Chapter 897: Underground Black Workshop
Zhao Guangming couldn't convince himself in the end, what happened just now was a false alarm, so he walked to the back of his office, and on one of the walls, with medium force, he slapped the same place three times in a row.
Suddenly, only a clicking sound was heard, and the walls parted from it, revealing a passageway.
Zhao Guangming walked straight in, and the passage closed quickly, if someone came into the office at this time, he couldn't see anything unusual about the office.
On the other side, Qin Lang did drive the car away, and the place where he drove out was still a little far away from the Beinai Paper Mill.
No one caught up, and Qin Lang was not surprised by this.
That shrewd fat man shouldn't be sitting still, and it is estimated that he has already begun to make small movements at this time.
He was sure that there were two reasons why Zhao Guangming had a problem.
One point is that a pair of clogs appeared in Zhao Guangming's office.
Even if Zhao Guangming didn't have an affair with the group of Japanese people on Loquat Mountain, at least he had seen the Japanese people, and from a certain Japanese person, he asked for a pair of clogs.
If this is not a doubt, then when he deliberately said that the Beinai Paper Mill was doing business with Indians and Japanese people, the discoloration in Zhao Guangming's eyes was very revealing.
If it weren't for the weakness of the heart, if it wasn't for the alarm, that touch of different color would never have appeared in the situation at that time.
Qin Lang parked the car and walked towards the wall of the Beinai Paper Mill by himself.
The location of the fence chosen by Qin Lang was the back door of the paper mill.
After entering, Qin Lang touched the front of the yellow three-story building from behind.
On the surface, this large area belongs to the Beinai Paper Mill, and what can be seen on the bright side is also the factory, warehouse, raw materials, and busy workers, but Qin Lang is sure that Zhao Guangming is just a cover for making paper here.
He still remembered that the middle-aged worker told him that Zhao Guangming not only did not make money in the paper business, but lost money, if Zhao Guangming was really a qualified businessman, then he would definitely take countermeasures, either to close the paper mill, or to introduce equipment to expand the scale of production, but Zhao Guangming did not do any of this, as if he let the paper mill lose money.
No businessman wants to lose money in vain, and Li Ka-shing is no exception.
This North Nai Paper Mill should be in addition to papermaking, but also secretly operating another business!
And if it is secretly doing this kind of shady business, then with Zhao Guangming's shrewd personality, this kind of behavior should be within the scope of control, so the place to do the work should be placed as close to his office as possible, which should be considered by Zhao Guangming.
Even, Qin Lang suspected that Zhao Guangming's office did not have a secret door connecting that secret place.
After Qin Lang stopped, he first sniffed the smell around him with his nose, well, there was only the pungent smell of chemical products such as bleach used in pulp and paper.
In addition, everything else is normal.
Of course, it's also possible that other scents are masked.
This can't help Qin Lang, his nose can't smell anything, his eyes can't see anything, and he has a big killing weapon that no one else has.
Divine Sense!
At that moment, Qin Lang released his divine consciousness and began to search underground!
Consciousness is inherently invisible, and perhaps there is something special in this world that can insulate the detection of divine consciousness, but at least, it does not include dirt.
Qin Lang's divine consciousness sank five meters deep underground, and centered on the place where he was standing, it began to radiate and spread to the surrounding ground.
Just a few seconds later, Qin Lang made a discovery.
Divine scans showed that just outside the small yellow three-story building, there was something strange underground.
The foundation of the small yellow building is stable, but the foundation near it has been artificially hollowed out, and there is a basement about five meters deep, where zĂ i is still preserved.
Moreover, this basement is not led by a door on the surface, there are only two doors, one is located in Zhao Guangming's office, and the other door extends farther away, directly to the area of the Beinai paper mill, in a manhole cover outside the fence.
It's very remote, but it's an entrance, and it is estimated that the workers of the North Nai Paper Mill did not know that there would be such an entrance on that yellow mud mountain.
Qin Lang withdrew his divine sense.
It's enough to be able to detect this.
After a while, Qin Langshun entered Zhao Guangming's office.
At this time, it was the time to go to work, almost no one was hanging out outside, and Zhao Guangming didn't expect Qin Lang to turn back, so there was no one on duty in the office building.
Qin Lang entered Zhao Guangming's office, and with a slight sweep of his senses, he knew where the secret door was.
After all, a wall with uneven thickness, different from other places of the same thickness, is where the secret door is.
And opening this secret door did not stump Qin Lang.
After Qin Lang tried a few times, he used Zhao Guangming's method to slap the wall three times, and Shun opened the secret door.
A passage unfolded in front of Qin Lang.
Qin Lang stepped straight in, and his figure flashed away.
The door to the passage closed quickly, leaving no trace outside.
Qin Lang knew that Zhao Guangming was engaged in such a secret place, so naturally it was not An's good intentions.
This underground world should be a factory.
As for whether it was poisonous, or a fake ticket, or a black-hearted processing factory, Qin Lang was too lazy to guess, anyway, he would soon find out the truth.
Sure enough, walking directly along the passage with lights installed on the wall, Qin Lang soon smelled a special smell.
It is a smell that belongs to the drug.
At this moment, Qin Lang knew why Zhao Guangming would rather lose money and run the Beinai Paper Mill.
The operation of the paper mill produces a pungent odor that is enough to mask the smell of the underground black medicine factory.
At the same time, the wastewater sent by the paper mill is also irritating, and the sewage from the pharmaceutical factory can be added directly to the papermaking wastewater.
In this way, the pharmaceutical factory can operate unscrupulously without fear of being exposed.
After walking for a while, Qin Lang stopped in a corner, and more than ten meters in front of him, the space suddenly became larger, it was a large space similar to a workshop, where the machine was running, there were grinders, dryers, tablet presses, etc., forming a whole production line from pharmaceutical raw materials to making drugs.
Moreover, most of them are machine production, and there are very few workers, only five or six people.
In addition, dehumidification and noise reduction equipment is installed around the area, so even though production is taking place here, no one outside can hear the movement.
There is no doubt that this is an underground workshop that illegally produces counterfeit medicines.
Qin Lang remained silent and looked at Zhao Guangming.
Zhao Guangming was talking to a short and fat man with a beard.
Then he heard the short and fat man scolding "Baga", and then went on to say something like asking Zhao Guangming to pay more attention.
"Wa people?"
Qin Lang finally found the proof from here.
Except for the bearded Wa people, the rest of the people who are operating the machine qĂŹ are all Wa people!
This can also explain why Zhao Guangming's office has a pair of clogs.
These Japanese people are in the same boat as Zhao Guangming!
Of course, what Qin Lang is most concerned about is not this.
These Japanese people, in the suburbs of Yunhai City, have set up such an underground counterfeit medicine factory, which is related to fake drugs, and just a few days ago, a group of Japanese people wanted to get the core of a new drug from Professor Zhu and Professor Gu, and these two groups of people should have some connection!
Qin Lang remembered clearly that the group of Japanese people who coerced Professor Zhu and Professor Gu were from the same organization as the group of people on Loquat Mountain, and that organization was searching for the third Kunlun Order in Yunhai City, and now several Japanese people in this underground workshop happened to be the origin of the brown paper with the Kunlun Order!
It was difficult for him not to connect the few Japanese people in front of him with those Japanese people on Loquat Mountain!
Qin Lang was in a happy mood.
On Loquat Mountain, Junmoto Ichiro bit his mouth and died of poisoning, so he didn't ask anything, and now that he saw those people's accomplices, Qin Lang naturally wanted to stay alive and ask about Kunlun Ling.
"Boss Zhao, you are losing money on the surface and making a lot of black money secretly. â
Qin Lang appeared directly and said unhurriedly.
The people inside didn't expect that someone would suddenly appear, and everyone was very surprised by Qin Lang's appearance!
"Is that you?"
Zhao Guangming saw that Qin Lang actually fell from the sky, his eyes were round, and his face was full of disbelief!
He said that this young man came to apply for a job under the guise of a pretense, and he was afraid that there was a conspiracy, but he didn't expect that even if he let the people in the security department keep an eye on him, he still fell for this young man's plan!
The young man somehow learned that there was a secret door in his office, and he had sneaked in from there.
"Kill him, catch him!"
Zhao Guangming hurriedly shouted loudly.
The underground counterfeit pharmaceutical factory was seen by Qin Lang, even if he didn't kill people in the end, at least for now, he had to control the other party first!
"Baga, you drop, on!"
The bearded man ordered a few workers.
He and Zhao Guangming retreated to the edge of the passage leading to the Yellow Niba Mountain, and they could escape at any time if the situation was not good.
"Why are you so nervous? If you do this unconscionable thing, you will have to suffer retribution sooner or later, and now it is just that retribution has come. â
Qin Lang said with a smile, but he didn't show much mercy when he made a move, and every punch he threw broke a few ribs of a Japanese countryman.
A few seconds later, the four Wa people were lying on the ground and fainted.
I was stimulated by severe pain.
Qin Lang didn't kill anyone, but he also taught these people enough lessons.
Zhao Guangming and the bearded man didn't expect Qin Lang to be so strong at all, and they ran desperately towards the passage, but they couldn't outrun Qin Lang.
Qin Lang punched Zhao Guangming's face into a pig's head, and Zhao Guangming's fat body fell heavily to the ground, causing Zhao Guangming to die and come back to life.
"Boy, if you dare to come nonsense, you will definitely regret it!"
Zhao Guangming roared.
"I'm sorry, I didn't plan to kill you, but it's perfectly okay to beat you up, and when the police come, I'll say that you attacked me, and I did it in self-defense. Well, Boss Zhao, do you think my method is good?"
Qin Lang stepped on Zhao Guangming's back and said with a smile.
As for the man from the country, he was stuck in his throat by Qin Lang's right hand, and he was stuck against the wall and couldn't move.
Zhao Guangming was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood! Qin Lang actually used self-defense as an excuse.
But Zhao Guangming's anger was useless, Qin Lang did the right thing for heaven and taught this scumbag who dared to make fake medicine a lesson.
Then, Qin Lang called the police, and then looked at the bearded man who knew some Chinese language.
"Junmoto Ichiro, do you know each other?"
Qin Lang asked.
"Baga!" the bearded man gritted his teeth.
Syllable.
Qin Lang's backhand was a slap and slapped the other party's face.
"When I ask you, you answer honestly, don't be blind, I wanted to beat you, don't force me to beat you more. â
The bearded man learned to be obedient, and he didn't dare to make a big deal of nonsense, but he didn't cooperate, shook his head, and said that he didn't know anything pure Ichiro.
But this is easy to do, Qin Lang used a few tricks to extract a confession, so that the other party died of pain, and it was only called "Yiku" and "flax fall".
"Know, know. â
The bearded man finally said in a trembling voice.