The next day, Ling Hao and Cheng Zhuxin insisted on leaving home. Although Lu Wanjun and Cheng Linfeng repeatedly tried to persuade them to stay, Zhuxin just said that there was a mission for the Central Bureau, so she pulled Ling Hao and left without looking back.
After getting into the taxi, both of them were silent. The driver turned around helplessly and said: "I still have to do business. Please don't get angry in my car. Where are you going? You can just say something."
ah."
"Go to the airport." Ling Hao said simply.
"Okay, as long as you don't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, I'm still single, but I can't stand the excitement." The driver talked about Beijing movies, smiled, turned around and started the car.
"Don't be poor with me. We haven't received our certificates yet, so you're just waiting for us to leave, right?" Zhu Xin raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry. She was so frightened that the driver's neck shrank and he didn't dare to express his anger.
Ling Hao smiled and pulled her back to his seat: "Why are you so grand? Do you already know?"
Zhuxin looked at Ling Hao in surprise: "Do you even know? I learned about it from Interpol's internal briefing last week. I originally wanted to see if there was anything I could do to help this time, but this time
The old man didn't tell me anything from beginning to end. He clearly doesn't regard me as his daughter!" She was obviously even more angry.
Ling Hao comforted: "In the eyes of parents, their children will always be children who have not grown up, and they will always be a safe haven for their children to protect them from wind and rain. Even if they encounter any difficulties, how can they always protect themselves?"
The kid among them is talking about it. Okay, don’t be angry and tell me, where are you going?”
“Where else can we go, Myanmar!”
"In what capacity did you go? Was Interpol involved?"
"No, for cases on the high seas, although the country of the ship, the country of the victim and the nearest coastal country all have the right to handle cases, in order to facilitate the clear attribution of the case, it has always been followed that the police will be responsible to where the victim first reports the case.
The principle of responsible investigation. Under normal circumstances, considering the geographical location of the criminal suspect, the victim will report to the police of the nearest coastal country, and the same is true for my father. Now this case is in the hands of the Myanmar police. Unless the Myanmar police report to Interpol
Please ask for help, otherwise Interpol will not take the initiative to participate. Even if you ask for help, it will be under the control of the Myanmar Central Bureau and I will not be able to intervene at all." Zhuxin had nowhere to use his strength and was so angry that he pounded his seat.
"You are an official, so naturally everything must go through procedures, but I don't belong to any organization. I have my own way of managing this kind of thing." Ling Hao said plausibly.
"Ah? Are you going to Myanmar too?"
"Of course, our dad has something to do and you have already gone. Can I not go? I have bought two tickets and let's go."
Seeing Ling Hao's positive energy, Zhu Xin suddenly felt very relieved and her mood improved. She leaned her head on Ling Hao's shoulder and showed a knowing smile.
In Yangon, Myanmar, there is a private manor in the "Quiet Valley" on the outskirts of the city. The manor covers an area of dozens of acres and is very luxuriously built. There are armed and armed bodyguards with dogs everywhere patrolling. You can tell at a glance that a certain big shot lives here.
.In the pavilion in the garden, a beautiful woman in a red dress, about forty years old, was sitting at a small Western-style round table, leisurely sipping black tea, with two Dogo dogs lying there at her feet, dozing lazily.
At this moment, a bodyguard came over and reported: "Boss, the person has been captured."
"bring it here."
"yes."
After a while, two bodyguards came to the beautiful woman in a red dress carrying a man who had been beaten into a human shape. Although the man's mouth was full of blood, he still muttered and begged for mercy: "Boss, please spare me, this is
Quezon designed it to be black and white, no one can blame me!"
The beautiful woman smiled, put down the black tea cup in her hand, and then leaned over to stare at the man's face. The deep career line immediately made the man dare not look directly, but he did not dare to look away because of that.
It would make him look guilty. He knew that the beautiful woman in front of him had a heart and methods like a snake and a scorpion. Killing him was just a thought. "Since I don't blame you, why are you running away?" The beautiful woman's voice was like butter.
Generally soft and creamy.
"I...after all, it's worth more than ten million yuan, and it's been hacked like this. I'm afraid..." The man had already begun to tremble.
"Yeah, I know you can't do anything about this kind of thing. As you said, this is more than 10 million yuan of goods after all. Your mistake is that you didn't live and die with my goods, and you still wanted to
You have to survive by running away!" As she said that, the beautiful woman took a pistol from the bodyguard's hand, skillfully opened the safety, pulled the bolt and loaded the gun, and pointed it at the man's head.
"Wait a minute...Boss, please give me another chance. I am willing to work as a horse for you in this life..."
With a "bang", the large-caliber pistol bullet took off half of the man's head, and red and white splashed all over the two bodyguards next to him. The beautiful woman turned off the gun safety, and then said calmly: "I don't need trash here.
!You two, throw this garbage out and feed it to the crocodiles!"
The two bodyguards dragged the body away with lingering fear, and another middle-aged man wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses came over: "Boss, you don't have to be so angry, it's not worth it for such a waste."
The beautiful woman glared at the middle-aged man and said, "Am I angry with him? He's just a dog. I'm as angry as the old fox named Bao in the Golden Triangle. He talks nice, but secretly instructs his subordinates to do evil and eat evil.
Dirty things."
"No way, he can't afford the mere tens of thousands of goods. It must be Quezon who wants to make money..."
"Fart! If a subordinate named Bao dares to do such a thing privately, he is not worthy of being a local emperor in the Golden Triangle! You don't understand, this industry is advancing too fast with the times, and it is no longer the world of 'No. 4'
, and the Golden Triangle tree is very popular, and the whole world is staring at Bao. His planting land has shrunk by more than 90% in recent years, and the market demand for old products like 'No. 4' has repeatedly decreased, and the price cannot be sold.
With such a large group of people to support, it is not unusual for someone to do something like this. The future is the era of chemical synthesis. The cost is lower, raw materials are easy to obtain, and there is no dependence on land. The key is to be able to stay away from the Golden Triangle.
Far away, it’s time for me to consider leaving here and re-establish an underground chemical empire with diversified products.”
"Well..." The middle-aged man interrupted the beautiful woman's self-pleasure with some trepidation: "Boss 7 and 8 are here and are already waiting for you in the living room."
"Oh, I almost forgot about them. Well, go get a bottle of ice-cold champagne and I'll go meet my two brothers and sisters." The beautiful woman stood up, as did the two Dogo dogs at her feet.
He stood up and followed the beautiful woman towards the Thai-style villa not far away.
In the living room, a beautiful woman in a red dress sat in the middle of the three-person sofa. The two dogs were still lying at her feet, staring fiercely at the two guests with cold eyes. Sitting on the single sofa on the left was a man in his fifties.
A fat man of many years old, this man's hair is already gray, but he has a shiny slicked back hair. He is wearing a beige suit, with a folded green handkerchief stuffed in his breast pocket. Although his pink shirt is not too thin,
However, the fat belly seemed to be eager to break free, and was shaped into the "Michelin" mascot. With a large gold chain, a large ruby ring, and black and white leather shoes, this outfit was not so much like Las Vegas.
Gas's brothel owner was more like a clown. But the man's expression was not funny. His face was as heavy as water, and he sat there silently, occasionally taking out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead.
On the single sofa on the right is a woman in a black dress. She is wearing a big sun hat, a black gauze covering her face, long black lace gloves on her hands, and her whole body is all black, as if
She looked like she had just attended a funeral. Judging from the body shape, this woman has a perfect figure like a model. She should be a young man no more than forty years old, or even a girl under thirty. At this moment, she is also
Sit quietly, as if you were practicing zazen with the old guy opposite.
"Why don't you speak? Are you dissatisfied with what I did?" The beautiful woman in the red dress was a little impatient, and her tone was a bit unkind.
The woman in the black dress finally spoke: "Second sister, let me say a few words first. The third, fourth, fifth and sixth children are all gone one after another. Although each has his own way of death, it is obvious that we were
People are being targeted. In addition to Interpol, I think there seems to be a hidden force targeting us. The Chinese man you mentioned is just a veteran at best. I don’t think he has the ability to go against us, nor does he have the ability to fight against us.
There is no reason to do this, let alone the person behind the whole thing. And that policewoman, a paid official, naturally has more things to do than less things to do. If you do this now, it will definitely attract the attention of Interpol again.
As for us, we are out here to seek money, why do we need to do such a thankless thing? What benefit can provoking Interpol do to us?"
"'Mermaid', you have an old saying in China, which is called 'a bitch is ruthless'. This is indeed true. Fortunately, you and the 'Clown Fish' have been as good as honey mixed with oil in the past few years. Now he is being used by others.
The gun blew out your head, but you pulled up your pants like nothing happened." The woman in the red dress seemed angry, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in her beautiful eyes.
Just by hearing the names between them, you can understand that these three people are members of the famous "Octopus" criminal group, and the beautiful woman in the red dress is the "Chicken Cone", a major drug lord operating near the Andaman Sea and the Indian Ocean.
The old man in the yellow suit is the Japanese Akihiro Ishikawa, nicknamed "Whale Shark", who made his fortune by driving a gambling boat, and the woman in the black skirt is one of the largest human traffickers in the world, the mysterious "Mermaid". Not counting the ruined South America.
The third drug lord "Clown Fish", the fourth European organ trafficker "Sea Cucumber", the fifth Russian arms dealer "Blue Marlin" and the sixth "Angel Shark", the cultural relic smuggler and tomb robber, are important members of the Octopus.
Except for the boss "Narwhal", who has never been seen by anyone, everyone gathered here. I don't know what the "Cone Snail" has been talking about and what the "Mermaid" is strongly opposed to.
The words of "Chicken Cone Snail" were unpleasant, and "Mermaid" was naturally not easy to get along with. She immediately began to reply: "'Clown Fish' is just a recreational object for me. You are really affectionate towards him, but I think it's inappropriate for me."
You are too old to give it away for free. Now you are pretending to avenge your husband, and you are not ashamed! Don't think we are all fools. Your people hijacked the Interpol's father's ship and slaughtered the crew.
After getting clean, I secretly stole a priceless gem on the ship. Instead, I wanted to drag us into your muddy waters and take the blame for you. There is no way! If you are really sincere, take out the gem and share it with everyone.
ah!"
"Cone cone" was so angry that she took out a small pistol from under her skirt and pointed it at "Mermaid"'s head and shouted: "You fart! That gem was originally mine and was used to execute this plan."
!You haven’t done anything, why should I be divided against you?”
"Mermaid" sneered: "Oh, that's right, that gem originally belonged to a certain Thai royal family. You hid in his manor and tried your best, and you didn't know how many tricks you used, to serve that old bastard.
I feel comfortable, so I gave it to you, right? Although I am in the flesh business, there are some dirty jobs that I absolutely cannot do, and I will have to learn more from you in the future."
"Chicken cone snail" opened the gun head with his thumb, and said a sentence from between his teeth: "You think I don't dare to kill you, right?"
At this time, "Whale Shark" who had been sitting silently aside coughed slightly and finally spoke: "Internal fighting is prohibited in the organization. Don't forget the methods of the boss 'Narwhal'!" Hearing this sentence
The "Chicken Cone Snail" put down the gun bitterly, and the "Mermaid" stopped talking nonsense. The "Whale Shark" then continued: "I am a gambler and a businessman. The 'Octopus' organization did not ask for an organization.
There is no sense of brotherhood cultivated by the people inside, so don’t use moral kidnapping to make us do stupid things like revenge. It’s okay if you want me to get involved in this muddy water. The price is ten million US dollars. There is no negotiation for this price. If you don’t want to, just let it go.
Already."
"Mermaid" also followed up and said: "Yes, Interpol will definitely be involved in this matter. If you are not careful, 'Clown Fish' and the others will learn from their mistakes. Ten million US dollars is the lowest price for this kind of life-threatening thing!"
"
At this moment, the man with gold-rimmed glasses came in holding the champagne in the ice bucket. "Cone cone" motioned him to open the bottle and pour the wine. Then he picked up the wine glass and said with a ferocious smile on his lips: "Every time you two