Record of northern Myanmar

"Ahu...he set up another mountain!"

Brother Song's calm tone made me break into a cold sweat.

The first feeling is that Brother Song knows!

Maybe you knew it from the beginning!

How did he know?

"Brother Song!" I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't laugh at all. "Brother Song, you're kidding! Brother Hu can't do that!"

He looked at me sideways, half-smiling, "Oh? Why do you say that?"

"It's just a feeling! Hasn't he always been loyal to Brother Song? He handles many things. I..."

"Ah Meng, you are too young!"

Again, I’m talking about my age.

However, compared with his age of about forty, I am indeed very young.

But these words made me so frightened that I could not calm down.

I moved, touched the transparent bag in my pants pocket, and asked, "Brother Song, how do I get this?"

He glanced at it and sneered, "What can I do? Leave it to Paul! He will always need it."

"Oh!"

I said nothing and looked out the window, wondering if Brother Song suspected me.

I know how cruel he is when he treats Cao Bin, when he treats A Jiang and A Jun who want to escape, and when he doubts me.

I have no doubt that if he thinks I have any evil intentions, he will never be lenient.

He has always been like this, gentle on the surface but like a snake behind the scenes.

After arriving at Myawaddy, he seemed to have changed a lot. He no longer treated the piglets the same as before, and relaxed a lot of restrictions on me, even allowing me to use all my means to do things.

Even if I go to Thailand, I feel safe.

I was thinking about this and thought about Alang again.

Why did he let Alang go to Thailand?

Aren't you afraid that he will have inappropriate thoughts again and run out to do it alone?

It’s not like he’s never done it before!

I can’t figure it out, I can’t understand it.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in my mind.

That was the moment Alang took me to his place and opened the door to a room full of computer equipment.

There are many pictures on the computer screen, just like a monitoring center.

One of the scenes is a seaside.

Seafood restaurant! ! !

I felt like a head of ice water was poured down on me, making me feel cold from head to toe.

He always knew what I was doing, always knew what was going on at the seafood restaurant.

He's been spying on me!

Do you know the nightclub?

Do you know about the newly opened park in the south?

After realizing this, I couldn't sit still and couldn't help but look at Brother Song.

Who knew, he actually looked at me with a smile.

Suddenly meeting his eyes, I was startled, but I kept my luck, hoping that he didn't know anything and was just testing me.

"What's wrong?" he asked with his usual gentle smile, completely gone from the angry look he had when he got in the car.

"Huh?" I had no idea what he was asking.

"Did you think of something?" He finally looked away and looked forward, "Ahu changed the capital account over there after he left here."

I lowered my head, looked at my hands, and the package in my hands, and quickly stuffed them back into my pocket.

"He didn't tell me!" I said. "He didn't tell me the last time I went there."

"Haha..." Brother Song laughed, "He won't trust anyone."

I was stunned. Ahu had told me this many times.

It turns out that Brother Song is the person who understands him best.

Does Ahu trust me?

I was in a daze.

He talked to me a lot, taught me many things, and reminded me more than once not to trust anyone, including him.

But last time he went to northern Myanmar, he was very busy and left for such a long time, so he left everything there to me.

Is this trust or testing?

Does he consider me one of my own, or is he a dispensable piglet?

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became.

I went behind Brother Song's back and helped Ahu do things, just because of what he asked me at that time: Can I trust you?

Yes!

Can he believe me?

Can I trust him?

If Brother Song had known everything a long time ago, and Ahu didn't trust me, I would be alone and in danger.

If you are not careful, you may lose your life!

How on earth should I do this?

Brother Song didn't say anything during the rest of the journey. After arriving at the casino, he got off the car.

He strode inside, Qin Feng and I followed, and the others were waiting outside.

In a hurry, Qin Feng only had time to make eye contact with me.

When we arrived in the lobby, Paul came up to us. Brother Song said, "Let's go to the office together!" and walked to the elevator again.

Paul looked at me and asked Brother Song what was wrong with his eyes.

I shook my head and said nothing.

When he got upstairs, Brother Song went directly to the office.

This office was used by Ahu at the beginning, and then by me.

Even if Brother Song comes, he rarely comes here.

Today I just opened the door and went in.

He stood at the door, glanced around, seemed to relax, walked a few steps, and sat down on the sofa.

"You all should sit down!" He said in a low voice, as if he was tired, rubbing his eyes with his fingers.

Paul sat down, and I said to Qin Feng: "Ah Feng, ask Sister Mei to bring some food."

Qin Feng nodded and went out. I sat opposite Brother Song and sat with Paul.

The office fell silent.

After a while, Qin Feng came back, opened the door, and Sister Mei came in with the waiter.

She asked the waiter to put down the tray and left, smiling and sitting next to Brother Song.

"I just came back last night and brought back a few shemales. I'll give it a try tonight by arranging a performance. Brother Song came just in time. Let's see the effect together then."

Brother Song put down his hand and looked at Amei. She looked a little stunned and looked at me doubtfully. I shook my head and she smiled.

"Brother Song, what happened? Try it quickly. This is the rice wine I brought back from Thailand. It is very sweet and delicious."

It took Brother Song a few seconds to reach out and take the glass of wine, take a sip and put it down.

"Amei, how was your trip to Thailand?" he asked.

"Great!" Amei replied with a smile, glanced at me quickly, and continued: "Don't mention it, their nightclub is really profitable, and there are many tourists. Even the tips are worth the amount of our park guards. I saw their shemale beauty pageant, talked to their boss, and signed a performance contract here. I will perform here once a month.”

"Ah!" Brother Song nodded, "Since we are making so much money, why don't we also raise some?"

Amei said: "I knew Brother Song would say that. I brought back a few piglets from their side and spent some money. They will be ours from now on!"

Brother Song nodded again, no one could tell whether he was satisfied or not.

The atmosphere was a little weird. Amei and I didn't dare to speak, for fear of making too many mistakes.

Paul seemed to be used to it. He didn't speak when he came in, but sat there quietly and waited.

After Brother Song finished chatting with Amei, he sat upright, looked at Paul and me, and motioned for me to give Paul something.

Only then did I remember, and I quickly took out the transparent bag in my pocket and handed it over.

"Paul, I was asked to test the product out of guesswork. You can find a few people to try it later!" Brother Song said.

Paul nodded and bumped the bag, "No problem."

I didn't dare to ask anyone to try it, but Brother Song said: "Ah Meng, this thing is a good thing! Many people have lost their money trying to get it! It's just me! You! And Amei, Paul, as long as it's You can’t touch the backbone at all, do you understand?”

I nodded quickly, "I understand, Brother Song!"

He smiled, "It seems you know a lot!"

"Before I came here, propaganda was everywhere in the country." I said, suddenly wanting to ask those people where they were taking the drugs.

Brother Song said: "In the past, people in northern Myanmar often risked their lives to bring goods there, and they were all caught! Those who were lucky enough to get through made a fortune in the blink of an eye! I want to give it a try!"