Chapter 61: There are masters under Sas

"Isn't that it?"

In the BMW car on the weekend, Punk sat in the middle of the back seat with a blue nose and swollen face, flanked by Pjanic and Billy, who had no good feelings for this kind of person, these two people viciously sandwiched it in the middle and didn't get used to it at all, Billy was elbow on Punk's lower abdomen, and Pjanic even pulled his hair and punched him hard in the face!

What the?

Why do police beat people?

Because this is what I saw and studied in the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau this morning!

When the detectives of the entire Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau gathered in the conference room, the first thing they said when they opened their mouths on the weekend was: "That punk kid has news, but we have a problem, a speedy trial." ”

As long as the expedited trial is carried out, no picture of a peaceful settlement can appear in any country, otherwise it is not called expedited trial.

What do you want for the weekend? It's Sas's - system - poison - den, and Punk, as the old fox's right and left hand, hides in a particularly awkward place, and no one knows how many of his people are in this abandoned building full of scum, so this operation not only cannot be carried out on a large scale, but must also be solved as quickly as possible, and even cannot make a big noise.

As for whether there is a violation of the law on the weekend, I don't care, in the United States, even Pull-over (when the police car flashes the lights and turns on the siren to signal you to stop, it is called Pull-over) after a bad attitude may be beaten by the patrol police, and a guy like Cyberpunk can't complain even if he is beaten.

Old Carl said worriedly in the conference room: "It's not a problem to get a quick review, the problem is how to determine the specific location of this bastard Punk." ”

"Don't worry about this, I can handle it." The weekend didn't work, and he still had a homeless CI in his hand who had been taking the informant fee of the Western Branch, and letting this guy enter the building to find out the situation would never arouse anyone's suspicion, and wait for the direction to be determined. The next question is only one expedited review.

Billy said, "I'll come." ”

It takes courage to go down this errand, in case things get bigger, the leader doesn't guarantee that he will end up miserable, but Billy trusts the weekend, this is the trust that is exchanged for his life, plus Punk has already registered in the General Bureau, let alone fighting. Even if you kill it, you won't have any trouble.

Weekend nodded and said: "I, Karl, Chekov, and Leonova can't come forward, this mission can only be carried out by Hammers, Pjanich and you, is there a problem?" ”

The four of them must not show up, and how many of the thugs in that area don't know them?

"Yes." Billy thought for a moment and said.

"Alright, let's do it now!"

This is a mission that will not have the cooperation of SWAT and patrol police, and it is impossible for the Los Angeles Police Department to transfer all the police officers for the weekend, which I don't know if it is feasible, so I can only lead people to come by myself on the weekend, and after entering the wandering area to find the informant, it is inevitable that Billy and the three of them will let go of the three of them.

Luckily. Billy and they succeeded, and after waiting for five minutes on another street on the weekend, they saw the three of them drive around, the punk in the car had blood on his mouth, his face was bruised, and his thin leather jacket was all white and dusty, and he had a problem with everything on the weekend, and heard Billy report: "Asked." After that, he immediately led people to change cars and led other detectives to the lair.

It's just that the weekends that didn't set foot in that building didn't know that there was a very ordinary room in that building. There was a single bed in the room, and there was once a woman who was tormented by drug addiction and died!

Fate completed an overlap without him knowing it. It's so weird.

The location of the system-drug den is a very ordinary street, the street is flanked by single-family houses, and there is not a single tree on the whole street.

The moment they parked in front of a gray house, they saw an open door on the weekend. He couldn't figure out why the drug-making dens dared to be so bold, weren't they afraid of the spread of the smell? That's when I asked Punk. Cyberpunk was also surprised by the situation in front of him, and before he could figure out what was going on, Billy and Pjanic started to do it again.

"Wait!"

Punk shouted in the car, and he was stunned.

The house has always hung a 'sales' sign from the real estate company on the door, and the agent's phone number is clearly written on it. If it weren't for the fake brand and the agent's phone number, the house might have been sold. There was a thug in the Sass family who didn't do anything every day but took the phone and said again and again to the person who wanted to buy a house: "I'm sorry, that house has been sold, but the brand hasn't been picked yet, I'm very sorry." ”

But when did the door of this room ever open?

Are the people inside crazy?

Don't want a drug factory in the basement?

"That door shouldn't be open."

Weekend turned around and reached out to grab Punk's bloody collar, dragged it between the two car seats, and said with a fierce face, "Are you asking me this question!" ”

"I ...... I lie to you that the door has never been opened, and I've been to Sass many times, and each time I call before I come, and call again when I get to the door, and then someone will come out and open the door, and we definitely don't come during the day. ”

Touch.

Weekend threw Punk back hard, he felt that Punk wouldn't lie, he had already confessed the house, did it make sense to lie for the door?

BILLY TOOK THE OPPORTUNITY TO ASK, "SIR, DID SOMEONE SEE IT WHEN I WAS DOING AND TOLD IT TO SASS THAT THEY HAD EMPTIED IT ON OUR WAY HERE?" ”

It's a good possibility, but the weekend doesn't want to dampen Billy's enthusiasm, and a newcomer who is willing to take on a speedy trial mission shouldn't be reprimanded: "No matter." ”

Weekend opened the car door and got out of the car, and the other two cars got out of the car at the same time, and Weekend assigned the task: "Leo, you look at this bastard, the others follow me in, Karl and Chekov enter through the back door; Billy and I came in through the front door, Leo, call for support! ”

"Listen, no one is allowed to be strong, if these guys have heavy weapons. Just trap them in the basement, understand? ”

"Hammers, Pjanic, ready to pick us up."

Weekend pulled out his pistol and cautiously walked towards the front door, and when he reached out and grabbed the half-open doorknob and pulled it back, Billy leaned on the side of the door and raised the pistol, and saw that there was no one in the house. The first to rush in, gun-armed into the living room. At this moment, Weekend followed, leaning towards the restaurant next to the side with a pistol against the wall, and after carefully entering the restaurant, he went around to the kitchen and shouted: "Safety! ”

Billy quickly responded: "Safe. ”

Chekov and Karl shouted at the same time: "Safety. ”

This is a house without a second floor, and there are many such houses in the wandering area, but this type of house usually has a basement for storing miscellaneous items.

"Week. I found the entrance to the basement. ”

When Chekov shouted this, Weekend and Billy began to walk towards the back door of the house, and when they reached the toilet, there was a very obvious cellar on the floor, and the board on it was not hidden in front of everyone.

"I'll go first, and at the end of the weekend, do you understand?"

After Chekov said this, he directly opened the door panel, and then. Walking down very slowly, after two steps, he suddenly crouched down. Leaned over and looked into the basement.

It was a noisy basement, clearly remodeled, with exhaust fans 'humming' and filled with all the equipment needed to make - poison - ......

Swish.

Chekov slammed his gun down the stairs, and he seemed to see a figure, just as Chekov was about to shoot. I realized that the guy who was sitting at the right angle of the stairs and the wall was not looking in the direction he was...... He saw a dead man, with a ****** on his chest, and the black T-shirt was in a rotten piece, and the blood stained the T-shirt shiny.

Turning his head, Chekov saw at least seven or eight corpses lying in the dim light of the entire basement. Each of these guys had traces of gunfire on them, and when Chekov walked down the stairs quickly, he shouted upstairs when he crouched down in front of a corpse in a white coat to take a closer look at the wounds: "Zhou, this is not a wound from a pistol. ”

At this time, the weekend and others had already walked down.

Seeing this scene, the weekend was also stunned.

"Sass is so ruthless that he doesn't even let go of his own people." Billy gritted his teeth with hatred, making it impossible to tell if he hated Sass for cruelty or if he was a step too late.

Weekend responded: "He doesn't have to do this, he has time to kill these people, isn't it good to take away all the equipment?" ”

In between the talks, he also found a problem, that is, there were not a lot of poison--products--on the long table in this room, but there were some traces of powder residue in the two trays, and there were also some traces of powder in the corners of the table and on the floor below the corners, and when he followed the traces, he saw some crystals on the back of the stairs, which should be ice.

Obviously, this is just a SASS den, not a plantation, at least not a single plant in this room.

Who did it?

"SIR, WHY DID THEY NAIL THE BLANKET TO THE WALL?" Billy noticed something that puzzled him, he had never seen a blanket nailed to the wall of anyone's basement.

Weekend walked to the corner of the wall, and with a 'click' of the blanket connection to lift the blanket against the wall, he saw a layer of splints: "Screwdriver." ”

When the weekend finished saying this, Carl Sr. and Billy searched around, and found a toolbox under the long table with various test tools on it, and Carl handed it over with a flathead screwdriver.

Scold.

On the weekend, I poked the screwdriver through the gap and then forced it away.

Crunch.

The splint was cocked, and the weekend was shocked.

This is really not an ordinary basement, it is a soundproof secret room made of a lot of materials after being instructed by a master!

Over the weekend, I saw the adhesive tape under the plywood, and after piercing it with a screwdriver, there was fiberglass hidden under the adhesive tape, and further down, lime plaster.

People think that the best sound absorption effect is foam, but that is a misunderstanding, foam can only absorb echoes but not sound absorption, want to achieve a thorough sound absorption effect, first use 9 layers of 5:8 ratio of lime paste on the wall, and then in the laying of glass filament, adhesive tape, and finally put on the plywood, but the finishing touch has to say that the blanket covered on it, this thing can make the sound silently weakened, plus the protection on the back wall, I am afraid that the basement will not be able to run out of the slightest sound.

This is the local method used in the early years of Colombia - drugs - and Owls - rampant in the territory of the United States, in today's era when sound insulation materials can be bought everywhere no one uses, but I did not expect that SAS is still using it.

Weekend, who didn't speak, threw down the splint that had been lifted and walked towards the long table, picked up an experimental beaker and looked at it, the iodine crystals in the cup were recognized by him at a glance, and the red phosphorus next to him did not escape his eyes.

There are several ways to make ice, the best of which requires red phosphorus and iodine crystals, which are used to enhance the efficacy of the medicine, which is called 'jin'. This thing is added when the cooking is almost finished, and then heated, which is where the energy comes from, with it, the potency will become stronger, and the same amount will last longer.

However, this kind of thing was analyzed by Adam when he broke down the ingredient - ice - poison - in that laboratory, and it is said that there is no such thing on the market today, how did Sass get a similar method?

No wonder Sass played his life in the Russians, and the feelings are that he has good material in his hands that is not at all sellable! (To be continued.) )