Hearing this, Heiba felt an inexplicable chill, which instantly chilled his whole body.
There is no greater crime than treason, and the military government's punishment for treason is also the most severe.
It can be said that if the evidence of this crime is conclusive, no one can save Mao Liang.
"General Wu Rui asked you to do this."
Greedy Wolf smiled and shook his head: "General Wu Rui doesn't know yet. My purpose is to get evidence from you first, and then report it to the general."
Heiba's cheeks trembled and he said, "What if I don't say it?"
Tanlang stared at him with sinister eyes: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you say it or not.
I just want you to help me verify whether Pang Kun's confession is true or false. If the two of you have the same confession, I can be sure that he did not lie to me. "
Heiba said in surprise: "Even Master Pang Kun fell into your hands."
Greedy Wolf smiled: "I have to thank you for this. You fell into my hands, and Pang Kun hurried from Lashio.
You will be taken away on the grounds that there is conclusive evidence that you have liaison with the Kachin Independence Army.
As a result, the boy became ill-intentioned when he saw his sister's beauty. As a result, he angered his brother-in-law and killed all four military guards around him in a rage.
Young Master Pang Kun was also frightened and told you everything you did.
Heiba, if I were you, I wouldn't be so harsh, because you are really not that important to us. "
Heiba gritted his teeth, not believing that they dared to attack Pang Kun.
He is a pure-blood Bamar, a powerful person among the nobility.
Muse Sanxiong is just a brave and cheap slave. The following offenders will be hanged waiting for them.
Tanlang took out Ye Qing's cell phone from his pocket, clicked on the video, and put it in front of Heiba.
The video played quickly, but there was no sound. There was only Pang Kun kneeling on the ground, with four military guards lying beside him...
Hei Ba's heart was as cold as ice. He knew very well that Ciao Hu and others had brought things to this point, and there was no possibility of turning back.
Pang Kun is a spoiled son of an aristocratic family, arrogant and domineering but as timid as a mouse. As long as he is tortured a little, he will tell everything he knows.
And here I gritted my teeth and endured the torture, but I was suffering in vain.
Seeing a Tiger Battalion soldier in charge of torture put another nail on his toe, with the hammer in his hand raised high, the desire to survive immediately took over...
"I said....."
At night in Menggu Town, there are electric lights and they are very bright.
Ye Qing looked at the confession written in Burmese and felt very embarrassed. He looked at the Tiger Camp soldier who sent the confession and said, "Can you translate it for me?"
The soldier was even more embarrassed than he was: "Sir, I can't read!"
Ye Qing shook the confession in his hand: "So this confession is very safe, there is no way you can remember it."
The soldier touched his head and smiled honestly.
Ye Qing returned to Bai Hu's room and saw that she was concentrating on organizing documents. She used a quill pen and dipped in ink from time to time to write something on a long piece of paper.
She has fast hand speed and is very focused on writing. She will occasionally pause, hold the white quill pen to her red lips, frown and think for a while, and then start writing again.
She was still wearing a military uniform, with her back straight and her figure even more curvy.
Ye Qing knew that White Fox could read and digit, and the knowledge of the three brothers and sisters was all taught by eminent monks in the temple.
But he was used to her domineering attitude when shooting people, but he overlooked that she also had a quiet side.
Bai Hu was so focused on writing that he didn't even notice that Ye Qing was at the door, watching her quietly.
Her movements were gentle, as calm and calm as sitting in meditation, but the military uniform on her body reminded others that she was still an iron-blooded soldier.
I don't know how long it took, but the white fox put down the quill in his hand, then stood up, straightened his arms, and moved his limbs.
Ye Qing only felt his eyes light up. Although the military uniform was wide and wide, it could not hide Bai Hu's proud figure. Especially this action made her breasts look even taller and stronger.
The palm-wide belt tightens the slender waist, making the buttocks appear rounder and larger.
The white fox stretched, turned around and saw Ye Qing, and said coquettishly: "Why are you waiting to scare your sister?"
"I'm scared, you are more courageous than me!" Ye Qing shook his head and smiled, walked over, and took a look at the words she wrote, with a look of loss on his face.
Bai Hu tilted his head and looked at him curiously: "Did I write it wrong?"
"Hey!" Ye Qing sighed, put the confession in his hand on the table, put his arms around her slender waist, let her sit on his lap, and said with a wry smile:
"It seems that mastering a foreign language is very important."
Bai Hu glanced at the confession on the table and suddenly smiled sweetly: "It turns out that the young master of the Ye family doesn't understand the words on it."
"Nonsense!" Ye Qing took a closer look at her writing. Although he didn't recognize the words, the long strip of paper was very familiar: "This is Tibetan!"
The white fox leaned into his arms and chuckled: "This is Sanskrit from India. Even in Myanmar, only a few eminent monks know it."
"Learning this kind of calligraphy must be very painful!" Ye Qing looked at the winding words on the paper, like earthworms crawling, like reading a book from heaven.
"Back then, I was lying on the bed, bored, so my brother asked a master to teach me how to chant sutras and write this kind of Sanskrit to divert my attention and reduce my pain!"
Bai Hu hugged his neck and still felt cold all over as he talked about what happened back then.
Ye Qing shook his head and smiled: "There is a saying in China, which is that if you survive a disaster, you will be blessed later."
"All my blessings come from you!" Bai Hu sat sideways on his lap, held his neck with one arm, and looked at him with her bright eyes:
"Therefore, these two brothers are determined to go crazy with you!"
"This is not crazy, it is an opportunity to change your destiny." Ye Qing said seriously:
"Buddhist destiny is actually a kind of shackles. Those who break free of the shackles are called Buddhas, and those who cannot break free are called monks."
"The master once said so!" Bai Hu nodded affirmatively:
"Buddhist enlightenment is actually a process of changing oneself, a transformation from the mind to the body. It is similar to the Chinese practice of meditating and thinking about one's own mistakes."
Ye Qing was in awe. A monk who could say such words was definitely a good monk.
Myanmar's Buddhism is Hinayana Buddhism, and its essence is self-improvement and liberation as its purpose, and from then on, it can be sublimated to achieve Arahantship.
"When you have time, take me to meet this eminent monk!"
"You believe in Buddhism too!" Bai Hu was a little surprised.
"I don't believe it." Ye Qing smiled slightly: "But there must be something extraordinary about this master being able to teach all three of you to become heroes."
"He is the master of General Wu Rui's family temple and a famous wise man in Mandalay. I will definitely recommend him to you when I have the opportunity."
