The other side.

Hotel.

After taking a shower.

The team leader who is about to go to bed has the habit of watching TV for a while, and he can order Chinese, while the station in Xin'an City is bilingual in Burmese and Chinese, so he can roughly understand the general news.

Thereupon.

Turn on the TV.

And then.

Stunned!

Read.

The team leader's mouth almost stuffed an egg, his face was clouded, his eyes were full of incredulity, and the freshly opened mineral water in his hand was poured on his lap, but he didn't seem to feel it.

Now.

He was at a loss.

This... Am I dreaming?

Otherwise.

How could Dorn be on the news, and he was beaten in the street, in the picture, punch after punch, beating Dorn to the point of screaming, without the image and temperament of an international bandit leader.

Forehead!

Mo not.

Really dreaming?

Submit.

"Ahh

The legs were wet, and under the air conditioning, the cold feeling came to his mind, which made the team leader sure that it was not a dream, but real, and Dorne was indeed beaten into a pig's head by a big black man.

That picture.

"Oops!"

The corners of the team leader's mouth twitched, and it hurt to look at it.

Saying.

It's only been a long time, what did he miss?

Stealing wallets?

Joke.

Who is Dorne, the level of a big thief, how is it possible, but it just happened, the more he looked, the more he wanted to laugh, a big thief, but he stole his wallet and was beaten in the street.

Wonderful.

It's amazing, a hearty coolness.

Ha ha!

Dorne also has today, you know, Dorne has committed too many crimes, but there is no evidence, so he can't help it, and he was bailed out by the big man that time when there is evidence, and as an official force, he is not happy.

But people are soft-spoken.

Accurate.

It can only be buried in the heart.

Right now.

Seeing the bad guys being punished, although it is not caught, it is also a very happy thing, it is estimated that this video will become the biggest stain on Dorne's life, and he can't get rid of it.

"Haha!"

The team leader laughed directly!

No way.

You have to collect it, you can often turn it out and see, the hotel is fully configured, the intermediate configuration of the computer, high-speed network, soon, he found the source of the video download, click to download.

"Tonight. ”

"Definitely get a good night's sleep. ”

。。。

Hotel.

Now.

Dorn was stunned, the mood he had just appeased was extremely bad, but he didn't expect it, he really didn't expect that such a thing would be on the TV of Burmese with many followers.

This time.

I can't hide it.

Scold!

Thief.

Scold!

Zealous masses!

Scold!

Burmese scab.

Dorne's resentment almost rushed to the sky, but he could completely vomit badly, and he could only say to the air, this unwarranted disaster, he was hit by a porcelain, like a heavy punch, and he fell to the ground and couldn't turn over.

Justification?

Who believes.

The people who eat melons don't care about the truth, they only care about the excitement.

Apparently.

He has become a bustle, even if the attention is only today, three days later, everyone may forget, however, for him, it is imprinted into the memory, can not be erased, can not be washed away.

I... Gassy!

The more you think about it.

The more angry.

Pinch the remote.

"Whew!"

Directly threw out.

"Click!"

The TV screen was broken, Dorne didn't care, isn't it just money, little meaning, looked at the ashtray at hand, picked it up, and smashed it hard, now. Directly smashed through.

Well.

This time.

It's a little cooler.

Ten minutes later.

"Name!"

"Muse Denier. With a helpless expression, Don replied to the interrogator's words, sitting on the cold bench, his hands were also cold handcuffs, and his heart was cold!

Who am I?

Where am I?

What did I do?

That's right.

Because of the destruction of the hotel's public property and his bad behavior, he was suspected of having a certain mental tendency, so the hotel called the police, and in just one day, he was brought into the bureau for the third time.

As for why the hotel security came up.

One asked.

It turned out that there was a sensor in the TV, which was simply destroyed and would not trigger the alarm, but it was smashed through like an ashtray and would be triggered immediately, Dorn didn't expect it, and there was this hidden function.

Specially.

Is God joking with him?

Right now.

It's not just a matter of losing money, but he feels that he has violent tendencies and may affect the safety of other guests, so he can't stay in the hotel, and he can only spend tonight here.

Tomorrow.

The sheriff's office will take him to the airport.

"Age. ”

"Forty-six. ”

"Occupation. ”

“。。。 ”

Dorn replied mechanically, in a terrible mood.

I want to be quiet.

Asked.

He was placed in a room, with a hard bed, no TV, no computer, all of this, as if to laugh at him, and Dorne wanted to smash the place, but he didn't dare to do it, for fear of being detained.

That's it.

Repatriation is even more disgusting.

"Wait. ”

"This account, one day, will have to be settled with you. Dorne gritted his teeth, all of this was blamed on the fuss of the security bureau here, otherwise, he would not have entered the palace three times.

Disgrace!

。。。

Two days later.

"What?"

Nebidu.

At the U.S. Embassy, Blumo looked at a document from the Burmese side, a document on the deportation of U.S. citizens, detailing an illegal act by the Muse.

First, trespassing in the non-exhibition area of the museum will be fined 1,000 Asian dollars.

Second, steal on the street, apologize to the victim, and be on the news.

Third, he smashed hotel facilities and was suspected of violent tendencies and detained.

Fourth, that night, he attacked the police officers of the Public Security Bureau and detained them.

In summary.

The Burmese side demanded that this person be repatriated, and he would not be allowed to enter the country for the rest of his life, after reading it, Blumo pouted, this is a bad pen, he committed four cases in a day, and he is also a talent, and it is really embarrassing to stay here.

"Agreed!"

Brush!

Signed by Blumo.

Hum!

Call you a cheap hand.

That's it!

Plant it!

Made.

Do your best to find trouble for labor and management, those useless agents often let labor and management go to collect people, it's shameful enough, and I have to deal with you guys who enter the palace three times a day and commit four crimes, am I idle?

Get lost.

Give labor and management to go back to the United States, and woe to others.

Originally.

Come to Myanmar.

Blumo was still ambitious, and felt that his predecessor Ainslie was incompetent, but when he arrived, he realized how deep the water was, and now, almost like his predecessor, lived like a salted fish.

It's been a week.

Idle.

The only foreign-related work I encountered was the repatriation of an American citizen, and if you say it's bad or not, if it's an annual work summary, write it down, and you must not be despised as scum.

Day.

It's hard.

That's right.

Tomorrow is March 1st.

-oasis

- Conditioning fluid.

The Burmese side invited him to the sale of the new year's shares, but why did it happen by the way, because he was not invited to speak, and even a public relations person never came.

Other.

Such as Saudi Arabia.

-Treat.

-Tourism.

-Gifts.

Although they all spent a small amount of money and did not rebate them, they were already much better than their own pitiful appearance, and I really don't know who gave Burmese the confidence to ignore the position of the United States.