The next day Wood moved from Fulton to Clayton, both counties around Atlanta, just in two different directions.

He decisively changed places after he was a little uneasy, this is his habitual caution, after all, he is engaged in drug trafficking, and there is nothing wrong with changing places.

Clayton's side has a lot of strength, and Wood feels a little tired after dealing with the channels of communication in various aspects recently.

Now that the drug cartels are bigger, just like those big corporations, they have to face a lot of problems and take a lot of risks every day.

Of course, there will also be more profits.

Wood propped up the desk with his left hand and walked from the desk to the window, looking out at the rain and feeling that the world was gray.

"Carmen, you and I will go to France in a while." Without looking back, he said to a white man in the room.

"Hmm." The tall, burly white man sank down.

Shaking his injured right hand, Wood's mood suddenly widened.

Although there have been some minor setbacks, this is nothing, over the years, there have always been a few times that have not gone well, there have always been so many times of unpredictable life and death.

With a sigh, Wood turned to his desk and said to Carmen on the other side, "When will the poppy flowers bloom all over the world?" ”

Carmen had been with Wood for almost ten years and was his most loyal subordinate: "There will come a day. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, a smug expression appeared on Wood's face, and he shook his left hand: "From 02 to the present, the heroin smoking rate has increased by 58% in the country, and the increase in the eastern region with Atlanta as the core radiation is 69%. ”

Looking at the just right look of surprise on his subordinates' faces, Wood was in a better mood: "It's all our credit. Yes, one day, poppy flowers will bloom all over the world. ”

Let Carmen remain in her position at the door. He sat back in his office chair and put aside a file he had been looking at.

From '02 to 2011, the U.S. rate of abuse increased by 58 percent, the proportion of women doubled, the proportion of men increased by 50 percent, and the rate of use among young people aged 18 to 25 more than doubled, and the closer to Atlanta, the increase was even greater.

No doubt. It's Wood's credit.

This is the direct result of their tireless efforts to transport drugs from the Mexican border and purchase goods from the Golden Triangle.

Wood smiled as he tackled the next question about bulk channels, occasionally glancing at the document, seemingly completely oblivious to the conclusion that the number of heroin-related deaths had soared about fourfold.

The world is so big, the population is so large, the profits have not been grabbed enough, the opium poppy has not spread all over the world, and so many people die, who cares?

……

It was raining heavily, and He Bangwei was looking outside by the window in a small restaurant.

Every now and then, he would go out for a walk.

This lasted for two days. The boss was no longer surprised by this somewhat strange yellow-skinned man.

Perhaps, he is an artist from an oriental country who is looking for inspiration here.

The chubby black boss yawned and thought infinitely.

There are not many people in the store, it is raining heavily, few people are willing to go out shopping, and there is no takeaway service here, so it is a leisurely place.

Half an hour later. The black boss saw He Bangwei walking in again with half of his body wet, and finally couldn't help asking, "Hey." Chinese people, do you want a glass of whiskey? He had heard the Chinese man introduce himself, but the Oriental name was too difficult to pronounce.

He Bangwei smiled, waved his hand to refuse, wiped the water on his clothes with the boss's towel when he passed by the front desk, and then walked to the window and sat down.

This small shop was the central point of Wood's previous location in the Intelligence. And the streets in front and behind are very narrow, and wherever he appeared before, he has to pass through here.

Ho speculated that Wood would probably pass by again, and of course, possibly. He will never be seen again.

In the past two days, from morning to night, He Bangwei has not found anything, but he is still very patient.

Hunters always have to be patient with their prey.

Drinking cheap instant coffee, Ho Bangwei is relatively calm in the narrow street restaurants on rainy days.

In the blink of an eye, another two hours passed, and seeing that the sky was about to get dark, he secretly thought in his heart, I am afraid that there will be no harvest today.

After drinking the coffee in his cup, the hunter, who had found nothing, got up and said goodbye to the black boss, holding up his umbrella and disappearing into the rain outside.

"What a strange man." The black boss took a sip of whiskey and continued to practice his rap.

Back at the hotel, He Bangwei immediately connected to his notebook and logged in to the mailbox of the new application.

Normally, he would wait outside until the evening, but today was the time for new information to arrive, and he wanted to see if there was any clearer information.

There were no new emails in the mailbox, just three pieces of information forwarded by Cheng An before.

He Bangwei frowned and turned off the computer.

The previous information has been completely reflected in his heart, and there is no need to revisit it.

I opened the curtains and pushed open a little window, and the fresh air from outside instantly blew in, which made people feel refreshed.

He Bangwei calculated the time, the time allowed by the visa must be enough, Joss can still shirk himself in the country, the only thing to worry about is Wood's whereabouts, he may no longer be near Atlanta, he may not even be in the United States anymore.

This kind of drug dealer must be in and out of various countries to talk about various things.

Regarding the daily actions of drug dealers, He Bangwei has some guesses of his own, and what he is most afraid of is that Wood will go to Mexico or the Golden Crescent or the Golden Triangle.

There is a vast sea of people, how to find him.

Ho Bangwei couldn't think about it, and thought that he could add more dollars so that more people could help him find information on Wood's whereabouts.

Now it's only 50,000 dollars, and you can add another 50,000 or 100,000 yuan, as long as you can find someone, it's worth it, and you can earn it back.

Ordered a dinner from the front desk and delivered it to the guest room, He Bangwei and Qiao Si talked on the phone, chatted daily for a while, and turned on the computer again.

As soon as I came in this email, it was prompted that there was a new email.

Calmly opened Cheng An's latest email, and He Bangwei read it line by line.

Wood still has no latest news, and it is not known where he is hiding for the time being, but there is news that there will be a group of drug dealers in Monterrey, Mexico, in the near future, and the topic is unclear, it may be the drug problem on the Mexican-US border, and Wood is likely to be there.

Monterrey, Monterrey, Ho Bangwei said twice, this is a city in Mexico.

He didn't know anything before, but he knew that he had a U.S. visa and could enter the country directly.

With a sigh of relief, He Bangwei replied to the email: find out their time and specific location as soon as possible, and you can add money to find more information about Wood.

Cheng An quickly replied: Understood.

After cleaning up and washing his face, He Bangwei took his umbrella and decided to continue wandering the street.

Maybe I'm lucky enough to meet it at night. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you for the tips of Long Yu Qianxiang, Blowing Storm, Technician Spa 1, and No. 1 sitting at home.