The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

At the north gate of the Moai River Park, Agui drove out slowly in an inconspicuous pickup truck. We followed a rarely traveled route to Mae Sot.

The key to this route is a pontoon bridge that connects the two banks, but due to the loud noise and slow movement when starting, we almost never choose to travel this way.

However, in the current situation, this hidden route is particularly important.

Although the Moai River is not wide, the time required for a pontoon boat to move slowly from one bank to the other bank and back again is far beyond the patience of ordinary people.

As the cars slowly rolled onto the pontoon boat, I could feel the ghost's worry.

His worries are not unreasonable. After all, this operation is full of variables.

The car stopped steadily on the pontoon boat, and as the gentle waves swayed, Agui couldn't help but ask: "Brother Lei, you said Mr. He asked you to go to Mae Sot Hospital. What is his plan?"

I took out the cigarette case from my pocket, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, looked at the river bank in the distance, and asked softly: "What do you think?"

Agui obviously couldn't get an answer from my rhetorical question, and his worry became more obvious: "Aren't you afraid?"

he asked, trying to find the answer in my expression.

"Afraid?" I laughed softly and blew out a smoke ring. "What's there to be afraid of? Today's situation was not caused by me."

There was a sense of relaxation in my words, and I remained calm despite facing unknown dangers and challenges.

Agui glanced at me, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

The atmosphere in the car became a little heavy, with only the slow movement of the pontoon boat and the sound of the river lapping on both sides.

As the pontoon boat gradually approached the other shore, my thoughts became tense.

What is the hidden meaning behind this trip to Mae Sot Hospital?

What is He Hong's real purpose?

My mind was filled with doubts.

The car finally drove away from the pontoon and moved slowly along the road in Mae Sot.

The distance between Mae Sot and Moai River Park is not far, but under such circumstances, every minute and every second seems extremely long.

We passed through the urban area of ​​Mae Sot and soon arrived at our destination - Mae Sot Hospital.

Agui parked the car at the side entrance of the hospital. I got out of the car and took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

Walking into the hospital, I followed the instructions He Hong had given me before and went directly to the ward where He Keliang was located.

The corridors of the hospital seemed unusually quiet, with only the occasional chatter between medical staff and patients.

The tension in my heart echoed in the empty corridor with the sound of footsteps.

Pushing open the door of the ward, I saw He Keliang lying on the hospital bed with a pale face and various medical equipment connected to his body.

He Hong sat on the chair next to his bed, and the two were talking in a low voice.

Seeing me coming in, He Hong turned to me with a calm expression.

I approached, exchanged a few words, and then got straight to the point: "Mr. He, what are your instructions for calling me?"

I tried to keep my tone as calm as possible, even though I was filled with curiosity and uneasiness.

He Hong's eyes wandered around the ward for a while, and finally settled on me. There was a hint of imperceptible urgency in his serious tone.

In such a tense atmosphere, every word and every pause he spoke made people feel the seriousness of the matter.

"Yang Lei, you also know the current situation..." Before he finished speaking, he paused slightly, as if he was weighing in his mind how to express his next words.

Such hesitation is extremely rare for He Hong, which shows his inner entanglement and uneasiness.

After a while, he finally spoke, with a hint of determination in his words: "I have something to ask you..."

"Mr. He, please tell me." I tried to keep my voice as steady as possible, even though I had vaguely guessed that He Hong's request might be related to He Keliang.

"Please help me bring my brother to Malay." He Hong made his request straightforwardly, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

This short sentence made my heart tighten, and I understood his true intention almost immediately.

Is He Hong planning to run away?

This time, he chose to let He Keliang leave, obviously hoping to protect his younger brother from the coming storm!

Although I am at the core of the park, I have limited knowledge of outside information, especially the details of the negotiations between the Wa State and the Myanmar government.

I only know that once public opinion reaches a certain level, the Myanmar government will definitely intervene, and the Wei family and the Bai family plan to negotiate with the Wa State at this time to determine the ownership of the park.

The core of the negotiations is to keep the annual benefits provided to the Wa State unchanged.

He Hong suddenly asked me to take He Keliang away. Does this mean that the ownership of the Moai River Park has been decided?

Could it be that the negotiations have reached some kind of consensus and the park is about to change hands? !

"Mr. He, will you take Director He to Malay?" I asked again pretending to be confused, trying to find out more information from his answer.

He Hong just nodded, without much explanation in his expression, nor did he reveal any more details.

Obviously, he felt that this was not the time to discuss it in detail. Perhaps he also had his own difficulties and considerations.

I pretended to be a little embarrassed. After thinking for a moment, I finally nodded slowly and agreed: "Okay, I will follow your instructions. But, Mr. He, I don't know that you need me to take Director He to Ma Where are you coming from?"

He Hong had a bit of determination on his face: "As long as you bring people to Malaysia, someone will contact you and pick you up. You don't need to worry about the specific details."

His tone was firm, and it was clear that everything had been arranged.

I asked again: "What about you?"

He replied somewhat thoughtfully: "As you know, the current situation in the park is complicated. I need to go to Yangon in person to handle some urgent matters."

There was a hint of imperceptible stress in his voice.

I nodded, and my heart couldn't help but move. When I was about to continue asking about the future of the park, I was interrupted by He Hong's cold glance: "There are some things that are not within the scope of what you should ask. You just need to make sure to complete your task. I will arrange the rest."

"Got it." I responded softly.

At this moment, He Hong's cell phone suddenly rang. He quickly took out his cell phone, glanced at the caller ID on the screen, stood up in a hurry, and quickly walked out of the ward.

He Keliang and I were left looking at each other. I could feel a trace of disdain and indifference in his eyes, which made me feel cold, but I didn't show it!

A few minutes later, He Hong quickly returned to the ward, with a hint of urgency on his face: "I have already communicated with the doctor. Once the procedures for Keliang are completed, you can take him directly to the airport. Passport and I have prepared all the necessary funds. Remember, as long as you deliver the person safely to Malaysia, your mission will be completed and you can return."

I nodded again and said, "Understood. I will make sure everything goes smoothly."

Before he finished speaking, He Keliang stood up impatiently and prepared to leave the ward...