As the reports came in, everyone who heard the news found it hard to believe.
Was the world really this dangerous now? In just one night, one incident after another had erupted, as if there were no end to them!
Although everyone in Cambodia admitted that government officials like them were somewhat inclined to do nothing and just line their pockets, Cambodia had usually been peaceful, with no major incidents.
Cambodia was not like neighboring Siam, where the king would stir up trouble today, install a general, and bring down some prime minister or other. Then tomorrow there would be some other prime minister, followed by some kind of military coup. It was downright surreal. In short, if Siam did not cause trouble every couple of years, the people in charge of their government would feel uneasy.
But Cambodia was different. This was a Buddhist nation, and everyone believed in Buddha. Otherwise, the people would not put up with everything without resistance.
But with one incident after another tonight, it was seriously baffling.
The person in charge of Siem Reap waved his hand, telling the irrelevant people to leave first. What he was about to discuss was not something everyone could take part in.
"Everyone knows who Soka is. Did he contact any of you tonight?" the person in charge of Siem Reap asked.
The crowd exchanged glances, but no one said they had been contacted.
Every single person present had dealings with Soka. As for what had happened tonight, several of them had actually received calls from him. But who would be stupid enough to admit it here in the conference room?
No one might care if they admitted it now. But who could guarantee that certain people would not stab them in the back afterward? So everyone kept