When A Snail Falls In Love

Chapter 49

At the China- Myanmar border.

The water of the Mekong River was flowing rapidly, green trees looming on both sides of the river.

On the highway behind the mountain, a military vehicle braked all of the sudden, a number of armed soldiers jumped out of the car and rushed into the jungle.  After a while, they had surrounded the hillside area.

The branches shook and a woman with both hands holding her head stumbled out from the jungle. Several days as a fugitive made her look ragged along with a pale expression on her face. A soldier grabbed her by the hair, another soldier had a rifle pointed behind her waist. The woman screamed then fell onto her knees.

“Inform the Chinese police.” An officer said in Burmese: “We’ve caught “Brother Lu”, ask them…”

“Bang.” A faint but very clear explosion sound was heard.

The officer’s sentence stopped short; on his dark eyebrow appeared a bullet hole, his face stiffened, blood instantly gushed out. All the soldiers around got frightened to see him fall on his back.

“There’s an ambush! Caution!” The soldiers exclaimed.

Responding to them was the sound of machine gun fire coming from outside the jungle. After a few minutes, there was jungle leaves and dust flying everywhere, it overwhelmed the atmosphere, the group of soldiers had been shot dead into a bloody mess, were lying on the ground.

“Brother Lu” was lying on the ground; her body was quivering during the gunfire. Only when the jungle had returned to its original quietness, had she looked up. Under the blazing sun, there were couple of Jeep cars parked next to the road. Several men were carrying guns and standing on the roof of the cars, having indifferent smiles. A car slowly opened it’s door for her.

“Brother Lu” got up from the ground; from the corner of her mouth a smile slowly emerged.  

The heavily armed convoy sped on the jungle road. A northern Burma independence army flag hung on top of the car, fluttering in the wind.

“Brother Lu” knelt in the car traveling in the middle of the convoy to kiss on a man’s shoes.  

A very big and strong man was wearing a dark gray camouflage uniform. On the bronzed face were a pair of fierce and brutal eagle eyes and a light pink scar. He pulled “brother Lu” up, into his embrace. He stared at her and whispered in Burmese: “You’re my woman, nobody is allowed to kill you.”

“Brother Lu” nodded and answered in choppy Burmese: “I’ll help you sell more goods (people) to Southeast Asia, make even more money.”

After they finished speaking, the two kissed voraciously.

The Lin City thousands of kilometers away were immersed in the sunshine, the early summer wind was cool. That and the jungle with blazing hot weather were two completely different worlds.  

Just as he had arrived inside the city, Ji Bai had received a phone call from the director ordering him to go directly to the provincial police station to join in the meeting of the provincial chiefs.

At the meeting, Ji Bai reported the outcome of the arrest operation. The deputy director in charge of outreach said: “According to a reliable source, “Brother Lu” is likely to have fled to Burma. Through the China-Burma criminals’ office, we contacted the Burma police to request them to arrest “brother Lu” as soon as possible and send her to us.”

A deputy director in charge of criminal investigation frowned, said: “I heard recently the situation in northern Burma is very chaotic, hopefully, their arrest action will be effective.”