Bangkok's Chinatown is the most bustling place in the capital of Thailand.
If this is your first time here, your first impression will probably be:
Holy crap! Is this still Thailand? Or is this a market on Hong Kong Island?
The old, low-rise buildings, mostly only two or three stories high, make full use of the first to third floors.
Teahouses, clothing stores, photo studios, gold shops, shark fin restaurants, Chinatown...
Neon lights and Chinese signs are densely packed on both sides of the street.
Here, you can easily buy almost anything you can think of, as long as you have the money.
Walking down the street, all I could see were familiar skin tones.
Mandarin and Cantonese are the most commonly spoken languages here...
Bangkok Chinatown
Starting at noon, Fengzi went into Chinatown alone and spent the whole afternoon there.
It wasn't until night fell and the city lights came on that he finally found a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant to sit down.
Order a plate of chicken leg and scrambled egg rice, a serving of roasted chicken wings, and a cup of iced lemon tea.
Take a bite of rice, then a bite of chicken leg or wing, and then enjoy a big gulp of iced lemon juice...
The authentic and genuine flavors, full of Hong Kong style, make you wonder if you're actually in Hong Kong, not Thailand.
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After finishing her meal, Fengzi went to the residential area north of Chinatown.
I discovered that almost all the residents here are Chinese, and most of the landlords are also overseas Chinese who settled in Thailand in earlier years.
It's a two-story, slightly old building with a balcony and a courtyard, with a total area of over 200 square meters. The monthly rent is only 1,200 Thai Baht (equivalent to 400 Chinese Yuan).
This rent level is already considered a very comfortable price in a place like Chinatown where land is extremely valuable.
In June 1996, there was still a year to go before the Thai baht collapsed, triggering a financial crisis throughout Southeast Asia.
At this time, Bangkok was still a bustling metropolis, and no one could have imagined that 13 months later, countless people in the city would go bankrupt, weep bitterly, or even commit suicide...
By this time, real estate agencies had already appeared in the residential areas of Chinatown.
Therefore, it's actually not too difficult to understand the housing situation in the vicinity.
With the power of money, Fengzi quickly became close friends with several real estate agents.
The agents promised to collect and compile information on all detached houses in the area, both vacant and rented, for him by noon tomorrow.
As instructed by Fengzi, this "big spender," it especially needed to have a basement, and he didn't mind paying a bit more.
Feng Zi was a scout by training and was a top expert in tracking and intelligence gathering in the military.
He has his own investigative methods.
At the same time, before taking over the Sky Eye, he also wanted to test whether the Sky Eye was more powerful or whether he, a veteran scout, was more powerful.
It was past 9 p.m. when I came out of the residential area.
At this time of day, Chinatown is ablaze with neon lights, bustling with people, a mix of everyday life and vibrant nightlife, even more lively than during the day.
Fengzi walked through the bustling crowd, stepped out of the street corner, and hailed a three-wheeled taxi.
These tricycles, unique to Bangkok, are called "tuk-tuks" by the locals.
In Bangkok, Thailand in the 1990s, motorcycles and tuk-tuks were a unique sight.
In Bangkok, young people wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts ride motorcycles all over the streets.
For most people, these colorful tuk-tuks are essential for getting around.
tuk-tuks on the streets of Bangkok
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Fengzi rode alone in a tuk-tuk and quickly returned to her hotel.
Upon entering the hotel, a friendly greeter bowed and smiled politely.
In Bangkok, people of Chinese descent are even more welcome than white people from Europe and America.
Because Chinese people who come here on business or for tourism are always very generous with their tips.
Sometimes, if they're lucky, the tips they collect in a day can be equivalent to half a year's salary.
Of course, their tips aren't free; their warm and friendly service will make you feel like a celebrity...
Fengzi took the elevator to the 16th floor, which is the top floor of the Jinghua Hotel.
Of course, the accommodation fee on this floor is also the most expensive.
After exiting the elevator, Fengzi habitually glanced around the corridor. Seeing nothing amiss, she slowly strolled back to her room.
Upon arriving at room 1609, he took out his key, inserted it into the lock, and was about to open the door.
Huh?
Wait a minute! Someone's been in this room?
Fengzi immediately stopped turning the key, squatted down, and gently picked up a small piece of paper from the corner of the door.
This dark brown piece of paper was inconspicuous, and when it fell onto the deep red carpet, it was even harder to notice.
But Fengzi knew in his heart that he had deliberately slipped that piece of paper into the crack of the door before leaving.
During the time he was away, whenever an outsider went in and the piece of paper fell to the ground, he would definitely notice it.
Who is it?
Apart from Boss Lin and Lao Niu, no one in the country knew his whereabouts.
Could it be Jun and Shang Zhongzan?
After thinking for a moment, Fengzi immediately rejected this conjecture.
As a spy for the Sky Eye intelligence organization, Zhong Zan knew Feng Zi's identity.
Without his summons and permission, this handsome monk could not possibly enter his room without his consent.
In those few seconds standing at the doorway, Fengzi's mind raced, ruling out all possibilities, assessing the level of danger she was about to face, and considering countermeasures...
Finally, he reached into his waistband with his right hand and pulled out a sharp dagger.
Next, holding the key in my left hand, I slowly turned the lock.
As soon as the door opened, he slipped inside.
The instant he darted along the wall, his entire body tensed, his mental and muscular strength reaching their peak simultaneously, the dagger pointing forward...
Before the room lights were even turned on, a dark shadow lunged at us.
"who?"
Feng Zi let out a low shout, a flash of cold light, and stabbed the dark figure with the dagger in his hand.
"Bang!"
The dagger failed to pierce its target; instead, his wrist was locked by a powerful force.
Then, a leg flashed out like lightning, its target being Fengzi's lower abdomen.
Holy crap! Such a vicious trick? Who did you learn that from?
Without a second thought, Fengzi forcefully retracted the dagger he had thrust out, twisted his body backward, and took two steps back, sideways to the left and right.
The leg missed its target and slammed into the wall with a loud "thud!"
Before Fengzi could stop his retreating figure, the dark figure used the kick from the wall to perform an incredibly agile flip and attacked again.
This time, it's even faster.
The sound of fists and kicks cutting through the air startled Feng Zi slightly.
"Damn it, I've run into a master!"
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