Volume 1 My Grandmother Got the Golden Silkworm Gu in 2007 Chapter 15
Stepping onto the streets of Tachileik, looking at the leisurely locals and the tourists rushing around, you would never know that this is the long-rumored central city of the Golden Triangle. This city is not big, but it has a unique side.
It is a border city in Myanmar close to the border with Thailand. It is only separated by a river from Mae Sai in Thailand, so both Thai baht and kyat are in circulation here. While exchanging currency, we found a guide.
This guide’s name is Gang, and we call him Wu Gang as usual. He was so happy that his face blossomed, while we laughed slightly embarrassed.
Wu Gang... This man's name is really similar to that of the man who chops down trees outside the Moon Palace every day.
The most important purpose of this trip was to find Boss Gu. Since we had no clue, we had already asked for help from the secret line of Senior Brother's department when we came. He thought about it for a while on the phone, told us a name and address, and let us arrive.
In Tachilei, go directly to that person. This person's nickname is Lao Gui, and his nickname is Liao Tianding. He has opened a store specializing in the wholesale of daily necessities in Tachilei, specializing in wholesale and selling cheap small commodities from China.
As before, Lord Tiger Cat spread his wings and flew alone again.
We met Wu Gang outside the airport when we got off the plane. Because Tachileik has developed into a tourism and border foreign trade city, there are usually a lot of idlers like him nearby. They usually speak some Burmese, Thai and vague
He speaks Yunnan dialect, is eloquent, and is familiar with everything in Tachileik. Wu Gang is one of the few guides who can understand Mandarin. On the way from the airport to Tachileik City, he told me that he learned this from watching Chinese TV dramas. He said
Among Chinese TV dramas, he most likes to watch "Journey to the West" and "Huan Zhuge Ge", especially the latter one. He has watched it more than ten times and even learned Chinese Mandarin there.
Wu Gang's accent was weird. When he mentioned "Brother Silly Pig", Zamao Xiaodao and I were stunned for a long time.
But it's okay, we just need his help to guide us.
The urban area of Tachileik is not big. It is said that small counties in China tend to praise it. However, because it is a border city, it is more prosperous than other places in northern Myanmar. Walking in the small town has a strong exotic atmosphere.
Wu Gang said that there are nearly a hundred different ethnic groups living in this area. Looking at these buildings and clothes with different styles, there is indeed a different flavor.
We found Lao Gui near Daluo Commercial Street.
This is a man who is close to sixty years old. His eyebrows are missing, his eyes are red, and his skin is the same color as the locals. If he hadn't spoken authentic Yunnan Kunming dialect, we would really not dare to mix him with a Chinese.
Let’s put them together. The business of Laogui Dianzi is quite big. In addition to having two sons helping, we also hired four local people. When we said that they were introduced by the secret informant (the names will not be disclosed)
, he nodded, and after sending Wu Gang away, he took us to the backyard to make tea and talk.
Lao Gui used to be an educated youth in Yunnan. In the late 1960s, due to a large number of anti-Chinese and anti-Chinese riots in Myanmar, many Chinese and overseas Chinese were killed in Yangon, and Chinese groups and schools were closed down. This indignant man
The boy and his companions crossed the border and came to Kokang, near Yunnan. They followed Peng Jiasheng's armed forces and joined the Myanmar People's Liberation Army. After decades of baptism of smoke, the years have been turbulent and the past is like smoke. Now he is
, has lived in seclusion in a foreign country like Tachileik City, betrothed a Shan woman, spread her business, and lived an ordinary life.
Of course, this is just the surface. The old ghost actually has another identity, that is, an important liaison person on the secret front.
After explaining the purpose of our coming, the old ghost said that his people had indeed seen Yao Yuan. Instead of crossing the border to Thailand, they went to the deep mountains in the north. However, he did not know about Qin Li and needed to continue to investigate.
Yes. His answer did not surprise us, because in Tachileik, the energy possessed by a Chinese is not huge. Of course, if you go straight north and reach the first special zone, Kokang, that is a different story.
In the past two days, Zamao Xiaodao and I have been discussing why Qin Li tied up Boss Gu and ran in the direction of Tachilei, but we still have no clue. The old ghost promised us to help us keep an eye on Qin Li.
As for Yao Yuan, who ran to the northern mountainous area, he couldn't help him. The mountainous area in the north has no traffic, many mountains and dense jungles. Many ethnic groups live and thrive there, as well as various separatist forces, regional forces or ethnic groups.
Once the armed forces enter there, not to mention him, even the military government will not be able to use their hands and feet.
It was a world of poisonous snakes, beasts and mountain people.
He hesitated for a while and asked us to go to the Mae Sai River to find a Thai named Chachai. This guy is an intelligence broker. If anyone in Tachileik has the best information, it must not be the local government, but Chachai.
He maintains good relations with various surrounding forces and shares interests. He is a quite legendary guy.
The old ghost said that if we were in a hurry, we could ask his second son to take us to Chachai.
We nodded, stood up, shook hands with the old ghost and said goodbye.
Lao Gui's second son is a young man in his twenties. Because of his mother, he looks similar to the locals, but is taller. He can speak Chinese, with the same Yunnan accent, is capable, and doesn't talk much. He is not as good as others.
He asked questions curiously like other people. Zamao Xiaodao and I called him Xiao Liao. As we walked, we came to a courtyard by the Mesai River. Xiao Liao tapped the door three times, and then waited quietly. After passing.
After a while, the door opened, revealing a middle-aged man with a beard, looking at us warily.
Xiao Liao chatted with him for a few words in Thai. The man seemed a little unhappy and scolded Xiao Liao fiercely.
Xiao Liao was not timid, but spoke a few words quickly. We didn't know what they were talking about, and finally the man reluctantly opened the door and invited us in. After entering the room, we discovered this
The small courtyard looked cold outside, but there were actually a lot of people there. It seemed like it was a casino or something, and these people were all playing cards. When they saw us coming in, it became quiet for a while, and they all turned to look at us. The atmosphere was terrifyingly depressing.
Bearded Beard asked a boy next to him to report. After a few minutes, the boy ran over and said a few words. Bearded Beard nodded, then led us directly to the innermost room of the house and knocked on the door gently.
A woman opened the door from inside, and we walked inside. We saw an exaggeratedly large bed at the back of the room, and a row of bamboo chairs in front. A fat man with a beard sat in the middle, and next to him, there were three other people standing.
A beautiful woman with graceful grace. These four women are tall and hot, with fair skin and an exotic look between their brows. Even if they are placed in domestic nightclubs, they can be considered top-notch.
Women like this are really rare in Southeast Asia.
Then, the fat man in the middle should be the intelligence broker that the old ghost calls him.
Xiao Liao stepped forward and negotiated with the big fat man Chachai. Then the man nodded, waved his hand, put his hands together with the boys next to him, saluted, and closed the door. Then he asked us to sit down in blunt Chinese.
After we got down, everything was fine, and he asked us who we were looking for.
We had already printed out Yao Yuan's photo on the way here, so we showed it to him and explained the person's identity. Chachai looked at the photo, frowned, and after a while asked us, "Are you the police?"
? Or... we laughed without saying anything, and he also laughed and said yes, he would take the matter and wait for news from him in the evening. We asked how much it would cost? He stretched out his right hand and gestured with the word "three".
Seeing our doubts, he smiled and said to prepare 300,000 baht. I calculated silently, 300,000 baht is equivalent to 60,000 to 70,000 yuan in RMB. When we came this time, we exchanged 400,000 baht in advance for backup, which was just enough.
Yes, so I nodded in agreement.
Chachai extended his hand to see the guest off, and we stood up. The moment we turned around to leave, I saw a black spider tattoo on the back of Chachai's neck.
This spider tattoo is like ink, and it extends from Chachai's left shoulder to his neck. Although it is partially blocked by clothes, it can still be vaguely seen. Its texture is almost carved on the neck, or it can be said to be a brand and scar.
And this tattoo struck my heart like lightning. The tattoo of the same scene also appeared in my mind. The woman who appeared near the scene of Li Qiuyang’s death and attacked us regardless of the reason also had the same tattoo on her body.
tattoo.
Before, we just thought it was an ordinary tattoo. However, the coincidence at this moment made us wonder: What does this tattoo represent?
Like me, Zamao Xiaodao also saw it, but neither of us spoke. We said goodbye to Chachai and quietly walked out of the yard.
On the way back, I asked Xiao Liao if I could guess what the tattoo on the back of my neck meant. Xiao Liao said it was a black spider. We nodded and said yes. Xiao Liao looked around and swallowed.
Drool, saying that since you are my father’s guests, it’s okay to tell you that here, there is a group with mysterious powers called Chinooka, and its members usually have a spider tattooed on their bodies. Most people don’t know this.
.What is the mysterious power? Have you heard of the head-down master? I have seen it with my own eyes...
Then, Xiao Liao told us in a low voice about a real head-lowering incident he had encountered, while Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other with some surprise in each other's eyes. Chinuka? Could it be that he was just like that civet cat?
Women, have a close connection?
Just as I was talking, the sound of children suddenly came from the front, which seemed to be very lively. I asked Xiao Liao, what were these children calling? Xiao Liao listened carefully for a while and said: "What are they calling Chinese women? China
Women and the like..." After hearing this, we also walked forward to see what was going on. When we came to a bullock cart, a short and thin man was pointing at a woman on the cart and saying something loudly.
, and then the people next to me laughed. When I saw it, a burst of unknown anger surged out of my heart. This was a woman whose hands and feet had been chopped off. She was naked, squirming in the car like a flesh worm.
The man had a bowl in his hand and was asking people around him for money.
Is she a Chinese woman?!!
I saw that this woman was dirty all over, her body was red and green, and there were many scab wounds and cigarette butt marks. Her hair was in bunches, greasy, covering her face and limbs.
After being cut off, the wound had healed and turned pink. Amidst the frivolous laughter of the surrounding crowd, this woman was like a dirty maggot, squirming in the narrow confines of the bullock cart. Whenever she stopped, that woman would
The short and thin man took a whip as thick as his thumb and beat the woman's lower body and chest viciously.
The woman let out mournful neighs, "Uh-huh," but she couldn't speak. When I heard it, I knew her tongue had also been cut off.
The crowd around them made a morbid noise, hahaha, and then several men threw money into the bowl and made loud demands.
Zamao Xiaodao and I turned blue. We never imagined that such a cruel thing could happen in such a place, and that other people would take it for granted. This is simply dehumanizing! And the most important thing is that the children seemed to be shouting: "
Chinese women..." Xiao Liao said with a cold face. Although he was born in Myanmar, in his heart, he still believed that he was a Chinese and had a motherland that made him proud. We ignored the people next to us and squeezed directly into the crowd.
Among them, he walked to the front of the bullock cart.
There was a commotion and yelling around, and the woman seemed to hear something, raised her head, and looked at us.
I met this woman's cloudy and numb eyes, and felt a huge shock in my heart.
This woman is not that old. If you look closely at her dirty face, you can see that she is actually a beautiful girl. Her lips are split and full of blood, and the bridge of her nose is flat on one side. She was obviously beaten violently.
There is also a centipede-like scar on the left cheek... But these are not important. What makes me shocked and painful is that I know this woman!
The time went back to seven months ago, when Zamao Xiaodao and I were taking the train from Nanfang City to Jinling. Two girls sat across from us.
One of them is called Gu Lili and the other is Qin Wen. They are both students from a university in Wuhan.
On the train, Gu Lili lost her wallet, so I sent out the Golden Silkworm Gu to help find it.
She thanked me profusely, and then invited me to visit them when I came to Wuhan in the future. She could treat me to the famous local hot dry noodles. We even left each other our phone numbers at that time. Seven months later, this
A beautiful girl named Gu Lili turned out to be like a worm, with her hands and feet cut off, and she appeared naked on the streets of a foreign country. She was beaten with a whip by such a short and thin man, and was forced to beg in the street.
She recognized me, her eyes rolled numbly, and a large stream of tears suddenly appeared in her dry eyes...
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