Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Yao Gongyue let him hold her hand, pursed her lips, and said, "Why don't you go take a shower?"

The man still refused to let go, his palm burning with heat, his eyes blazing. "Moon, I..."

"Why don't you go wash up first, and wash your clothes too, okay? We're going to be here until tonight anyway." She moved a little closer to him, her voice slightly pleading. "Okay, okay! I'll wait for you!"

Nuohan stared at her intently with his dark eyes for a good ten seconds before finally sighing, resignedly turning and walking towards the bathroom.

The bathroom was at the far corner of the living room. She followed her out, saying, "Go take a shower, I'll just sit here and eat!"

The man smiled indulgently, "You can't eat too much fruit. I'll cook you something to eat later!"

"Okay!" She gave the man a playful glare. "By the way, your phone's here. Do you want to take it inside? If one of your mistresses calls and you miss it, you'll be in big trouble."

Nuohan's smile deepened. "No need. I have no interest in any other woman but you."

"Tsk tsk tsk, a man's mouth is a lying devil!"

……

As the sound of water from the bathroom gradually rose, the girl's expression suddenly turned cold. Holding her breath, she took her phone and tiptoed onto the deck.

Her phone may be monitored, but he can't monitor his own phone.

Perhaps because his strength was too formidable, so much so that he didn't need to worry about anyone damaging his personal belongings, Nuohan didn't even set a password for his device.

On the other side, Hong Jin sat in the study of the mansion, his handsome face so cold and stern it could drip water.

The previous investigation had focused on northern Myanmar and searching for Nohan's whereabouts, and many details were overlooked. Since that day when we opened up a new way of thinking and started with his confidants, we have indeed found out some things.

Hei Pu left Myanmar for Europe a long time ago and has been running a shady business there ever since. Not long ago, he sent someone to China.

There was also that guy named Solang, who went to Thailand and had contact with the son of a high-ranking official there.

Two trusted confidants, one went to Europe long ago, and the other recently appeared in Thailand. Neither of them is in Myanmar, which can only mean one thing: he has another hiding place...

His long, slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the table as he reviewed the clues in his mind, unraveling the mystery step by step.

Just then, the phone rang.

The man frowned as he looked at the unfamiliar numbers above, lost in thought.

There was absolutely no possibility that his phone number was a wrong number, and besides, this number was also very unusual, with no registered address. Could it be...?

The man's heart jumped, and he decisively pressed the answer button.

But there was silence on the other end.

Hong Jin remained silent, patiently waiting for the other party to speak.

dong dong dong...

A busy signal came through my ear; the call had been disconnected.

He put down his phone, his face tense, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, his dark eyes shrouded in a dark mist, and his aura becoming increasingly fierce.

A dozen seconds later, the phone rang again.

He pressed the answer button again, but still didn't speak.

"Who are you?" A long-awaited sweet voice finally came from the other end. The man's hand on the table clenched into a fist, his temples throbbing as if they were about to burst: "Yuebao! I am Hong Jin!"

"Are you really Hong Jin?" If it weren't for the cold wind blowing on the deck, Yao Gongyue would almost think she was dreaming. How could a phone call in a dream go through? How could someone from a dream appear in reality?

"Yes, Yuebao, it's me! Where are you? Do you know your exact location?"

Yao Gongyue glanced back at the tightly closed bathroom door, pursed her lips, and said, "Why should I tell you? I don't believe anyone!"

"Yes! You did a great job, baby. Don't trust anyone, including me!" The man's clear and pleasant voice filled the ears, making one feel exceptionally at ease.

"Hong Jin, can you sing?" For some reason, she asked the question that had been bothering her.

The man on the other end instantly understood what she meant.

"Without regret, I leap into the sea of ​​love."

The heavier the love, the more I love it.

Undeterred by changing facts.

The harder it is, the more I love it.

......"

His magnetic voice was exactly the same as the one in his dream, and the girl on the deck instantly burst into tears, "Hong Jin... Hong Jin... So, you are my boyfriend, right?"

"I'm your husband, baby. Our marriage certificate has been issued and it's with Mommy!" His clenched fists were bulging with veins, and his muscles were taut with extreme restraint. However, he couldn't panic, he couldn't lose his composure, and he couldn't let Yuebao sense his emotions. He had to give her enough courage and a sense of security.

"Baby, don't cry. Tell me where you are, and I'll come find you!"

"I don't know, Hong Jin. I'm at sea right now, and he'll be coming out soon. I called you secretly, I have to hang up now!"

The sound of water in the bathroom had stopped; Nuohan would be out soon, so she didn't dare say anything more.

"Take care of yourself, baby. Trust me, I will find you!"

"Yes! There's a white beach there!" she finally said, uttering the only information she knew, and hurriedly hung up the phone.

boom!

Only after the phone call ended did the man's emotions erupt. He slammed his fist on the desk, his eyes bloodshot, his anger rising to his head, "Hagnu..."

The phone call had been over for a long time, but the man's surging anger was still boiling over, almost setting him on fire. The spiciness of the nicotine brought him back to some senses, and he tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

White beach... white beach...

There are many places in the world with white beaches, such as Berneray Beach, Luskentyre Beach, and Seilebost Beach.

Turn on the computer, quickly pull up the satellite map, and check each of these islands one by one.

She said she was at sea, near a white beach. It was the transition from winter to spring in the Northern Hemisphere, and Yuebao was afraid of the cold, so she definitely wouldn't go out in the freezing weather. Most places with white beaches in the Southern Hemisphere were tourist destinations, and to prevent Yuebao from running away, he wouldn't be foolish enough to take her to such a place. The most likely remaining option was Southeast Asia…

The moment she put her phone back on the table, the bathroom door opened, and the man emerged, wearing only shorts and drying his wet hair. Perhaps due to extreme nervousness, Yao Gongyue's face was deathly pale, her lips almost bloodless. She forced a smile at the man.

"Are you done washing?"

Nuohan noticed something was wrong with her and strode over to her, placing his large hand on her forehead and asking anxiously, "Moon, what's wrong? You look so pale. Are you feeling unwell?"

Yao Gongyue seized the opportunity to make a scene, her beautiful eyes welling up with tears, and said pitifully, "I already told you that the quack doctor you found is unreliable, but you just wouldn't believe me. You even said I was just bored. You believe him but not me. Look at what I've become! I feel so awful, sob sob sob, my head is so dizzy, Nuohan, am I going to die?"

The man's heart pounded violently, a fire burning in his chest. "What nonsense are you talking about? I won't let anything happen to you!"

"Waaaaah... Nuohan... you bastard... you tricked me..."

"Okay, okay, let me carry you to the bedroom to rest, okay?" He bent down to pick her up.

"Don't touch me, you jerk!" she said angrily, pushing the man's hand away and glaring at him.