31：This guy is definitely no ordinary person.

Since returning from Siam, two months had passed, and Shen Hao had almost forgotten about the matters regarding Siam. To his surprise, they had come back to him. This was unexpected, but there was no trace of panic in his heart.

First, he hadn't killed the Siamese tour guide, Sawang Suxi.

Second, no one could find Sawang Suxi's body.

With these two points, Shen Hao wasn't afraid.

If they dared to use advanced memory recovery techniques, Shen Hao didn't mind sending them to meet their maker. With his current strength, it was easy to kill them silently, leaving no traces behind.

Shen Hao could use his internal energy to crush their heart meridians in an instant—done.

Alternatively, he could use poison. With his memory of the famous physician, Song Youli, Shen Hao not only knew how to heal people but also how to kill with poison.

The police officer handed Shen Hao a glass of water.

The police chief smiled and said, "Shen Hao, right? Don't worry, this is just a normal question. Please cooperate with these Siamese international police, and there's nothing to be afraid of. This is China, and no one can wrongfully accuse you."

Shen Hao smiled innocently and replied, "Yes, government."

Then, a Siamese police officer spoke in English, "Shen, what was the purpose of your trip to Siam in May?"

A local officer translated.

Shen Hao replied in English, "I speak English and understand."

The officers were surprised. They had reviewed Shen Hao's background and found that a college graduate could speak English fluently. However, they continued to translate quietly, not for Shen Hao's benefit, but for their leaders to hear.

"What did you do in Siam? Who did you meet?"

Shen Hao responded, "I hired a tour guide named Sawang Suxi. He showed me around, and oh, he even introduced me to his cousin, Dara."

Upon hearing this, the officers were shocked. A tour guide like that? He even introduced his cousin? They were curious about the connection and wondered how good a tour guide could be to go that far.

"You're lying! Dara wasn't his cousin. She was a woman you rented, essentially a mistress, with a rental fee of about 8,000 Thai Baht, equivalent to about 2,000 RMB."

Shen Hao replied, "That sounds about right. But I don't think this breaks Siamese law, does it?"

The officers were stunned.

Shen Hao continued, "We didn't break any laws, did we? I was just a tourist. I hired a guide, and we had a business relationship. Why would I kill him? That doesn't make sense. If you have no evidence, it's slander, and I can sue you for that."

"Then tell us what happened that night."

"The specific details… We left the boxing ring, and encountered two gangs making a deal. They were the Poison Wolf Gang and the Hell's Angels Motorcycle Club from Bangkok. Apparently, they noticed us witnessing their transaction, so they shot at us. We split up when we reached an intersection. Later, I received a message from Sawang Suxi asking me to run and not return to the hotel."

Shen Hao handed over his phone to show the police the chat messages. The Siamese officers and the local police looked at the chat history on Shen Hao's phone. He hadn't deleted anything.

The police officers started to understand. It seemed like the tour guide was likely killed by the gangs, and they couldn't find him, so they came to find Shen Hao.

The Siamese international police then asked, "Do you know where Sawang Suxi went afterward?"

Shen Hao replied, "No idea. I'm a law-abiding citizen. Our country is safe, and I've never experienced a gunfight. I was so scared I just ran away. Your country's security is much worse than ours."

The police officers were pleased when Shen Hao mentioned how much safer China was. It was clear they thought more highly of the security in their own country now.

The Siamese international police exchanged looks, seemingly frustrated.

"Do you have any recent contact with Sawang Suxi, or did he contact anyone?"

Shen Hao responded, "Shouldn't you be investigating the gangs in Bangkok, the Poison Wolf Gang and the Hell's Angels?"

Hearing this, the Siamese international police officers' faces twitched. They didn't want to touch the gangs—they had powerful backgrounds and had been operating for years without consequence.

After several more questions, they left without getting any more useful information. Their investigation into Sawang Suxi's disappearance had hit a dead end.

The local police chief smiled at Shen Hao. "Thanks for your cooperation. It's all cleared up. Do you want us to send you back?"

Shen Hao smiled and replied, "No need, I'll go back on my own."

The police chief nodded. "Alright, just keep your phone on and be available if we need you for any future investigations."

Shen Hao replied, "No problem."

As the chief turned to leave, he suddenly added, "Stay away from Siam for a while. You don't want your family to worry."

The police officers had initially suspected Shen Hao might be involved in something illegal, especially since international police had come to investigate him. But after looking into his background, they found no problems.

They realized that the real issue lay with the gangs in Siam, and they were unwilling to confront them directly. They thought it safer to focus on Shen Hao, even though there was no real evidence.

The police didn't make things difficult for Shen Hao. They let him go.

Once he left the station, Shen Hao couldn't help but feel annoyed. He hadn't expected the Siamese police to send officers to question him. This wasn't like Siam's usual behavior—why were they taking their investigations so seriously now?