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

The car gradually slowed down.

I really didn’t want to complain about this road. Zhang Fan pulled the bolt of his gun and fired a shot at the distance ahead. Then he fired a lot, and two corpses fell from the top of the mountain.

The people hiding in the dark quickly ran away.

The car stopped.

Zhang Fan looked at the person behind him.

"You guys pick up the nails on the ground and open a safe path. I'll clear the mines first."

Zhang Fan came over carrying a small box, lay down, took a knife and started digging for something.

The army took the AK and fired at the surroundings, and then found the best shooting angle to be on guard.

In less than 3 minutes, two mines were taken out.

The nails on the ground were also cleared, and a safe road was cleared.

Zhang Tianjun detonated a landmine on the side, and the movement of the landmine was quite loud.

The convoy continued to pass.

These eyes really helped me a lot, otherwise how could I have noticed someone on the mountain? How do you know there are landmines?

If Abang came to transport him, he would have already passed away, and the first truck would definitely be bombed.

The car slowly entered the road.

After entering the highway, the speed picked up, reaching around [-] per hour.

Less than five hours later, we reached the first checkpoint.

Zhang Fan got out of the car and took out the relevant documents.

The stationmaster at the checkpoint glanced at the dollar bill in his hand.

He pressed a stamp on it. The checkpoint was just a formality. It was mainly to get some money. If you give the money, it will be easier.

Of course, not everyone collects money, only those with little influence collect money. If it is Kanglai's team, there is definitely no need to get out of the car for inspection.

Zhang Fan returned to the convoy with the documents, and the convoy continued on its way.

The entire convoy went smoothly, but when it reached the outside of the central area, this checkpoint became special.

Every vehicle here needs to be inspected.

It seemed like no one knew what was going on.

Zhang Fan walked over.

I saw personnel from the Myanmar military government in front of me, as well as personnel from the local autonomous region, and people from the local police station. There were also two inspectors on both sides, and a small team of Xia Guo criminal police.

A huge photo appeared in front of him, and he was on the photo.

Of course, it’s the person I was before smuggling, but now I’m a little different from the people above.

This is an arrest operation carried out by Xia Guo and Myanmar to capture the principal culprit of a major case!

Zhang Fan walked to the passage on the left. The prosecutor glanced at Zhang Fan and then compared his identity information.

He was about to check the face and fingerprints when Zhang Fan spoke.

"Is Deqin coming?"

Deqin?

"You don't remember. You gave me the evidence. Are you not from Deqin?"

Zhang Fan said again.

The prosecutor glanced at Zhang Fan and suddenly realized, no wonder this name was so familiar. It turned out that he had sent the certificate himself.

"Deqin is in Yangon. The Xia Kingdom requires us to capture a wanted criminal who massacred Xia Kingdom citizens. We will conduct inspections here in the past few days."

"Okay, I also asked why I saw Detective Xia Guo. I prepared a small gift for Deqin, and your share is also ready. Where do you live? I will send it to you later?"

Zhang Fan smiled.

"I live in XX. I will come down to smoke at eight o'clock in the evening. I live with other people. Come over and check it out."

the inspector whispered.

Zhang Fan called the team over.

The convoy began to pass through the opening.

What should I check for myself, and what will happen if something goes wrong after the inspection?

Do you want any small gifts?

Even if there is something in the car, it must be allowed to pass. In this country, even if there are drugs in the car, you can get through if you pay money.

"stop!"

Just when Zhang Fan got into the car and was about to pass through the opening, a person walked over beside him.

White shirt, black trousers, this look makes you look official.

"Interpol Xia Guo Crime Team."

A business card stuck out.

Zhang Fan touched the gun and looked like he was going to have a big fight.

"My surname is Xia. You can call me Officer Xia. What language do we use to communicate?"

This short-haired and dashing detective noticed Zhang Fan.

"English."

Zhang Fan smiled.

"He's from the mining area? Have you ever seen that person in your mining area?"

Detective Xia pointed at the person in the photo.

"I have not seen it."

Zhang Fan said straightforwardly.

"Those who kill our Xia Kingdom will be punished no matter how far away they are. If you see them, you can make an international call and we will give you a heavy reward."

Detective Xia reminded me.

"With your spare time, you should be able to save many Chinese people who have been deceived."

Zhang Fan pulled the gun bolt and got into the car.

Da Jun stepped on the accelerator and rushed over, followed by the cars behind him.

"Officer Xia, this is one of ours, hehe."

said the inspector.

People from Myanmar?

Since they are not Chinese, let them pass.

But that guy is very arrogant?

Look down on yourself?

"Xiaoxia, what's wrong?"

People from Xia State came over.

"No, just checking."

Officer Xia didn't recognize Zhang Fan. After being exposed to the scorching sun, Zhang Fan looked like black charcoal. He had been on the run in Savage Mountain for a while, and his appearance had changed a lot.

Moreover, the photos taken by the criminal police were also from a long time ago. They were ID photos from previous years in China. How could they be compared?

If fingerprints and faces can be used for verification, but the conditions here are so poor, how can all the checkpoints be equipped with high-tech equipment?

A central area in Pagan.

The convoy came to the east of the city.

Zhang Fan called Abang, and the handover staff came over quickly.

A group of people walked towards the convoy.

Except for the first local, everyone else has a Chinese face, which can be seen at a glance through their skin color.

These bosses are inspecting the goods and want to give an estimate.

After some evaluation by several bosses, this cart of stones was worth 980 million, which was on the low side. Because it was handed over here, it was normal for the price to be lower.

"Xiao De, take this money and take your brothers to have fun, and go back tomorrow."

The contact person came over and took out a wad of U.S. dollars.

After counting, there should be about ten thousand.

Zhang Fan greeted the people around him and walked out.

One truck of goods costs about 1000 million. If ten trucks are transported in a month, it will cost [-] million. If it takes several months, it won’t be several hundred million.

I have to say that mining is really profitable, but of course the cost is also very high. In fact, it is definitely not that much.

But if it’s a good mining area, it’s really about picking up money.

"The money you take is for food and drink, and you spend it all."

Zhang Fan gave the money to Dajun and asked him to take the people to eat and drink.

"Boss, what about playing?"

The army laughed.

"I need to see someone at night."

Zhang Fan said something.

"Haha, I only have a few minutes."

Dajun took the money and asked the group behind him to leave.

Dajun has a strong learning ability and has no problem speaking simple local dialects.

First go eat and drink, and then go to the venue to play.

Zhang Fan had other matters.

I'm going to get some money first, and then give some small gifts to Deqin's attendant.

Then ask him about the current situation.

As for what Dajun said for fun, I really looked down on those local women and had no interest at all.

And Interpol is here, so how can I still be in the mood to have fun?

Come to the hotel as agreed.

Wearing camouflage uniforms, holding an AK in his hand, and with black marks on his face, most petty thieves wouldn't dare to mess with such an outfit.

This kind of person looks like a soldier from the government's special brigade, and the local armed forces don't dare to mess with him.

Deqin's little follower came down.

He received one thousand US dollars, which was his income for several months. He could not accept big money at his level, and he did not dare to accept it.

But I still dare to do it for a little benefit.

"What's the official situation like recently? Why are all the Xia people coming here?"

Two people came over to a small shop to have something to eat.

"Xia Guo threatened the higher authorities and threatened to stop assistance. That's why Xia Guo's criminal police came over. They will go back in a few days. This time they are here to catch wanted criminals and nothing else is involved."

The little follower explained.

So that's the case.

"It seems that the highest bureau of the Xia Kingdom has been shaken and called upon to solve the case within a time limit."

The classmate explained again.

"What about the recent situation? The government has taken no further action."

The government has been at war with the local autonomous region, with fits and starts, and the situation is sometimes turbulent.

"No, the country is building industrial parks recently, and they want to commit fraud. The money of those Xia people is so easy to transfer. Everyone is building industrial zones and has no time to fight. We only fight if the benefits are unevenly distributed."

Fraud?

Chinese people have official shadows.

"By the way, the latest industrial zone is called Guangguang Industrial Zone. The actual controller is a Xiaguo native, nicknamed Old Man, and has hundreds of people under his command."

The little follower thought of something.

Old man?

He actually opened an industrial zone?

The traitor!

Seventeen compatriots were killed by him!

Now he is harming his compatriots again?

"I understand, thank you. By the way, what's Kanglai's rank here?"

"Kanglai? One of the three major forces in Pagan, the actual controller is Lao Kun."

Lao Kun?

Kang Lai can only be considered the third child?

It seems that the complexity of this piece exceeds my imagination.

"How is his relationship with Lao Kun?"

Zhang Fan asked.

"It's not very good, they all want to replace it. Lao Kun is the official, Kanglai is a local government. They all belong to Lao Kun's father. With the death of Lao Kun's father, all the major forces have appeared."

It turned out to be the case.

Since Kanglai is not the largest in the area, it will be easier to handle.

Otherwise, I won’t be able to survive.

Kanglai has many mercenaries and controls dozens of mining areas. He has a lot of money. If you have money, you can do things easily.

The two chatted for more than two hours before the little follower went back.

Zhang Fan stood up and walked out. As soon as he came out, he met the police officer Xia he saw during the day.

The two of them met face to face, and Officer Xia had already made a move to grab a gun, because Zhang Fan was not a good person anyway.

Zhang Fan did not act rashly. If he acted rashly, his identity might be revealed.

She glanced at Officer Xia and left quickly. She was holding a portion of Liangpi in her hand. She must have gone out to buy something to eat.

There were guards nearby, but they did not stop Zhang Fan's actions. The guards thought Zhang Fan was a senior person.

Zhang Fan returned to the courtyard where he stayed. The army had not returned yet, so he had a good time.