It only takes 16 minutes to walk from the house where Mou Zikuan just lived to the center of Yangon. Although I have visited Yangon here in the past, I have never seen this bustling place in Southeast Asia up close as I do today. He was disappointed. In his memory, all the Southeast Asian cities he visited seemed so dirty and grey, and the center of Yangon was no exception. Hordes of beggars, dilapidated sights, and homeless people add to the discomfort of the central corner of the city.

But he thinks he's safe, at least for now. The room was very small, about five or six square meters, separated from the next rental house by a wall. The entire ground floor was divided into five or six such small rooms by the landlord for rent, the kitchen was greasy everywhere, and walking on the floor with shoes always felt sticky, not as good as the old man said. He looked at the bathroom, arguably the scariest bathroom he had ever seen, and he didn't know if he should change his daily bathing habit to once a week. The tenants here don't talk to each other much, but they listen to their phone calls, Hokkien, Vietnamese, Cantonese, and Mandarin.

The phone is in the kitchen hallway, and the most anxious thing is that everyone has to talk for a while as soon as they pick up the phone. From the content of their conversation, it was found that almost all of these people entered the country illegally or were looking for jobs, so it is no wonder that the landlady did not ask him for any identification documents at all, as long as she gave money. The landlords are a husband and wife who live upstairs and although they are Chinese, they barely speak a word of Mandarin.

During the day he found a small business center in the neighborhood, scanned his drawings and burned them onto two CDs. At this moment, he was thinking about whether to destroy the painting. What should I do if the disc is damaged? He hesitated. He picked up a magazine he had just bought and flipped through it, and there was an article that made him more and more surprised the more he read it. This is a report compiled from a well-known Western media report, saying that the design of the world's financial system has entered a critical stage for individual oligarchs and chaebols, and if successful, it will have a huge impact on the balance of the entire world. But with his own intuition and simple financial knowledge, he compares the progress of several key parts of the article with the recent QE announcements by the Federal Reserve and the European Central Bank, which are clearly inconsistent with the statements in the article, although they are more realistic.

Faintly, it seemed that the phone was ringing upstairs. He looked at his watch, and it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. Slowly, after a tense day, he unconsciously closed his eyes.

Songya sent people to scan every Chinese newspaper rental advertisement in Yangon. Almost every newspaper, such as Yangon Daily and Daily Myanmar, has two-page advertisements for rent. Starting with the latest advertisement, they ticked out every single room sublease advertisement with a red pen. According to the records of Mu Zikuan's bank withdrawals, his subordinates believed that it was impossible for him to stay in the entire suite; At the same time, they also informed the registered hotels in the entire central Myanmar region of Mu Zikuan's information, although it is unlikely that he will stay in the hotel.

Songya also borrowed two Chinese police officers, one fluent in Chinese and the other in Hokkien and Vietnamese, from the Yangon City Police Department to call the phone number advertised. If a room has just been rented out today, pay a higher price to lure you to see if the room is already occupied. Once this happens, record the owner's phone number and hand it over to the center's data officer, who will immediately reverse check the specific address. Of course, some owners have mobile phones, and the data center can also be immediately searched directly with the data center of the wireless communication service provider. As far as the police system is concerned, people in this country have no personal privacy. Although each country has its own telecommunications laws, they are not binding on Southeast Asia's intelligence agencies, either nominally or in practice, for the simple reason that national security is paramount.

After a while, it was determined that there were about 20 families in Yangon, and in the vicinity of Salem and Kangel. He immediately arranged to monitor all the target's phones, and at the same time, he summoned his men and the Burmese police to send people to the target to set up controls, and at the same time, they came out to urgently apply for a search warrant to the local court, on the grounds of searching for drugs. In the end, the operation was scheduled at 10 p.m., with the police and the special operations team acting at the same time, with Songya leading the Thai arrest team to disperse among the city police to concentrate on the target in Yangon, while his subordinate Bucha went to Gangigong, and Salian was temporarily under the responsibility of the Myanmar police.

When Mu Zikuan and Aka came out of the shopping mall, it was already half past eight. It was only then that he felt hungry. As soon as the car was parked, I immediately went to find a McDonald's. On the way, Mu Zikuan told Aka what happened, and then told Akati about his own affairs. After hearing this, Aka took a "hiss" breath, thought for a while, and said, "Big brother, what reason do you say will be a policeman?" Those people will not be back until tomorrow at the earliest, and besides, their stuff is also shady, and they don't dare to call the police because they have ghosts in their hearts. And they want to do it, it was okay to be in a nightclub last night, how can they wait until now to have no movement? Father-in-law Qian? I don't think so. ”

Mu Zikuan said: "You think the same as me." We used to do things cleanly, and we wouldn't move or pick up anything that wasn't black or fake. If you have something, you won't wait until today. I wondered if it had anything to do with my classmate. I haven't been in touch with him for so many years, and I don't know what he did afterwards. I know this guy very well, he is usually silent, and he often does something earth-shattering when it is critical. Speaking of this, he seemed to see Xi Bin ten years ago, who was sitting quietly in front of the principal's office with eighteen girls wrapped in a white cloth on his head. Although the two of them never met again, only sending each other photos via email, phone, and even the Internet, the two never really interacted with each other. Xi Bin's natural ruthlessness and toughness, Mu Zikuan never doubted that anything had changed.

Mu Zikuan suddenly shivered. If these people were related to Xi Bin just now, how could they find him? Could it be that something is wrong with the old side? No way. A chill ran down his spine. He began to think about the consequences of the matter, which he had never had before he got married. He turned his face to look at Aka and said, "Brother, we've been working together for so long, have you ever been afraid?" ”

"Think about how I didn't have anything when I first came here, and it's a big deal to get it back to square one. Do you remember how you helped me deal with those bastards at that time, I didn't pass the first level, and you still helped me in the second level, with a big brother like you, what am I afraid of? Aka said lightly, without looking at Mu Zikuan, looking ahead, only caring about himself driving the car.

Mu Zikuan lowered his head, felt sorry for this brother, thought for a while, and said, "We have to go and get a wooden donkey (black car) first." Aka turned to look at him, smiled and nodded. The car went straight to the "Sheng Ji" hot pot restaurant opened by Black Dog.

Before they arrived at the house where Lao Tian and they lived, Liu Tianyun seemed to smell the aroma of wine and the smell of dried duck gizzards. The house was bought by the Singapore Import & Export Corporation and has five rooms. The company's office in Myanmar is home to it. In addition to Lao Tian, there are two young people. One is called Jin Ji, who has a milky voice all day long, and it is estimated that he is either a father or a mother. After graduating from high school, I joined the company, went to New York to study English for half a year, and then was sent to Myanmar. The other one, named Yuan Kui, is very strong, usually not very quiet, as if he has endless energy. Because there are a lot of youthful pimple beans on his face, which are similar to orange peels, everyone calls him orange peels, and he doesn't care.

Lao Tian opened the door. As soon as he saw Liu Tianyun, he grinned and said, "Oops, our boss has arrived!" Hurry up and add a wine bowl, little ones! With that, he pulled Liu Tianyun's sleeve and entered the house. Liu Tianyun saw that the three of them had already drunk it. Orange Peel's face was flushed by the wine, and the pimples on his face became clearer. Jin Ji ran to the kitchen, brought a bowl over, and filled it with a bowl for Liu Tianyun.

Liu Tianyun looked at it and hurriedly said, "Hey, no, no, no!" I'll have to drive back later, don't you let me know the law and break the law! ”

Lao Tian pushed him and said, "Don't worry, if you drink too much, there is a place for you to sleep here." I can't do it, I'll drive you back! Go, go, drink together! Liu Tianyun really couldn't resist the aroma of wine, so he sat down. A few people drank and chatted in five or six places.

Liu Tianyun's amount of wine is not too big, he is greedy, and he drinks two glasses. For so many years in Myanmar, because of the hot weather, I still practiced my ability to drink beer, but Chinese liquor and European whiskey did not dare to drink more. But he usually likes to brag with those Burmese colleagues, saying how powerful Chinese liquor is, and it is not as good as drinking a box like yours. Today, I met the real one, I drank less than a third of the bowl of wine, my face was also feverish, and my tongue began to harden a little.

"Tianyun, today I heard a friend of mine in the city tell me that a Chinese couple was burned to death in the house! Have you heard? Lao Tian asked casually while chewing on the dried duck gizzard.

Liu Tianyun's subconscious is still there. Outside of working hours, it is their discipline not to talk about the case. But the strength of this wine is so great that the mouth just doesn't listen to the command. "Ah, this, this... Actually, I went to look for them this morning. ”

"Huh? That's evil! Isn't it your kid who brought the evil spirit to others? Lao Tian took another dried duck gizzard and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Nonsense! I went because the woman's ex-husband seemed to have something wrong and ran away with something. It is said that I went to Thailand, I wanted to ask... Uh..."The three cannons stopped talking, and the strength of the wine came up again.

"Obediently, it won't be that the man is jealous and can't think about it, so he will die with the woman in a fit of anger. Look at it, your little trick has made people restless for no reason. Lao Tian didn't seem to be able to do it anymore, and really started talking nonsense.

"Which one? If that couple can't even think about this, they won't be people on the road! Liu Tianyun hurriedly argued.

Before he knew it, Orange Peel didn't know when he left the table. After a while, he came out with another bottle of wine. Liu Tianyun saw it and hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, I can't drink anymore!" After saying that, he lay on the table and couldn't get up again.

Songya opens the encrypted email, which contains two packaged compressed files. When I opened it, I saw that one was full of text files, and the other was all image files. He read the text at a brisk pace, containing archival materials collected from Thailand and Burma. One of the subjects is Mu Zikuan, and on the side is his latest photo; The other is Father-in-law Qian. Song Ya looked at the photo of Father-in-law Qian and muttered, "It turned out to be your brother!" He had read Mu Zikuan's information before, but this time it was more detailed, almost starting from kindergarten, and there were several fights in elementary school, and these stories that even Mu Zikuan himself had forgotten were recorded.

He opened the image file again, and it was all photographs. He browsed through them one by one, and suddenly stopped at one of them. The date on the photo is one day at the end of April ten years ago, and there are more than ten or twenty young students sitting in front of the office of the dean of the Bangkok Police College, and the close-up is Xi Bin and Mu Zikuan, whose serious faces reveal childishness. Mu Zikuan held a large piece of paper in his hand, on which he wrote with an oil-based pen: "Be free, don't suppress!" ”

He shook his head, stood up, and dialed Xi Bin's phone.

The black dog came out of the back door of the kitchen, saw Mu Zikuan standing there, "oops", and hurriedly ran over and said, "It's going to start work again?" ”

Mu Zikuan put his arm around his shoulders, walked through the lobby, through the kitchen, and came to the backyard, and then smiled: "How can there be a thing to get rich every night!" If you want to engage in a wooden donkey, you have something to do. Oh, here's your share from last night! ”

"Wow, I can take a long leave now! Hey, thank you Brother Kuan! "The black dog can't help but have fun." Coincidentally, isn't it, there happens to be one wooden donkey, did you see that Mercedes-Benz convertible? That guy just left alone, and he has to eat! You can rest assured that you are ready to drive! After speaking, the black dog pointed to a fiery red sedan parked in the garage not far away.

Mu Zikuan smiled, patted the shoulder of the black dog, turned around and walked away.