At the border of Myanmar.
On the top floor of a five-star hotel, the mirrored elevator door opened with a ding. Aje strode out of the elevator, walked through the thick carpeted corridor, and came to the door of a suite at the end of the corridor. His men immediately opened the door for him respectfully.
A few Burmese people were sitting in the study, whispering to each other. Seeing that the deal had been struck, their faces were filled with joy. Two suitcases were opened and laid flat on the ground. Inside the suitcases were two large bags of gold wrapped in black cloth. King of Spades waved for a bodyguard and ordered in a low voice, "Put it away."
The bodyguard stepped forward. Just then, Aje walked in quickly. "Brother!"
"Yes?"
When the Burmese people saw him, they couldn't help but whisper to each other. Obviously, they all knew this ruthless man. But Aje ignored them. He leaned over and whispered into the King Of Spades's ear for a few minutes. The King Of Spades raised his eyebrows. "Oh? He really said that? "
"The news was sent back by our people in Jianning. They planted a listening device. That was what he said." Aje took a deep breath. There was a mixture of resentment and ferocity in his eyes. He gritted his teeth for a long time before he said, "That person in Jianning is really … really ruthless."
The King Of Spades glanced at him.
Aje quickly asked, "What do we do now, brother?"
The King Of Spades tore a piece of paper and wrote down an address. Aje quickly took it.
"The old man used to have a betting station halfway up the mountain. One of the largest betting stations in the southwest region is the Yuanlong Gorge behind it. Half a year ago, I had people keep an eye on a few villages nearby. You go there personally. Remember, no matter what happens, even if you have to fight with the old man's people, "the King Of Spades said slowly. Aje's eyes were shining." You know what to do. "
Aje turned and left.
"Come back!"
Aje stopped abruptly and turned around, only to see the King Of Spades pointing at the note with a faint smile.
"Young man, remember the lessons of the past. Don't be so rash. Understood? "
Aje scratched his hedgehog-like short hair, chuckled, and walked out quickly.
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"Hey, are you okay?"
Qi Sihao sat in the bumpy car, almost regretting that he had wolfed down three big steamed buns in the orphanage. The bumpy mountain road almost forced him to throw up everything in his stomach. Along the way, he kept his mouth shut to fight against the tumbling esophagus, but when the sky was about to turn dark, he finally couldn't help but ask his question to the driver's seat in a gentle tone.
There was nothing unusual about Yan Ji's side profile, but from his brow bone to the bridge of his nose, and even his drooping lips, he looked like a black rock that had been carved out by a sharp knife, giving off a sharp and gloomy aura.
Qi Sihao peeked at him. He really regretted that he didn't sleep in the orphanage for the night like the driver sent by the county government.
"No, Captain Yan, look, it's really getting dark. With the condition of the road, we definitely can't make it back to Tongshan County at night, and it's too dangerous to drive through the night. Why don't we turn back to Yong Kang Village for the night and talk about it tomorrow?"
Qi Sihao was really trying his best to persuade Yan Ji. They could only hear the roar of the wheels as they drove across the road, but Yan Ji didn't say a word.
After a while, suddenly, "Screech —"
He stepped on the brake pedal, and the wheels almost skidded. Qi Sihao was caught off guard and leaned forward, almost throwing up from the seatbelt.
Yan Ji didn't even look at him. He turned the car around and drove to the village that they had already driven past.
Yong Kang Village was located at the foot of the mountain. It was extremely remote and far from Tongshan County, but unexpectedly, the economy was developing well. Every family had built a cement house. It was probably rare to see outsiders here. Yan Ji's old car attracted a lot of attention as soon as it entered the village. There were even some ignorant children who followed behind them, sniffling and looking around curiously.
Yan Ji had the county government's documents on the poverty alleviation project. After greeting the village committee, the village chief personally arranged for them to stay in the only guest house at the entrance of the village.
Although the conditions were simple, at least they had a hard bed to sleep on.
Qi Sihao had been living like a prince for the past few years, so he wasn't used to such a simple environment. He quickly washed up and went to sleep. Yan Ji slowly ate his meal, put on his coat and left the guest house. He sat in the courtyard with a heavy heart and lit a cigarette.
When the sky turned dark in the village, if there were no stars or moon, then there wouldn't be any light at all. Especially when Yong Kang Village was backed by a vast forest. Other than that, there were no other sounds. People who were used to living in the city couldn't imagine how dark it would be at night.
Yan Ji sat on the stone steps of the broken courtyard with a windbreaker draped over his shoulders. The red glow of the cigarette between his fingers was obvious.
"… At that time, I didn't have a guardian. I lived alone in an old-fashioned tube-shaped apartment near the school …"
"When I had the ability to investigate my files through various means, I found that the so-called 'adopted person' didn't actually exist …"
The narration of the Jiang Stops that night, along with the sound of the river, once again rang in Yan Ji's ears. But this time, he finally heard the irony and self-mockery that he had suppressed in his heart for a long time.
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