Detective: From the Police Academy

Chapter 550 Turning Against Them, Heading into the Mountains!
Valais.

In an office of a luxurious building.

Kundu sat on the luxurious sofa, listening to his subordinates' reports.

Li Kang sat opposite him, his head slightly lowered, and said, "Great Protector, that's indeed the case. When we arrived, there was a battle on the highway. All those who tried to stop us were killed, their bodies were burned, and they were doused with gasoline."

Kun leaned back against the sofa, frowning, and asked, "Did those Chinese people kill them?"

Li Kang shook his head: "It should be them, but there should be another group. We found a lot of shell casings in the woods. The guns they used were American or German-made, and they also used rocket-propelled grenades. I think they are from the China Timber Factory."

"Ho Tung?"

Li Kang stopped talking. He knew very well that the great protector in front of him received a lot of dividends from the China Timber Factory every year.

Every spring, I would drive there and bring back two bags of US dollars, including quite a few gold bars.

However, these dividends were not paid to DKBA's upper management.

The DKBA's armed forces are mainly concentrated in Myawaddy, and the 80-kilometer road from Walai to Myawaddy is a bloody enclave.

Kundu is here; he is a local tyrant, and two-thirds of his armed forces are recruited by himself.

In other words, Kundu is the undisputed authority around Valais.

But outside of Valais, there is another armed force, namely Jabba's 'Inferno Company'.

Jabba oversees the Valais Grand Canyon and three outposts along the forty-kilometer stretch of road from Valais to Myawaddy, making him a considerable force.

However, Jaba never interfered in the affairs of Valais; he and Kundu each managed their own affairs and did not meddle with each other.

At this moment, Kundu asked, "The ones who were killed were Jaba's men. What did Jaba say?"

Li Kang wiped the sweat from his brow and replied, "He said, 'A life for a life!'"

"Does that mean he's going to cause trouble for China Timber Factory?"

Li Kang raised his head and shook it.

"So what exactly does he mean?"

At that moment, the double doors to the office were suddenly pushed open.

A group of armed men immediately rushed in, each carrying a gun.

Kundu immediately stood up from the sofa and looked at the leading officer.

"Shiva, what are you doing?"

As soon as Kundu finished speaking, a man wearing military boots walked in from outside the door.

The man had his hands behind his back, a pistol tucked into his waistband, and he wasn't wearing a military cap; instead, he had a shaved head.

"Jabbar?"

"Ha, Great Protector, how have you been?"

"What are you doing here?"

Kundu's eyebrows twitched. He glanced at Likang, who was sitting to the side, and the latter had already taken a few steps back.

It was obvious that Jabba had come uninvited and without any prior warning, which made the matter very serious.

Kundu's mansion was filled with child soldiers he had recruited, and these people all obeyed him and were paid by him.

Jaba walked over unhurriedly, followed by more than twenty men carrying long spears.

He laughed and said, "Great Protector, do you know who those three Chinese people who broke through the checkpoint during the day are?"

"Who are they?"

"You don't know yet?"

Kundu's expression was one of surprise and uncertainty.

Jabba said, "The TV remote?"

Likang quickly picked up the remote control from the coffee table and handed it to him.

Kun's eyes twitched; they'd all turned against them! They'd all turned against them!

Jabba took the remote control, flipped through a few channels, and then tuned to the news channel. The host then began to introduce an anonymous businessman from Country Z who was offering $500 million to find the whereabouts of a Chinese person.

Moreover, this Chinese man's photo also appeared on television.

Kundu swallowed hard: "Who...who exactly is this person?"

“Police, police coming from over there,” Jabba replied.

"What is Luo Rui doing here?"

Jaba shook his head: "I don't know, but a lot of forces are looking for him! The news from the Grand Canyon is that Luo Rui passed through the Grand Canyon checkpoint during the day, so we have to catch him..."

Jabba held up one finger: "First, five hundred million US dollars is indeed a lot of money. It shouldn't be fake news. After all, even the government army has sent people over. The speed at which this news is spreading is wider than the war between the government army and KNU. It has a pretty big impact. We have to get this money."

Secondly, this Luo Rui is a policeman, and he's probably trying to get to Myawaddy and take over our industrial park. So, no matter what, we have to find him, at all costs!

Kundu nodded: "General Jaba is right, so what should we do?"

Jabba waved his hand with a smile: "No, no, it's not about what we do, it's about what I do. Kundu, we've been separated from KNU for so many years, what kind of order are we trying to establish? You should know that."

Kundu watched as he slowly approached, his heart pounding: "What exactly do you mean?"

"Great Protector, during the years you've managed Valais, the tributes you've paid to the higher authorities..."

Kundu immediately interrupted him: "I've already given all the offerings, and I've given every single organ every year."

"Where's the money?" Jaba spread his hands. "Your dividends from the China Timber Factory, the money you secretly earned from smuggling and human trafficking—where is it? Not only did you not hand it over..."

As Jaba spoke, he pointed at Likang and Shiva, the leader of the Boy Camp, who were standing beside him: "And he doesn't give a single penny. His men haven't even had a sip of soup. In our DKBA, every man has to pay an offering. Likang borrows money from me every year to pay his offering. Don't you find that ridiculous?"

Kundu looked at Likang and murmured, "Likang, you...you betrayed me?"

Li Kang shook his head: "It's not about betrayal. We've been fighting each other all along, isn't it all about money? We haven't received a single penny of the profits from the China Timber Factory. You've deposited it all into your overseas account."

Shiva also said, "The Boys' Camp needs military boots and enough to eat, but we are not getting enough to eat. General Jaba promised us that we would take over the China Timber Factory ourselves, so I'm sorry, Great Protector."

"You fucking..." Kun wanted to curse, but then he looked at Jaba: "The King of Ming appointed me to guard Valais, Jaba, you fucking dare to touch me?"

Jaba chuckled and replied, “Kundu, let me tell you, I could have done it a long time ago. Your subordinate Likang and all the officers in your Boy Camp contacted me more than a year ago, asking me to take over Valai. But I haven’t done anything to you because the Ming Kings haven’t given the order. What do you think I’m here for tonight? Who sent me? The Ming Kings have unanimously decided to send you to hell.”

Jaba raised his hand and said coldly, "So, Kundu, go to hell."

He waved his hand downwards, and five or six armed men standing in a row raised their guns.

"Da da da da..."

Bullets rained down, riddling Kundu's belly with bullet holes, and he collapsed onto the luxurious sofa.

The floor-to-ceiling glass window behind him shattered into pieces.

Jaba glanced at Kundu's corpse and looked at Shiva: "Lock up all of Kundu's wives and children, draw blood for tests, and send all those who meet the requirements to the hospital. Also, gather your cadet camp, along with our Karma Fire Company, a total of more than 300 people, and take them all with weapons to the China Timber Factory."

We have two objectives: first, to capture that policeman alive; and second, to take over the Zhonghua Timber Factory, under the pretext of harboring a fugitive.

Shiva nodded: "Understood, I'll take care of it right away."

Then, Jaba looked at Likang and said, "You guard Valai for now. The Ming King will send people to guard this place. Again, we are doing this for a noble ideal, not for personal gain."

Likang nodded: "Thank you, General Jabba."

Jaba let out a breath and led his men outside, whispering to a few of his trusted men, "There's a lot of gold and US dollars hidden in the basement of Kundu's house. Dig it all out, but don't let anyone else know. Carry it all back to the basement of our outpost, and don't record it. We'll divide it up when I get back."

Half an hour later, the plaza outside the building was filled with armed pickup trucks.

More than 300 armed men, sitting in vehicles, headed straight for the Zhonghua Timber Factory.

at the same time.

The mornings at the lumber mill were peaceful.

After playing football, Luo Rui and the Rohingya children went to the canteen for breakfast with everyone.

As soon as he sat down, He Dong whispered to him, "President Luo, what exactly are you thinking? Are you planning to build an armed force? Let me tell you, if you really do this, I'll support you for the first time. I'll provide the guns, okay?"

Luo Rui frowned and looked at Fang Yonghui and Jiang Feng, who were sitting at one end of the long table. One of them raised his eyebrows and the other shrugged, the meaning of which was self-evident: this young boss of the lumber mill seemed to be very ambitious.

However, it is conceivable that the more chaotic the place, the more a man would want to establish his ideal order. In particular, after thousands of years of cultural influence, Chinese people naturally feel that armed force is the most powerful weapon in their hands.

Luo Rui looked at He Dong's burning gaze and asked, "Isn't it better to do business peacefully? This isn't our place, why create so much trouble? Even the Americans use agents, they don't get involved themselves. Don't act recklessly. You know our identities, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Hearing this, He Dong sighed: "That's true. If we really do that, I think all the armed groups in northern Myanmar, whether it's the DKBA or the PNU, will come and wipe us out."

Luo Rui drank his porridge and ate his steamed bun, nodding: "Peace is better than anything else. We Chinese from Z country come here to make money, right? Actually, as long as you have money, let alone establishing any armed forces, even the DKBA will become your underlings."

"Like Mr. Mo?"

Luo Rui waved his hand: "What I said is not absolute. Money can solve many people's problems, but as long as their fundamental interests are touched, they will still pounce on us like vicious dogs."

He Dong nodded: "Okay, you make a good point, but what are you going to do next, Mr. Luo?"

"We'll leave after breakfast, Mr. He. You need to lend us a car and give us some weapons."

“That’s easy!” He Dong patted his shoulder, then lowered his head and asked, “President Luo, if you consider me one of your own, tell me, what exactly is the mission you’re carrying out?”

After thinking for a moment, Luo Rui answered honestly, "Anyway, this matter will be exposed sooner or later, so it won't hurt to tell you. We are going to the Fanbang Industrial Park in Myawaddy."

"Fanbang Industrial Park? What are we going there for?"

Luo Rui asked, "Do you know this place?"

He Dong nodded: "They're involved in telecom fraud; there are many such industrial parks in that area."

It's 2013 now. Luo Rui remembers that Asia Pacific New City was built in 2019. Once Asia Pacific New City was built, the scale of the fraud was huge, and there were also four major families that were just emerging.

However, at this time, telecom fraud has not yet developed on a large scale. Fanbang Park is considered the oldest telecom fraud site, and the methods it uses are also the old ones. Most of the time, it is carried out offline, through means such as tourism and recruitment to commit kidnapping and fraud.

Luo Rui asked, "Do you know anything about the situation inside the Fanbang Industrial Park?"

He Dong shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, but there are a lot of people doing business in that area, mainly in construction and trade. Most of the wealthy Chinese live in Mae Sot near the Friendship Bridge. The Thai area is a bit safer."

"Lin?"

"Yes, the Lin family is the largest Chinese family in Mae Sot, and their territory is all in Myawaddy."

Luo Rui nodded and began to eat.

Seeing that he was no longer going to talk, He Dong sighed, took a steamed bun from his bowl, and threw it to a Rohingya child standing at the entrance of the canteen.

The child caught it with both hands, a smile on his face.

Luo Rui looked at the child, whose face was beaming with a bright smile. The children who had played football with him earlier had already eaten breakfast, and their meals were exactly the same as what they were eating now.

He Dong has a very easygoing personality and is very kind to the Rohingya people. He doesn't realize that his actions are causing them any trouble.

Fang Yonghui and Jiang Feng also heard Luo Rui's words and left after finishing their meal.

So, the group quickly started eating.

After they finished eating, they had just stepped out of the cafeteria when they saw a group of barefoot children running towards them from the main entrance.

They had their shirts open, exposing their chests, which were soaked with sweat. Their hair was wet, their feet were covered in mud, and their legs were covered in weeds.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was the fastest runner, shouting something in a language that Luo Rui couldn't understand as he ran.

Upon seeing He Dong, the child rushed over.

He Dong immediately hugged him and asked, "What's wrong? Are you being chased by a ghost in the woods?"

The boy shook his head, swallowed, and replied in broken Chinese, "Bad guys are coming, lots of bad guys are coming!"

My mother sent me up the mountain to tell you that the road down there is full of bad people, lots of them. I ran ten kilometers to get here, and their cars couldn't keep up with me!

"A bad guy?" He Dong was startled. "Explain yourself, what bad guy?"

The boy, panting, said, "My mother said it was Jaba's army, with over thirty vehicles and several hundred men, heading towards the lumberyard."

"Several hundred people?" Fang Yonghui was startled.

Luo Rui looked at the woods by the gate and murmured, "Looks like we can't leave for the time being!"

He Dong gritted his teeth and shouted to Qiu Wenhe, who was standing some distance away, "Old Qiu, quickly gather the men! That bastard Jia Ba has gone into the mountains, and it looks like he's going to attack us. I'm going to find Uncle Jiang now and ask him what to do!"

At this moment, Luo Rui squatted down, looked at the boy, and asked, "How far are those people from the lumber mill?"

(End of this chapter)