I’ve been in Malaysia recently, and I remembered an experience I had the previous time I was there.
It was late in the night, we had just landed in Kuala Lumpur, and we were in a rush to take a taxi to our hotel. We soon realized that is pointless to bargain for a better fare in KL; the prices were fixed, so we just hopped into the first taxi from the lane.
We were in a good mood – like everyone is after a safe landing, so we were joking, taking pictures and talking loudly.
The taxi driver started to enjoy our company, so he joined along with stories and suggestions for things to do in Kuala Lumpur.
The drive from KL International Airport (KLIA) to the city center is almost an hour long, more than enough to make a strong friendship, so our new friend revealed us the biggest of his secrets – he was a secret agent, working undercover as a taxi driver.
We didn’t believe him at first, but after showing us his badge and pictures of him in uniform, or from his time in school, we realized we were indeed in a very interesting company. We had just landed in Malaysia less than 2 hours before, and now a secret agent was taking us to our hotel.
After hearing his secret, of course, we asked him tons of questions. Our friend was in charge of identifying wrongdoings – such as traffic of narcotics, near KLIA. He told us that it happened to have clients in his taxi while he pulled over other cars to arrest unlawful people. Luckily for us, that didn’t happen while we were in his vehicle.
Our driver/undercover agent was born in Malaysia’s countryside, and his professional achievements were a great pride for him and his family. However, there were times when the pressure from his job would make him want to quit. Dealing with criminals isn’t easy.
When we got to the hotel, our new friend invited us to exchange numbers and told us he is available to take us back to the airport when we decide to depart Malaysia. We never called him again, as we had a feeling of unease about him.