Chapter 16: Human Trafficking

On the plane, one of Vasco's subordinates, out of curiosity, asked him.

"Why did Xiao say there is something so interesting in Myanmar? If it's such a good thing, shouldn't we respond to him?"

"Idiot." Not letting Vasco answer for him, another person yelled at the idiot in his face. He explained.

"In Myanmar, the political situation is very chaotic, often fighting in the streets to let the gangsters there divide power among themselves. Not only that but there is also a harrowing problem that no one has been able to solve for decades. Can you guess?"

"Human trafficking?"

"Yes." A voice came from the front row of seats.

It was Vasco. He leaned his head back in his chair, lighting a cigarette in his hand. The crimson fire flared up instantly, illuminating his face in the still night sky. He explained.

"To be more precise, it is the trafficking of women and children. If in Italy, we know Massimo about how he often buys women to satisfy his sexual needs. But that's just normal prostitution