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

Hidden among the undercurrents in Southeast Asia is a massive and well-structured human-snake group.

The group is led by a figure known as "Viagra", whose name is loud and threatening in the underworld.

Viagra has a group of smugglers who control the human trafficking business in every corner of Southeast Asia, forming an intricate network.

Viagra is not only the soul of this group, but also the ultimate beneficiary of all these criminal transactions.

Through strict organizational management and ruthless methods, he ensured that he occupied an absolute dominant position in the human trafficking business in Southeast Asia.

It is said that more than half of the human trafficking business in Southeast Asia is under his control.

This group is very particular about order and rules.

Each of the smugglers under Viagra has their own area of ​​responsibility, and they must ensure that the human trafficking business in their area proceeds smoothly.

More importantly, these smugglers must "hand over" to Viagra every quarter, that is, hand over half of their profits.

This rule not only reflects Viagra's strict control over the entire group's finances, but is also a test of their loyalty.

The ritual of handing over numbers has almost become an important ritual for this group.

The smugglers will hand over their quarterly earnings to Viagra or his direct agents personally or through trusted subordinates.

This is not only a recognition of Viagra's authority, but also a commitment to continued cooperation in the future.

Under the iron-fisted rule of Viagra, this human-snake group seems to have become a dark empire, with influence and control spanning many countries in Southeast Asia.

Although the outside world knows very little about it, in the underground world, the name of Viagra and his human-snake group have become something people talk about.

And just recently, Viagra has not appeared for a long time.

In the first two handovers this year, he sent a woman to collect money, which caused considerable fluctuations in the entire organization.

This woman, no one knows her real name, she is only known as "Red Rose".

The relationship between Red Rose and Viagra is a mystery. Whenever the due date comes, she always appears on time.

Viagra's lack of presence has filled the entire organization with speculation and unease.

Some people speculate that Viagra may have encountered some trouble or is planning a bigger plan.

However, no matter what the outside world speculates, the organization's operations are still orderly and without any chaos.

After listening to what Boss Tan said to me, I pursed my lips calmly: "Boss Tan, you and I are not the same person. What is the purpose of telling me so much?"

He smiled softly and said: "Mr. Yang, it's a coincidence that you came here. If you had come here a few months earlier, I might have done it to you yesterday. But you just came here at this time..."

"I don't understand what Boss Tan means."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Now you just need to know that I need money. And if your channels are reliable, we will have a good time together from now on!"

"Reliability is of course reliable, but I don't know how much Boss Tan plans to smoke?"

He held out a finger: "One hundred thousand! One hundred thousand for a piglet. This is the price I give you. As for how much you can sell it, I have no control over it."

"One hundred thousand?" I pretended to be surprised, "This is comparable to the previous price..."

Before I could finish speaking, he interrupted me and said in an unquestionable tone: "Before was before, now is now! Mr. Yang is a smart man, and I don't want to say too much."

I took a deep breath: "Give me some time, I need to think about it."

"That's natural. What I don't lack most is time." After saying that, he stood up and said, "Mr. Yang, if you think about it, you can tell me at any time."

After Boss Tan's figure disappeared outside the door, I sat back heavily on the sofa. The lighter in my hand rang softly. As the smoke filled the air, I fell into deep contemplation.

Boss Tan's words didn't seem to be impulsive. Every word he said revealed deep meaning.

An idea flashed in my mind, and a bold guess came to my mind - Boss Tan, is he planning a rebellion?

This thought roared in my heart like thunder, and the previous fog began to gradually dissipate.

Thinking of this, everything seemed to suddenly become clear.

As the backbone of the group, Viagra has been silent for so long, and it is likely that something unexpected has happened.

In this power vacuum, desires and ambitions within the organization began to stir. Boss Tan and his associates were obviously unwilling to hand over so much profit to a leader who had lost his voice.

This dissatisfaction is like a latent fire that can ignite with just a gust of wind.

Once this force begins to stir, conflicts within the organization become inevitable.

Conflict undoubtedly requires a large amount of funds to maintain and expand one's sphere of influence.

My appearance happened to be a stepping stone in Boss Tan's eyes. He intended to use my channels and resources to not only accumulate war funds for himself, but also to pave the way for possible instability in the future.

Taking a deep breath of cigarette, I slowly exhaled the bitter yet slightly sweet smoke, watching it swirl and rise under the light, and finally dissipate into the boundless darkness of the night sky.

At this moment, what filled my mind was not only the aftertaste of tobacco, but also thoughts about the future.

Will this be a rare opportunity for me?

For the next two days, I decided to sit still and wait and see.

But something that really surprised me happened. The man named Tan actually tied up the "Red Rose" sent by Viagra to collect the money the next day.

Of course, this is just my guess.

Because at that time, I happened to be smoking on the balcony, my eyes wandered between the doorways, and I saw that scene by chance.

A woman in a bright red dress had a black hood roughly put on her head, and was then escorted towards the backyard of the villa by several stout men.

Those men, with guns hanging clearly on their waists, walked in a hurry and looked cold.

There were many people who looked like horsemen following around, and the whole scene looked quite majestic and tense.

I was almost certain in my heart that the woman being escorted was probably the "Red Rose".

That night I made a decision, one that could put myself at great risk.

I carefully climbed down from the balcony, avoiding the surveillance and patrolling horses in the night, and like a nocturnal cat, quietly climbed over the fence and came to the grass in the backyard of the park.

My heartbeat was like a drum, and I took every step extremely cautiously, for fear of making any noise...