Stepping onto the streets of Dachili, looking at the laid-back locals and tourists shuttling around, you can't tell that this is the long-rumored central city of the Golden Triangle. It's not a big city, but it has a unique side, it's a border city in Myanmar close to the Thai border, just across the river from Mae Sai in Thailand, so both baht and kyats are in circulation here, and we found a guide while exchanging the currency.

This guide is called Gang, and we call him Wu Gang as is customary, and his face blooms with joy, while we smile slightly awkwardly.

Wu Gang...... This benevolent brother is really similar to the buddy who cuts down trees every day outside the Moon Palace.

The most important purpose of this trip is to find Boss Gu, because we have no clue, when we came, we had already asked for help from the dark line of the senior brother's department, he thought about it for a while on the other end of the phone, and told us a name and address, so that we could go to Daqili and find that person directly. This person's nickname is Lao Gui, and the big name is Liao Tianding, and he opened a store specializing in the wholesale of daily necessities in Dachili, specializing in wholesale and cheap small goods from China.

As before, the tiger cat spread his wings and went alone.

Wu Gang was met outside the airport when we got off the plane, because Tachili has developed into a tourist and border foreign trade city, so there are generally many idlers like him in the vicinity. They usually speak Burmese, Thai, and vague Yunnanese, are articulate, and are well versed in everything Taichili. Wu Gang is one of the few guides who can understand Mandarin, on the way from the airport to Tachili City, he told me that he learned this from watching Chinese TV dramas, and he said that in Chinese TV dramas, he likes to watch "Journey to the West" and "Huanzhu Gege" the most, especially the latter one, he watched it more than a dozen times, and even Chinese Mandarin was learned there.

Wu Gang's accent was weird and weird, and when he said "Brother Han Pig", I was stunned for a long time with Miscellaneous Hairy Xiaodao.

Luckily, we just need his help to show us the way.

The urban area of Tachili is not large, and it is said that it is a small county town in China, but because it is a border city, it is also more prosperous than other places in northern Myanmar. Walking in the small city has a strong exotic atmosphere, listening to Wu Gang say that there are nearly a hundred different nationalities living in this area, looking at these buildings and clothes with different styles, there is indeed a different taste.

We found the old ghost near Darlow Commercial Street.

This is a man close to sixty years old, with brows down, red eyes, and skin the same color as the locals, and if he hadn't spoken authentic Yunnan Kunming, we wouldn't have dared to associate him with a Chinese. The old ghost shop has a big business, and in addition to having two sons to help, it also has four locals. When we said that it was introduced by the dark line (the name will not be revealed), he nodded, and after sending Wu Gang away, he took us to the backyard to make tea and talk about things.

In the late 60s of the last century, because of a large number of anti-Chinese and anti-Chinese riots in Myanmar, many Chinese and overseas Chinese were killed in Yangon, and Chinese groups and schools were closed. After decades of baptism of gunpowder, the years are glorious, and the past is like smoke, and now he has lived in seclusion in such a foreign country as Tachili City, begging a Shan mother-in-law, spreading branches and leaves, and living a plain life.

Of course, this is just the surface, the old ghost actually has another identity, that is, an important contact person of the secret front.

Explained the purpose of our coming, the old ghost said that his people did see Yao Yuan, and did not pass through to Thailand, but went to the deep mountains in the north, and Qin Li He didn't know about this person, and he still needed to continue to investigate. His answer did not surprise us, because in Dachili, the energy possessed by a Chinese person is not huge. Of course, if you go straight north and arrive at the first special zone, it is another story.

In the past two days, Zamao Xiaodao and I have been discussing what Qin Li would tie up Boss Gu, and then run in the direction of Daqili, but we have no clue. The old ghost promised us to help us keep an eye on Qin Li, and as for Yao Yuan, who ran to the northern mountains, he couldn't help with this. The mountainous areas in the north are closed to traffic, mountains and dense jungles, where many ethnic groups live and multiply, and there are all kinds of separatist forces, regional forces or national armed forces.

It was the world of poisonous snakes, beasts, and mountain people.

He hesitated for a while, let's go to the Mae Sai River to find a Thai named Chachai, this guy is an intelligence broker, if the whole Dachili says who is the most well-informed, it must not be the local government, but Chachai. He maintains a good relationship with the surrounding forces, and shares interests, and is quite a legendary guy.

The old ghost said that if we are in a hurry, we can ask his second son to take us to Chachai.

We nodded, stood up and shook hands with the old ghost to say goodbye.

The second son of the old ghost is a young man in his twenties, and because of his mother, he looks about the same as the locals, but he is taller. He speaks Chinese, with the same Yunnan accent, and acts competently, does not talk much, and does not ask questions as curiously as others. I and Miscellaneous Xiaodao called him Xiao Liao. As we walked, we came to a courtyard on the banks of the Mae Sai River, where Xiao Liao tapped the door three times and waited quietly. After a while, the door opened, revealing a middle-aged man with a beard, looking at us with a wary expression.

Xiao Liao talked to him in Thai for a few words, and the man seemed to be a little unhappy, and scolded Xiao Liao fiercely.

Xiao Liao was not cowardly, but said a few words quickly. We didn't know what they were talking about, but the man reluctantly opened the door and invited us in. When we entered the room, we found that there were actually a lot of people in this small courtyard that looked cold outside, as if it was a casino or something, and these people were all playing cards. When they saw us come in, they were quiet for a while, and they all turned their heads to look at us, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly oppressive.

After a few minutes, the little brother ran over, said a few words, nodded his head, and then led us straight to the innermost room of the house, and knocked lightly on the door.

A woman opened the door from the inside, and when we walked inside, we saw an exaggerated large bed at the back of the room, a row of bamboo chairs in front of it, and a big fat man with a beard sat in the middle, and next to him, there were three beautiful women, with a graceful posture. These four women are tall and hot, fair-skinned, and have an exotic smell between their eyebrows, even if they are placed in a domestic nightclub, they can be regarded as the top brands.

Such a woman is really rare in Southeast Asia.

Then, the fat man in the middle should be the intelligence broker in the mouth of the old ghost.

Xiao Liao stepped forward to negotiate with the big fat man, and then the man nodded, waved his hand, and the beard and the few younger brothers next to him clasped their hands together and saluted, closing the door. Then he beckoned us to sit down in stiff Chinese. Everything was all right, and he asked us who we were looking for?

On the way here, we had already printed out Yao Yuan's photo, and then we took it out to show him and explained the identity of this person. Chachai took the photo and looked at it, frowned, and asked us after a while, are you police? Still is...... We laughed, but we didn't speak, and he laughed, and said yes, he took this matter, and waited for his news at night, and we asked how much? He stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of "three". Seeing that we were puzzled, he smiled and said prepare 300,000 baht. I silently calculated, 300,000 baht is equivalent to 60,000 or 70,000 yuan, we came this time, and exchanged 400,000 baht in advance for backup, which is just enough, so I nodded in agreement.

We stood up, and the moment we turned to leave, I saw a black spider tattoo on the back of Chachai's neck.

This spider tattoo is as green as ink, from the left shoulder to the neck, although it is partially blocked by the clothes, but it can be faintly seen. Its texture is almost engraved on the neck, or rather a brand and scar. And this tattoo also hit my heart like lightning, and the tattoo of the same scene also came to my mind - the woman who appeared near the scene of Li Qiuyang's death and attacked us for no reason, also had the same tattoo on her body.

Before, we only thought it was an ordinary tattoo, but at this moment, the coincidence makes us have to wonder: what does this tattoo represent?

Like me, Miscellaneous Trail saw it, but neither of us spoke, said goodbye to Chachai, and quietly walked out of the yard.

On the way back, I asked Xiao Liao, do you know what the tattoo on the back of the neck means? Xiao Liao said that it is not a black spider? We nodded and said yes. Xiao Liao looked left and right, swallowed his saliva, and said Since you are my father's guests, it doesn't hurt to tell you, in our place, there is a group with mysterious power, called Chinuka, and the members in it generally have a spider tattooed on their bodies. This is something that most people don't know. What is Mystic Power? Have you ever heard of the head lowerer? I've seen it with my own eyes......

Then, Xiao Liao whispered to us about a real head-lowering technique he had encountered, and I looked at each other with a little surprise in our eyes. Chinuca? Could it be that he has a close connection with that tanuki-like woman?

As he was talking, a child's cry suddenly came from the front, and it seemed to be very lively. I asked Xiao Liao, what are these children called? Xiao Liao listened carefully for a while and said, "What are they calling Chinese women, Chinese women and the like...... Hearing this, we also walked to the front to see what was going on. Coming to an ox cart, a short and thin man was pointing at a woman in the cart and saying something loudly, and then everyone next to him laughed. As soon as I saw it, a nameless anger surged out of my heart - this was a woman with both hands and feet cut off, naked like a meat maggot, wriggling in the car.

The man had a bowl in his hand and was asking the people around him for money.

Is it a Chinese woman?!!

I saw that this woman was dirty, her body was red and blue, there were many scabbed wounds and cigarette butt marks, and her hair was tied into bunches, greasy and greasy, covering all her face. After the limbs were severed, the wounds had healed and had a pink color. Amid the flirtatious laughter of the crowd around her, the woman wriggled like a filthy maggot in the narrow confines of the ox cart, and as soon as she stopped, the short and thin man took a thumb-thick whip and struck the woman's lower body and chest viciously.

The woman screamed mournfully, but she could not speak, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that her tongue had been severed.

The crowd around let out a sickly laugh, hahaha, and then a few men threw money into the bowl and shouted demands.

My face and I were blue, I couldn't imagine that such a cruel thing could happen in such a place, and others were still accustomed to it, this was just, simply inhumane! And the most important point is that the children seem to be shouting: "Chinese women ......" Xiao Liao has a cold face, although he was born in Myanmar, but in his bones, he still thinks that he is a Chinese and has a motherland that he is proud of. Completely ignoring the people next to us, we squeezed into the crowd and walked to the front of the ox cart.

There was a commotion and shouting around us, and the woman seemed to hear something, raised her head, and looked at us.

I met the woman's cloudy and numb eyes, and there was a huge shock in my heart.

This woman is not very old, if you look closely at her dirty face, she is actually a beautiful girl, her lips are cracked, all bloody, the bridge of her nose is collapsed, she is obviously violently beaten, and there is a centipede-like scar on her left cheek...... But none of this matters, what makes my heart struck and hurts is that I know this woman!

Seven months ago, on the way from Nanfang City to Jinling by train with Zamao Xiaodao, two girls sat across from us.

One of them is called Gu Lili and the other is Qin Wen, both students at a university in Wuhan.

On the train, Gu Lili's wallet was lost, so I also dispatched the Golden Silkworm Gu to help find it.

She thanked me so much, and then invited me to come to Wuhan in the future, I must go to them to play, and she could treat me to the famous local hot dry noodles. We also left each other's phone numbers at the time. Seven months later, this beautiful girl named Gu Lili was like a meat worm, her hands and feet were cut off, and she appeared naked on the streets of a foreign country, beaten with a whip by such a short and thin man, and begged in the street.

She recognized me, her numb eyes rolling, and suddenly a large stream of tears welled up in her parched eyes......