He was arrested in Bangkok. I wonder if Thai bar girls were involved.
Here is the link.
You never know. One of my favorite Thai-Girl-Done-Me-Wrong Tales of Woe was a Danish bank robber who fled to Thailand with his loot 20 years ago. He fell in love with a bargirl, gave her the money for safekeeping, and she promptly disappeared, WITH the money of course! 
Now broke, he could not afford to move on, and Interpol finally caught up with him here. As far as I know, the money was never found, nor the girl.
But your story says the perp was arrested in Thailand. Might not have been Bangkok. Criminals seem to prefer Pattaya. Really.
A local news story said it was Bangkok. Which is a descriptive name for the town given your stories posted here, but I digress.
You mentioned that you are from my fair and noble state. And I’ve never seen you and Mr. Thompson together at the same time…
No, I am not from there. My mother was. I was raised in West Texas but born in another state altogether, although we did live in Fort Smith from when I was 2 years old to almost 6.
So this gun running, drug dealing, concrete stealing, Bangkok living guy is merely a relative of yours?
I’d rather not say.
Ferengi Rule of Acquisition number 214:
“A bar girl is not a Swiss bank.”
Ferengi is Malay. In Thailand, we’re farang. 
Sorry.
My lips are sealed.
Ferengi is Star Trek.
Such aphorisms as:
Sell a man a fish and you feed him for one day.
Teach a man to fish, you lose a steady customer.
Star Trek speaks Malay?? 