Chapter 134
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Border of China and Myanmar.
Outside Guikok Town, in the Gede Mountains.
Under the scorching sun, an off-road vehicle passed through the mountain road, bumping up and down. Finally, it stopped at the gate of the temple. A few Burmese people jumped out of the car and took out a few large cardboard boxes from the trunk. Inside were various kinds of water and tobacco. They skillfully carried them on their shoulders and walked through the courtyard.
The driver came to the red yew tree in the front yard and bowed respectfully. "Uncle Wu Tun."
A skinny old monk with a slightly hunched back was wearing a khaki cassock. He was sitting on a recliner under the shade of a tree, puffing out clouds of smoke. Slowly, he hummed and pointed at the mountains outside the courtyard wall. "Still there?"
The driver nodded. "Still here."
Wu Tun was actually less than seventy years old, but the flesh on both sides of his cheeks drooped. Deep wrinkles went down from the corners of his eyes, and his slightly cataracts made him look like he was in his eighties. Perhaps it was because he had fought too much in the Golden Triangle in his early years, his appearance and charm were very different from the average old man. He always had a cunning and fierce look.
"I've given them the bribe and greeted them, but it's useless." Wu Tun flicked the ash from his cigarette and said, "The police of Shan State have never been so difficult to deal with!"
The driver whispered, "It's said that the border guards have exerted a lot of pressure …"
Wu Tun didn't say a word. The smoke from the opium smoke covered half of his body. The driver waited for him anxiously. After a while, the old man finally moved. He got down from the cold chair and stretched. Then, he pointed to his subordinates who had finished moving things out of the temple.
"Tell them not to send anything the next time they come."
The driver was stunned. Then, he understood. "Understood!"
Wu Tun grunted and waved his hand. The driver carefully left with his subordinates.
The courtyard returned to silence again. The sound of insects could be heard from the distant shade. This drug lord who had been in South Asia for decades put the opium cigarette into his mouth and looked at the distant mountain.
"Shan State, this bunch of trash …"
Whether it was the local police or the Burmese military police who were monitoring and surrounding him, they could only cause a little trouble at best. They were not the most difficult problem for him. As long as his son who burned down three temples was not around, as long as those bastards did not know where he was …
Wu Tun narrowed his old eyes and snorted coldly.
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Jianning.
Yan Ji finally moved his hands away from his face. He coughed to suppress his boiling emotions. Two red marks appeared on his forehead. "What tip-off?"
Director Lu said, "Wu Tun's hiding place."
Wu Tun!
The sound of running water came from outside the door. It was Chief Lu's wife washing the dishes in the kitchen. In fact, this kind of trivial matter was usually done by hourly workers, but today they used a pressure cooker to cook the braised pork. His wife couldn't stand leaving a big pot of soup in the sink and waiting for the hourly workers to come. Director Lv hurriedly escaped to the study with Yan Ji, so his wife angrily had to do it herself.
The familiar sound of washing dishes distracted Yan Ji. He rubbed his nose to hide the sourness in his nose and asked, "Did Jiang Stops say which temple Wu Tun is hiding in?"
"Jiang Stops told me that when he was preparing for the 1009 operation, he had reported all kinds of progress to Wu Tun, who was far away in Myanmar, through encrypted emails. This is consistent with the confession you gave to the Provincial Directorate when you just came back from Yuanlong Gorge. Do you still remember? "
Yan Ji's heart sank slightly. "Yes."
This was what Jiang Stops told him in the valley in front of the King Of Spades. It was precisely because of this that the 1009 operation turned from an unfortunate failed anti-drug operation to an unfortunate failure of drug dealers.
Yan Ji didn't know what others would say about it, but he couldn't lie to his feelings and conscience. This kind of situation was an unbearable lie and blow to the more than a dozen anti-drug police officers who sacrificed themselves that year, as well as to the more implicated police officers and their families.
"According to the data recovery of the computers and mobile phones used by Jiang Stops, we did find these emails. But there is one thing that Jiang Stops didn't tell you. Some of the emails were inserted with a virus when they were encrypted. Once the email was decrypted, the virus would automatically be implanted into the recipient's computer. As long as Wu Tun replied, the virus could pass through several layers of proxy servers and lock the geographical location of the email. "
"..." Yan Ji was stunned. "That is to say..."
"Wu Tun and his gang have been local tycoons in the Golden Triangle for decades. They are all old-fashioned drug dealers. It's easy for them to be hooked by this new thing." Director Lu saw through Yan Ji's thoughts at a glance and said, "The addresses that Wu Tun returned to Jiang Stops are all concentrated in the Gaede Mountains near Guigou Town in Myanmar. These addresses were all recorded by Jiang Stops and sent to Yue Guangping."
The breath that was stuck in his throat instantly fell back into his chest along with his heart. Half of Yan Xue's back was numb. In a trance, he could only hear Jiang Ting's narration mixed with the mountain breeze. "Every step of the 1009 operation's preparation was reported to Wu Tun through an encrypted email. At that time, he also said … cough cough cough, cough cough cough cough cough! He expressed his understanding … "
He coughed so violently that the King Of Spades turned around to look at him, but no one knew why he emphasized the word "express".
Even at the most critical moment of life and death, when he was most isolated and helpless, he was still trying to convey the message. How did he feel at that time?
Had he ever been disappointed in his lover?
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