Chapter 13 Crossing the Mekong River at night

Time/April 17︱21, 1984 Location/Chiang Khong and Kia Kang on the banks of the Mekong River in the north of Fengguo, Siem in Laos. People/President of Chiang Mai Daily in Thailand︱Tom Tayat Thai Girl︱Bosaba Boonpeng Thai Youth︱Payat Lao Youth︱Kianey Lao Youth︱Lanpang Villager in Ximu, Laos︱Chunpan (Chunpan) Stateless Elderly︱Ong Sa Chinese Wandering Traveler︱Ma Zhongxin (Fred Ma) ◇ The Mekong River is turbulent and majestic. Legend has it that it comes from the clouds in Tibet. It is the mother river of the Indochina Peninsula. The sunset on the Mekong River is romantic and colorful, unparalleled in the world. The light mist blows in, like a mysterious veil floating on the face of a pretty and moving girl.

During my solo trip to the Golden Triangle, I stayed at the home of a beautiful Thai girl in Chiang Khong on the Mekong River in northern Thailand, where I spent a few romantic days. ︱ ︱ ︱ ︱ On April 12, 1984, I transited through Thailand on the way from Hong Kong to India, and wandered in Chiang Mai, northern Thailand. From here, I started my adventure in the Golden Triangle. On April 12th, just in time for the Songkran Festival in Thailand, after three days of crazy splashing, I left the Ban Rim Pin Inn, took a long-distance bus, and headed northeast to Chiang Rai. Generally speaking, the folk customs of Thailand are the two extremes of kindness and toughness, and the Golden Triangle region is the place where the two extremes are most acutely expressed. The good is extremely good, and the bad is extremely bad.

Before I came to Thailand, I had already heard that there were strong winds in some places, especially the remote areas of the Golden Triangle, which had become a restricted area, and travel was regarded as a daunting way.Every year, there are always a few people who only go in and don't come out.The long-distance buses in this area, especially night buses, have always been the fat sheep in the eyes of robbers.Usually when everyone is sleeping at night, the disguised passengers show their knives and guns and search one by one. It is easy and quick. The local police have nothing to do, and the tourists can only admit that they are unlucky.

During a wandering trip, it is hard to guard against the unexpected, but you must take some precautions against the unexpected. The general anti-grabbing measures are: prepare some change and small bills, and put big bills, cameras and documents and other valuables on the bottom of the backpack.Bandits treat travelers' backpacks in the same way that customs handle them, and just take an X-ray, and they don't care. The robbers found a lot of small bills, so they left in a hurry without having time to count them, never looking back. Fortunately, the car I took from Chiang Mai arrived in Chiang Rai safely.

I got off the car with my backpack on my back, stretched my waist, and saw Tang Daya, the president of "Chiangmai Daily", who I met because of splashing water, coming towards me. I was thinking about how he arrived in Chiang Rai before me, and he had already hit me. call. Mr. Ma, I know you're coming, so I'll wait for you here first! ah!Brother Tang, how could you It's nothing, newspapers are everywhere, Chiang Rai is my territory, and the only big hotel owner here is my friend.Let's go, let's go! Regardless of whether I agreed or not, he dragged me to the Wiang Inn not far from the station.

This is a full tourist hotel: nightclubs, bars, exclusive suites, swimming pools are extravagant.Just as I was about to speak, Tang Daya said first: Don't worry, I know what you're going to say, all expenses here are mine, and they won't charge you if you pay. From the looks of it, it's not okay to stay here, it's impolite to be too polite. To a wandering traveler, a suite is no different from a hut. Throughout the night, eating big meals, drinking foreign wine, and watching women, this is probably the passion and enjoyment I enjoyed before entering the Golden Triangle alone, and it will be a lot of hard work to go on.

I forgot how I got into the room to sleep last night, woke up early the next morning, picked up my backpack and set out on the road. Tang Daya didn't know where he got drunk.I am a homeless person who makes a home everywhere, and it is not uncommon for me to leave without saying goodbye. Just like this, what a joyful life it is to walk the world without care! Sometimes I think about it, it’s not bad to take a girl as a companion to wander, but then I think about it, it’s a lot of trouble for two people to travel, why bother asking for trouble!As for the affairs of the world, in a word, you can't have your cake and eat it too.

The next travel destination is Chiang Khong, which is just across the river from Laos on the northeastern border of Thailand. This river is the famous Mekong River in Southeast Asia, which runs through the five countries of Myanmar, Thailand, Laos, Vietnam and Cambodia. Thailand and Laos are bounded by the Mekong River from the Thai-Lao-Myanmar Little Golden Triangle in Chiang San, and Chiang Khong is a small town on the periphery of the Greater Golden Triangle and on the Mekong River. The Mekong River is raging, with turbid yellow water, and from time to time, some tree branches and debris, occasionally mixed with dead chickens and dogs with incomplete limbs.

When I got out of the car and stared at the Mekong River in a daze, I suddenly found Man, there really was a man floating in the water! Of course, he is alive and swimming!Down the rapids, swim fast. The weather here is so hot that people are in a daze, and the whole body is wet and sticky.To be honest, when I saw the river, I wanted to go swimming and have a good time. Seeing this man swimming smoothly and comfortably, I couldn't help saying hello to him: Hello, do you speak English? yes hello!As he spoke, he paddled towards the shore in two freestyle strokes. My name is Fulai Dema, Chinese, from the United States, how about you?

Paya, my house is by this river.As he spoke, he pointed to a row of houses not far ahead. Paya is in her twenties, with a strong and dark body, and she speaks with a pure and lovely smile, full of Thai flavor. Paya, why is Laos on the other side so quiet, with no one in sight? Ten years ago, the two countries were free to travel, harmonious and lively, everyone made money and lived a good life.Since the opposite side has a special regulation to block the border and use the middle line of the Mekong River as the boundary, the situation has changed.Anyone who crossed the line risked arrest or deportation.

Paya said while pointing to a plateau on the opposite bank. Look, that's the bunker, and there are people watching both sides of the river day and night. By the way, Paya, do you know the Bosaba family? Of course I do.Bo Saba is a retired local police officer. He has a beautiful daughter who works in Bangkok. Yes, I met his daughter Pang Ping in Bangkok. I saw Pang Ping on the street yesterday, she seemed to be back on vacation. Great, please take me to her. No problem, I'll take you there. Ten minutes later, we were standing in front of a large wooden house on the side of the road, and Bosaba, in his sixties, smiled and asked us to take off our shoes and walk onto the floor. The wooden house has been exposed to the sun for a whole day, and entering the house is like entering a steamer, with hot air and wind blowing in from all directions, so hot that sweating can't stop.Just as she was about to take off her shirt, Pang Ping came out. She wore a bright sarong that wrapped her slender body as thin as silk, and she was much more beautiful than when I saw her in Bangkok. Pang Ping and Paya spoke a few words in Thai, and then explained to me in English: She asked Paya to arrange a canoe by the river, and they would go on a trip to the Mekong River together later. According to her arrangement, I thought I was going to swim in the water. do you swim No, I won't, I'm afraid of water! Really disappointed.I'd love to see her in a swimsuit. Just change your mind, that's all. Thinking of the broken branches and fallen leaves in the turbid rapids of the Mekong River, only sweaty wanderers like us can get into the water! Half an hour later, we sat in a long and narrow canoe equipped with a motor and helmed by Paya's father, and slowly went upstream. On the Mekong River, the canoe is driving close to the shore of Thailand, the sound of the motor and the rolling rapids, looking to the other side of Laos, there is only half the river between the bustling and deserted. The Mekong River in the sunset is really beautiful. On the other side of Thailand, the whole family of men, women and children went out, bathing and swimming, singing and playing, while the other side of Laos, a hundred yards away, was deserted and deserted, with no one in sight. The river, rushing southward, seemed eager to make its way to Thailand.Suddenly, Paya pointed to the front and said nervously: Look, the Lao speedboat! Sure enough, a small boat with a red flag came rushing in. Two soldiers with guns stood on the boat, watching us intently until the two sides passed each other. Our canoe turned around at this time and became downstream, as fast as a shuttle. In the rapids, the hull was thrown to the center line of the river several times, almost crossing the boundary.Seeing that the canoe was about to berth at the pier in Thailand, Paya's father suddenly couldn't control it, and the canoe went straight to an oasis in the river and ran aground. At this moment, I still didn't know what was going on, but I saw Paya turned pale with fright, bent down and looked around. It turns out that this oasis belongs to the territory of Laos. If it is discovered by the other party, the consequences will be disastrous.Fortunately, the grounding was close to the direction of Thailand, and the sandy soil in the middle of the oasis swelled up, just blocking the other party's sight. They hurriedly checked, and it turned out that the wooden rudder of the canoe was faulty.After ten minutes, it was fixed, started the motor, and returned to Thailand at full speed, and finally returned safely. When everyone went ashore, Paya's father was muttering, and Paya explained with lingering fear: If the wooden rudder broke down a few minutes earlier, we would end up either jumping into the river or fleeing to the other side! After a boat trip on the Mekong River, Paya invited me to swim in the river. This invitation has a bit of background. It is not uncommon to swim near the shore of the Mekong River, but it is courageous to swim in the middle of the river, because in a blink of an eye, you will be washed downstream hundreds of meters away by the rapids.Only by exerting all your energy and exerting your water skills can you swim back to the shore; if you are a little negligent or physically weak, you may go with the drifting objects in the river and never return. My swimming skills are top-notch, and I swam happily in the river. When I was about to swim through the middle of the river several times, I was called back by Pang Ping in good time. Pang Ping is a gentle and considerate Thai beauty. After dinner, we went for a walk by the river and talked very well. To be honest, if it weren't for my nature to yearn for wandering, there is still a long way to go, Pang Ping is really a person who can go on talking. The next day, Pang Ping accompanied me to walk around the town and met several Chinese veterans who had a prosperous business here.One of the old Liu said: In this area, the Chinese work hard, and it is easy to get rich, but there are troubles with money. As he spoke, he went into the house and took out a pistol, a submachine gun, and a pile of bullets. You see, loaded and ready to defend yourself.When driving out to do errands, at least bring a gun. If you go to Qiaogang area, you must add a submachine gun! ah!Qiaogang, I'm going there. What?Why are you going to Qiaogang?Buying drugs and dying?That place is the lair of drug dealers and bandits, and it is the poorest and most dangerous place in Thailand, where most strangers never return.I've been here for thirty years and never messed with it. I want to go along the Mekong River to Messe via Qingshan, and I have to go through Qiaogang from here! never mind!You can go back to Chiang Rai, and then go north to Maesai, and you can run more places if you save your life. Do you have self-defense weapons on you? I only have a short knife, so I'm afraid I won't be able to use it.However, I will consider your advice, thank you! One of the principles of the traveler is: People do not offend me, and I do not offend others.I'm afraid that the bandits will ignore this set. On the third day in Chiang Khong, I went to the street alone to take pictures, and when I was eating noodles at a stall, I met two Lao people. They asked me first: Hello, do you speak English?Are you Japanese or Chinese? I am Chinese and live in the US. Oh great, we work for the US government.My name is Jonai, and his name is Langban.As he spoke, he pointed to his companion beside him. My name is Fredma, you can speak English very well, where are you going? Thanks.We graduated from Vientiane University and are now working for the US government in a refugee camp in Thailand. We are waiting for the bus to Qiaogang here. ah!Qiaogang, I'm going there.How many days are you going? Only four days.What are you going to do?That place is dangerous. You can go, why can't I? Honestly, it's one of our liaison posts there. Oh, I see.I will be responsible for my own safety, it would be better if you could help. are you Travelers, travelers who like to go deep into the local area, see you tomorrow in Qiaogang. After finishing speaking, I was about to leave, Qiao Nai grabbed me: "Wait a minute, I remind you, the camera must be hidden."When I arrived at Qiaogang, I went to the high place in the village. The house was being built on the right, and there was a big bamboo and wood house not far from the left. Go inside and find me.Note that there is a watchtower next to the big room. I told Pang Ping about this at night, and she reminded me: You must be very careful.I hope you have a safe journey, and we can meet in Bangkok in two weeks. Okay, it's a deal, I'll come to Bangkok to see you in two weeks. On the morning of the fourth day, I thank you and bid farewell to Pang Ping's family.They've been kind to me, but I must go! The wandering traveler had to say goodbye often. A goodbye is the end of one journey and the beginning of another. Go to Qiaogang and wait for the bus, which is near the food stall. Looking from a distance, there are already a dozen or so Mon people in black clothes and black pants waiting for the bus.They don't look like villains, but Lao Liu said: They are like ordinary people in normal times, but they become bandits when they rob. Looking at his attire, he looks like a bandit head.I hope they treat me as a strange fellow traveler and not as a target of robbery. Half an hour later, out of nowhere came a small truck that looked like it was transporting pigs.Before the car stopped, more than a dozen Mon people huddled together from behind and rushed to get on the car. I was the last one to get on the car and sat at the rear of the car. This is the seat that no one wants to sit in. Not only does it shake a lot, but it also eats the most ashes. The mountain road is rugged and the road condition is getting worse.Due to the long drought and no rain, the dust was flying and everyone became gray people.The violent turbulence made the intestines knotted and the skeleton seemed to be dismantled. It was really not something ordinary people could bear. After two hours of detours and bumps, the car stopped in a dilapidated small village, and all the black-clothed natives got out of the car, leaving only me and an old man. Along the way, the driver and the old man were very silent, neither talking to each other nor to me, not even looking at me. In the remote mountainous area, the Mekong River can no longer be seen, only the loess and dead trees are seen, and it is desolate. If a few bandits emerge at this moment, they have to be slaughtered by them.Old Liu was right, a pistol is not enough to take this road, and a submachine gun must be added. When he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard the sound of people and pigs in front of him, and the car braked urgently. The old man just glanced at me and signaled that he could get out of the car. Jumping out of the car, he slapped the ashes and looked at the situation nearby. Sure enough, the return journey of this car was loaded with pigs, and when people got off the car, all the pigs got on the car. Broken loess houses, mixed with people and pigs, this is Qiaogang. I spotted the height of the village house and walked forward. Sure enough, there was a bamboo house being built not far to the right. Several dwarves in black stopped working and watched me pass silently. Going further up, there is a rather large bamboo house on the high ground in front of you on the right, with a wooden watchtower next to it. It really looks a bit like a cottage in a martial arts novel, only a few minions stand guard. He got into the bamboo house and looked around the house. On the yellow mud land, a pile of firewood was lit on the ground, a teapot was hung above it, a stove was on the right, and a water tank was next to it.At the bottom of the room was a raised bedstead, the ceiling was pitch black, and the surrounding walls were stuffed with bamboo chips and hay, which was solid and solid. There was no one inside, and I was hesitating when I suddenly felt someone appear behind me. Looking back, I saw a little guy who looked like a bandit staring at me.I saw that he was not malicious, so I asked: Qiao Nai, where is Qiao Nai? He walked out the door knowingly, pointed to an independent wooden house on the opposite hillside, thanked him, and walked straight to the opposite hillside.There were not many people to be seen along the way, but there were quite a few piggies.Probably the people here either go up the mountain to work, or go down the mountain to become bandits. I knocked twice on the door of the wooden house, and the door opened, and Qiao Nai and Langban welcomed me in.There are two other people in the house, one is the owner of the house, and the other is Zhongpan, a villager from Ximu, Laos. It was very stuffy in the room.He simply took off his undershirt and left his upper body bare. Qiao Nai saw me wiping my sweat non-stop, and came up with an idea: Let's go, before it's too late, let's go to a cold spring.The temperature drops at night, so cold that you want to warm up by the fire!In this kind of weather, it is reasonable to go to the cold spring when it is so hot, but it is unbelievable that it is so cold at night that it is necessary to warm up by the fire.Qiao Nai and Langban took me to a small valley in the woods behind the mountain, where the three big men had a good time facing the nature. When I came back, I asked Qiao Nai to show me the famous guy from the Golden Triangle, Opium.Johnny said: In the past, Qiaogang was the center of drug trafficking in the Golden Triangle. It doesn't matter here, you can buy drugs, carry drugs, or take drugs. It is safe and reliable to deal with drugs here, but it is dangerous to bring drugs out of the Golden Triangle.As long as you get poisoned, you will smell poisonous all the way to the United States, which is too dangerous! Qiao Nai took me to the back of the wooden house, and walked into a small secret room in a bamboo house. There was a couch inside, and a figure from the back that seemed quite familiar. When he turned around, it turned out to be the one who came with me an old man. Qiao Nai introduced him as Wensa.Including himself, no one knows who he is. He was born on the edge of the Golden Triangle, his parents are unknown, and he has never taken any identity documents. Qiao Nai whispered a few words to him.Winsar took out a black jar, which contained a glossy black ointment like shoe polish.He dug out black ointment from a piece of bamboo and applied it to the cigarette holder, passed a metal needle through the pipe, reclined on the couch, put the cigarette holder coated with opium paste on the oil lamp to burn, and then smoked violently, exhaling strong white smoke, as if With a little fragrance. I also drew gourds in the same way on the reclining couch, and took two sips. I felt that it was extremely painful and I couldn't swallow it.Thick smoke comes out, and there is still a bitter taste in the mouth, which is unpleasant. Qiao Nai said that Wensa was sick and had to rely on opium to relieve pain. Don't underestimate Wensa, maybe he won't live for three years.In the past, he was a general under the drug king Luo Xinghan. In order to recapture a batch of stolen heroin, he led more than a hundred people on an expedition to Vietnam, and fought against the Vietnamese army and Lao Mei.Now that Luo Xinghan has collapsed, he lives in seclusion in Qiaogang, relying on Luo Xinghan's remaining prestige, the local people serve him as the leader and support him. I asked Wensa about Luo Xinghan, and through Qiao Nai's translation, he said: Luo Xinghan is a strange man in the world, forced by life and the current situation in his early years, he became the poison king of the Golden Triangle.The United States exerted pressure on Thailand and paid a lot of money to bribe Luo Xinghan's confidants before he was arrested and sentenced.However, the police there were greedy and took the initiative to lure Luo Xinghan's family members to pay hundreds of thousands of dollars in exchange for his life and let him go into exile in Myanmar.Legend has died in recent years, but I think he is still alive. The old man was emotionally recounting the past; when he talked about Luo Xinghan, his eyes shone strangely, and he insisted that he was still alive. Maybe we talked too much, or the pain intensified, and Wensa suddenly ignored us, reclined on the couch, and slammed his life-saving opium. In the evening there is a feast in the big bamboo house.Qiao Nai brought half a wild boar from the Orion's house next door, mixed rice with loofah and salt, and homemade rice wine with roasted wild boar. It was delicious and satisfying. Drunken and full, Zhongpan greeted us and left first.Not long after he left, suddenly there was a strong wind and the bamboo house shook. Qiao Nai said loudly: "The wind is coming, go outside quickly." The village was in chaos, with broken branches and leaves flying around, human voices mixed with pig voices, like the end of the world.After the wind blew for half an hour, it suddenly calmed down.Come fast, go fast. After the strong wind passed, the village became quiet.Qiao Nai wants me to go to bed first, he has something to do in the middle of the night.I asked again and again, and he said that he and Langban would go to Ximu Village in Laos on the other side of the river. What is the safety rate?I asked. It's about 80 percent. We've been coming and going for years.what, do you want to go? certainly!I'm sure it's 80 percent safe. can swim? I could swim when I was seven, and I fished up corpses in the river. Okay, you go to bed first, I will call you in the middle of the night. At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Qiao Nai woke me up: 20 minutes to explain the action, and 10 minutes to prepare for departure.Brother Ma, you have to listen to me. On the round table, the weak flame of the oil lamp struggled feebly, and could only lightly illuminate three expressionless faces and the map on the table.Qiao Nai pointed to the Mekong River near Qiaogang on the map to explain the action before departure. Depart at 12:30, walk to the river within half an hour, and cross the river in a canoe at 1:00.When you reach the middle of the river, in order to prevent random gunshots from the other side, please jump into the river and swim ashore.If the situation is bad, please swim back by yourself. What about you? Go back by boat as much as possible, and only jump into the river when necessary, at least to draw their attention to Brother Ma. Qiao Nai looked at me and continued, "Go ashore, follow me in the haystack, wait for the sentinel to pass at 1:20, and then walk quickly into Ximu Village within five minutes, and Zhongpan will be there to meet you."Please, Brother Ma and Zhongpan, stay in the house. If we don’t come back at five o’clock, Zhongpan will take Brother Ma to swim back by the river by himself. What if he went ashore and entered the village and was found? Langban or Zhongpan and I will cover you, please turn back as quickly as possible.Jump into the river and dive until you get out of the water.The Mekong River is extremely fast, just to help you get out of the danger zone as soon as possible. Now the three of us checked the watch, it was twelve twenty-six.Brother Ma, please put your ID card in a plastic bag. In case of being checked, you can block it, so as not to be mistaken for a bandit and die, it is not worth it. After Qiao Nai finished speaking, Langban patted me on the shoulder and said: Brother Ma, I admire your courage.We have our mission, what are you for? In order to broaden my horizons and understand how people live in another world. After explaining the action, Qiao Nai handed me a small knife for self-defense.This special knife is a silent weapon specially used to touch the whistle.Qiao Nai taught me to throw it a few times, and the tip of the knife penetrated an inch into the wood. If it were a human body, only the handle of the knife would be left outside. I strapped the knife to my leg, and said to myself: Travelers never commit crimes, and I hope I don't need it. The night was cloudy and dark, a good time to act.Qiao Nai took the lead, I was in the middle, and Langban was behind. They took the trail and went straight to the Mekong River. Staggering and running for half an hour to reach the river, Qiao Nai pulled out a canoe from the grass and put it into the river.They go first, and I take the stern.When the boat reached the river, Qiao Nai made a gesture, and I went down the river and swam forward. Ren I am a good swimmer, but I couldn't withstand the turbulent current and was carried far away by the river.Jonathan's canoe landed first, and I swam vigorously and landed in the remote place below. The three quickly joined together, lying down in the grass and waiting. Three minutes later, two sentries with guns walked by.Another minute later, Qiao Nai made a gesture, and the three of them hurried towards the village in a low posture. Qiao Nai skillfully led us to turn left and right, and after flashing for five minutes, he stopped in front of the door of a wooden house, tapped three times, the door opened, and Zhongpan welcomed us in. The oil lamp in the house can not illuminate the square table where the oil lamp is placed. The four of them took their seats, and they talked for a while in the Lao dialect.Afterwards, Qiao Nai said to me: Brother Ma, we must go to work immediately, you and Zhongpan stay here.We'll be back by five, otherwise, you know what to do and take care of yourself. After they left, Zhongpan poured me a cup of hot tea. I took a sip and was about to ask questions when suddenly he blew out the lamp and hurried out through another door.Came back two minutes later and lit the lamp again.I asked in a low voice: Is it safe here? He shook his head, did not comment, but blew out the lamp: This is better, as long as no one informs, it is absolutely safe.By the way, I have an uncle who can speak Chinese, ask him to talk to you. After Zhongpan left, I carefully looked at the hut, which was covered with black mud and surrounded by black leather wooden walls.A square table is against the wall, a few benches are scattered, and nothing else. Ten minutes later, Zhongpan brought an old man in his sixties.This person used to have business dealings with Chinese people on the other side of the river, and he still speaks Chinese fluently. Hello, I'm here for a trip, so I'm here to have a look. Oh welcome, sorry for not treating you well. I saw that he was thin and his face was waxy, so I asked: Do you smoke opium? Smoke, smoke, anyway, this is the end of my life.In the past two years, there is no business to do, and now I can eat enough. Why not seek life on the other side, where you can live better. Easier said than done?Suddenly there is one less person in the family, and it is difficult for the whole family to live. Suddenly, bump, bump, bump, there was such a loud knock on the door that it made people tremble with fear.Zhongpan pulled me towards the back door and took out a silencer gun.He gently opened the small wooden window by the door and looked out for a while.Just as I was about to open the door, I saw the old man come over in a calm manner and said in Chinese: No problem, it is my wife. Zhongpan dragged the old man back to the room, and when I got back to the room, I didn't see the old man, nor his wife.Zhongpan said, "They went back to sleep." Looking at the watch, it was two o'clock in the morning, and there were still three hours before the appointed time.Trapped in the house during this long night is quite uncomfortable.I asked Zhongpan: Can I go outside for a walk? sure.It's pitch dark outside though, what do you want to see? It's better to take a walk than to wait foolishly in the house, let's take a walk! Zhongpan gave up his life to accompany Junzi, and carefully checked his silencer before leaving the house.He shuttled skillfully, took me around a pond, and entered a forest. He pointed to a two-story wooden house in front of him and said: That's the house where the village cadres live, and Qiao Nai is inside. Jonathan?I was taken aback. Joe Nai is a double agent, plus he acts as a liaison for drug traffickers, it should be a triple agent.He is loyal to three parties, including true and false, even if you go to inform him, you will not be able to sue him, and you may even get killed. I was surprised by what Zhongpan said, and just as he was about to speak, he went on to say: Qiao Nai is dealing with the cadres inside, and Langban is in another village not far from here. What are you doing?I became interested in Lambin. Langban is actually the person in charge of the United States' anti-narcotics in the Golden Triangle area, and he often goes deep into the Thai-Myanmar area.I really don't see it, I thought Langban was a small follower.Over the years, don't you worry about making mistakes one day? We are always ready to give our lives. Bypassing the wooden house and walking past the cemetery, we approached a row of low brick houses. Zhongpan motioned me to squat down, pointed to the low house and said: There are several Thai drug dealers imprisoned here, and one of them is Chinese.One of Jonah's missions is to try to get them out and put one special character at Thailand's disposal.In addition to playing tricks, this kind of thing also requires a ransom, and the people over there can take this opportunity to make a fortune.Drug dealers in the Golden Triangle are lawless, and human life is worthless, but some people are worth a few dollars. Do you see any hope of saving them? There should be no problem, not to mention Wensa's money, who can refuse? Windsor?The dying old man?I was taken aback again. Leave the brick house and walk a short distance back to where you started. Zhongpan reminded me that it was 4:30 in the morning, and we should go to the house to wait for Qiao Nai and Langban who might return at any time. Time passed by, and Zhongpan looked out from the small lattice windows on the four walls of the house from time to time. It was half past five in this part of the country, and it was ten minutes to five. The village was eerily quiet.I was nervous about Qiao Nai and Langban, and I was also nervous about myself. I patted Zhongpan on the shoulder and pointed to my watch.He nodded knowingly and said: Wait another five minutes, trust me. Five minutes passed quickly without any movement.Suddenly, there was a long rooster cry in the quiet night, which made people tremble with fear. Zhong Pan waved away without saying a word.We walked fast and in a hurry. In less than ten minutes, we passed the sentry and walked to the Mekong River.In the dark night, one could vaguely see the extremely fast river flowing relentlessly into the distance. Zhongpan signaled to me that it was time to go down to the river. The river here is about 100 meters wide.I have swum thousands of meters, and a mere 100 meters will not trouble me.And no matter how rough and dangerous the Mekong River is, with my 30 years of water skills, I have the confidence to swim to the other side.Zhongpan, thank you for bringing me here. I am safe. Please take good care of Qiao Nai and Langban. I will wait for them to come back. Don't worry, you must see them before dawn, so go! Take care of yourself!There will be a period later.I hold Zhongpan's hand tightly, knowing in my heart that I don't know when we will see each other again. As soon as he turned around, he quietly buried his body in the turbulent river, and swam to the opposite bank with all his strength. At the beginning, I was rushed far away by the rapids, but I didn't dare to struggle hard to avoid exhaustion.After drifting with the current for a while, I swam obliquely to the middle of the river. At this time, I felt that I could adapt, and then I started to swim vigorously, sprinting towards the shore of Thailand in the fastest freestyle. In less than ten minutes before and after, the crossing of the Mekong River was completed. Dragging his wet and exhausted body, he walked in the dark to the place where he went down to the river five hours ago. Just about to sit down and rest, there was movement on the other side. In the twilight, I saw a canoe as fast as an arrow, rushing far away with the rapids. In just a few seconds, the boat has been washed 200 meters downstream.But it has obviously crossed the middle line of the river and docked towards the shore of Thailand. Ten minutes later, the three of us met in the woods, held hands tightly, and rejoiced that we had escaped from danger and returned safely. It was already dawn, but the turbid water of the Mekong River was still eagerly flowing to the far south. I couldn't help but squeeze Qiao Nai's hand again and say: Thank you, thank you! Qiao Nai looked at me with humble eyes and said: Well, I should thank Zhongpan for his assistance and Langban for his planning. I am just the one who carries out the task.And you, you swam here by yourself. Qiao Nai hid the canoe, and the three of us quickly left the Mekong River and walked quickly to the depths of the woods. Half an hour later, we returned to Qiaogang, and the sky was already bright.We lit a fire in the bamboo hut, took off our wet clothes to bake, and boiled a big pot of hot tea. The three of us sat around and drank tea to drive away the cold. Qiao Nai, why did you delay?I asked. They demand too much, these people are very greedy. Is it because the ransom for the Chinese who Wenza wants to save is too high? No, the price is fixed.Winsa relied on Luo Xinghan's remaining prestige, and everyone would give him three points, and the drug dealers would be released in a few days to hand over to the Thai side. So where is your difficulty? They wanted me to figure out a way to get them some extra drug money in exchange for information on drug dealers, that's all. You don't rely entirely on those people for your drug dealer information, do you? Of course, the information obtained by Langban is more in-depth and can penetrate into higher levels. I looked at Langban, he smiled and said nothing. Johnny went on to say: On the other hand, the drug traffickers here have a lot of seniority. Although Wensa is about to die, he is the underground leader in the Qiaogang area. Everyone knows it well and obeys unanimously.Wensa knew that you came to us, so of course no one dared to touch you. But The United States is one of the largest drug trafficking markets in the world. The United States is willing to spend a lot of money to eliminate drug dealers in the Golden Triangle, while Thailand has taken money but still allows some drug dealers to go unpunished.Lao Mei wanted to get rid of them, and told us not to disturb them too much, and used the cover of drug dealers to preserve their strength and go deep into Burma and Laos to collect intelligence.The Thai side turned a blind eye, because the drug dealers and Lao Mei are both rich men! I thought for a while and said: I guess you have something to do with Thailand. good.I work in a refugee camp in Thailand, and I often have to provide them with information about the activities of the refugees. Quadruple spies!How did you cope? In addition to the Lao, Thai, American and drug dealers, I also have contacts with the Burmese side. The drug king Zhang Jifu's lair is in Burma, not Manxingdie. From this point of view, do you know the Golden Triangle well? Suffice it to say, the hardest ones to deal with are the drug dealers, and once Winsar dies or the people in Laos step down, we'll have to worry a lot. You, a five-fold spy, are rare in the world, so enjoy your job! Ha, really enjoyable.People from all five parties probably know my identity, and only with this special identity can they meet their respective requirements.The most important thing is, apart from the salary given to me by the US government, I never take extra money, especially drug money. The most taboo in this business is to be greedy for money. Johnny said it well. There is a Chinese idiom called eight-faced exquisite, which is very appropriate for you.However, there is another idiom called "five horses divide the body". Five horses tie your head, hands and feet with ropes, and run in five different directions. You have to be careful! We have long put life and death aside, not only for the prosperity of Laos, but also for the justice of the world.Sooner or later, we will drive drug dealers out of the Golden Triangle. You are truly the unsung heroes and deserve a story, but It doesn't matter, you can write whatever you like, none of the five people knows Chinese.Ha ha! Ha ha!We looked at each other and laughed, even the stern Langban laughed. I understand that it is not so easy to kill Qiao Nai, all five people need him. Qiao Nai is the most tolerant and surviving person!