Chapter 21 Chapter Twenty

Death is a stage.a temporary state.A journey to the afterlife.Kanya thought he could understand it completely if he just meditated on the theory, but Jaidi... Jaidi is dead, they will never see each other again, and no matter what afterlife Jaidi gets, no matter how many candles Kanya burns No matter how much incense and offerings are made, Jaydi will never be Jaydi again, and his wife will never come back. His two sons who are brave enough to fight can only bear the loss and endure the pain. pain.Suffering is the only truth in this world.But let those two children laugh happily for a while, and experience the soft part of life for a while.Perhaps this desire to take care of their children will tie parents to the wheel of the six realms and keep them from reincarnating—if so, let it be.Children deserve this pampering.As Kanya bikes across the city to the Ministry of the Environment and where Jaidi's children are being housed, there's only one thing on her mind: The child deserves this little pampering.

All streets are already controlled by white shirts.Thousands of her colleagues took to the streets, closing off what was regarded as a jewel by the Ministry of Trade.The entire Ministry of the Environment is furious, and they barely hide it. The Tigers of Bangkok fell.Their father was slaughtered.The living saint has fallen. The pain was like they had lost Sewubu Nakashaten again.The environment ministry's mourning is bound to spark mourning across the city.And, if all goes according to General Pracha's plan, even the Ministry of Trade and Akarat will have to mourn.Finally the Ministry of Trade has overreached.Even Bromberkady said someone had to pay for the indignity.

At the gate of the Ministry of Environment, she showed her pass and entered the compound.She rode along the brick trail, through teak and banana groves, to the residential area.Jaidi's family has always lived in a small, modest house.Simplicity is exactly Jaidi's character.Now, the remaining members of his family live in a much smaller place than before.A great man with such a tragic end.What he deserves is by no means these moldy, rough concrete houses. Kanya lives in a bigger house than Jaidi used to, and she lives alone.Kanya leaned her bike against the wall and stared at the humble house in front of her.This is one of those places that the Ministry of Environment has left behind.There was a clump of weeds and a broken swing in front of the house.Not far away is a weedy sepak takraw field where employees of the Ministry of Environment sometimes play.At this hour, no one was playing, and the nets slumped dejectedly in the hot air.

Kanya stood outside the dilapidated building, watching a group of children playing.None of Jaidi's children were among them.Surat and Niwo appeared to be in the house.Perhaps preparing an urn for his funeral, asking monks to chant prayers to help him survive the journey of reincarnation.She took a breath.What an unpleasant task. why me?She thought, why me? She had always suspected that Jaidy knew about the extra cuts she was getting for herself and her men.But Jaidi was different from them.Jaidi is pure and without blemish.Jaidi does the job because he believes in it.He's not like Kanya.An angry, skeptical Kanya.He is not like everyone else.Others just do the job because of the potential for a lot of money and the attractiveness of the white uniform (who also has the power to confiscate her fried rice cart).

Jaidi fought like a tiger in life, but died like a thief.He was mutilated, his eviscerated, and eaten by wild dogs, Cheshire cats, and crows, so there wasn't really much left of his body.Jaidi's penis was stuffed into his mouth and his face was bloodied - such a head was sent to the territory of the Ministry of Environment.This is an invitation to war - as long as the Ministry of the Environment finds out who the enemy really is.In private discussions, everyone pointed the finger at the trade ministry.But only Kanya knows exactly who the enemy really is.She told no one of Jaidi's last act.

Shame burned Kanya.She started walking up the stairs.Her heart beat like thunder in her chest.Why couldn't that honor-seeking Jaidi take his eyes off the Ministry of Trade?Why couldn't he have been warned sooner?And now, she had to meet his son.She had to tell those two brave boys that their father was a good fighter with a pure heart.Also, I have to get his equipment back.Sorry, that thing belongs to the Ministry of Environment. Kanya knocked on the door and hurried down the stairs to let his family clear the house.A boy opened the door, whom she recognized as Surat.He gave her a deep salute, then called into the room, "It's Sister Kanya." Soon, Jaidi's mother-in-law appeared at the door.Kanya gave a Namaste salute, and the old lady returned the salute even more.She invites Kanya in.

"Sorry to bother you." "No." Her eyes were red.The two boys stared at her gravely.Both sides are a little at a loss as to what to do.After a while, the old lady finally said, "Are you here to take his things?" Kanya was too embarrassed to speak, but she nodded reluctantly.Jaidi's mother-in-law led her into a bedroom.All kinds of things are placed in a mess, showing how sad the old lady is.The children watched the scene.The old lady pointed to a small table and a box crowded in a corner, which contained Jaidi's property and documents he had read before he died. "That's all?" Kanya asked.

The old lady shrugged dully, "These are the things he carried with him when the house burned down. I never touched them. He sent them here before going to the temple." Kanya smiled awkwardly, "Kha. Yes. Sorry. Of course." "Why did they do this to him? Didn't they do enough?" Kanya shrugged helplessly, "I don't know." "Will you find them? Will you avenge him?" She hesitated.Niwo and Surat looked at her seriously.Their childlike nature has completely disappeared.They have nothing.Kanya bowed his head deeply and performed Namaste, "I will find them. I swear. Even if it costs me my life."

"Are you obliged to take his things?" Kanya forced a smile. "That's the rule. I should have come earlier, but..." She broke off. "We thought the limelight would turn back so he could go back to his post. If there's any personal belongings or memorabilia in here , I'll return it to you. But I'll have to take his equipment." "Of course. Those things are worth a lot of money." Kanya nodded.She knelt down beside the wooden box containing the papers and equipment.Inside was a disorganized pile: documents, papers, envelopes, and standard equipment from the Ministry of the Environment.An extra swivel blade for the spring pistol, a baton, his zipper wristband, papers, all piled together.

Kanya imagined Jaidy putting things in the box.He had lost Chaya, and soon all the rest would be too.He didn't bother to put all these things in order.Kanya began to sort the clutter.She found a photo of Jaidi with Pracha when he was a police trainee, and they both looked young and confident.After thinking about it, she took it out and put it on the table. She picked up her head.The old lady had left the room, but Niwo and Surat were still here, staring at her like two crows.She handed them the photo.It took a while before Niwo reached out to take it and showed it to his brother. Kanya quickly went through the rest of the suitcase.Everything that belongs to the Ministry of Environment appears to be here.She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.That way she doesn't have to come again.A small teak box caught her eye.She opens it.Inside is the Muay Thai champion medal that Jaidy won.Kanya hands them to the silent children.The two of them gathered together to see the proof of their father's glory.Meanwhile, Kanya roughly skims through the file.

"There's something else in here," Nivol said, holding up an envelope. "Is this for us too?" "Is it with the medal?" Kanya shrugged and continued to check the contents of the box, "What's inside?" "photo." Kanya looked up in confusion, "Let me see." Niwo gave her the photos.Kanya scanned quickly.These seemed to be Jaidi's records of some kind of people he considered suspicious, and Akarat was featured in quite a few of them.There is also Farang, and many photos are taken of Farang.Groups of men and women, smiling, hovered around the minister like ghosts, ready to suck his blood.But Akarat stood beside them unaware, smiling, looking very happy.Kanya scrolls through more photos.Most were people she didn't know, but one could guess they were Farang traders.Here's a fat man, all fat from foreign calories, presumably a PureCard or Agro-based agent visiting Anglet, trying to please some dignitary while the Ministry of Trade is in power, So as to get some benefits in this newly opened kingdom.The other photo was of the guy named Carlisle, the one who just lost an airship.Kanya smiled slightly, this guy must be heartbroken.She flipped through the photo and took a sudden, sharp breath.She was shocked. "What's that?" Nivo asked. "What's the matter with you?" "It's nothing," Kanya said with difficulty, "I'm fine." This photo was taken of her.She was drinking with the Minister of Trade on the cruise ship that Akarat usually used to have fun.The telephoto lens, the image is blurry, but there is no doubt that it is her. Jaidi already knew. Kanya stared blankly at the photo, barely breathing.She stared at the picture, thinking about fate and responsibility, while Jaidi's two sons stood beside her, looking at her seriously.Jaidi never mentioned the photo before his death.And what would a man as noble as Jaidi think after he got this photo, and why didn't he expose her.She looked at this picture and struggled fiercely in her heart.Finally, she made up her mind, pulled out the photo and put it in her pocket.All other photos should be placed in the original envelope. "Is that a clue?" Kanya nodded gravely.The boys also nodded in response.They didn't ask much.They are all good boys. She carefully re-examined the room to see if there was any evidence she had missed, but she found nothing.Finally, she bent down and lifted the box containing the equipment and papers.The suitcase was heavy, but it was nothing compared to the picture of her sitting like a cobra in her breast pocket. Once outside, she forced herself to take a few deep breaths.She felt the stench of shame filling her nostrils.She couldn't look back at the two children watching her at the door, the two orphans who would pay for their father's steadfastness and bravery.They were suffering, and that was because their father had chosen a match worthy of him.He refused to overturn the food trucks and night market stalls that were completely irresistible, and chose a real enemy, one that could neither be defeated nor show mercy.Kanya closed her eyes. I tried to stop you.You should not go there.I tried. She strapped the boxes to the rack of her bike and rode across the compound.When she arrived at the main office building, she had completely calmed down. General Prachar stood in the shadow of a banana tree, smoking a Gold Leaf cigarette.She met his gaze without fear, which surprised herself.She walked over and saluted him. The general nodded to her, "Did you bring his things?" Kanya nodded. "Have you seen his son, too?" She nods again. His brow furrowed. "They pissed in our house and dumped his body on our doorstep. It couldn't have been possible, but they did it, in our Ministry of the Environment compound Give us a gauntlet." He extinguished the cigarette in his hand. "You've been promoted, Captain Kanya. From now on, you're in charge of Jaidi's men. It's time for us to rise up and fight, as Jaidi has always wanted. Let the blood of the Ministry of Trade wash away our shame, Captain. Take back the face we lost."