Homo sapiens

Chapter 99
Dongzhi City.

Under the scorching sun, hundreds of laborers worked hard to build a road.

Fang Xinwu, who drove an off-road vehicle from a small path, and two local boys looked curiously at the construction site not far away.

Along the way, they saw so many roads under construction that the entire Shan State seemed to be a big construction site.

Fang Xinwu has a feeling of time and space disorder, as if he has returned to the hometown that he has been dreaming about.

After the Mekong incident, he did not return to China, but stayed in the Golden Triangle.

Although Naukan and the bastard who killed his girlfriend were both tried, Fang Xinwu didn't feel relieved, instead he felt a sense of emptiness and bewilderment, so he chose to continue doing missions in the Golden Triangle.

And this time, he set his sights on the Tarantula Gang, which replaced the Leech Gang.

What puzzled him was that although the Tarantula Gang smuggled things, they never touched the flour business, and now they started a labor agency business, organizing local farmers to come out to work.

But Fang Xinwu doesn't trust this kind of gang. He doesn't think that the other party has washed his hands, but hides the flour business in a more hidden place.

Fang Xinwu, who found nothing in the Golden Triangle, shifted his target to the Taunggyi Basin.

As the largest city in the Shan plateau, it is actually worse than the small county towns in Huaguo. This was Fang Xinwu's first impression after entering the city.

But soon he ran into a situation.

A group of soldiers wearing bulletproof vests and helmets stopped his car. He glanced at the other party's uniform and found that it was a little strange, unlike the Burmese soldiers he had met before.

A soldier with the appearance of a team leader saluted him: "Hello, we are the inner guard of Dongzhi, please show your ID and cooperate with the inspection work."

"OK..." Fang Xinwu raised his hands, indicating that he didn't make any small moves. After all, the opponent's assault rifle was aimed at the inside of the car.

The team leader directly opened the car door, hooked Fang Xinwu and the others, and the three got out of the car quickly.

"Search to see if there are any contraband."

"Okay, captain." Several inner guard soldiers replied weakly.

The squad leader angrily reprimanded his subordinates: "Didn't you eat? Don't embarrass Your Excellency the General."

The main reason why these soldiers are weak is that everything is now normalized.

Those who were eliminated from the regular army thought they could let themselves go after they became local guards, but they were disappointed, because the people in charge of managing them were a group of unsavory guys.

In fact, they didn't know that a large part of these unscrupulous guys were soldiers. Of course, in order to prevent some soldiers from being recognized by acquaintances, the Ministry of Internal Affairs uniformly fine-tuned the appearance of these soldiers.

Faced with such a senior officer, these old fried dough sticks naturally feel lack of motivation, because there is no oil and water to fish for.

Fang Xinwu took out his ID card and passport from his pocket, and handed 5 Kyats to the team leader. The team leader just glanced at his ID card and passport, and instantly confirmed the identity of the other party through the database in the biochip. .

The team leader took out 1500 kyats, three temporary passes and a letter of guarantee: "Sign and print."

Fang Xinwu hurriedly signed and pressed his fingerprints.

Put away the letter of guarantee left at the bottom, and the team leader stuffed the remaining money and certificates to Fang Xinwu: "When you come in, just be safe, don't cause trouble, and keep the pistol away by yourself. If something happens, go to the nearby internal guards. Help, let's go!"

"Uh..." Fang Xinwu was still a little confused when he met the soldier who returned the money for the first time here.

But soon he came to his senses, drove an off-road vehicle, and brought his two younger brothers into the city.

If we say that the first impression here is old and broken.

Fang Xinwu's second impression was that he was orderly.

From time to time, on the street, you can meet fully armed internal guards patrolling, and all the shops on both sides of the street are also entering the house, and there is no chaos like other cities.

After driving for ten minutes, I finally saw a decent hotel. The signboard said "Emerald Hotel" in Chinese and Burmese. Obviously this is a hotel run by Chinese.

As soon as the car stopped, a waiter ran over and knocked on the window: "Sir, do you want to stay at the hotel?"

"Yes." Fang Xinwu nodded.

The waiter quickly explained: "Then please park your car in the hotel's parking lot. Long-term parking on the side of the road is not allowed here. If you exceed half an hour, you will be fined."

Fang Xinwu has been in Hongshawadi for so many years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a thing. He said in his heart that strange things happen every year, especially this year.

I could only follow the waiter and drive the off-road vehicle to the parking lot behind the hotel. In fact, there is a parking lot. Fang Xinwu is more at ease, after all, the theft here is very serious.

parked the car.

As Fang Xinwu walked, he asked the waiter jokingly: "Dongzhi has changed a lot! I can barely recognize it."

The waiter beamed and smiled: "Haha, General Maungu is taking care of everyone. I heard that the general has gone to Binmana to become a minister. What kind of modernization is he going to do?"

modernization?What a familiar yet unfamiliar word!Fang Xinwu thought with complicated emotions.

"Brother Fang, what is modernization?" the younger brother Maung Heshui asked.

"That's it..." Fang Xinwu thought for a while, and gave an example of a city that my younger brother is familiar with: "It is to become a city like Bangkok."

"As in Bangkok? Is it possible?" Maung Heshui expressed disbelief.

The waiter was full of longing: "Our manager said that as long as we persevere, we might succeed."

Maung Ho-shui shrugged noncommittally.

But Fang Xinwu saw something different.

That is not a physical change, but a spiritual one.

There seemed to be a light called hope, shining in the waiter's eyes.

He didn't laugh at the other party, at least the other party was a person with a dream, not a walking corpse.

After checking in the guest room, he took his two younger brothers to the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel, and chose a seat by the window, where he could see the busy street.

Soon the waiter came over with the food.

A large bowl of Yangzhou fried rice, plus Kung Pao chicken and three bottles of green leaf cola.

Although the chef learned from the chef at station B, the taste is not bad, at least better than General Tso's chicken and Li Hongzhang's offal.

Anyway, Fang Xinwu has never eaten authentic Yangzhou fried rice and Kung Pao chicken.

I just took a sip of Green Leaf Coke.

On the other hand, Maung Heshui gulped down a bottle of Coke in two or three gulps: "Hi... Waiter, come again..." He looked at Fang Xinwu and the two of them: "Three more bottles of Coke."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter not far away came over and wrote three more bottles of Coke on the receipt.

At first, Fang Xinwu thought that there were not many people coming to the hotel to eat, but as the lunch time approached, many people in construction uniforms appeared in the restaurant in small groups.

This surprised him very much.

Although the restaurant prices of this hotel are not high, the income of local construction workers is also quite low.

He soon discovered the trick, because many construction workers had coupons in their hands.

In addition to the construction workers, there are many people who also have coupons come to eat.

Fang Xinwu slowed down his eating speed and listened carefully to the conversations of these workers.

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