Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 332 Kitchen

"Be careful."

After a while of symbolic resistance, Guan Li asked Lin Kun to take out two pieces of chocolate from his bosom.

He couldn't stop the boss's invading hands at all.

What's more, he still wants to please the boss?

Can only follow!

Lin Kun quickly opened the package and stuffed the chocolate into his mouth.

After tasting the rich aroma of chocolate, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Guan Li turned his attention to the ward next to him, and he was relieved when he saw his sister-in-law was still making the sheets in the ward.

The way Lin Kun fumbled for the chocolate just now made Guan Li instantly think of a drug addict. The two have similar demeanor and expressions.

However, it is impossible for Lin Kun to be as embarrassing and hideous as a poisonous ghost.

On the contrary, there is a kind of handsomeness in the joke.

Gray hair is hard to hide.

"hehe."

"you know."

"I'm fine with that."

Lin Kun patted him on the shoulder with a smile all over his face.

Guan Li shook his head and sighed, "Wait and wipe your mouth clean."

"Let my sister-in-law find out that I'm finished."

"She knew it must be me."

"Hey! It's normal to be the little one for the big guy!" Lin Kun leaned against the wall and said with a wicked smile.

He ate most of the chocolate in a few bites, and his voice became much clearer.

Then he asked again: "That's right! What were you doing when I called you?"

Lin Kun just felt that he came a little late, so he asked casually with a normal expression.

But Guan Li's heart was still tight, and he replied wittily, "See the buyer."

"Huh?" Lin Kun frowned, wondering how Guan Li would meet the buyer.

The police have been watching so closely recently. This is a very dangerous thing. Could it be that there is a problem with the goods being traded?

Lin Kun didn't want anything to happen.

Guan Li hurriedly lowered his head, and quietly added: "I want to ship the goods myself."

After Guan Li finished speaking, he raised his head to observe Lin Kun's gaze.

Lin Kun's eyes immediately turned from accident to vigilance, and his eyelids sank, his facial muscles tensed, and his expression became very serious.

Guan Li wanted to take this opportunity to see if Lin Kun would allow him to ship, so as to test the location of the methamphetamine factory step by step.

With his experience working for Lin Kun for many years, maybe Lin Kun will really give him a chance.

What's more, Lin Kun's health is not good.

It is quite possible to let your guard down.

This is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

It is also where Guan Lizui is clever.

I saw Lin Kun looking left and right, instinctively distinguishing the situation. After confirming that the passers-by, doctors and nurses in the corridor were not paying attention to the two, he waved to Guan Li and said, "Come here."

Guan Li took a step forward and said in a low voice, "I want to sell the goods by myself, and I want to buy a house."

"How much?"

Lin Kun looked at him and asked.

"Four sets."

Guan Li replied calmly.

Lin Kun immediately asked him back: "I ask how much you want to buy a house!"

"You let me earn it myself, don't you need to pay back what you borrowed?" Guan Li said earnestly, and Lin Kun asked again: "Who is the buyer?"

"You can't say that! You taught me!" After Guan Li answered, he stared closely at Lin Kun's eyes, only to see Lin Kun fell into silence, then stopped talking, and walked forward while leaning on the wall.

Guan Li hurriedly followed, gently helping Lin Kun into the ward. Although Lin Kun has not agreed for the time being, Guan Li knows that there is a chance, and when the boss finishes thinking about it, it is very likely that he will really let him ship a batch of goods.

As long as this step is done, it is easy to know the location of the kitchen.

"really do not know."

"Is eating chocolate a drug addiction?"

Half an hour later, Guan Li walked out of the hospital gate, took out the last piece of chocolate left in his pocket, and stared at the chocolate for a long time in thought.

Finally, he came up with an answer: "For Lin Kun, it definitely counts."

...

Guan Li understands that real addiction is always desire. Drug addicts satisfy their desires with drug addiction, and those with a sweet tooth rely on chocolate to satisfy their desires.

Lin Kun keeps saying that people who sell drugs must not take drugs.

But he was also a drug addict.

...

Guan Li left the hospital gate and saw Lin Kun's young and beautiful sister-in-law standing beside the car waiting for him.

Guan Li shook his head, he had no interest in the little girl, so he could only drive his sister-in-law home.

However, when he met a young woman recently, he suddenly felt very itchy and interested.

He likes it.

...

The next day, the director's office.

Just as Zhuang Shikai sat down with a cup of coffee, Uncle Biao knocked gently at the door.

"Da da da."

"Please come in."

Uncle Biao walked into the office after getting his consent.

Zhuang Shikai was opening a document and looking down.

Uncle Biao stood in front of his desk and reported: "Sir Zhuang has found out."

"No one in the police force is following Guan Li! It is the customs personnel who are following Guan Li!"

This time, Uncle Biao, in addition to checking the anti-crime and anti-drug departments in the police force, to see if they are doing anything wrong. Moreover, another team was sent to follow Guan Li.

Although they are often thrown off by Guan Li, their focus is not on Guan Li.

The team soon discovered that there was indeed another wave of people following Guan Li normally, and the two waves of people fought wits and courage, and finally confirmed that they were people from the customs.

Zhuang Shikai had a very bad impression of the customs, and when he heard Uncle Biao say that he was a member of the customs, he immediately thought of something important and preached displeasedly.

"Arrange some time, I'm going to go to the customs myself."

"Also, you tell the guys to keep an eye on it."

Zhuang Shikai lifted the file folder and preached aloud.

Zhou Huabiao nodded immediately: "Yes! Sir!"

Since the incident after the ice, the relationship between the police force and customs has become very tense. Moreover, in the name of "anti-smuggling", the customs often stepped over the border and went to the police force to gain credit for the anti-drug team.

After all, every yamen is for achievements.

Only when there is political performance can there be funding, and only when there is funding can there be benefits.

If you don't do political achievements, those with small achievements will have nothing to eat, and those with big achievements will not be able to rise to the top.

Therefore, it is easy to understand why the customs continue to engage in "anti-smuggling".

But "anti-smuggling" belongs to "anti-smuggling". If you fight with the anti-drug team all day long, isn't it meaningless? The Customs and Excise Department has become the disciplinary department with the second worst relationship with the Police Force after the ICAC.

However, some people near the customs have been very effective in the anti-drug campaign, and have achieved a lot of political achievements for the director of the customs. In the end, a lot of funds were approved for the anti-drug team, and now the customs anti-drug team is more elite than the anti-drug team.

It's normal for Zhuang Shikai to be unhappy with the people at the customs. However, considering that the relationship between the two parties is not considered good, one phone call might not be enough for the customs to withdraw an investigation team.

It is normal for customs to delay receiving the news for a few days.

But now is the time to scramble for the second, and the arrow is on the string.

Therefore, Zhuang Shikai had to go to the customs in person and ask them to evacuate immediately!

...

Kowloon.

A factory building.

"Boom boom boom."

Guan Li came to the twelfth floor, looked left and right, and knocked lightly on the iron door.

This is the kitchen of the meth factory.

Surveillance is installed on all sides, and there are extra-thick steel doors.

It's generally safe.

There was an accident in the "kitchen" of the methamphetamine factory last night. The master in charge of making the drug bought the wrong ingredients, causing a large number of goods to be almost scrapped.

Lin Kun hurriedly called Guan Li to pick him up and leave the hospital.

However, due to physical reasons, Lin Kun did not avoid Ali anymore.

Instead, let Ali drive him to the kitchen.

This allowed Ali to know the location of the kitchen for the first time. Later, when Lin Kun was inspecting the raw materials, he found that there were problems with the chemical composition of a batch of ingredients.

Then Lin Kun did it himself, re-decomposed the raw materials, and then made the raw materials into finished products.

A large number of losses were successfully recovered, and all the ingredients were scrapped.

Masters go to buy new ones.

Through this incident, Lin Kun also realized that his physical problems were serious, and he might not be able to work for many years.

So Lin Kun took out four sets of "Hong Kong papers" and handed them to Ali, and asked Ali to give them to the buyer himself. The meaning of cultivating successors was very clear.

These "Hong Kong papers" are still in his car for the time being, and he decided to hand them over to Sir Zhuang in two days.

Today, a big customer placed an order for 40 sets of "Hong Kong paper", and Lin Kun ordered Ali to go to the kitchen to pick up the goods.

Ali himself is in charge of the "car". Since he already knows the location of the kitchen, it doesn't matter if he asks Ali to pick up the goods directly.

What's more, Lin Kun is going to have an operation today.

There was no room for delivery at all.

"It is you?"

The door opened a crack.

A wrinkled middle-aged face appeared inside.

After seeing the figure outside, he looked left and right, let go of his guard, and opened the door.

Ali walked into the room and said: "Brother Kun is having surgery today, let me ask you to pick up the goods."

"The goods are all ready." The middle-aged man supported his knees, limped towards the chair, and pointed to the corner next to him.

A black handbag was placed in the corner. Ali stepped forward and opened the zipper, and forty sets of "Hong Kong Paper" wrapped with tape were neatly stacked in the bag.

"I'm leaving." Guan Li picked up his bag, glanced around the kitchen, turned around and walked towards the door.

"No!" The lame man sat on the chair and said.

In addition, a few dumb people were sitting beside them, eating their lunches.

The lunch on their plates is very simple, with green vegetables, fried meat, mineral water, and no big fish or meat at all.

It doesn't look like they are part of a drug cartel.

Guan Li didn't leave a mark, opened the door and left the kitchen.

There was no extra contact between the two parties.

Didn't even ask for a name.

Because without Brother Kun present, they would not communicate in private. After all, who knows the details of the other party? Do you know if the other party is a human or a ghost? Making drugs is taking your life to make money! no one is stupid 1

And the cripple and the mutes in the room are the masters in the methamphetamine factory, and there are a few "helpers".

...

"Why don't you come down?"

Underground parking lot of the building.

A car and a van were parked nearby.

A customs member in the driver's seat of the car said after asking, "Is the order too small?"

"He didn't come to the factory?"

The customs inspector sat in the back row and cursed: "We ordered forty sets! That's not enough!"

The customs inspector was dressed in a suit with an arrogant expression on his face.

At the moment, he is sitting in the car eating a bag of potato chips.

He was the male officer in charge of tracking on the rooftop that day.

At this time, Guan Li took out the car keys from his pocket, carried a black handbag, and walked towards the Honda sedan.

"he came!"

The eyes of the customs officer in the driver's seat lit up, and the customs inspector immediately stepped forward. After seeing the black bag in Guan Li's hand, he said in a firm tone: "The factory is right there! Pull people!"

The customs followed him for more than half a year, but was thrown away by Lin Kun's driver every day. This time I finally followed!

Big guys.

Ask for a monthly ticket!