In a mountainous area on the Myanmar border, more than thirty border soldiers wearing green military uniforms and automatic rifles were chatting in groups or patrolling. The large area surrounded by border soldiers was full of poppy fields, and many men, women, and even children wearing green prison uniforms were forced to work in the field.

Among these people, except for children, most of them are disabled, and they are all flawed, either with their arms cut or their legs lame. In short, they look very miserable.

Zhang Xianguang wiped his butt in the bathroom and walked out.

Immediately afterwards a man who could speak Chinese and had a Yunnan accent stepped forward and asked, "Your name is Zhang Xianguang?"

"Yes." Zhang Xianguang nodded.

"Get back the tools and I'll take you down the mountain."

"Okay." Zhang Xianguang didn't ask much, but nodded slightly.

"Where is the other Lu Xianghe?" The man with a Yunn accent turned around and shouted again.

“Not in this area.”

"The two of them were driving and they were taken away." The man with Yun N accent pulled his neck and ordered.

...

At night, around seven o'clock, the base in a county at the foot of the mountain.

Zhang Xianguang followed the leading officer into the house and saw Lu Xianghe as soon as he looked up. Then the two looked at each other and nodded with a smile.

"Wait a moment." After the leader gave instructions to the two, he sat on a dirty chair by the window, picked up the phone number of the older brother who had been eliminated in China, lowered his head and dialed a number.

After the phone was connected, the leading man communicated with the other party in local dialect for less than two minutes, then looked up and shouted: "You two can talk."

"You go." Lu Xianghe said to Zhang Xianguang with a smile.

"good."

After saying that, Zhang Xianguang stepped forward and reached out to take the call.

"Hey, who are you?" Shen Enci asked on the phone.

"I am Zhang Xianguang."

"Ask you two questions." Shen Enci paused and asked, "What are your friends in China?"

"Yes, the surname Shen is from the inner um." Zhang Xianguang immediately replied.

"Is there anyone else I know?"

"Erpang, we have all seen each other." Zhang Xianguang responded like a stream.

"What are you dating?" Shen Enci asked again.

"...I have helped some little help from the surname Shen."

After hearing this, Shen Enci nodded and responded: "Don't worry, we're doing it."

"I understand." Zhang Xianguang nodded immediately.

"That's it."

"Trouble, brother."

"Hello, please give the phone to the officer." Shen Enci ordered.

After saying that, Zhang Xianguang turned around and returned the eldest brother to the officer. After chatting with Shen Enci for a few more words, he hung up the phone and said to Lu Xianghe and Zhang Xianguang: "You two have been living here these days and don't have to work."

"What about our companions?" Zhang Xianguang asked tentatively.

"They are far away from other areas. After the talks are over, let them come over." The officer responded with a much better attitude than before.

"Thank you." Zhang Xianguang nodded without saying a word.

"Give them some food." The officer gave an order to the people in the house, and walked out with the phone.

Inside the house.

Zhang Xianguang lowered his head and took out two wrinkled cigarettes from his trouser legs, reached out and handed them to Lu Xianghe and said, "What are you doing?"

"Mom, don't mention it... I've asked me to spread poppy balls, I haven't even planted them at home." Lu Xianghe shook his head and replied, then reached out and took the cigarette roll: "You can do it, and you still smoke cigarettes?"

"There are two people in our area who come from China... He has heard of me and it's okay to me." Zhang Xianguang replied casually and sighed: "Ozawa is a bastard, and his relationship has come to Myanmar. I really didn't expect that things can be handled so quickly!"

"It must have cost money." Lu Xianghe replied softly.

"Well, I didn't say anything about this, I just owe Xiaoze." Zhang Xianguang nodded seriously.

...

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Dong Wenyuan sat in the dark and wet room in the storage basement of a small golf course in Hangz, staring at the food in front of him with a blank look, without saying a word or moving his chopsticks.

"Bang."

A sound came from the iron gate, followed Dongguan and walked in, looking at Dong Wenyuan with his back and asked, "What's the matter? Shen Yi is used to big fish and big meat, so he can't eat the bento here anymore, Mr. Dong?"

Dong Wenyuan looked up at Dongguan and asked excitedly: "What do you mean?"

"I haven't figured it out yet?" Dong Guan asked speechlessly.

"What the hell do I understand? Shen Tianze forced me to send it to Zhejiang J without even giving it a fart. You locked me up without saying a word. What does this mean? My old Dong has no extraordinary performance in the company. He is also considered a veteran of Shen Y's three dynasties. You are just treating me like this?!" Dong Wenyuan asked with an out of control.

"Do you think you're right?" Dong Guan looked at Dong Wenyuan coldly, walked to him, reached out and took out his phone from his pocket and placed it on the table: "Look at whose this is?"

Dong Wenyuan picked up the phone after hearing the sound, lowered his head and fiddled with it briefly and replied: "My, what's wrong?"

"What's the fuck yours? Take a look at it, is it yours?" Dong Guan yelled with his eyes.

After saying that, Dong Wenyuan carefully watched the Nokia phone again, and after looking at it for a while, he realized that the phone was very new. Even the barcode on the outside of the battery cover was protected by transparent tape, and the original one he had already been worn out a little bit.

After discovering this detail, Dong Wenyuan glanced at the contents on the phone again and saw that the text messages he had stored were gone. Although the names in the phone book were the same, he found that some of them were only stored, but the numbers inside were obviously typing.

More than a minute later, Dong Wenyuan's forehead was sweating and he was already in a daze with his cell phone.

"If you talk about it carefully, is this phone call yours?" Dong Guanling asked with her eyes.

"No, it's not mine." Dong Wenyuan immediately shook his head and responded: "It's the same as my phone number, I admit it wrong."

"It's not yours, so why did it come out in your pocket?" Dong Guan asked back.

"...It's... it's Shen Tianze who put it in my pocket." Dong Wenyuan was already panicked at this moment and almost blurted out his words.

Dongguan paused for a moment when he heard the sound, stared at Dong Wenyuan with a long eyes and asked, "Then why did Shen Tianze put this phone in your pocket?"

When Dong Wenyuan heard this, he was speechless and suddenly remembered that yesterday, after hearing Shen Tianze say that the police had already grasped the gunman's clues, he immediately called the gunman several times and sent a text message.

...

Shen y.

Chen Tianze took the phone and said to Zhang Fang, "Hmm? Mr. Dong hasn't gone back yet, he checked out in the afternoon? Yes, you can look for it carefully. I guess he might have gone home. Well, okay, then if you have his letter, please call me, well... I'm quite thinking about him."

After saying that, Chen Tianze hung up the phone and said to Du Xu with a smile: "Zhang Fang called me."

"What are you going to do next?" Du Xu looked at Chen Tianze with his back and asked.
Chapter completed!