at the same time. In the jungles of the mountains of northern Myanmar.
The sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadow in the forest.
The breeze in the forest blew past, and the rustling leaves made a sound.
Lu Jingcheng straightened his chest, and met Li Tianyu's gaze without flinching, his forehead resting on the black muzzle of the gun, and a sarcastic smile hooked his thin lips.
Li Tianyu's already rigid face became tighter, his breathing sank, his eagle-like eyes fixed on Lu Jingcheng's sarcastic face, and his veins twitched in the hand holding the gun.
"As far as I know, there is only one office of your company in northern Myanmar, and this office can't provide any help for your actions here. I'm afraid the few people you bring can't even speak Burmese. Right?" Seeing that Li Tianyu didn't shoot, Lu Jingcheng became more courageous, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth deepened.
"Lu Jingcheng, just say what you want!" Li Tianyu looked at him coldly, with no fluctuation in his cold tone, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here."
"I want to say... why don't you and I cooperate? No matter what my reason for saving Xu Nianyi is, at least for now we have the same purpose of saving Xu Nianyi, so I can temporarily put aside the grievances between us and cooperate with you until we rescue Xu Nianyi."
Lu Jingcheng expressed his thoughts with a half-smile.
"Why should I trust you?" Li Tianyu narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of vigilance.
"You can choose not to believe me. You have to know that even the Japanese and Americans can't conquer this jungle. Do you think you and a few of your men can get out alive?"
"If I can't, you can't either!"
Lu Jingcheng sneered, "You're wrong, almost all the drug lords here are in contact with me, especially Suba, whom we are all looking for. I can easily get all kinds of information from them. And, besides, I have lived in northern Myanmar for three years. I am familiar with the climate and terrain here. We are wasting our time fighting internally, Xu Nianyi may be in danger at any time."
Li Tianyu put down his gun slowly, he had to admit that what Lu Jingcheng said was the truth.
The 'East Asian Brotherhood' that Lu Jingcheng is in is one of the largest black forces in Southeast Asia, and it will definitely be involved in drug trade, and it is normal to have connections with the drug lords here. And according to the information collected by Li Tianyu, before entering Xiahai City, Lu Jingcheng did spend some time in northern Myanmar.
On the other hand, my own people know very little about northern Myanmar. It can even be said that cooperation with Lu Jingcheng is the best choice, like a blind man feeling an elephant.
"Okay, I can cooperate with you, but my people and I will never listen to your orders. If I think there is a problem with your decision-making, I will quit at any time!" The guard in Li Tianyu's eyes did not disappear, but it just faded a little.
Seeing that the goal was achieved, Lu Jingcheng's sarcasm suddenly turned into a calm smile, "I'm not interested in ordering you. If I have the support of the club for this operation, do you think I will cooperate with you?"
Li Tianyu's heart skipped a beat. It turned out that Lu Jingcheng's action was a private one, and the East Asia Club didn't know about it.
This made Li Tianyu suspicious of Lu Jingcheng's motive to save Xu Nianyi again. Could it be that he only wanted Xu Nianyi for revenge? If so, the price is too high.
"Since we have reached an agreement, in order to show my sincerity, I will first share with you the information I know. As for your information, it is of no use to me." The laptop is handed over.
"This man is called Suba. He is the most powerful Wu (river crab) pretending to be a drug lord in this generation. He proclaims himself chieftain and controls at least 5,000 square kilometers of land here. There are more than 5,000 Wu (river crab) under his command. equipment), light and heavy weapons, and even anti-aircraft guns and armored vehicles. This Suba does not follow common sense at all, as long as he is given enough benefits, he is willing to do anything. So my first stop is to find He, even if he didn't participate in the kidnapping of Xu Nianyi, he must be an insider."
Li Tianyu looked at the picture of Su Ba on the screen. This man had a fierce face, and a long scar on his face stretched from the corner of his eyebrows to his jaw, adding a bit of fierceness to this man. In fact, he had heard of this person before, but since he had never been involved in the drug trade, he had no contact with Subba.
"Why do you think he'll give us information?"
"That's all!" Lu Jingcheng took out a checkbook and shook it, "As long as you give him enough money, he can even sell me his wife."
"Hope you're not wasting your time."
Lu Jingcheng smiled, "Boss Li's time is precious, and I can't afford to waste it. My time is equally precious, and I guess Boss Li can't afford to waste it either."
Li Tianyu snorted coldly, the muzzle of the gun that was on Lu Jingcheng's forehead was finally removed, and he quickly put away the gun, and at the same time waved his left hand to make the men who followed him put away the gun as well.
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city c.
Serious Qing stood beside Shao Jun's bed in casual clothes, staring at his son lying on the bed covered in tubes, his eyes full of guilt.
After more than 20 hours of rescue, Shao Jun was finally out of danger, and his signs began to stabilize, but he was still unconscious. Since he was still in a coma, neither the catheter nor the oxygen mask had been removed.
Yan Yanqing never thought that he would see Shao Jun like this. He always saw Shao Jun being high-spirited and confronting him, and thought that he would always be that indomitable and rebellious...
Seeing Shao Jun's bloodless face, serious and heartbroken, he felt more and more ashamed of Shao Jun.
After he was discharged from the hospital, he received an order to suspend his duties for investigation, but his personal freedom was not restricted, and his treatment was the same as before.
He knew in his heart that the way he handled this incident was likely to end his military career, and he could even be imprisoned.
Wei Jianguo walked gently behind Serious Qing, and said softly, "Old Yan, Ah Jun has just escaped from danger, so it's better not to disturb him now."
Serious Qing nodded, and said with some sadness: "I just want to see him again, and I may not have the chance to see him again in the future."
"No, the organization will also consider your contributions to the country over the years. I guess it's dismissal at most, and you won't be sent to a military court." Wei Jianguo sighed and comforted the old man.
He smiled solemnly and lightly, "Old man, I know organizational discipline. This incident cannot be offset by my previous contributions. Besides, even if the organization convicts me, I have no complaints. This is the punishment I deserve. I just It's a pity that I can't see my son get married and start a business."
"The investigation team above wants to talk to us, and they are waiting outside now, you see—"
Serious Qing tidied up his clothes, straightened his slightly hunched back, and said proudly: "Go, confess to the organization!"
Wei Jianguo shook his head, sighed softly and followed Seriously out of the ward.
After Serious Qing left, Shao Jun's eyelids moved, and then slowly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.
This scene happened to be seen by Caesar who had just stepped into the ward, and he shouted in surprise: "Shao! Are you awake?"
Shao Jun tilted his head laboriously, looked at Caesar suspiciously, and moved his lips twice, but since he was wearing an oxygen mask, Caesar had no idea what he was talking about.
Caesar went to the bedside and pressed the pager button, and the medical staff rushed to the ward to conduct a comprehensive examination on Shao Jun.
Ten minutes later, the attending physician said to Caesar: "The patient's vitality is very tenacious. It is really a miracle that he can wake up in such a short period of time. We even thought he would never wake up."
Caesar smiled and patted the doctor's shoulder, and said, "It's nothing. When the helicopter he was riding crashed and fell to the ground from a height of tens of meters, he also woke up in three days. He is the one who cares about him in this world." He won't die so easily."
The doctor nodded, "But the patient is currently very weak, you'd better give him enough time to rest, so that he can fully recover as soon as possible."
"Don't worry doctor, I know all this, I will leave with him in a while."
After the medical staff left, Caesar sat by Shao Jun's bed and said with a smile, "Shao, you are really the unbeatable Xiaoqiang in the legend. I'm really afraid that you will die this time."
Shao Jun opened his mouth, wanting to raise his hand to take off the oxygen mask on his face. But his hands were wrapped in thick gauze and cast, and he couldn't move at all.
Caesar had no choice but to take off the oxygen mask for him, and asked with a smile, "How is it? How's the scenery at the gate of hell?"
"Caesar... Caesar... what's wrong with me?" Shao Jun's voice was low and hoarse, so weak that Caesar needed to get close to hear it clearly.
Caesar was taken aback, and looked at Shao Jun suspiciously, "Shao, you don't remember how you got hurt, do you?"
Shao Jun's eyes were a little dazed, as if he was trying to remember how he was injured, but then his face turned pale, and he groaned, "I...my head hurts..."
"Damn it!" Caesar jumped up from the chair and looked at Shao Jun in amazement, "Brother, don't you have amnesia? I can't stand it!"
However, Shao Jun didn't hear his complaints at all, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, and there was a layer of fine beads of sweat all over his forehead.
In a panic, Caesar rang the beeper again, and the doctor who had just left went back and forth again. After a careful examination, the doctor took Caesar aside and said in a low voice, "The patient may have suffered severe trauma to the head. The impact caused a temporary memory impairment... "
"I don't understand! You put it simply." Caesar didn't mean to be joking at all, and his tone of voice was a bit irritable, not as gentle as a gentleman in ordinary times.
"It's short-term amnesia, which is very common in clinical practice, but most of the injured can recover their memory after the injury recovers, so you don't have to worry about it."
"Most? You mean there are very few?"
The doctor was a little embarrassed, "Yes, there are also a small number of patients who will suffer from permanent memory loss, and will not be able to remember anything in the future."
Caesar was a little anxious, feeling that the Chinese doctor in front of him couldn't communicate at all: "Do you have a license as a doctor? Are you a second-hand doctor? I can't remember what it was called. He just called my name!"