The New Year is approaching, and Haitang Tea House is peaceful. Lin Haitang, Yingying and Keyboard were having a drink by the fire, but what awaited them was the return home of Li Zhe and Su Xiaoxiao, who had been missing for half a year. The reunion of mother and son should have been a warm reunion, but Lin Haitang smelled a bone-chilling chill from a look, a scar, and a subconscious movement.
These two people were too similar to her son and daughter-in-law, but also too different from each other.
When the computer alarm sounded late at night, when the old scars on his wrists disappeared, and when a plate of red oil rice noodles was pushed away, Lin Haitang finally confirmed: Hidden under the face in front of him was a sharp knife disguised as a plastic surgery cartel. The real Li Zhe and Su Xiaoxiao have long been imprisoned in the dark underground on the border of northern Thailand, with their lives hanging on a thread. The reason why they were spared their lives was because the drug lord needed two chips to contain Blood Begonia.
In order not to alert the snake, Lin Haitang must deal with the drug dealer pretending to be a close relative between the fragrance of tea and tableware. Every step of temptation is walking on the edge of a knife, and every night may be the eve of a storm. When the dark shadow climbed over the courtyard wall at three o'clock in the morning, a bloody rescue across the border had quietly begun.
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