her room, with a corner sticking out from under the door, as if it had been deliberately positioned. Picking it up to take a look, she found a very simple sentence written on it, a handwritten love poem. At that moment, Wang Wenhao was still outside, wandering around with his companion, Langmu, and this card must have been placed here by him before he left, while she was not paying attention.

After he finished speaking, he politely nodded and left the bar.

They have traveled all the way from India and have long been fed up with the ever-present spices. However, upon hearing him say this, they instead felt that various rich and spicy aromas began to waft around their bodies again

Indeed, Boss Ke smiled, "I have already arranged for you and another person to meet him tomorrow, to introduce you as 'bodyguards'. This way, you will have the best opportunity to access the goods"

He noticed that Wen Han was looking at him with some disdain, and he glanced at her from beneath his perpetually lowered eyelashes.

What is it that can bring him back to the world of the living

The technique is skillful, executed silently.

Another person is me

After Cheng Muyun entered the casino, his guide transformed from a hunchbacked old man into an Indian boy with a red mark on his forehead.

Wen Han walked into the dark room, opened the drawer, and placed the card inside. The cards from the previous twenty-four days were handled in the same manner, left in the drawer of a strange hotel, waiting for someone else to take them away. She carefully locked all the doors and windows, and then went to take a shower

The man approached silently, and neither she nor Agassi noticed. She was afraid of him and wanted to avoid him, yet his frivolous tone, distinctly Moscow in style, surprisingly delighted Agassi, even causing him to develop a sudden fondness for him. Especially the Russian phrase he had just spoken when he got close made Agassi feel an even greater sense of familiarity.

As long as it is collected, the proprietress will naturally help exchange it for rubles, and the errand fee can also be considered a small profit. What a generous guest; the doorman, squatting at the entrance of the café, was still praying that this monk who had returned to secular life could stay a little longer

Meng Liangchuan let out an "Oh," indicating his understanding, and did not pursue the matter further

I do not know

Please provide the text you would like to have translated from Simplified Chinese to English

As he pushed the door open, the copper bell hanging at the entrance chimed once more, mysterious and melodious, bidding farewell to the departing guest

Wen Han almost jumped up from the chair

"There is no need to discuss the price," Cheng Mu Yun said to the man who was half a head shorter than him in Chinese, "I will pay your price directly."

What is it

I reached out and tested the temperature; it was just as mentioned on the forum, barely not cool.

Meng Liangchuan understood the meaning: "I have no issues, I just want to know who the other person is, as I am not very fond of collaborating with strangers"

However, Cheng Mu Yun displayed great humility, exuding a distinctly masculine demeanor in his every gesture. Under the verbal and attitudinal challenges posed by Wen Han, he repeatedly made concessions, presenting himself as if they had merely met by chance in the laundry room that afternoon, engaging in casual conversation with them: "The coffee at this shop is quite terrible, but I know there is a place in Taimei that serves coffee at night, and the food there is also quite good"

Most shops open to welcome customers at noon and close around six or seven o'clock

Boss Ke glanced at Cheng Muyun and said, "I can tell you that this item was originally a collection of Boss Cheng. When it was stolen, it passed through several hands, and by now, no one can manage it anymore"

The goods will arrive in Nepal in half a year. Wang Wenhao has also been looking for intermediaries these past few days, preparing to hire several bodyguards. Once the exchange is completed, he will directly enter Mongolia and return to Moscow as quickly as possible

In the darkness, a figure stood on the dirt road behind the temple, hunched over and standing alone. Cheng Mu Yun walked over, and the hunched old man immediately clasped his hands together, signaling him to follow. The two of them walked along the narrow path filled with small ditches and mud, passing between two walls, twisting and turning before entering a small underground gambling den.

What is the location and time of delivery

Under the wall lamp, beside the gambling table, leaned a middle-aged man who was playing with dice by himself. In the remaining space, seven or eight men were either sitting or leaning against the gambling table, with only one person praying towards the Buddha statue against the wall

She brushed her hair forward and rubbed her scalp

Which company will deliver it

Wrapped tightly in her shawl against the cold, she could no longer pretend that nothing had happened as she sat there, waiting for this man to speak of that unique cup of coffee. She needed to find an excuse to leave the ever-enthusiastic Agassi behind and go upstairs alone

People from various countries have eyes of yellow, black, and blue colors

The dietary habits of Nepal largely mirror those of India

The black-haired man who was praying to the Buddha statue also turned his head, revealing a smile with white teeth. He casually placed the yellow ivory dice cup on the gambling table and introduced them to each other: "Boss Cheng, this is the bodyguard Meng Liangchuan you wanted to invite. He is the one you specifically requested, so the price—"