The Monster I Was Redeemed

In Wu Ke's imagination, Jia Dong should be scared and dare not continue to drive on this mountain road, so he slowed down. The next step is to kill him with a gun.

But he didn't expect that after slowing down, the other party did not choose to resist with a gun, but turned the car head and rushed down the cliff directly!

The off-road vehicle broke through the guardrail and soared into the air like a Tibetan antelope flying over a cliff.

The only difference is that one is flying over a cliff, and the other is falling into the abyss.

Wu Ke braked suddenly and stopped by the roadside, and got out of the car to check.

As soon as he looked out, a heat wave hit him from bottom to top, pushing him to the ground.

Then there was a loud bang.

The off-road vehicle turned into a ball of fire and kept rolling on the hillside.

Fortunately, there were rocks and little vegetation around, otherwise the fire department would have to go there.

"What's going on?"

Wu Ke was dumbfounded.

According to his experience, the explosion just now was definitely caused by a high-powered bomb.

But what does it mean to install a bomb on your own car?

Die together?

If you are not careful on this mountain road, you will end up in an irreversible situation.

With the power of the explosion just now, it will definitely not be a problem to take me away.

If Jia Dong is desperate, he should stop the car and take me with him.

Anyway, he will die, why let me go?

This is exactly what Wu Ke is puzzled about.

Wu Ke briefly checked the situation around him, then returned to the car and retrieved the video of the car surveillance.

After confirming that Jia Dong did not jump out of the car just before jumping off the cliff, he drove back to the woods.

"Captain Wu, are you okay?"

Seeing Wu Ke driving the explosion-proof car back, Jin Pingan, who was shivering alone in the dark woods, immediately came up.

"Let's go to the mountain first."

Wu Ke couldn't see through Jia Dong's purpose for this trip, so he could only put this matter aside for the time being.

Compared with Jia Dong, who came out halfway, the drug den on the mountain was their main target this time.

The residents in the village had long been awakened by the gunfight on the mountain.

But according to the on-site intelligence sent by the assault team, the drug dealers were almost dead.

With no employers, Wu Ke naturally didn't need to care about the road watchers at the foot of the mountain, and drove straight up the mountain.

Wu Ke led Jin Pingan into the small temple.

Smelling the strong smell of blood in the temple, Jin Pingan frowned subconsciously.

Fortunately, there was still a complete body in the yard. If he saw the broken body in the lobby, he would have to vomit.

The two did not stay in the yard for a long time, but led by one of the team members, walked into a side room, and then went down the stairs to the basement.

As soon as they entered the door, Wu Ke and Jin Pingan's eyes fell on a middle-aged man with glasses.

After all, in a room full of fully armed special police, he was the only one wearing a white dust-proof suit.

This sense of existence was like a fly landing on the head of a balding programmer.

Wu Ke frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Are you the drug master they hired?"

The man lowered his head and looked depressed: "Yes."

If he falls into the hands of the anti-drug team, his future fate will be almost the same as the corpse above, or even worse.

After all, before he dies, he has to endure the fear of the death penalty approaching day by day.

Facing the doomed ending, how can the man's spirit be high?

For such people who are afraid only when they are about to die, Wu Ke has seen many.

After confirming the man's true identity, he sent a team to take him back to the anti-drug team.

The rest of the people stayed to deal with the corpse and a room full of chemical raw materials.

"Are these the raw materials for making drugs?"

Jin Ping'an, who was idle, pointed to the plastic bucket in the corner and asked: "Don't I remember that the raw material of white flour is tablets?"

Wu Ke glanced at the basement that looked like a small chemical factory and whispered: "What is made here is not traditional goods, but new drugs synthesized by chemical synthesis."

Compared with traditional tablets, goods obtained by chemical synthesis.

Not only is the cost lower, but the raw materials are also much easier to get.

With the development of modern chemistry, as long as you are willing to study hard, there are ways to bypass those controlled substances and synthesize what you want through other channels.

Or simply use other materials to synthesize controlled substances first, and then synthesize ice.

And as long as the materials are sufficient, the output is far higher than traditional goods.

Jin Ping'an's eyes widened: "Is this ice? No wonder it's so hard to find clues."

"Not only ice, but other things."

Wu Ke shook his head: "What gives us the most headaches is not the first-generation traditional goods synthesized from diacetylmorphine, but these second- and third-generation new goods.

These things can be synthesized through chemical agents, which are more concealed and more difficult to track. As you said, if you want to catch these guys, you can only rely on the clues of informants."

Wu Ke's eyes turned around, pointing to the two plates of crystals on the table that had not yet been packaged, and continued: "The market price of these things is extremely high.

If you buy from others, the purchase price per gram is about 100 yuan. If you synthesize it yourself, you have to count the raw materials and other miscellaneous expenses.

The cost per gram is actually only a few yuan or more than ten yuan, and the highest will not exceed 50.

But do you know how much these things cost on the black market? A gram of high-purity ice can be sold for at least 600 or 700 or even thousands.

With profits returning dozens of times, countless people take desperate risks every day. This is the real reason why no matter how we fight against drugs, we cannot eliminate them. "

Section Chief Wu breathed a sigh of relief when he said this, with lingering fatigue appearing in his eyes.

What they are fighting against has never been these chemicals, but an immortal monster composed of human desires.

Jin Pingan bit his lip unconsciously and looked at everything in the basement with a complicated expression.

Tons of chemical raw materials are piled in the corner by categories.

How much would it weigh if it were all made into a finished product?

If all these things were leaked out, how many families would be harmed?

If there are underground laboratories like this, there are many in Qianhua City...

Hypotheses flashed through Jin Pingan's mind.

"...I don't have anything to do with the criminal police team for the time being. If you need my help in the future, just contact me directly."

"Um. "

………………

Ai Liang, who was in his bedroom, opened his eyes.

Jia Dong's remaining consciousness and spiritual connection completely disappeared, which meant that he was already dead and could no longer die.

The mind puppet is just a tool used to transmit consciousness.

It does not possess any special abilities or physique.

In addition to carrying the spirit like this, they need to eat, drink, and drink to maintain life activities just like normal people.

For example, the puppet of the Thousand-Faced Man, before he lowered his will, still behaved according to the original behavior, and others could not see any clues.

It's just that the Thousand-Faced Man prefers to find people with strangely adapted physiques as spiritual puppets than ordinary people.

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