Ye Qing was worried that Song Youqing and Du Yu's purpose in coming to northern Myanmar was impure, so he specially reminded them.
After Song Youqing came to northern Myanmar, she witnessed Ye Qing's unscrupulous methods of amassing money, and was worried that he would fall into the eyes of money.
If a person only recognizes money and forgets his own origin and mission, he will eventually become second to Mu Jiajun. In fact, Ye Qing is far more harmful to society than Mu Jiajun.
Moreover, she also needs to become Ye Qing's qualified lieutenant in the shortest possible time: "Are you sure there are so many jadeite stones hidden here?"
Ye Qing smiled: "The first time he told us that there were a large number of jadeite stones hidden here, it was actually an opportunity for the drug lords in the cave to light explosives and then die with us.
But when I told him that Liu Fang and Ma Rui had formed three companies to recruit caravan disciples with no criminal records, he regretted it, so he told me to go to the mountainside quickly. Just now he brought up the old matter again, just to increase his bargaining chips. "
"How are you sure what he said is true?"
"There is electricity in the cave, but I haven't found any power generation or storage devices." Ye Qing said sternly: "And mines require explosives. Obviously, the cave is where the explosives are placed. No one will follow the precious jadeite stones. Explosives put together.”
"But once the explosives in the cave explode, this place will be buried..."
"It's only people who die. The jadeite stone will not die, it will just be buried." Ye Qing said with a smile: "As long as you know the approximate location, a few excavators can find it in a few days."
"Well!"
Ye Qing smiled. Song Youqing was definitely not big-breasted and brainless. On the contrary, she was big-breasted and extremely smart. However, she was used to the idea that human life was at stake. But this was in northern Myanmar, and the compensation for one person's death was only a few hundred yuan. The place.
As for the bad old man, if these jadeite rough stones are lost from their hands, both Mu Jiajun and Zhu Yongbang will settle accounts with the caravan, and the caravan will have to pay compensation even if they sell the iron.
However, the caravan really cannot afford to pay for this batch of raw jade stones.
Therefore, he used the most extreme method to drag his enemies to death in order to keep these jade stones.
But now things have changed.
The armed official force launched an operation against the caravans to eliminate crime and evil. Except for Ma Wei, Ma Lei and the saber who escaped when they escorted Zhu Longmei back to northern Myanmar and escaped, almost all the caravan senior officials and officials involved in selling contraband were killed. Catch all the disciples in one fell swoop.
Even if Mu Jiajun and Zhu Yongbang were given ten courages, they would not dare to go to the armed officer headquarters and tell Ye Liang to release Ma Qianli and we would negotiate compensation with him.
I'm afraid Ye Liang didn't say anything and just detained them to cooperate with the investigation...
As for Ma Rui and Liu Fang, in fact, since Zhu Longjun succeeded Erguotou, Ma Rui, Ma Ji, Liu Guohua, and Liu Fang have all been marginalized.
The core of the entire business is in the hands of Zhu Longjun and Ma Wei. Unfortunately, Zhu Longjun is dead and Ma Wei is on the run. Now the only people who can take charge of the caravan are Ma Rui and Liu Fang.
They simply will not acknowledge the debt.
Therefore, it is not a big deal to take the opportunity to hack these stones at this time.
"Come in!" After the bad old man made the call, he felt more at ease and handed the phone to Ye Qing: "Liu Fang wants to talk to you."
"Ye Qing, this is Ma Yong, a branch of Guotou under Erguotou. He can hand over the jadeite he is guarding to you, but there are conditions..."
Ye Qing glanced sideways at Ma Yong: "Now I am Daozu, and he is fish meat. I can chop it up as I want. What qualifications does he have to negotiate terms with me?"
"There is a self-destruction device in the treasure house. Once the password is incorrect, the self-destruction program will be activated."
"Okay, I understand!" Ye Qing hung up the phone neatly: "Old man, let me see where the door to the treasure house is."
Ma Yong looked at him calmly: "You promised to talk to me."
"Only when I can't open the treasure house door are you qualified to negotiate terms with me!"
Ma Yong stood up and walked towards the central office with empty steps.
Ye Qing narrowed his eyes slightly. This office had also been searched. Except for a large teak wood desk and a boss chair, there was nothing else.
The two followed Ma Yong into the office.
Under the large teak desk, there are two wooden piers with a diameter of one meter, supporting the three-meter long teak board.
"Move this desk!" Ye Qing nodded and called a few special forces. The four of them each held their feet and lifted the big board away.
Ma Yong kicked the pier on the left: "Move this!"
This wooden pier has been finely polished, has a bright red color, and has been varnished. It is slippery and heavy, weighing three to four hundred kilograms. On one side of the wooden pillar, there is a tree root growing on one side, like a handle.
Seeing that he was staring at him, Ye Qing walked over silently, held the handle, and used both arms to lift the wooden block that weighed several hundred kilograms.
The wooden block moved away, revealing a dark hole.
Ma Yong took the lead and walked down the stairs.
This row of twelve-room office area is similar to the stilted buildings commonly seen in northern Myanmar.
Generally speaking, in a stilted building, the downstairs is where pigs and sheep are raised, and people live above.
Everyone originally thought that the purpose of building the office area in this way was to prevent moisture, but they never expected that there was something else going on underground.
Ye Qing walked underground and took a look. The entire office area was made of cement, and the log walls outside were just a cover-up.
Under the wooden pier is a space the size of a room. In front of it is a heavy security door with a combination lock.
Song Youqing glanced twice, picked up the phone and said a few words.
Du Yu hurried over with his computer, took a closer look at the combination lock, and said with a wry smile: "This is a purely mechanical lock, the computer cannot open it."
Ye Qing looked at Ma Yong suspiciously: "How come you have the password to the treasure house?"
Ma Yong's pale old face gave a bitter smile: "Liu Fang said that you are extremely smart but suspicious by nature, and he was absolutely right!"
Ye Qing rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "This is not paranoia, but inference based on reality. The purpose of building this treasure house is to prevent unrelated people from opening it. You are just a gatekeeper, and you cannot hold the key to the treasure house. "
Ma Yong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You are right. Although I have a password, if I want to open this door, I must have another set of passwords, and the other set of passwords is in Zhu Longmei's hands."
Ye Qing suddenly asked: "Wait a minute, who does Zhu Longmei belong to!"
Ma Yong glanced at him, with a mocking smile in his old eyes: "Since you know Shen Qingmei, you should know who Zhu Longmei is."
Ye Qing took a long breath, and the doubts lingering in his heart finally got the answer.
