I come from the abyss
Chapter 121
The tea processing factory is located in the old city. A few years ago, the investors ran away, no one paid wages, all the machines in the tea factory were removed, and the walls inside were empty.It was originally used as a long-term residence by homeless people, but later the driver and his gang drove away homeless people and occupied the land.
The alleyway is long and narrow, twisting and winding like a long worm curled up, turning around three alleyway entrances, seeing a faint white light at the end, passing through the white light, a blue Passat is parked at the open gate on the left front, and a pickup is on the right A curly-haired man sits on the roof of a blue Passat smoking a cigarette, and two tanned men in floral shirts play cards on a pickup truck.
When the three of them first saw Li Zan, their bodies tensed imperceptibly. When they saw Jiang Heng and the driver, they knew that the crisis was over. They resumed their idle postures and greeted them in Burmese.
The driver ran up in two or three steps, and said a few words to them, looking at Li Zan and Jiang Heng, probably introducing them.
Jiang Heng: "He's called the driver."
"Who?"
"The driver who brought us here is Chinese. His wife is a car, his girlfriend is a car, and his lover is also a car. He was nicknamed the driver. Later, he simply called himself the driver. No one knew his real name."
"It has a lot of personality."
"The other three are members of a small local gang, dealing drugs, buying and selling news, or working as thugs, whatever they can make money."
Li Zan nodded to express his understanding. This kind of small group is inconspicuous, like a school of fish, they will disperse when they find a crisis, and quickly form a group when they are safe. They exist, and they are usually distributed on trains, docks, gambling halls, red light districts, and opium halls where the three religions and nine streams gather, so the relevant information is the most well-informed.
After the four people over there communicated, one of them entered in a curly-haired floral shirt, and the driver signaled Li Zan and the others to follow quickly.
Jiang Heng: "Let's go."
The two followed one after the other. The factory building was dark, the exhaust fan was making a whirring sound, and it was working conscientiously. The drizzle drifted in and was blown away by the fan blades. Mosquitoes were flying around the light bulbs. The light bulbs are directly baked into coke and fall off.
Turn the square under the light bulb, and there is a pile of mosquito corpses.
Two or three meters in front of the pile of mosquito corpses, two razor-studded, fleshy feet twitched, the trousers were cut open, and black blood smeared out of the colorful T-shirt. The middle-aged man who was tied to the wooden bench had With yellow teeth smoking opium, his face and body all have wounds from being forced to confess by words and deeds.
The driver turned on the light, ordered the young men who were extorting confessions to go out, grabbed the hair of the middle-aged man who was tied to the wooden bench and pulled it back: "His name is Paka, a Thai, he used to rob passing fishing boats on the Mekong River, yes The fishing boat that transported the goods was specialized in gangsters and gangsters. Later, the big shot was chased and killed. It happened that Kunshan and the big shot were fighting for a drug line abroad, and he received the news that he had defected to Kunshan. The territory, our brothers folded in and many people caught Paka."
The driver spit and described how much effort he took in arresting Paka, just to make Party A's father, who paid the money, acquainted, and take the initiative to increase his salary.However, Party A's father is more familiar with the market conditions in the Golden Triangle than he is. Not only has he hired a group of people, but he has countless ways to get information, so he can't be fooled at all.
"Paka fell out with Kunshan half a year ago. A group of people chased Paka and wanted to extract the internal information of the Kunshan Group from him. Kunshan wanted to kill him in his dreams. When you found Paka, he happened to be killed by two gangs. People blocked it. I know you guys picked up leaks from the scene of the two gangs fighting each other, so you have to be honest when doing business, right?" Jiang Heng said with a smile: "But I know you offended many people because of this, so the original commission Add three more points on the basis of the above, and treat it as my hard work fee for you."
Hitting a stick and then giving a date is a perfect technique of capitalists and unscrupulous businessmen.
The driver is a smart man, he knows that Jiang Heng is beating him, and he only wants to make money, but don't fool him, his news network is vast, and any little bugs that stick to this network will be in his care. In mastery.
The boss who has been working with him for less than half a year is not only a ruthless person, but also a person with a terrifying desire to control and layout skills.
The other thoughts that the driver had just had were quickly dispelled, and his red gums were exposed with a smile. He took out a betel nut from his pocket and threw it into his mouth to chew.
He just likes to do business with the Chinese. Although they have as many minds as the lotus pods that have hollowed out the lotus seeds, they are so fucking generous when it's time to make a move!
Jiang Heng pinched his fingers slowly and said softly, "Get out."
The driver didn't talk nonsense, he went out immediately, and even helped close the door thoughtfully.
Li Zan crossed his arms and watched with no expression on Jiang Heng's skillful handling of the slippery, uneasy and kind driver. He was familiar with the creatures in the dark corners, knew how to deal with them, and knew how to grasp the propriety, let himself blend in, and leave at any time. .
This is a different Jiang Heng.
He is different from Jiang Heng in Yuejiang City.
Jiang Heng from Yuejiang City, when we first met, he was dressed as a gentleman, but inside he was a free soul with no dogma and no restraint. Sometimes he spoke roguely but behaved restrainedly. He was an excellent person who would be deeply attracted after getting along with him for a long time. people.
I love his skin, love his soul, and love all the traits in him, those traits that shaped Jiang Heng, such as appearance, knowledge, conversation, self-confidence, calmness, elegance and humor. When these excellent traits are torn apart, revealing a completely different On the other hand, the neat and straightforward style of acting is also very charming.
Jiang Heng turned his head to look at Li Zan. Li Zan spread out his palms and made a gesture of yours, then backed away, giving Jiang Heng the home field completely.
Jiang Heng smiled, but put away his smile when facing Paka. He circled Paka twice, like a lion on the grassland thinking about where to start biting.
Finally, he stood in front of Paka, knelt down and asked him, "Where is Kunshan?"
Paka lowered his head and didn't answer, as if he had lost consciousness.
Jiang Heng raised his hand and pulled out the blade left on Paka's face. The wound that had stopped bleeding quickly opened. Paka screamed and gasped, refusing to answer the question.
The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and it is a common tool for torture in the Golden Triangle, just like drugs.
Jiang Heng was playing with the blade with his fingertips, and accidentally cut his fingertips by the sharp blade. He paused suddenly, and laughed shortly: "It's been a long time since I played, I'm unfamiliar." Then he turned around twice again, No more cut fingers.
"No one can protect you now. You have offended many people over the years. You know in your heart that once you leave the Kunshan Group, there will be no place for you in the Golden Triangle."
Paka still didn't speak, and looked at Jiang Heng with cloudy eyes.
"I can kill you, and I can keep your life."
After a long time, Paka said, "How to protect it?"
"prison."
Paka's eyes widened: "If I go to prison, I will either die or be sentenced to life imprisonment!"
"Anyway, you are old, you have food and shelter when you go to prison, and you can get medical parole when you are sick. What a wonderful retirement life." Jiang Heng threw the blade back into the plate, and took a knife in his hand to play with: "I can protect you You don’t get the death penalty when you go to jail.”
Paka laughed at Jiang Heng's innocence. He would at least have a chance to escape the Golden Triangle if he stayed outside, and going to prison would be a real dead end.
"I've been a desperado for twenty years! I don't know how many times I've put my head on the gambler! If I was afraid of death, I wouldn't have confronted Kunshan!" Paka said viciously, "You are the police, right? Chinese police? I have worked under Kunshan for five or six years, and he hardly dumps drugs to China, so why do you keep an eye on him?"
Li Zan's eyelashes fluttered. Does he smell like a police officer?How can you tell it at a glance?
Jiang Heng put away his smile and lowered his eyelids: "I think you misunderstood me, I'm not discussing with you."
Paka narrowed his eyes, unable to figure out Jiang Heng's moves.
Jiang Heng suddenly stood up, kicked down the wooden stool tied to Paka, knelt down on one knee, and cut off the small arteries on both of Paka's heels, causing dark red blood to flow all over the floor.
Paka began to struggle, the pain only obliterated his will but could not break his persistence, and more and more blood gradually killed his courage to persist.
He saw Jiang Heng coming around, squatting in front of him and saying that he had to either answer the question or watch the blood flow cleanly. He realized that the Chinese man in front of him was not gentle, and he was more ruthless than most people in the Golden Triangle.
Paka gasped and struggled, like a fish out of water.
Jiang Heng smiled and seemed to appreciate the moment when life was on the verge of death.
Paka said intermittently: "If you kill me, you will have no chance to know where Ha knows where Kunshan is."
"You are not the only one who knows the whereabouts of Kunshan." Jiang Heng raised Paka's chin with a bloody knife, and said condescendingly, "You are one of the clues, and it's not that important to me."
This is Jiang Heng's arrogant capital!
He has buried too many threads in the Golden Triangle, and there is more than one way for him to get clues from Wanqianshan, so he will never be led by the nose.
Li Zan, who was familiar with Jiang Heng, quickly realized this. Even in the enemy's territory, Jiang Heng was able to take control of the situation like a duck to water.In Yuejiang City before, he didn't show too much aggressiveness, because there was no threat in Yuejiang City, and there was no target that he cared about.
Li Zan rested his fingers on his chin and continued to observe Jiang Heng's interrogation process.
The arterioles bleed slowly, but they couldn't stand it. Every time the bleeding was about to stop, they were cut open, one after another, and suffered slowly. It was like cutting the neck with a blunt knife. The most desperate is to feel the arrival of death a little bit.
Time passed bit by bit, the rain outside stopped, the sky was completely dark, the mosquitoes were crackling, they were burned to death by the hot light bulb, and the semi-coagulated blood was like chocolate shavings on the red jelly.
The factory was quiet, and the fear superimposed into a crazy guillotine with the passage of time.
"I said! I fucking said!!" Paka yelled brokenly. He raised his head and kept twisting and begging for mercy: "Help me stop the bleeding! Quick—I'll tell you! Help me—"
Jiang Heng was unmoved, his coldness was shocking.
"You speak first."
"I, I don't know where Kunshan is"
Jiang Heng clicked his tongue and raised his hand to cut off Paka's wrist. Paka screamed in fright: "But I know someone who can make Kunshan appear!"
Jiang Heng stopped: "Who?"
"His name is Song Zhi! A subordinate who has been with Kunshan for more than ten years suddenly rebelled and escaped from the Kunshan Group half a month ago. Kunshan wants Song Zhi's life more than chasing and killing me! It is because of Song Zhi's sudden defection. I was able to hide in Shan State for so long because I messed up Kunshan's plan." Paka said it all in one breath.
Jiang Heng: "Who is Song Zhi?"
Seeing Jiang Heng's interest, Paka breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There are two cronies in Kunshan, one is Lou Ji and the other is Song Zhi. Song Zhi privately collects the drugs that have been produced and sold in the Wa state in Kunshan for more than ten years. Evidence, although drug production and drug trafficking are common things in the Golden Triangle, such as drinking water and eating, but Kunshan is different. He has deals with Myanmar, Thailand, and the old military. In recent years, the global drug trade volume has continued to expand, but no specific source can be found. Once such evidence is spread internationally, Kunshan will be sued in international courts.”
The fact that the Golden Triangle is a kingdom of drugs does not mean that the world will tolerate its expansion of threats. Once the threat exceeds expectations, the creators of the threat will be mobilized and attacked.
Because drugs are related to all human beings, no country can stand alone.
If the evidence comes out and Kunshan is brought to an international court, due to international condemnation, Myanmar will definitely try its best to arrest Kunshan instead of being hesitant like it is now, hoping to rely on Chinese forces or other drug trafficking groups to solve Kunshan.
Li Zan grasped his wrist and said suddenly, "Why did this Song Zhi collect criminal evidence from Kunshan?"
"He's an undercover agent." Paka replied without hesitation: "An anti-drug policeman from China."
The tea processing factory is located in the old city. A few years ago, the investors ran away, no one paid wages, all the machines in the tea factory were removed, and the walls inside were empty.It was originally used as a long-term residence by homeless people, but later the driver and his gang drove away homeless people and occupied the land.
The alleyway is long and narrow, twisting and winding like a long, curled worm. Turning around three alleyway entrances, you can see a faint white light at the end. Through the white light, a blue Passat is parked at the open gate on the left front, and a pickup truck is on the right. , a curly-haired man smoking a cigarette on the roof of a blue Passat, and two tanned men in floral shirts playing cards on a pickup truck.
When the three of them first saw Li Zan, their bodies tensed imperceptibly. When they saw Jiang Heng and the driver, they knew that the crisis was over. They resumed their idle postures and greeted them in Burmese.
The driver ran up in two or three steps, and said a few words to them, looking at Li Zan and Jiang Heng, probably introducing them.
Jiang Heng: "He's called the driver."
"Who?"
"The driver who brought us here is Chinese. His wife is a car, his girlfriend is a car, and his lover is also a car.
"It has a lot of personality."
"The other three are a small local gang, dealing drugs, buying and selling news, or working as thugs, whatever they can make money."
Li Zan nodded to express his understanding. This kind of small group is inconspicuous, like a school of fish, they will disperse when they find a crisis, and quickly form a group when they are safe. They exist, and they are usually distributed on trains, docks, gambling halls, red light districts, and opium halls where the three religions and nine streams gather, so the relevant information is the most well-informed.
After the four people over there communicated, one of them entered in a curly-haired floral shirt, and the driver signaled Li Zan and the others to follow quickly.
Jiang Heng: "Let's go."
The two followed one after the other. The factory building was dark, the exhaust fan was making a whirring sound, and it was working conscientiously. The drizzle drifted in and was blown away by the fan blades. Mosquitoes were flying around the light bulbs. The light bulbs are directly baked into coke and fall off.
Turn the square under the light bulb, and there is a pile of mosquito corpses.
Two or three meters in front of the pile of mosquito corpses, two razor-studded, fleshy feet twitched, the trousers were cut open, and black blood smeared out of the colorful T-shirt. The middle-aged man who was tied to the wooden bench had With yellow teeth smoking opium, his face and body all have wounds from being forced to confess by words and deeds.
The driver turned on the light, ordered the young men who were extorting confessions to go out, grabbed the hair of the middle-aged man who was tied to the wooden bench and pulled it back: "His name is Paka, a Thai, he used to rob passing fishing boats on the Mekong River, yes The fishing boat that transported the goods was specialized in gangsters and gangsters. Later, the big shot was chased and killed. It happened that Kunshan and the big shot were fighting for a drug line abroad, and he received the news that he had defected to Kunshan. The territory, our brothers folded in and many people caught Paka."
The driver spit and described how much effort he took in arresting Paka, just to make Party A's father, who paid the money, acquainted, and take the initiative to increase his salary.However, Party A's father is more familiar with the market conditions in the Golden Triangle than he is. Not only has he hired a group of people, but he has countless ways to get information, so he can't be fooled at all.
"Paka fell out with Kunshan half a year ago. A group of people chased Paka and wanted to extract the internal information of the Kunshan Group from him. Kunshan wanted to kill him in his dreams. When you found Paka, he happened to be killed by two gangs. People blocked it. I know you guys picked up leaks from the scene of the two gangs fighting each other, so you have to be honest when doing business, right?" Jiang Heng said with a smile: "But I know you offended many people because of this, so the original commission Add three more points on the basis of the above, and treat it as my hard work fee for you."
Hitting a stick and then giving a date is a perfect technique of capitalists and unscrupulous businessmen.
The driver is a smart man, he knows that Jiang Heng is beating him, and he only wants to make money, but don't fool him, his news network is vast, and any little bugs that stick to this network will be in his care. In mastery.
The boss who has been working with him for less than half a year is not only a ruthless person, but also a person with a terrifying desire to control and layout skills.
The other thoughts that the driver had just had were quickly dispelled, and his red gums were exposed with a smile. He took out a betel nut from his pocket and threw it into his mouth to chew.
He just likes to do business with the Chinese. Although they have as many minds as the lotus pods that have hollowed out the lotus seeds, they are so fucking generous when it's time to make a move!
Jiang Heng pinched his fingers slowly and said softly, "Get out."
The driver didn't talk nonsense, he went out immediately, and even helped close the door thoughtfully.
Li Zan crossed his arms and watched with no expression on Jiang Heng's skillful handling of the slippery, uneasy and kind driver. He was familiar with the creatures in the dark corners, knew how to deal with them, and knew how to grasp the propriety, let himself blend in, and leave at any time. .
This is a different Jiang Heng.
He is different from Jiang Heng in Yuejiang City.
Jiang Heng from Yuejiang City, when we first met, he was dressed as a gentleman, but inside he was a free soul with no dogma and no restraint. Sometimes he spoke roguely but behaved restrainedly. He was an excellent person who would be deeply attracted after getting along with him for a long time. people.
I love his skin, love his soul, and love all the traits in him, those traits that shaped Jiang Heng, such as appearance, knowledge, conversation, self-confidence, calmness, elegance and humor. When these excellent traits are torn apart, revealing a completely different On the other hand, the neat and straightforward style of acting is also very charming.
Jiang Heng turned his head to look at Li Zan. Li Zan spread out his palms and made a gesture of yours, then backed away, giving Jiang Heng the home field completely.
Jiang Heng smiled, but put away his smile when facing Paka. He circled Paka twice, like a lion on the grassland thinking about where to start biting.
Finally, he stood in front of Paka, knelt down and asked him, "Where is Kunshan?"
Paka lowered his head and didn't answer, as if he had lost consciousness.
Jiang Heng raised his hand and pulled out the blade left on Paka's face. The wound that had stopped bleeding quickly opened. Paka screamed and gasped, refusing to answer the question.
The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and it is a common tool for torture in the Golden Triangle, just like drugs.
Jiang Heng was playing with the blade with his fingertips, and accidentally cut his fingertips by the sharp blade. He paused suddenly, and laughed shortly: "It's been a long time since I played, I'm unfamiliar." Then he turned around twice again, No more cut fingers.
"No one can protect you now. You have offended many people over the years. You know in your heart that once you leave the Kunshan Group, there will be no place for you in the Golden Triangle."
Paka still didn't speak, and looked at Jiang Heng with cloudy eyes.
"I can kill you, and I can keep your life."
After a long time, Paka said, "How to protect it?"
"prison."
Paka's eyes widened: "If I go to prison, I will either die or be sentenced to life imprisonment!"
"Anyway, you are old, you have food and shelter when you go to prison, and you can get medical parole when you are sick. What a wonderful retirement life." Jiang Heng threw the blade back into the plate, and took a knife in his hand to play with: "I can protect you You don’t get the death penalty when you go to jail.”
Paka laughed at Jiang Heng's innocence. He would at least have a chance to escape the Golden Triangle if he stayed outside, and going to prison would be a real dead end.
"I've been a desperado for twenty years! I don't know how many times I've put my head on the gambler! If I was afraid of death, I wouldn't have confronted Kunshan!" Paka said viciously, "You are the police, right? Chinese police? I have worked under Kunshan for five or six years, and he hardly dumps drugs to China, so why do you keep an eye on him?"
Li Zan's eyelashes fluttered. Does he smell like a police officer?How can you tell it at a glance?
Jiang Heng put away his smile and lowered his eyelids: "I think you misunderstood me, I'm not discussing with you."
Paka narrowed his eyes, unable to figure out Jiang Heng's moves.
Jiang Heng suddenly stood up, kicked down the wooden stool tied to Paka, knelt down on one knee, and cut off the small arteries on both of Paka's heels, causing dark red blood to flow all over the floor.
Paka began to struggle, the pain only obliterated his will but could not break his persistence, and more and more blood gradually killed his courage to persist.
He saw Jiang Heng coming around, squatting in front of him and saying that he had to either answer the question or watch the blood flow cleanly. He realized that the Chinese man in front of him was not gentle, and he was more ruthless than most people in the Golden Triangle.
Paka gasped and struggled, like a fish out of water.
Jiang Heng smiled and seemed to appreciate the moment when life was on the verge of death.
Paka said intermittently: "If you kill me, you will have no chance to know where Ha knows where Kunshan is."
"You are not the only one who knows the whereabouts of Kunshan." Jiang Heng raised Paka's chin with a bloody knife, and said condescendingly, "You are one of the clues, and it's not that important to me."
This is Jiang Heng's arrogant capital!
He has buried too many threads in the Golden Triangle, and there is more than one way for him to get clues from Wanqianshan, so he will never be led by the nose.
Li Zan, who was familiar with Jiang Heng, quickly realized this. Even in the enemy's territory, Jiang Heng was able to take control of the situation like a duck to water.In Yuejiang City before, he didn't show too much aggressiveness, because there was no threat in Yuejiang City, and there was no target that he cared about.
Li Zan rested his fingers on his chin and continued to observe Jiang Heng's interrogation process.
The arterioles bleed slowly, but they couldn't stand it. Every time the bleeding was about to stop, they were cut open, one after another, and suffered slowly. It was like cutting the neck with a blunt knife. The most desperate is to feel the arrival of death a little bit.
Time passed bit by bit, the rain outside stopped, the sky was completely dark, the mosquitoes were crackling, they were burned to death by the hot light bulb, and the semi-coagulated blood was like chocolate shavings on the red jelly.
The factory was quiet, and the fear superimposed into a crazy guillotine with the passage of time.
"I said! I fucking said!!" Paka yelled brokenly. He raised his head and kept twisting and begging for mercy: "Help me stop the bleeding! Quick—I'll tell you! Help me—"
Jiang Heng was unmoved, his coldness was shocking.
"You speak first."
"I, I don't know where Kunshan is"
Jiang Heng clicked his tongue and raised his hand to cut off Paka's wrist. Paka screamed in fright: "But I know someone who can make Kunshan appear!"
Jiang Heng stopped: "Who?"
"His name is Song Zhi! A subordinate who has been with Kunshan for more than ten years suddenly rebelled and escaped from the Kunshan Group half a month ago. Kunshan wants Song Zhi's life more than chasing and killing me! It is because of Song Zhi's sudden defection. I was able to hide in Shan State for so long because I messed up Kunshan's plan." Paka said it all in one breath.
Jiang Heng: "Who is Song Zhi?"
Seeing Jiang Heng's interest, Paka breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There are two cronies in Kunshan, one is Lou Ji and the other is Song Zhi. Song Zhi privately collects the drugs that have been produced and sold in the Wa state in Kunshan for more than ten years. Evidence, although drug production and drug trafficking are common things in the Golden Triangle, such as drinking water and eating, but Kunshan is different. He has deals with Myanmar, Thailand, and the old military. In recent years, the global drug trade volume has continued to expand, but no specific source can be found. Once such evidence is spread internationally, Kunshan will be sued in international courts.”
The fact that the Golden Triangle is a kingdom of drugs does not mean that the world will tolerate its expansion of threats. Once the threat exceeds expectations, the creators of the threat will be mobilized and attacked.
Because drugs are related to all human beings, no country can stand alone.
If the evidence comes out and Kunshan is brought to the international court, due to international condemnation, Myanmar will definitely try its best to arrest Kunshan instead of being hesitant as it is now, hoping to rely on Chinese forces or other traffickers.
The alleyway is long and narrow, twisting and winding like a long worm curled up, turning around three alleyway entrances, seeing a faint white light at the end, passing through the white light, a blue Passat is parked at the open gate on the left front, and a pickup is on the right A curly-haired man sits on the roof of a blue Passat smoking a cigarette, and two tanned men in floral shirts play cards on a pickup truck.
When the three of them first saw Li Zan, their bodies tensed imperceptibly. When they saw Jiang Heng and the driver, they knew that the crisis was over. They resumed their idle postures and greeted them in Burmese.
The driver ran up in two or three steps, and said a few words to them, looking at Li Zan and Jiang Heng, probably introducing them.
Jiang Heng: "He's called the driver."
"Who?"
"The driver who brought us here is Chinese. His wife is a car, his girlfriend is a car, and his lover is also a car. He was nicknamed the driver. Later, he simply called himself the driver. No one knew his real name."
"It has a lot of personality."
"The other three are members of a small local gang, dealing drugs, buying and selling news, or working as thugs, whatever they can make money."
Li Zan nodded to express his understanding. This kind of small group is inconspicuous, like a school of fish, they will disperse when they find a crisis, and quickly form a group when they are safe. They exist, and they are usually distributed on trains, docks, gambling halls, red light districts, and opium halls where the three religions and nine streams gather, so the relevant information is the most well-informed.
After the four people over there communicated, one of them entered in a curly-haired floral shirt, and the driver signaled Li Zan and the others to follow quickly.
Jiang Heng: "Let's go."
The two followed one after the other. The factory building was dark, the exhaust fan was making a whirring sound, and it was working conscientiously. The drizzle drifted in and was blown away by the fan blades. Mosquitoes were flying around the light bulbs. The light bulbs are directly baked into coke and fall off.
Turn the square under the light bulb, and there is a pile of mosquito corpses.
Two or three meters in front of the pile of mosquito corpses, two razor-studded, fleshy feet twitched, the trousers were cut open, and black blood smeared out of the colorful T-shirt. The middle-aged man who was tied to the wooden bench had With yellow teeth smoking opium, his face and body all have wounds from being forced to confess by words and deeds.
The driver turned on the light, ordered the young men who were extorting confessions to go out, grabbed the hair of the middle-aged man who was tied to the wooden bench and pulled it back: "His name is Paka, a Thai, he used to rob passing fishing boats on the Mekong River, yes The fishing boat that transported the goods was specialized in gangsters and gangsters. Later, the big shot was chased and killed. It happened that Kunshan and the big shot were fighting for a drug line abroad, and he received the news that he had defected to Kunshan. The territory, our brothers folded in and many people caught Paka."
The driver spit and described how much effort he took in arresting Paka, just to make Party A's father, who paid the money, acquainted, and take the initiative to increase his salary.However, Party A's father is more familiar with the market conditions in the Golden Triangle than he is. Not only has he hired a group of people, but he has countless ways to get information, so he can't be fooled at all.
"Paka fell out with Kunshan half a year ago. A group of people chased Paka and wanted to extract the internal information of the Kunshan Group from him. Kunshan wanted to kill him in his dreams. When you found Paka, he happened to be killed by two gangs. People blocked it. I know you guys picked up leaks from the scene of the two gangs fighting each other, so you have to be honest when doing business, right?" Jiang Heng said with a smile: "But I know you offended many people because of this, so the original commission Add three more points on the basis of the above, and treat it as my hard work fee for you."
Hitting a stick and then giving a date is a perfect technique of capitalists and unscrupulous businessmen.
The driver is a smart man, he knows that Jiang Heng is beating him, and he only wants to make money, but don't fool him, his news network is vast, and any little bugs that stick to this network will be in his care. In mastery.
The boss who has been working with him for less than half a year is not only a ruthless person, but also a person with a terrifying desire to control and layout skills.
The other thoughts that the driver had just had were quickly dispelled, and his red gums were exposed with a smile. He took out a betel nut from his pocket and threw it into his mouth to chew.
He just likes to do business with the Chinese. Although they have as many minds as the lotus pods that have hollowed out the lotus seeds, they are so fucking generous when it's time to make a move!
Jiang Heng pinched his fingers slowly and said softly, "Get out."
The driver didn't talk nonsense, he went out immediately, and even helped close the door thoughtfully.
Li Zan crossed his arms and watched with no expression on Jiang Heng's skillful handling of the slippery, uneasy and kind driver. He was familiar with the creatures in the dark corners, knew how to deal with them, and knew how to grasp the propriety, let himself blend in, and leave at any time. .
This is a different Jiang Heng.
He is different from Jiang Heng in Yuejiang City.
Jiang Heng from Yuejiang City, when we first met, he was dressed as a gentleman, but inside he was a free soul with no dogma and no restraint. Sometimes he spoke roguely but behaved restrainedly. He was an excellent person who would be deeply attracted after getting along with him for a long time. people.
I love his skin, love his soul, and love all the traits in him, those traits that shaped Jiang Heng, such as appearance, knowledge, conversation, self-confidence, calmness, elegance and humor. When these excellent traits are torn apart, revealing a completely different On the other hand, the neat and straightforward style of acting is also very charming.
Jiang Heng turned his head to look at Li Zan. Li Zan spread out his palms and made a gesture of yours, then backed away, giving Jiang Heng the home field completely.
Jiang Heng smiled, but put away his smile when facing Paka. He circled Paka twice, like a lion on the grassland thinking about where to start biting.
Finally, he stood in front of Paka, knelt down and asked him, "Where is Kunshan?"
Paka lowered his head and didn't answer, as if he had lost consciousness.
Jiang Heng raised his hand and pulled out the blade left on Paka's face. The wound that had stopped bleeding quickly opened. Paka screamed and gasped, refusing to answer the question.
The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and it is a common tool for torture in the Golden Triangle, just like drugs.
Jiang Heng was playing with the blade with his fingertips, and accidentally cut his fingertips by the sharp blade. He paused suddenly, and laughed shortly: "It's been a long time since I played, I'm unfamiliar." Then he turned around twice again, No more cut fingers.
"No one can protect you now. You have offended many people over the years. You know in your heart that once you leave the Kunshan Group, there will be no place for you in the Golden Triangle."
Paka still didn't speak, and looked at Jiang Heng with cloudy eyes.
"I can kill you, and I can keep your life."
After a long time, Paka said, "How to protect it?"
"prison."
Paka's eyes widened: "If I go to prison, I will either die or be sentenced to life imprisonment!"
"Anyway, you are old, you have food and shelter when you go to prison, and you can get medical parole when you are sick. What a wonderful retirement life." Jiang Heng threw the blade back into the plate, and took a knife in his hand to play with: "I can protect you You don’t get the death penalty when you go to jail.”
Paka laughed at Jiang Heng's innocence. He would at least have a chance to escape the Golden Triangle if he stayed outside, and going to prison would be a real dead end.
"I've been a desperado for twenty years! I don't know how many times I've put my head on the gambler! If I was afraid of death, I wouldn't have confronted Kunshan!" Paka said viciously, "You are the police, right? Chinese police? I have worked under Kunshan for five or six years, and he hardly dumps drugs to China, so why do you keep an eye on him?"
Li Zan's eyelashes fluttered. Does he smell like a police officer?How can you tell it at a glance?
Jiang Heng put away his smile and lowered his eyelids: "I think you misunderstood me, I'm not discussing with you."
Paka narrowed his eyes, unable to figure out Jiang Heng's moves.
Jiang Heng suddenly stood up, kicked down the wooden stool tied to Paka, knelt down on one knee, and cut off the small arteries on both of Paka's heels, causing dark red blood to flow all over the floor.
Paka began to struggle, the pain only obliterated his will but could not break his persistence, and more and more blood gradually killed his courage to persist.
He saw Jiang Heng coming around, squatting in front of him and saying that he had to either answer the question or watch the blood flow cleanly. He realized that the Chinese man in front of him was not gentle, and he was more ruthless than most people in the Golden Triangle.
Paka gasped and struggled, like a fish out of water.
Jiang Heng smiled and seemed to appreciate the moment when life was on the verge of death.
Paka said intermittently: "If you kill me, you will have no chance to know where Ha knows where Kunshan is."
"You are not the only one who knows the whereabouts of Kunshan." Jiang Heng raised Paka's chin with a bloody knife, and said condescendingly, "You are one of the clues, and it's not that important to me."
This is Jiang Heng's arrogant capital!
He has buried too many threads in the Golden Triangle, and there is more than one way for him to get clues from Wanqianshan, so he will never be led by the nose.
Li Zan, who was familiar with Jiang Heng, quickly realized this. Even in the enemy's territory, Jiang Heng was able to take control of the situation like a duck to water.In Yuejiang City before, he didn't show too much aggressiveness, because there was no threat in Yuejiang City, and there was no target that he cared about.
Li Zan rested his fingers on his chin and continued to observe Jiang Heng's interrogation process.
The arterioles bleed slowly, but they couldn't stand it. Every time the bleeding was about to stop, they were cut open, one after another, and suffered slowly. It was like cutting the neck with a blunt knife. The most desperate is to feel the arrival of death a little bit.
Time passed bit by bit, the rain outside stopped, the sky was completely dark, the mosquitoes were crackling, they were burned to death by the hot light bulb, and the semi-coagulated blood was like chocolate shavings on the red jelly.
The factory was quiet, and the fear superimposed into a crazy guillotine with the passage of time.
"I said! I fucking said!!" Paka yelled brokenly. He raised his head and kept twisting and begging for mercy: "Help me stop the bleeding! Quick—I'll tell you! Help me—"
Jiang Heng was unmoved, his coldness was shocking.
"You speak first."
"I, I don't know where Kunshan is"
Jiang Heng clicked his tongue and raised his hand to cut off Paka's wrist. Paka screamed in fright: "But I know someone who can make Kunshan appear!"
Jiang Heng stopped: "Who?"
"His name is Song Zhi! A subordinate who has been with Kunshan for more than ten years suddenly rebelled and escaped from the Kunshan Group half a month ago. Kunshan wants Song Zhi's life more than chasing and killing me! It is because of Song Zhi's sudden defection. I was able to hide in Shan State for so long because I messed up Kunshan's plan." Paka said it all in one breath.
Jiang Heng: "Who is Song Zhi?"
Seeing Jiang Heng's interest, Paka breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There are two cronies in Kunshan, one is Lou Ji and the other is Song Zhi. Song Zhi privately collects the drugs that have been produced and sold in the Wa state in Kunshan for more than ten years. Evidence, although drug production and drug trafficking are common things in the Golden Triangle, such as drinking water and eating, but Kunshan is different. He has deals with Myanmar, Thailand, and the old military. In recent years, the global drug trade volume has continued to expand, but no specific source can be found. Once such evidence is spread internationally, Kunshan will be sued in international courts.”
The fact that the Golden Triangle is a kingdom of drugs does not mean that the world will tolerate its expansion of threats. Once the threat exceeds expectations, the creators of the threat will be mobilized and attacked.
Because drugs are related to all human beings, no country can stand alone.
If the evidence comes out and Kunshan is brought to an international court, due to international condemnation, Myanmar will definitely try its best to arrest Kunshan instead of being hesitant like it is now, hoping to rely on Chinese forces or other drug trafficking groups to solve Kunshan.
Li Zan grasped his wrist and said suddenly, "Why did this Song Zhi collect criminal evidence from Kunshan?"
"He's an undercover agent." Paka replied without hesitation: "An anti-drug policeman from China."
The tea processing factory is located in the old city. A few years ago, the investors ran away, no one paid wages, all the machines in the tea factory were removed, and the walls inside were empty.It was originally used as a long-term residence by homeless people, but later the driver and his gang drove away homeless people and occupied the land.
The alleyway is long and narrow, twisting and winding like a long, curled worm. Turning around three alleyway entrances, you can see a faint white light at the end. Through the white light, a blue Passat is parked at the open gate on the left front, and a pickup truck is on the right. , a curly-haired man smoking a cigarette on the roof of a blue Passat, and two tanned men in floral shirts playing cards on a pickup truck.
When the three of them first saw Li Zan, their bodies tensed imperceptibly. When they saw Jiang Heng and the driver, they knew that the crisis was over. They resumed their idle postures and greeted them in Burmese.
The driver ran up in two or three steps, and said a few words to them, looking at Li Zan and Jiang Heng, probably introducing them.
Jiang Heng: "He's called the driver."
"Who?"
"The driver who brought us here is Chinese. His wife is a car, his girlfriend is a car, and his lover is also a car.
"It has a lot of personality."
"The other three are a small local gang, dealing drugs, buying and selling news, or working as thugs, whatever they can make money."
Li Zan nodded to express his understanding. This kind of small group is inconspicuous, like a school of fish, they will disperse when they find a crisis, and quickly form a group when they are safe. They exist, and they are usually distributed on trains, docks, gambling halls, red light districts, and opium halls where the three religions and nine streams gather, so the relevant information is the most well-informed.
After the four people over there communicated, one of them entered in a curly-haired floral shirt, and the driver signaled Li Zan and the others to follow quickly.
Jiang Heng: "Let's go."
The two followed one after the other. The factory building was dark, the exhaust fan was making a whirring sound, and it was working conscientiously. The drizzle drifted in and was blown away by the fan blades. Mosquitoes were flying around the light bulbs. The light bulbs are directly baked into coke and fall off.
Turn the square under the light bulb, and there is a pile of mosquito corpses.
Two or three meters in front of the pile of mosquito corpses, two razor-studded, fleshy feet twitched, the trousers were cut open, and black blood smeared out of the colorful T-shirt. The middle-aged man who was tied to the wooden bench had With yellow teeth smoking opium, his face and body all have wounds from being forced to confess by words and deeds.
The driver turned on the light, ordered the young men who were extorting confessions to go out, grabbed the hair of the middle-aged man who was tied to the wooden bench and pulled it back: "His name is Paka, a Thai, he used to rob passing fishing boats on the Mekong River, yes The fishing boat that transported the goods was specialized in gangsters and gangsters. Later, the big shot was chased and killed. It happened that Kunshan and the big shot were fighting for a drug line abroad, and he received the news that he had defected to Kunshan. The territory, our brothers folded in and many people caught Paka."
The driver spit and described how much effort he took in arresting Paka, just to make Party A's father, who paid the money, acquainted, and take the initiative to increase his salary.However, Party A's father is more familiar with the market conditions in the Golden Triangle than he is. Not only has he hired a group of people, but he has countless ways to get information, so he can't be fooled at all.
"Paka fell out with Kunshan half a year ago. A group of people chased Paka and wanted to extract the internal information of the Kunshan Group from him. Kunshan wanted to kill him in his dreams. When you found Paka, he happened to be killed by two gangs. People blocked it. I know you guys picked up leaks from the scene of the two gangs fighting each other, so you have to be honest when doing business, right?" Jiang Heng said with a smile: "But I know you offended many people because of this, so the original commission Add three more points on the basis of the above, and treat it as my hard work fee for you."
Hitting a stick and then giving a date is a perfect technique of capitalists and unscrupulous businessmen.
The driver is a smart man, he knows that Jiang Heng is beating him, and he only wants to make money, but don't fool him, his news network is vast, and any little bugs that stick to this network will be in his care. In mastery.
The boss who has been working with him for less than half a year is not only a ruthless person, but also a person with a terrifying desire to control and layout skills.
The other thoughts that the driver had just had were quickly dispelled, and his red gums were exposed with a smile. He took out a betel nut from his pocket and threw it into his mouth to chew.
He just likes to do business with the Chinese. Although they have as many minds as the lotus pods that have hollowed out the lotus seeds, they are so fucking generous when it's time to make a move!
Jiang Heng pinched his fingers slowly and said softly, "Get out."
The driver didn't talk nonsense, he went out immediately, and even helped close the door thoughtfully.
Li Zan crossed his arms and watched with no expression on Jiang Heng's skillful handling of the slippery, uneasy and kind driver. He was familiar with the creatures in the dark corners, knew how to deal with them, and knew how to grasp the propriety, let himself blend in, and leave at any time. .
This is a different Jiang Heng.
He is different from Jiang Heng in Yuejiang City.
Jiang Heng from Yuejiang City, when we first met, he was dressed as a gentleman, but inside he was a free soul with no dogma and no restraint. Sometimes he spoke roguely but behaved restrainedly. He was an excellent person who would be deeply attracted after getting along with him for a long time. people.
I love his skin, love his soul, and love all the traits in him, those traits that shaped Jiang Heng, such as appearance, knowledge, conversation, self-confidence, calmness, elegance and humor. When these excellent traits are torn apart, revealing a completely different On the other hand, the neat and straightforward style of acting is also very charming.
Jiang Heng turned his head to look at Li Zan. Li Zan spread out his palms and made a gesture of yours, then backed away, giving Jiang Heng the home field completely.
Jiang Heng smiled, but put away his smile when facing Paka. He circled Paka twice, like a lion on the grassland thinking about where to start biting.
Finally, he stood in front of Paka, knelt down and asked him, "Where is Kunshan?"
Paka lowered his head and didn't answer, as if he had lost consciousness.
Jiang Heng raised his hand and pulled out the blade left on Paka's face. The wound that had stopped bleeding quickly opened. Paka screamed and gasped, refusing to answer the question.
The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and it is a common tool for torture in the Golden Triangle, just like drugs.
Jiang Heng was playing with the blade with his fingertips, and accidentally cut his fingertips by the sharp blade. He paused suddenly, and laughed shortly: "It's been a long time since I played, I'm unfamiliar." Then he turned around twice again, No more cut fingers.
"No one can protect you now. You have offended many people over the years. You know in your heart that once you leave the Kunshan Group, there will be no place for you in the Golden Triangle."
Paka still didn't speak, and looked at Jiang Heng with cloudy eyes.
"I can kill you, and I can keep your life."
After a long time, Paka said, "How to protect it?"
"prison."
Paka's eyes widened: "If I go to prison, I will either die or be sentenced to life imprisonment!"
"Anyway, you are old, you have food and shelter when you go to prison, and you can get medical parole when you are sick. What a wonderful retirement life." Jiang Heng threw the blade back into the plate, and took a knife in his hand to play with: "I can protect you You don’t get the death penalty when you go to jail.”
Paka laughed at Jiang Heng's innocence. He would at least have a chance to escape the Golden Triangle if he stayed outside, and going to prison would be a real dead end.
"I've been a desperado for twenty years! I don't know how many times I've put my head on the gambler! If I was afraid of death, I wouldn't have confronted Kunshan!" Paka said viciously, "You are the police, right? Chinese police? I have worked under Kunshan for five or six years, and he hardly dumps drugs to China, so why do you keep an eye on him?"
Li Zan's eyelashes fluttered. Does he smell like a police officer?How can you tell it at a glance?
Jiang Heng put away his smile and lowered his eyelids: "I think you misunderstood me, I'm not discussing with you."
Paka narrowed his eyes, unable to figure out Jiang Heng's moves.
Jiang Heng suddenly stood up, kicked down the wooden stool tied to Paka, knelt down on one knee, and cut off the small arteries on both of Paka's heels, causing dark red blood to flow all over the floor.
Paka began to struggle, the pain only obliterated his will but could not break his persistence, and more and more blood gradually killed his courage to persist.
He saw Jiang Heng coming around, squatting in front of him and saying that he had to either answer the question or watch the blood flow cleanly. He realized that the Chinese man in front of him was not gentle, and he was more ruthless than most people in the Golden Triangle.
Paka gasped and struggled, like a fish out of water.
Jiang Heng smiled and seemed to appreciate the moment when life was on the verge of death.
Paka said intermittently: "If you kill me, you will have no chance to know where Ha knows where Kunshan is."
"You are not the only one who knows the whereabouts of Kunshan." Jiang Heng raised Paka's chin with a bloody knife, and said condescendingly, "You are one of the clues, and it's not that important to me."
This is Jiang Heng's arrogant capital!
He has buried too many threads in the Golden Triangle, and there is more than one way for him to get clues from Wanqianshan, so he will never be led by the nose.
Li Zan, who was familiar with Jiang Heng, quickly realized this. Even in the enemy's territory, Jiang Heng was able to take control of the situation like a duck to water.In Yuejiang City before, he didn't show too much aggressiveness, because there was no threat in Yuejiang City, and there was no target that he cared about.
Li Zan rested his fingers on his chin and continued to observe Jiang Heng's interrogation process.
The arterioles bleed slowly, but they couldn't stand it. Every time the bleeding was about to stop, they were cut open, one after another, and suffered slowly. It was like cutting the neck with a blunt knife. The most desperate is to feel the arrival of death a little bit.
Time passed bit by bit, the rain outside stopped, the sky was completely dark, the mosquitoes were crackling, they were burned to death by the hot light bulb, and the semi-coagulated blood was like chocolate shavings on the red jelly.
The factory was quiet, and the fear superimposed into a crazy guillotine with the passage of time.
"I said! I fucking said!!" Paka yelled brokenly. He raised his head and kept twisting and begging for mercy: "Help me stop the bleeding! Quick—I'll tell you! Help me—"
Jiang Heng was unmoved, his coldness was shocking.
"You speak first."
"I, I don't know where Kunshan is"
Jiang Heng clicked his tongue and raised his hand to cut off Paka's wrist. Paka screamed in fright: "But I know someone who can make Kunshan appear!"
Jiang Heng stopped: "Who?"
"His name is Song Zhi! A subordinate who has been with Kunshan for more than ten years suddenly rebelled and escaped from the Kunshan Group half a month ago. Kunshan wants Song Zhi's life more than chasing and killing me! It is because of Song Zhi's sudden defection. I was able to hide in Shan State for so long because I messed up Kunshan's plan." Paka said it all in one breath.
Jiang Heng: "Who is Song Zhi?"
Seeing Jiang Heng's interest, Paka breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There are two cronies in Kunshan, one is Lou Ji and the other is Song Zhi. Song Zhi privately collects the drugs that have been produced and sold in the Wa state in Kunshan for more than ten years. Evidence, although drug production and drug trafficking are common things in the Golden Triangle, such as drinking water and eating, but Kunshan is different. He has deals with Myanmar, Thailand, and the old military. In recent years, the global drug trade volume has continued to expand, but no specific source can be found. Once such evidence is spread internationally, Kunshan will be sued in international courts.”
The fact that the Golden Triangle is a kingdom of drugs does not mean that the world will tolerate its expansion of threats. Once the threat exceeds expectations, the creators of the threat will be mobilized and attacked.
Because drugs are related to all human beings, no country can stand alone.
If the evidence comes out and Kunshan is brought to the international court, due to international condemnation, Myanmar will definitely try its best to arrest Kunshan instead of being hesitant as it is now, hoping to rely on Chinese forces or other traffickers.
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