As soon as William came out of the super-encrypted interrogation room, he called Su Junchi.
"One billion?" Su Junchi's voice was chilling even through the screen. "One billion can make Wu Meng's confidant betray his faith? Officer William, you are too naive."
"Mr. Su, nothing is absolute. No matter how much he talks, he's only in his twenties. He's fought hard in places like Southeast Asia for so many years. I don't believe he doesn't have war stress reaction. This kind of thing will accompany you for a lifetime.
Once people of humble origins experience the allure of power, they will degenerate faster than those who were born into the sphere of power.
He is a hot-blooded man who desires women, money and power. It's normal. I can see that he is moved by the conditions I proposed, but as you said, I am not a fool.
The final result of my negotiation with him was that the money was transferred to his account, and he made a phone call in front of me and asked his men to let your ship pass tonight.
As long as one of your ships passes by, he and we will be in the same dye vat, and there is no way to change it."
The person on the other end of the phone thought for a few seconds and said, "Wait for my call."
Not long after Su Junchi hung up the phone, he received news from his subordinates.
The spies they planted in Naypyidaw were killed, and even the party representative sent by Aung Suw to negotiate with U Meng was inexplicably involved in a car accident and is still being rescued. I'm afraid he is in danger.
Wu Meng's bones are extremely hard.
This time, he really pushed the person into a corner and decided to fight to the death.
The only breakthrough point now lies in this overly young but high-ranking officer.
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The Mekong River flows rapidly after entering the rainy season. Cargo ships pass by from time to time in the river channel which is several hundred meters wide. Even though it is already midnight, there are still ships queuing up waiting for inspection before they can be allowed to sail.
In the Myanmar-controlled area of Mengxitan, the guards armed with live ammunition have stern faces and cold and fierce AKs in their hands. They stand on the patrol boat with their guns pointing outwards, exuding murderous aura.
At the military camp of the Mengmo liaison point for the four-nation joint law enforcement, Wu Jie, damp all over, walked into the barracks carrying a plastic basin. He placed the basin under the double iron bed and began to apply medicine to the festering wound on his foot.
Song Cai on the opposite side felt a little distressed.
"Ajie, why don't you just go back? You're a prince, why are you suffering so much here with me? If your mother saw this, she would be heartbroken. I guess she wouldn't let your father have sex with her for half a month."
Wu Jie squeezed the pus from his feet and said, "If my father is not allowed to sleep with me, at most I will lose my sister. If I am not allowed to join the army, I will probably lose my father, mother, brother, or even my life. If it were you, what would you choose?"
"How come you're just like your Uncle Long, kid? You're no wonder he brought you up. With me, your Uncle Zhan, your Uncle Long, and a whole army of us here, how could we let you die? Just stay in Yangon and be your prince. We'll protect this kingdom for you until you're fully grown."
Wu Jie was unmoved, "My uncle once said, if your father or mother has it, it's better to have it yourself. Your father and mother are not necessarily reliable. How can I trust you unreliable uncles?
My Uncle Long is the best fighter among you guys, right? Have you ever seen him do anything reliable? He causes trouble for my dad every day. He broke a bone in Sakun and he is still lying in the hospital. My dad put him in solitary confinement and he ran away that night.
And Uncle Zhan is even less reliable," the young boy shook his head. "What sin did my father commit to surround himself with all sorts of evil spirits."
Song Cai couldn't help laughing, picked up the towel beside him and threw it at him, "You little brat, you weren't even around when we followed your father to kill D owls in the primitive jungles of northern Myanmar. Damn, you little brat are still looking down on us."
"Hehehe..." Wu Jie smiled, "Uncle Song Cai, I don't dislike you."
"Come on, kid, you say one thing to one person and another to another. Don't I know you? You even despise your Uncle Long and Uncle Zhan. How can I catch the eye of your Crown Prince?"
"What are you saying—"
Wu Jie was just about to say a few nice words to appease his immediate superior when the phone next to him rang.
This cell phone has never rung since he came to the military camp, except for the call from his mother at 5 o'clock every afternoon.
Wu Jie looked up at Song Cai. Song Cai took it and looked at it, but it didn't belong to any place.
The military's mobile phones are specially encrypted, so it is impossible for anyone to call the wrong number.
"Answer it." Song Cai raised his chin.
"Damn it, what are you doing? Why did you take so long to answer?" Baru's cursing voice came from the other end.
"Uncle Long?" Wu Jie became nervous. "You called me in the middle of the night. Are you planning to rebel?"
"I wanted to rebel and even called you to inform you? Damn it, what's wrong with you?" Baru cursed.
"I know that you ran away from prison. Although you are my Uncle Long, I will still shoot you if you have any other intentions." Wu Jie threw away the cotton swab in his hand with a serious expression.
"You?" The man opposite said with his usual gangster tone, "Go wherever it's cool."
Baru paused, "Where are you now?"
"Meng Mo." Wu Jie replied.
"Is it your turn to keep watch today?"
"Hmm." Wu Jie was a little impatient. "Uncle Long, are you okay? Your wife kicked you out and you came to me to kill time?"
"You're right. When have I, your Uncle Long, ever been afraid of a woman?" The man on the other side smiled. "At two o'clock this evening, a bulk carrier with an IMO number of X and unlimited navigation is going to pass by. I'll have your people go up and check it out. After paying, they'll let it pass. You don't have to enter the cabin."
After Balu finished speaking, Wu Jie narrowed his dark eyes and looked up at Song Cai.
Song Cai thought for a few seconds and nodded.
"Uncle Long, how much money do you want?" Wu Jie asked with a smile.
"Are you obsessed with money? It's higher than your salary anyway. Remember what I said, if you make any mistakes, I'll chop you into pieces."
After saying this, Baru hung up the phone.
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Las Vegas Police Department.
Baru sat in the senior police officer's office, drinking champagne and eating steak, with a look of disgust on his face.
"What a piece of crap, it's mushy and raw. That's why they say you American guys are so fucking rough. You can't even cook meat well."
William stood in front of the office window with his cell phone in hand. He had been listening to him complain for two hours and his patience was gradually running out.
From complaining about the office desk to the weather in Las Vegas, and then escalating to personal attacks, if it weren't for the money, he swore that he would never have tolerated this man for so long and would have punched him in the face and broken his teeth.
Finally, a message came from the mobile phone: the ship passed smoothly, the money was transferred to the bank account designated by the other party, and your share of the profit will be transferred to your account after the buyer receives the goods. It was a pleasant cooperation.
William breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, the man opposite him, whose eating manners were not good-looking at all, was unexpectedly pleasing to the eye.
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