The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

When the Xia State Police Department received the unexpected surrender call, the entire office fell into an unbelievable silence.

Although the phone number on the screen had been confirmed, the voice coming from the other end was very different from the image of the cunning and unpredictable actual controller of the organ group they had in mind.

The captain of the patrol department frowned, his eyes full of doubt and vigilance. He knew very well that there might be a deeper conspiracy or trap hidden behind this.

"Notify the Bharat Embassy immediately and ask them to send someone to verify the situation." The captain gave the order decisively, his tone revealing an unquestionable determination.

Inside the Bharat Embassy, ​​several staff members looked at each other in disbelief after receiving the order.

They secretly wondered how this notorious organ gang mastermind could suddenly appear in that isolated slum with a bad environment and voluntarily ask to surrender. This sounded more like a fairy tale.

However, they dare not slack off in the slightest as their duties require.

Several staff members quickly got ready and drove to the legendary area.

As the vehicle gradually leaves the bustling city and drives into more remote areas, the scene outside the window has undergone tremendous changes.

The dusty road was lined with weeds and garbage, and the air was filled with a pungent smell that made it almost impossible to breathe.

When they finally arrived at the slum, the scene before them was beyond their imagination.

The narrow alleys are crowded, the dilapidated houses are crumbling, sewage is flowing, garbage is piled up, and every place exudes a disgusting smell.

Most of the residents here are pale and thin, with eyes full of helplessness and despair towards life.

The embassy staff trudged through the slums, asking local residents about the old man's whereabouts.

After some twists and turns, they finally arrived at the old man's "home". It was a simple shack that could hardly be called a home, with a shabby wooden door half-closed, revealing a faint light.

They pushed open the door and an even stronger stench hit their noses, almost suffocating them.

However, the scene before them completely stunned them.

The legendary powerful and ruthless organ group's actual controller was now curled up in a corner, ragged, haggard, with eyes full of fatigue and despair. He exuded an aura that was out of tune with the surrounding environment, but the vicissitudes and helplessness were so real that people could not ignore it.

The embassy staff looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

They could never have imagined that this villain who had stirred up so many storms in the international arena would end up like this. Although they had a thousand doubts in their hearts, they were more deeply reflective about the complexity of human nature.

"This...is this really him?" a staff member asked in a low voice in disbelief.

"It looks like... that's right." Another staff member answered in a deep voice, his voice also full of shock and disbelief.

At this moment, the suspicion and disbelief of the Xia State Police and the Barat Embassy all vanished in the face of the old man's embarrassed, desperate and helpless figure.

The medical staff squatted down, her eyes full of professional acumen and sympathy, and she gently began to conduct a preliminary physical examination on the old man.

As the examination progressed, the medical staff's expression gradually became solemn, and a hint of disbelief and astonishment flashed in her eyes.

After careful inspection and confirmation, an astonishing fact came to light - the old man, the actual controller of the once powerful and feared organ group, had both of his kidneys severely necrotic and almost lost their function.

This discovery shocked everyone present.

The kidneys are important detoxification organs in the human body. Once problems occur in them, it often means that the countdown to life has begun.

The old man's current appearance, with a thin body and haggard face, turned out to be due to this irreversible disease.

Who would have thought that this demon who once manipulated life and death in the dark and traded other people's organs as commodities would eventually end up in a situation where he could not save himself.

"This...how is this possible?" the medical staff muttered to herself. She looked up at the embassy staff, her eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

In this age of information explosion, news of the old man's evil deeds has already spread far and wide, but who would have thought that he would suffer the consequences for such a reason.

The embassy staff exchanged complicated looks, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

They knew very well that the old man's crimes were too numerous to list, but seeing him in his current state made them feel sad.

Is this retribution? Perhaps this is the cruelest irony of fate towards him.

"Contact the nearest hospital immediately and prepare for emergency treatment." The head of the embassy gave the order in a deep voice. Although they were filled with disgust and anger towards this villain, as a symbol of humanitarianism, they could not stand by and watch him die.

With the help of everyone, the old man was carefully lifted into the ambulance and slowly drove away from this slum full of despair and sin.

Outside the ambulance, there were the indifferent or curious gazes of the slum residents; inside the ambulance, there was the weak and confused eyes of the old man.

He may be regretting or fearing, but more likely, he is feeling helpless and desperate about the impending end of his life.

"He deserves it?" someone whispered, with a tone that condemned the old man's crime and lamented the fragility and impermanence of life. "But no matter what, we can't forget the pain and suffering he brought."

How could the old man surrender himself if it wasn't really a last resort?

He was so glorious back then, starting from the Akbang mining area and then to Lao Meng.

It was a time of singing and dancing all along, but now, it has become like this.

And even if you surrender yourself, you may not live much longer.

If the old man were given another chance, I don’t know if he would do these things.

There was no light in his eyes anymore.

Just now, someone from the embassy asked him about the whereabouts of Sun Dongliang, but the old man didn't say.

I don’t know whether he didn’t know or didn’t want to say it, but when the name was mentioned, he was obviously a little excited.

All of this is related to Sun Dongliang. As for what exactly happened, only two people know.

Once he is sent to China, the old man will probably spend the rest of his life in prison, without any hope of rising again.

But being in prison is much better than being here. This place is really not a place for people to stay.

How could he surrender himself if he had not really had to?

The old man's eyes had lost that light.