Lin Dong's wife looked at him in astonishment. After so many years of marriage, this was the first time he said such harsh words, and her eyes turned red: "I can't bear to leave you..."
Lin Dong gave her a deep look: "I can't let you go, and I can't let go of the child. If you insist on not leaving, then treat me as a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate..."
His wife immediately said: "I will go upstairs to pick up the child..."
Liu Yue watched her charming body disappear into the stairwell, then turned to look at Lin Dong: "You two are not in a good relationship?"
Lin Dong sighed: "Meng Po's soup is full of water, the Naihe Bridge is full of ghosts, the banks of Wangchuan Lake are full of tears, and the Sansheng Stone is full of regrets..."
Liu Yue was stunned...
Lin Dong glanced at her: "Don't you understand?"
Liu Yue nodded.
Lin Dong smiled bitterly: "Actually, it's very simple. Her father is the old director of Guandu Ancient Town, but I am a poor boy from the countryside. I was lucky enough to be his classmate and fall in love with his girl. Under her care, I entered the official service system. After ten years, I took over her father’s job...
Therefore, everything I have now was given by her family. In order to live like a human being and not let their family dictate to me, I got involved with the Mu family..."
Liu Yue nodded: "I understand!"
"No, you don't understand." Lin Dong laughed at himself: "Because you are the kind of person who is superior. You have good food and clothing since you were born. You don't have to worry about your future, let alone whether you will have money to eat instant noodles tomorrow morning."
Liu Yue smiled: "Hundreds of years ago, Wu Dalang used his life to tell you a cruel fact."
"What?"
"Don't play high-end games if you don't have money." Liu Yue said lightly and stopped talking. She could roughly understand Lin Dong's fate without digging deeply.
In a place like Kuncheng where materialism prevails, it is too difficult for people to maintain their original intentions, but it is too easy to become bad. What's more, the Guandu Ancient Town Police Station is a fat police station. The people you come into contact with there are not just businessmen, but also smugglers, drug lords, murderers...
As long as you are willing to turn a blind eye, it is easy to have more money than you can spend in your lifetime.
Lin Dong smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid of poverty."
Liu Yue remained silent.
Lin Dong took out a box of cigarettes, lit one, and took a deep breath: "I am from Nongdao, you know Nongdao!"
Liu Yue nodded: "I heard it said that Nongdao is a smuggling paradise across the river from Nankan in northern Myanmar."
"Nongdao is also called a poor place among the local people." Lin Dong sighed: "So, in order to survive, the people of Nongdao have been crossing the river to hunt and cut trees. Because it is convenient to come and go, it has become a drug lord. A smuggler's paradise.
However, it is the drug lords and smugglers who really make the big money, and those who sell their physical strength are always poor. In order to have a bite to eat and to make a fortune, they can only take risks under the instigation of drug lords and smugglers.
In the country, life is difficult without money, but in northern Myanmar, what you sell without money is not only your physical strength and dignity, but also your blood and various organs that can be transplanted..."
"After all, you were bribed by Mu Jianjun."
"It's not Mu Jianjun, it's Mu Jiajun!" Lin Dong took a puff of cigarette and blew out a smoke ring: "When he came to Yun Province to study, I helped him carry the bag, and he also sponsored me to go to school... ......."
Liu Yue sighed: "Mu Jiajun is really scheming!"
Lin Dong laughed in surprise: "Do you know that in the hearts of Kuncheng people, Yun Province has always belonged to the Mu family, and being able to serve the Mu family and become the Mu family's bodyguard is a blessing earned through three lives.
It is based on this idea that people in Yun Province regard the airborne officials as outsiders. They are here to get gold. They only care about their own promotion and wealth, but they never care about the life and death of the border people, especially the border residents near northern Myanmar. Life or death. Because in their minds, these border residents are drug lords, smugglers, and mountain soldiers who kill people and sell goods..."
Liu Yue chuckled lightly: "This is not what they think, but it is a fact. At least, my men subdued three thousand mountain troops in Daozhai, and more than half of these mountain troops are Chinese with ID cards."
Lin Dong was surprised: "Master Dao."
Liu Yuefeng's eyes were filled with hope: "You also know Old Master Dao, and Dao Zhen."
Lin Dong was a little excited: "Daozhai's village in China is called Dingxiu, and it's not far from Nongdao. Moreover, when Daozhen was in primary school, he went to Nongdao Town Primary School, and we were classmates."
"Now Daozhai Shanjun has reformed his evil ways and is working at White Fox Logistics, owned by my man." Liu Yue has realized the value of Lin Dong. This is a hidden line planted by Mu Jiajun in the domestic official system. As long as he is willing to cooperate, he can dig out all the people of the Golden Triangle Mu family hiding in Yun Province.
Even, Mu Jiaqi can be caught.
The last time Mu Jiaqi dug a hole on the Chaoshan Club's horse trail and inserted a bamboo spear, Du Yu and others noticed it in advance, and a fierce gun battle broke out.
Armed officers were ordered to blockade all bus stations, train stations, and even airports leading from Kuncheng to the border... but Mu Jiaqi's whereabouts were never found.
Therefore, in the armed officer system, there is a bold guess that Mu Jiaqi is still hiding in Kuncheng.
The sniper rifle aimed at Luan Zhengping also proved this.
The twenty-three Longya subordinates who had their hands and hamstrings cut off by the Mu family and imprisoned in the Golden Triangle have long been a worry for 98 and 101.
So, this sniper hiding in Kuncheng is the thorn in everyone's heart...
Unless this thorn is pulled out, officials will be uneasy.
If Mr. Song or 101 were assassinated in Yun Province, the fun would be great.
Not only Luan Zhengping could not bear the responsibility, but Cao Hongfei, who had just become the provincial officer commander, and Ye Liang, the armed officer commander, could not bear this responsibility either.
An hour later, inside the airport.
Lin Dong touched the head of his eldest son Lin Sheng: "When you go to Kyoto, you must listen to your mother, take good care of your younger brother, go to school well, and make more friends..."
"Abba, won't you come with us?" Lin Sheng looked at him expectantly.
"Abba still has to work and make money!" Lin Dong's eyes also showed reluctance. He didn't know if this time was a temporary farewell or forever. Maybe he would never see his child again.
"Abba, don't worry. I will go to school well in Kyoto, get to know more children, make more money when I grow up, and never let my grandpa and grandma look down on you again." Lin Sheng put his arms around Lin Dong's neck and kissed him on the face. Take a bite.
Lin Dong looked at the eight-year-old child: "My son is smart. He can understand things at such an old age."
He stood up and hugged his youngest son who was sleeping soundly in his wife's arms: "Miss Liuyue has arranged everything in Kyoto, including household registration, house, school, and even your job... .”
Lin Dong's wife's eyes were also red: "Are you really not going to let us come back?"
Lin Dong laughed at himself: "If I live, I will go find you and never return to Kuncheng from now on. If I die, you will never come back."
