Yao Kaizhi left Wang Yi's official residence, and the task assigned by Prime Minister Yang Qiuxing was half completed, and the rest was to observe the public situation in Nanyue Province, make a brief overview, and then submit a relevant report to the National People's Congress Committee in charge of Southeast Asian affairs. He could retire and return to the Prime Minister's Office. Comparatively speaking, the first task is the top priority of this trip to Southeast Asia, and now that it has been completed, Yao Kaizhi is also very happy.

After leaving the official residence and returning to the hotel, it was already evening. Two colleagues who came with him were waiting for him to come back to have dinner together in the hotel, one of them was Wang Baichuan, the secretary of the Prime Minister's Office, who was in his thirties, and he was always smiling. The other is Wan Yun, the liaison translator, who is very young, in his early twenties. Although Yao Kaizhi is the youngest of the three, the three are headed by him.

"Brother Wang, Brother Wan, have you eaten?" After taking a shower, Yao Kaizhi saw the two.

"No, isn't this waiting for you?"

Yao Kai also thought that although Saigon is now a place in the northeast, and Chinese is also the only official language, in fact, the promotion of Chinese has just begun, if there is no Wan Yun as a translator, he Yao Kaizhi has no other good places to go except for eating in the hotel canteen.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, let's go."

The three of them went out of the hotel together, and there were rental carriages outside the door, and Wan Yun called one of them. After the three of them got on the car, they chatted with the coachman, but mainly 10,000 clouds, after all, only he knew the local language of Saigon.

This coachman is not Han at first glance, his skin is brown and black, and when asked, it is indeed a native of Nanyue. Not tall and thin, but looks sturdy. Wearing a straw hat on his head, he smiled and was very polite.

"What's your surname?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't have your surname. The three gentlemen are from the Northeast, right? ”

When Wan Yun heard this, he smiled and said, "Brother Shi, good eyesight." ”

"Where, our line of work runs around the streets all day long, and after a long time, we still have this bit of eyesight." Shi Chefu smiled innocently. "I wonder where the three of you are going?"

"Is there a place to eat and put near here?"

"Well, are the three of you going to eat Chinese food, or are you going to eat South Vietnamese food?"

With the help of Shi Chefu, the three of them found the place they wanted, which was a Chinese restaurant. With the strong entry of the Northeast, Chinese culture gradually replaced the original French colonial culture and began to become popular. The number of immigrants in the Northeast and even in the vast areas of the Qing Dynasty has gradually increased, and the various dishes in Chinese cuisine are no longer difficult to find in Nanyue Province.

After the three of them finished eating, seeing that the time was not early, they were ready to go back to the hotel. As soon as they got out of the restaurant, they found that the carriage of the coachman was not far away, so the three of them got into the carriage again. Walking out of the distance of a street, Wan Yun chatted with Shi Chefu, while Yao Kaizhi and Wang Baichuan whispered about what they had seen and heard along the way.

South Vietnam has just ended a riot, and although the situation has subsided, there are still traces of the riots in the streets. Whether it is the burned down houses or the insurance teams that appear on the street from time to time, they are always reminded of what happened here.

"It's better during the day, and after dark, it's not too late, but Saigon Street is too quiet." Wang Baichuan said with a little surprise. People in most parts of the Northeast Autonomous Region don't rest so early, and the streets don't go so quiet, even if it's winter.

"After all, it just happened, and the current situation is understandable." Yao Kaizhi replied in a low voice.

Seeing such a situation, several people also lost their interest in talking. The carriage moved quietly on the road, Saigon City was not big, and there were no people on the street, so it soon came to the vicinity of the hotel.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise from the hotel, and it didn't take a few people to understand what was going on. The flames burst into the sky, followed by a huge explosion. Even though it was already night, you could still see the smoke billowing up.

It didn't take long for the streets to be in chaos.

"What are we going to do?" Wang Baichuan asked anxiously at this time, looking at his expression, he was also a little scared.

"Hurry up and find a safe place to hide, and when the situation is clear, how about we plan for the next step?" As a translation liaison officer, Wan Yun is also Yao Kaizhi and Wang Baichuan's accompanying escort, so safety is his main consideration.

Yao Kaizhi didn't speak, as a civilian, in the face of today's situation, to say that he is not afraid, it is nonsense. But Yao Kaizhi now has another kind of affection in his heart, Yang Qiuxing sent him to South Vietnam in addition to seeing Wang Yi, but also to observe the people's feelings.

Outside of the three of them, it was the most calm of the coachman, although his expression was also very nervous, but he seemed to be a little accustomed to this kind of thing.

Yao Kaizhi saw the problem and said, "Brother Shi, do you often have such explosions in Saigon?" ”

Wan Yun immediately translated, and Shi Chefu nodded and said, "In about two or three days, it will happen." ”

"What did the Dragon King Sect do?" Wang Baichuan asked rhetorically at this time.

Shi Chefu nodded helplessly.

As Shi Chefu said, South Vietnam, Cambodia, and even North Vietnam and Laos, which are not affected by the back, are far from being as calm as Yao Kaizhi and the three imagined China and Russia. Wang Yi was reluctant to rush into the army, in addition to adapting the army to the climate of Southeast Asia, he also wanted to leave enough time to wipe out the local armed forces in South Vietnam and Cambodia, and to eliminate hidden spies and terrorists.

Speaking of which, I really have to thank these Dragon King cultists who carried out terrorist attacks, most of them responded to the call of the Dragon King and dedicated themselves to the cause of independence in Southeast Asia.

However, the effect may also be beyond the Dragon King's expectations, and the northeast is now heavily defended in government offices, and ordinary people can't get close to it at all. Therefore, most of the attack locations that the Dragon King Cultists can choose are some public places, hoping to have enough deterrent effect on the Northeast government. Each explosion caused a large number of civilian casualties, and although such an innocent act put South Vietnamese and Cambodian officials under tremendous pressure, it also caused the local people, who had a wait-and-see attitude and sympathy towards the Dragon King Cult, to change their attitude and gradually become the same enemy as the government.

And although the Dragon King Sect was good in the last attack, it is actually a mixture of dragons and snakes, including the Dragon King, Hu Yunzan, and the Dragon Girl, but more of them are ignorant bandits with modern weapons. Shouting ground is a great slogan for the cause of national independence in Southeast Asia, but in fact, it is more about using this golden signboard to seek personal power and interests.

This has been true of all so-called revolutions, uprisings, riots & chaos throughout the ages. Wang Yi understood this, so he was waiting, waiting for the action of the Northeast Intelligence Bureau.