Their room had been completely ransacked.

Both His and Mike’s suitcases had been tossed about, their contents scattered across the floor.

The Feng Shui compass, wrapped in silk, had been in his own suitcase.

And it was missing.

The small box in Mike’s bag that held some of the local currency, as well as emergency U.S.

dollars, sat on the ground.

He quickly opened it.

Mr. Mai was suddenly very nervous, and blurted out to Mike, “They didn’t take the money, or anything else… Just the compass is missing…”

Although Mike is not was not well learned in the art of Feng Shui, he knew that the compass was a treasure of the Mai family.

said that it had been passed down from the first generation of ancestors who engaged

the meaning of this

the continuous blessing of the ancestors of the past dynasties,

of an ordinary compass! The descendants of the Mai family relied on this compass

was lost, the ability of the Mai family to watch Feng Shui will be greatly reduced

Mr. Mai, “Grandpa, let’s call

Mai nodded repeatedly and blurted out, “Yes, Hurry up! We’ll call

time, Isaac Cameron stepped in the room and said, “Don’t worry you

just entered their room, and

like an ordinary person, so

spoke, his face was filled with shame, “As the manager of this hotel,

was a burglary, I rushed over as soon

already been

already called the police,

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