One day later at Valletta, Malta. 

“I’m already at Valletta, wait for my instructions.” On a street, an Asian man made a call and only muttered one sentence into the phone. 

Next to the Asian man was a blonde woman browsing the stalls on the street. 

“Mister Ma Lei, is this pretty?” The blonde held the underwear up, gesturing for the Asian man to check it out. 

The man was Xia Lei, the woman was the Italian archaeologist, Linda. They had both secretly arrived in Malta from Sicily. 

“Not bad.”

“Then Mister Ma Lei, could you help me pay first?” Linda looked timid. When she escaped, she only had her nightgown...