Chapter 1: The End of the Weird Narco

"I'm wronged, isn't it just a prostitute girl? As for imprisoning me for half a year? ”

Mo Shan sat on the cold iron chair, and shouted unwillingly, I didn't expect that I would be so old when I returned to China this time, I didn't take care of my pants and belts, and I happened to run into the anti-pornography, in half a year, this is also the first time that the police have interrogated themselves, and it seems that their old bottom has also been figured out by them.

"Golden Triangle Mo Sanye! It's like thunder! Tell me your real name! Mo San is probably not your real name, right? ”

On the other side of the interrogation is an old man in civilian clothes in his fifties, with sharp eyes, like a hungry wolf in the mountains who has found its prey, an interrogation expert! It seems that he will not be able to escape.

"Government! I didn't do anything unreasonable! The conscience of heaven and earth, Lao Tzu's goods have been sent to the devil, and he has not gone out of the country at all, I have been wronged! ”

Although he has done evil things in the country before, but at that time it was a little more thing, for the original hundred family meals, he has done things over the years to touch his conscience, although he is a drug lord with no asshole, but his goods have not been sold to the country a gram, except for the devil himself, there are no other customers.

"Hey! You're a good boy! In terms of the drug lord, your character is admirable in China, and the means are even better, you have been worth billions in more than ten years, and there is a strong bandit under your hands, but when you get here, those objects are all virtual, do you know how you planted it? ”

Mo San, this kid is right, among the drug lords, he is an outlier, he never goes to the country, and the way this kid comes from is also a little mysterious, because this golden Buddha has not been able to find out his origin after touching it several times.

"Lao Tzu has killed a lot of people, but not many people in China have killed them, except for those who come to Lao Tzu to ask for goods, could it be that the cubs on Lao Tzu's side killed undercover agents?"

Thinking about it, I really don't have anything to show my feet, and I came back this time to donate a golden Buddha of the Tang Dynasty, could it be that something happened in the south, those things that don't open their eyes, kill the undercover agent here?

"There's a reason for this, but it's not the main thing, most of those people deserve to die, and it's not your fault for manslaughter, why did you come back this time?"

The eyes of the old plainclothes showed a trace of gratitude, many drug dealers who can be counted in the country are planted in the hands of this Mo Sanye, and they can be regarded as an indirect help to the anti-drug work here. As long as the domestic people ask him for goods, this kid will be buried alive, although there is an undercover agent inside, but this Mo San is still doing very well.

"Donate the Golden Buddha! It is impossible for the devil to know that Lao Tzu did it! ”

Mo San also wondered, he didn't do that by himself!

"More than 300 people! You ran to other people's territory and killed so many people, the government of other people made a contribution, the Golden Buddha omitted your name, and a criminal policeman below saw the list of prostitutes, and then thought of you, the Buddha, and I don't need to say the rest! Moshan? Hehe! You are in the port government over there, and the person you are looking for to make your ID card has already been recruited, so you don't have any other name to use? ”

This Mo San is also a wonder, just get such a name to go around the country, just get it! This kid also memorized the words, and met the anti-pornography, and the Golden Buddha donated in the museum plus the name of Moshan made this rampant Golden Triangle bigwig.

For this Mo San, the old criminal policeman also felt a little pity, with him in the south of the town, there would be fewer goods to the country, this person should have opened his eyes and closed his eyes to let go of the matter, but the chase over there was too tight, this one is considered to be at the end, thinking of this, he is also a little entangled in his heart.

This is also the case, the business is not small, and it also develops across fields, smuggling mahogany and jadeite from Southeast Asia into China; manufacturing and selling firearms to devils; armed robbery around the Golden Triangle; This kid has done a lot of things that can be shot, and he can be regarded as an all-rounder! This time, although it was good for the country, he went a little too far, and more than 300 devils were killed, which caused a great sensation in the government over there.

"Alas...... Never mind! Anyway, Lao Tzu's body has collapsed, and he won't live long, and I am also a taboo if I don't sell goods. Government! Over the years, I have also donated a lot of money to the country, in the mountains in the south, I have also donated to build dozens of schools, you see if you can give me a good time, directly kill me, go to prison is really enough, these years of enjoyment, I can't bear that foreign crime! ”

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't live after he came out that year, and he wouldn't have been able to walk this road of no return, his family would have settled down a long time ago, and this time people came to the door, he would definitely have to give an explanation to the devil, and he wouldn't have lived long anyway, so it was better to finish the job in one hundred.

"We also know your business, not to mention your business, the amount of money you smuggled into the country is enough to kill you several times, let's talk about it! Anyway, we can't get out, so let's just chat! ”

The old plainclothes are also a little embarrassed, although this Mo San is stained with things that should not be touched, but he is still able to make a living in his heart, billions of assets, billions of donations, he is atoning for his sins in disguise!

"Smuggling? Those mahogany, gold, and jadeite rough are all resources! When you come to us, you don't give a reward, and you kill me? It's unreasonable! ”

If you think about it, you will be generous when you speak, it is nothing more than a death, and what can't be said.

"Hey! You kid is sharp-toothed, let's talk about the Golden Buddha first, more than 300 devils, how did you kill it. ”

The Golden Buddha belongs to the country, Mo San can also be regarded as a meritorious service, the Great Golden Buddha of the Tang Dynasty is definitely a national treasure, this kid is in a foreign country, doing the business of licking blood with a knife, and he can also send the national treasure back, just pointing at this one thing, he can give himself a thumbs up.

"It's a long story, give me a cigarette! It's addicted again. ”

Mo San took the cigarette handed by the old plainclothes with some trembling, took a deep breath, and opened the conversation with a shudder.

"The Buddha relics in the underground palace of Famen Temple, you know the way! The Golden Buddha is loaded with relics, from India to the Tang Dynasty, I don't know when it fell into the hands of the devil, Lao Tzu went to the devil to talk about business, the old devil bragged to me, I read it and specially asked the expert, that thing is eighty percent real, our Heavenly Empire's things, is the little devil can play? So Lao Tzu recruited his subordinates overnight, and as soon as Lao Tzu left, the heel was the Golden Buddha! As for how many devils died, the master really didn't count, and the cubs under his hands are getting darker and darker! ”

Shaking his somewhat bruised lips, Mo San told the origin of the Golden Buddha who made him unlucky.

"To be honest, I admire you a lot, but whether it's ourselves or the devil, the business you do is always a harmful thing, this thing is very wrong!"

The eyes of the old plainclothes also showed a little kindness, this kid is similar to his son, and he is also an angry young man, but ......

"Who says it isn't! Lao Tzu was stained with this thing because of his injury, this thing is too harmful to quit at all, I think Lao Tzu was a mercenary at the beginning, you see that now there is no meat, how can there be a person! ”

Mo San is also embarrassed, he fought Hulang back then, but now he has become a dry bone lang, and drugs harm people!

"I don't need to tell you what to do with those drug money!"

Seeing that Mo San was so cooperative, the old plainclothes also told the truth, chasing drug qualifications has always been a big problem, I don't know what Mo San will do, can I give a surprise.

"No problem! But that money is also earned by Lao Tzu by fighting life and death, it is impossible to hand it over, and now there are many corrupt officials, and I don't know which hand it will fall into, counting on Lao Tzu's hard-earned money, they have no fun! Get a charity donation account! And the people under my hands, those who can follow me now are not good, you can solve them together! They in the province have lost the name I worked so hard to make, and besides, without my town, it is difficult to ensure that they do not ship to the country! ”

Although he has taken the wrong path, he has not done much to really endanger the people of the country.

"I can't be the master of this, I have to ask for advice! Write down what you need to say! ”

The people of the end of the road have good intentions, and this is a reasonable requirement.

"Let's get some replacements! I'm poisoned into the bone marrow, I will cooperate with all your requirements, just write it! I said, you can find someone to record! But there is one thing, the money must come as I say! ”

A cigarette obviously couldn't solve Mo San's drug addiction, and after saying this, he was confused.

"Alas...... Why bother! ”

The old plainclothes snuffed out the cigarette butt and walked away, leaving only a long sigh.

After that, things went very well, and with the help of Mo San, a multinational joint anti-drug war began, and the Golden Triangle, which had been somewhat declining, was once again hit hard.

Mo San, who was full of sins, quietly completed the last journey on the day of the successful anti-drug campaign because of organ failure, with tears on his face.

In the warehouse of a museum in China, a two-foot-tall golden statue of Sakyamuni seemed to be even more intoxicating with the smile on his face at that moment.