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"Two, this is it." The Miandian man waved.
Fu Lingyuan stepped forward with dark eyes, bent over the edge of the field, and took a closer look at the poppies all over the ground.
Uncle Hai followed closely to his side, also bent over, stretched out his hand to pick up a plant, and looked at it more carefully than Fu Lingyuan.
"How? Am I right? This land will indeed have a bumper harvest this year. The man himself was the first time he had come back here and seen a poppy field for the first time, and his proud tone sounded as if he had planted it.
However, in terms of mouth, the Miandian people still did not take the credit on himself: "Our Master Peng is an expert in this area, this land is good, but when I meet a Bole like Master Peng, I can grow such a good poppy." If there was no Master Peng, Chen Qingzhou's business would have been different for many years. ā
"It's a pity that Master Peng was killed by Chen Qingzhou. According to your saying, 'the bird hides the bow, and the rabbit dies and the dog cooks,' which really chills us. ā
"Fortunately," Miandianren's words suddenly changed, "Although Master Peng is dead, several apprentices he brought out are still there, and they can all serve the Qingmen in the future, whether it is making drugs or planting poppies, they are all taught by Master Peng." ā
Obviously, the previous praise of Master Peng is a foreshadowing, in order to elicit the latter words to enhance the value of their group.
Fu Lingyuan listened to the words and smiled without saying a word. No matter how much they try to increase their value. How many apprentices are actually no match for one Master Peng. Drug-making technology is the foundation of a poison-maker, and no one will be so stupid to teach it to others.
Uncle Hai let go of the poppy in his hand, didn't give face to the face, and smiled politely: "It's really okay here." It's just that there is still a gap compared to our Mr. Fu's land in Thailand. ā
was just picked up like this, Fu Lingyuan stood up straight, raised his eyebrows and looked at Uncle Hai.
After listening to his translation. also glanced at Fu Lingyuan.
Uncle Hai continued to praise Fu Lingyuan: "Our Mr. Fu's land in Thailand is nearly half a mountain, and the workers hired are also very dedicated. However, Mr. Fu did not use raw materials to process products by himself, and they were all supplied to others. ā
The words of "half a mountain" are completely exaggerated by Uncle Hai himself. The content of the latter is not much different from Fu Lingyuan's "rumors".
Opium poppy is a raw material for traditional opiumoids, which today are mainly used as semi-chemically synthesized herodines. For example, Bing Du is completely a chemical synthesis, a new type of unique product, and now surpasses Hailuo because of the new Duwang.
Qingmen sells both, but prefers the latter, partly because natural jute is more readily available in China than opium poppy, and partly because the latter has a wider market for young people. After Fu Lingyuan went back to Qingmen's independent factory set up in the Yunnan-Vietnam area, he also had a further understanding of Qingmen's shipping operations.
Fu Lingyuan let Uncle Hai hold him, he still smiled and didn't say anything, and his eyes shot around quietly.
The people of Miandian can still pick up Uncle Hai's tone: "You can't send charcoal in the snow, and the icing on the cake is also very good." We know that you may have a lot of business, but there is not much business, but you have to admit that this time the million spent is worth the money. ā
"Our Lu Ye said that in the future, if we do business here, it will not be a matter of just one million." Uncle Hai smiled, and immediately asked, "When we went up the mountain just now, we have already allocated 500,000 yuan to you, do you see if you have received it?" ā
The Miandian people were busy asking his other companions, and quickly confirmed the account: "I received it~ Lu Ye is really happy~"
"When I see Chen Qingzhou, the remaining half of the money will also be allocated to you." Uncle Hai reminded. "It's a long way to go back and forth, so let's not delay any longer, finish it as soon as possible, and everyone can go back to rest as soon as possible."
The Miandian people brought the two of them into the house and asked: "This way, Chen Qingzhou is here." ā
Fu Lingyuan stepped ahead of Uncle Hai and followed the guidance of the Miandian people.
On the other side of the poppy field, a faint figure disappeared into the darker darkness at this time.
Here, it didn't take long for Fu Lingyuan and Uncle Hai to enter a room where several people were guarding the door.
In the room, Chen Qingzhou was tied to a wooden pillar, his head hanging in a dying breath.
At the signal of the Miandian people, the men on both sides reached out to grab Chen Qingzhou's head.
Chen Qingzhou avoided and raised his face on his own.
Fu Lingyuan was stopping.
At a distance of two or three meters, the two suddenly looked at each other.
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Haicheng, Psychological Counseling Room.
Ruan Shu was stunned: "Have you ever seen a similar document?" ā
After being stunned, he immediately asked, "Where have you seen it?" How did you see it? What exactly? Why have you ever met? ā
It's all about problems.
Ma Yi didn't answer her, but asked her: "Do you know the details of the people marked with numbers on this mutilated piece of paper of yours?" ā
"I understand! Do you want to know? I'll tell you everything I know! At this time, Ruan Shu had nothing to hide, and compared the content on the picture, he told Ma Yi about the corresponding people, "No. 1's current identity is a military firefighter, an internationally wanted criminal, and he ...... when he was a child."
It's a long story, and it took a lot of time to finish talking about a Wenye's background experience.
Ruan Shu took a breath and was about to continue talking about Zhuang Yao, who was the second number, when the mobile phone rang at this time, coming from the second tube.
After signaling to Ma Yi, Ruan Shu quickly picked it up.
"Mr. Ruan," the volume of the second cylinder was obviously deliberately depressed, and the background environment was very quiet, so quiet that people could hear the insects chirping, like in the wilderness. Sure enough, I listened to the next sentence of the second cylinder, "I am now in the poppy field in the back mountain." ā
"The bomb hasn't been planted yet?" Ruan Shu was worried, "Is there something wrong?" ā
"No, no, the bomb didn't go wrong. I've also sent all the dealer slaves who were busy transporting bombs away, and I've left them to set up the detonating device. But I noticed that other people had come here as well. The second tube informed, "It's a few people from Miandian, holding Second Master Chen." ā
Chen Qingzhou......?! Ruan Shu was delighted - he didn't have an accident in the Miandian factory!
However, in an instant, she was again - he was still in the hands of the people of Miandian! And why did you go to the poppy field in the back mountain?
Did the people of Miandian learn the location of the poppy field from Master Peng? Or did Chen Qingzhou tell them? If it is the latter, then Chen Qingzhou cannot reveal it for no reason, it must be something to calculate!
The words of the second cylinder are not finished: "Because I saw Chen Erye, the number of people in Miandian doesn't seem to be much, so I didn't go down the mountain, I found a place to hide, and I planned to see if I could find an opportunity to save people." But just now, I saw Mr. Fu and Qingmen's men accompanied by the Miandian people. ā
Fu Lingyuan ......?!
Ruan Shu was surprised.
He's here too?
With their minds racing, it is not difficult to guess that it should be the people of Miandian who brought them here to hand over Chen Qingzhou, and maybe the poppy field.
"Mr. Ruan, what should I do now? I couldn't get close to them, and I couldn't meet Mr. Fu. The second cylinder was worried, "There are still these bombs, do you want to detonate them again?" It's not just the ones we brought from Wat Pho, we've already put a lot of them here before, and it's probably the part that Jiusi said they had brought to the poppy field before they left the village. ā
Ruan Shu's head went blank.
What to do?
She didn't know what to do either.
She also wanted to know. What will Fu Lingyuan do?
What is certain is that it is impossible for Fu Lingyuan to protect Chen Qingzhou for the second time.
And Lu Zhenhua must have wanted Chen Qingzhou to die.
So, isn't it, this time, the heavy task of killing Chen Qingzhou, Lu Zhenhua is still handed over to Fu Lingyuan ......?
Thinking of this, my heart stabbed.
What to do......
What to do ......?
In front of him was Ma Yi's eyebrows and quiet face.
Ruan Shu suddenly remembered-"Chu Qiao, Officer Chu." She is now in the village in front of her with the police in Yunnan and Burma! ā
"What does Mr. Ruan mean, let me go and find Officer Chu?" The second cylinder asked her to confirm.
Ruan Shu paused for a moment and made a decision: "I will tell her, she will contact you then, and you should be together inside and outside." You cover yourself and don't let those people find out about you, especially the people of the Blue Gate. The bomb will be left unexploded and then disposed of on a case-by-case basis. Also, two cylinders,"
She said solemnly: "You pay attention. If you have a chance, see if you can save Chen Qingzhou. ā
She knew that she should not lead the police back to the mountains and expose the Chen family's poppy field.
She doesn't know if she's doing the right thing now? After all, Fu Lingyuan should be fine when he meets Chu Qiao. And Chen Qingzhou ......
She's cornered...... The only thought left is that it is better for Chen Qingzhou to fall into the hands of the police than in the hands of the Lu family......
"Okay Mr. Ruan, I understand." The second cylinder is actually a little helpless, "I'm afraid that I will accidentally step on the minefield, and I don't dare to run around around." The Miandian people also took the same road that the young master of the Lin family told me, and the intersection is now guarded by the Miandian people and Qingmen's men, and I can't get out. If you don't wait, you have to wait for Officer Chu's contact. ā
"Okay, I'm sorry for you." Ruan Shu expressed her gratitude, thinking in her heart, although this made the pressure on the second cylinder very great, but if she brought the Zhuang family slaves back to the mountain to help at this time, she couldn't be sure whether those house slaves would really obey her instructions.
After all, the slave who returned to the Zhuang family was instructed by Ruan Chunhua to tie her up to see Lu Shaocong......
After hanging up, Ruan Shu immediately called Chu Qiao again. As soon as they connected, they got straight to the point: "Officer Chu, the Qingmen headed by Fu Lingyuan is now trading with the Miandian people in the mountains behind the village. Those noodle people are solitary traffickers, can you please send a small part of the police force there? I can provide the police with directions back to the mountains to avoid minefields. ā
Chu Qiao said coldly: "Little Ruanzi, are you fooling me?" Didn't you just warn me not long ago, Houshan has nothing to do with me and I want to capture 'S', and it's particularly dangerous, don't be curious? Now you want me to send police forces to the back mountain, and you still say that you have a route? ā
"What do you want to use our police for? Why should we police be driven by you, and you will go wherever we are told to go? ā
Ruan Shu was silent, raised his hand to cover his forehead: "I'm sorry, I went too far......"
Chu Qiao didn't speak for a few seconds, but the sound of her walking came from the earpiece, as if she was avoiding the side. Then he asked, "What is there in the back mountain?" Why did Fu San and the people of Qingmen follow the people of Miandian there? ā
"And you, little Ruanzi, what do you have to do with this village? What does it have to do with the Miandian factory? Are you familiar with one of the solo traders who used to hide in this village? ā
"Warped ......" Ruan Shu closed his eyes and shook his head, rubbing his forehead against his palm vigorously, and his voice was clear, "Please...... Let the police go to the back mountain. The questions you ask, there will be answers there. Please save him, at least don't let him die at the hands of the Lu family......"
Chu Qiao could naturally hear that this "he" was not referring to Fu Lingyuan.
She also confirmed that this person was the same person as the one mentioned by Ruan Shu before, when the Lu family asked Fu Lingyuan to be a killer, but Fu Lingyuan and Yang violated the Yin and caused Fu Lingyuan to encounter a crisis.
Moreover, this person has a close relationship with Ruan Shu.
And it is very obvious that Fu Lingyuan knows the relationship between that person and Ruan Shu.
Gritting his back molars, Chu Qiao responded: "Xiao Ruanzi, count the favors you owe me!" ā
"Thank you......" Even so, Ruan Shu still didn't feel relaxed in his heart.
Chu Qiao was also thinking about a problem - since Fu Lingyuan went to Houshan to trade with the people of Miandian, he would definitely not come to the village. So the village is just a place where Lu Zhenhuabang and their police tricked "S" over?
"Xiao Ruanzi, do you know, will 'S' appear tonight?" She asked.
"I really don't know. I've lost contact with him and haven't heard anything from him. Ruan Shu was just guessing, since Chen Qingzhou was still safe and sound, Wen Ye might be fine?
She didn't want to bother thinking about Wenye at all now.
Turning back to her senses, Ruan Shu gave her the number of the second tube.
A few seconds after Chu Qiao retracted the line, he received a safe route from her to enter the back mountain.
But for her, there is another question: should she continue to stay in the village and wait for the "S" urn to catch the turtle? Or do you also follow to the back mountain?
Ruan Shu clenched his mobile phone here, and there was a long silence.
Sensing Ma Yi get up from the sofa, she looked up: "Where are you going?" ā
"Can we continue to talk like this?" Ma Yi questioned, "It's better not to use two things." Focus on one thing first. ā
"No, I can keep talking." Ruan Shu was convinced that what she didn't say was that it was actually a good thing to distract her from such a single-minded situation, otherwise she would not be able to sleep tonight, and all she could do was hold her mobile phone and wait, wait, and wait, and wait again, and there was endless crankiness during the waiting period.
It's better to use your time......
Ma Yi did not move, his eyes were skeptical.
Ruan Shu pulled him back and sat down again, she secretly took two deep breaths, and said, "It's time to talk about the situation of No. 2 next." ā
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At a distance of two or three meters, the two suddenly looked at each other.
Fu Lingyuan's eyes were as deep as the sea.
Chen Qingzhou's face didn't have much expression, but his eyes loosened imperceptibly.
He was actually very embarrassed when he encountered violence, but his consistent elegance has been deeply rooted in his temperament and has not been covered up.
With this elegance, he should be the first to speak: "Don't come unharmed, Ling Yuan." ā
Fu Lingyuan didn't respond immediately, half-squinted his eyes, walked to him in twos and threes, personally raised his hand and pinched Chen Qingzhou's face, looked left and right, and a casual smile hung on the corner of his lips: "Now I completely believe it, are you really not dead?" ā
Chen Qingzhou shook off his hand: "I'm really sorry to disappoint you." ā
"You're sorry. But it didn't disappoint me, but it caused me a lot of trouble. Fu Lingyuan withdrew his hand and changed to a posture of hugging his arms," he said. How did you escape and survive? ā
While talking, he approached Chen Qingzhou: "Look at your face, it looks like you've used a knife?" Could it be that the one Jing Feng died was a stand-in for you by 'S'? ā
āāSāļ¼ā Chen Qingzhou looked puzzled, "Who is 'S'?" ā
"Who do you say is 'S'?" Fu Lingyuan seemed to smile, "Don't expect him to save you again." He had his own police officers to play with him. ā
Chen Qingzhou's expression changed slightly.
Fu Lingyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, thinking that since he deliberately reacted to this, he probably already knew about the framing of "S", so he saved his effort to hint at him again.
Uncle Hai in the back saw Chen Qingzhou's expression clearly, and his heart was even more accurate.
Chen Qingzhou's subtle changes were fleeting, and there was a faint smile in his dark eyes: "I haven't seen you for too long, I can't even understand your words." ā
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, anyway, you don't need to say that your ears don't need to hear, and even your body doesn't have to move." Fu Lingyuan curled his lips to one side.
Uncle Hai stood up and asked the people of Miandian: "Okay, hand over the people to us, and we will now allocate the remaining 500,000 to you." ā
Before the people of Miandian agreed, Chen Qingzhou interjected and asked, "How much did you sell me?" Only half a million? That poppy field alone is more than that. ā
"Of course it's not just worth half a million." Miandian smiled, "We just asked Lu Ye for a million meanings, and then we have to serve Qingmen, and the days ahead will definitely be smoother than before." ā
Chen Qingzhou's eyes looked back at Fu Lingyuan and Uncle Hai, and his words were still muttered to the people on the other side: "The poppy field was also sent...... That is, even the 200 million will be owned by Lu Zhenhua......"
The people of Miandian were immediately attracted to attention: "What 200 million? ā
Because the communication between the two was directly in Burmese, Uncle Hai was worried that Chen Qingzhou would deceive, so he asked his subordinates to quickly translate.
After listening to the translation, Uncle Hai also glanced at Fu Lingyuan.
Fu Lingyuan received his eyes, shook his head slightly, and mocked Chen Qingzhou: "Don't be dying, no one cares about the mere 200 million now." Those 200 million are no longer worthless. ā
"I know you don't care. 200 million is probably not a lot of money for Lu Zhenhua. Chen Qingzhou was very calm, and looked at the people with a biased face, "It is an ironclad matter for you to hand me over to Lu Zhenhua, and you also have the freedom to pursue a new life, and this time I will fail you first." ā
"But Lu Zhenhua has always been cunning, I'm afraid you will suffer losses in the future. Today's million really look down on you. ā
"The 200 million I just mentioned was originally the drug money that my father snatched back from the police before his death eleven years ago. Aoto has been looking for a long time. Can't find it. I first found my little mother and learned from her where the 200 million was. Since the Lu family is not rare, I will give them to you as a final gift. ā
The people of Miandian hurriedly asked, "Where is it?" ā
"Right here." Chen Qingzhou said, "I came back here during the time I was dead and hid my things here. ā
Uncle Hai listened to the translator and immediately spoke up and reminded the Miandian people: "Don't fall for him, he is just fooling you." With such a large sum of money, how could he possibly hide it here? I can't hide it. ā
Chen Qingzhou smiled lightly: "Uncle Hai, I didn't say it, the 200 million is cash." ā
The next sentence he turned back to the people of Miandian and said, "It's gold." ā
Several of the men looked at each other.
Chen Qingzhou's words continued: "Because I just came here, I wanted to tell you the specific location and let you dig it, but I didn't expect you to be so eager to send me out, so I came to them tonight." It's too late now. ā
Uncle Hai frowned as he listened to the translation.
And the people of Miandian had already listened to Chen Qingzhou's words, and asked Fu Lingyuan and Uncle Hai to suspend the time: "The two. I'm sorry, Chen Qingzhou may have to hand it over to you again tomorrow. We won't take advantage of you, we will return the 500,000 yuan to you first, and then you will re-transfer the money to us tomorrow, how about it? ā
Uncle Hai was afraid of variables, and reminded again: "Chen Qingzhou may be delaying time. He said yes, and you believed? Shouldn't he first verify whether what he said is true or false? Don't fall for him. ā
Chen Qingzhou reminded the people of Miandian: "It's not impossible for me to prove my words." It's perfectly fine to take you to dig for gold now. But the people of Qingmen are also here, and it is inevitable that they will be red when they see it, and if they have bad intentions again, it will be very unfavorable to you. ā
The people of Miandian exchanged glances with each other again.
Fu Lingyuan seemed to be unable to help it, and finally spoke: "Chen Qingzhou, play some new tricks." I said, 'S' can't protect himself now, you can't wait for him. ā
"I'm not waiting for anyone, I'm just thinking about the old love and giving them the last compassionate money." Saying that, Chen Qingzhou suggested, "If you are in a hurry to take me away, pay them another 200 million, and they will not lose." Won't this mountain be yours in the future? If the gold is here, then you will not lose either. ā
Because they didn't understand Chinese before, the people of Miandian were worried about losses, so this time they went up the mountain and specially brought a person who could listen to Chinese. can also understand the dialogue between Chen Qingzhou and Fu Lingyuan and Uncle Hai.
After listening to Chen Qingzhou's words, the people of Miandian also agreed with this approach. Anyway, it's right to get an extra 200 million.
Uncle Hai had already seen that Chen Qingzhou understood this group of Miandian people, and he successfully instigated the Miandian people to ask them for another 200 million in just a few words.
Turning his head, he muttered to Fu Lingyuan: "Mr. Fu, forget one million, now it's completely a lion's mouth." Chen Qingzhou can't be allowed to succeed. ā
Fu Lingyuan sneered: "I really want to pull out a gun and kill Chen Qingzhou now, and there will be nothing left." ā
Uncle Hai analyzed the current situation: "The number of people we brought up the mountain is about the same as the number of Miandian people, and it is not impossible to kill all of them. But I'm afraid, this is their territory, and I don't know if they have ambushed someone else. ā
The people of Noodles don't like their whispers for too long now. Urging asked, "How?" Two? Is it decided to pay 200 million people to take the land now? Or will it be changed to tomorrow? ā
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