Syllable!

When the door to the police interrogation room was opened, the doctor looked over.

He saw two people who had been beaten like blood gourds, and let the police drag them in, just like throwing garbage, and threw them in the house.

Still not tried.

And then he left.

The three of them looked at each other, whether they knew each other or not, from a professional point of view, there would be no conversation at this time, they just looked at each other quietly.

Subsequently.

A policeman brought a table, a TV, and pulled a white wire and plugged it into the TV.

The next second, after turning on the TV, the police left the room.

On the TV, a news story was playing......

"Hello audience, I will continue to broadcast the live situation of Wa State for you."

"According to the news from the front, the war in Wa State has triggered external forces to spy on our country, and some people have infiltrated the Wa State under the pretext of 'aid' in the name of the Red Cross and carried out assassinations."

"A foreign friend was attacked during his travels, thanks to the timely dispatch of the Mengneng police to resolve the crisis, in the entire police operation, four perpetrators were killed, one was seriously injured, and five people were arrested, and the case is currently being handled......

The news was told by the host's attitude alone, but it was quickly switched to the Myanmar state channel on television, where the atmosphere was completely different.

"The Myanmar Red Cross Society gave a quick response based on the 'Mong Neng incident', and they acknowledged the aid to Mong Neng, but completely denied the attack!"

"And publicly issued a statement, saying that this matter is a frame-up!"

The doctor snapped his eyes shut, and took a long breath in a deep breath that seemed to understand his situation.

"The Red Cross strongly condemned Moneng's detention without any evidence, considered it a massacre, and submitted an application to the Burmese government for intervention to free the trapped Red Cross doctors."

……

I was sitting in front of the TV and watching the news.

In the news, the moderator made a statement with obvious personal emotion, accusing the Mengneng government of its attitude towards the Red Cross, and at the moment of righteous indignation.

He is using his performance to darken the entire Mengneng, hoping to arouse the wrath of the whole society through his words and physical reactions, so as to ...... Give the Burmese government an excuse for using troops against Meng.

Everything was going in the direction I had predicted, and at this time, I could have pressed the doctors, but what was the use?

Even if you can come up with a confession and evidence, people will say, 'You are tortured to extract a confession, and people are in your hands, what do you want to ask?'"

Can you still explain?!

So I didn't say anything, let the TV set of the host's 'whooping and shouting' accusations, but there was no response, in the sun, watching with a cigarette in my mouth.

Now speaking is not called reasoning, reasoning should be when I speak, you shut up!

I'll have to wait, wait for a chance to speak.

When, when, when.

Banbula knocked on the door and entered the room, and responded to the news on the TV, "Master, what should we do?" ”

"Cold salad."

Without waiting for me to explain, Banbula immediately said, "I'm not talking about news, I'm talking about ...... Mengmao! ”

"Yang Rong called again to ask for money, this time for a full $10 million!!"

"How much!"

My eyes widened and I turned my head to look over.

Banbula raised a finger: "Ten million dollars!" ”

Isn't this a knife cutting meat?

This is to cut off Lao Tzu piece of meat piece by piece of meat, Ling Chi!

Banbula continued: "There is no money left in the account......"

"It's really not good, I'm going to push him?"

"You wait!"

I drank half a bula.

I can indeed push this matter away, after all, there is no money in the account, you Yangrong can't blame me, right?

But I have to think about what Yang Rong will do if he can't get the money he wants!

"Give it to him!"

When I gritted my teeth and made this decision, I looked at it in bewilderment.

"Let the village ship to the West Asians, in addition to offsetting the old account of the tank, and then ask him to take this 10 million, once the money arrives, it can't be delayed for a minute, and call Yang Rong directly!"

Banbula spoke again and said the question in his heart: "Then, what if there is no money and no money? ”

He trapped all of them with a question, and then waited for an answer with a full face of inquiry.

……

Life is like this, we are in the give-and-don't, want or not, waiting for the answer. Sometimes the answer is for yourself, sometimes the answer is for someone else, but there is always an answer.

I'm not a smart person, I'm not a decisive person, and I haven't been told by anyone since I was a kid how I should behave in society and how to make decisions in life......

I'm just a normal person.

It took all my efforts and luck to get to where I am today, so that a county can develop in a better direction and put everything on the right track.

But when a question about the collapse of an anthill appeared in front of me, I was also confused.

I began to think involuntarily in a bad direction, and began to understand why Old Joe wanted to kill people, or kill people without asking for a reason.

In Lao Qiao's opinion, once this happens, killing Yang Rong is the best solution, and if the military power is taken back, the matter will not exist.

In his opinion, there is no problem with this solution, after all, he himself is a military general, leading troops, and it is trivial.

Can I?

Not to mention asking me to lead the troops, even if I was asked to fiddle with a police station, I might not be able to figure it out.

"Give it to him."

In this situation, these two words are all I can give.

Half Bula didn't have the same cheerful voice as before, and didn't even respond, turning around in questioning.

He is a smart person, even if the reverence for you is like a surging river, when something completely different from his imagination happens, he will not deny it on the spot, but hide in the dark to see the result.

If you win, he will come out with his thumb and tell you: "Master, your decision was very wise at the beginning, and I was still muttering in my heart at that time!" ”

When you lose, he will jump out: "At that time, I felt that I couldn't ......"

Think about it, think about it, is there such a person around everyone, and then think about whether everyone is actually such a person?

Yes, this is the real life, the life of the people at the bottom.

Backbite.

At this point, my phone rang.

Yang Rong didn't even call and sent a message, which read: "The Burmese army has begun to prepare supplies, and we have to send money as soon as possible." ”

I quickly responded, "Do what you can." ”

Immediately afterward, I held my phone and stared at it for a long time, until the screen of the phone was dim and my face was reflected in the dark screen in the light, and I saw my frowning brow and worried face.

Yes, I have to fight with someone to prove my strength after winning half of the Wa State, so that everyone in the world can see that I Xu Ruifeng is not a soft persimmon that anyone can touch;

Yes, touching the Burmese army is the most rewarding decision at the moment, and if I can win this battle, the whole world will look at me differently.

But who knows if this battle can be won?

Who dares to protect the hearts of the people before the war?

At this time, I once again remembered Sun Quan when he was crushed by Cao Cao's 800,000 army, and I completely understood why emperors since ancient times called themselves - lonely people! (End of chapter)