"Didi!"

The lights come on.

Honda sedan unlocked.

Guan Li walked to the car door.

"Action!"

The customs inspector gave an order.

Two doors were pushed open.

"Da-da-da-da." More than a dozen customs members in suits and leather shoes and armed with guns at their waists rushed towards Guan Li like wolves.

Guan Li, who originally had a relaxed expression, heard the footsteps and saw the crowd coming towards him again, his face suddenly changed, he gave up the car, looked left and right with his backpack in a panic, and immediately turned around and rushed towards the side parking space.

Because a couple of cars are parked over there! It can effectively divide the crowd and resolve the advantages of the police!

In addition, there is an underground passage behind that location, and you can also run to the basement on the second floor!

There is a better chance to escape and hide!

As for the forty sets of goods, it is not said that they will be thrown away. Once it is thrown away, it will be evidence, and it will make Lin Kun dissatisfied.

"Catch him!" Customs men and horses are flanked left and right.

The male inspector raised his hand and yelled at the figure.

Everyone immediately chased after Guan Li.

There is chaos in the basement.

Guan Li scolded in his heart while fleeing: "Didn't I talk to Sir Zhuang!" ”

"Why are the police coming?"

"! Grab a kitchen with a fart! It's a good thing to be bad for me! ”

Guan Li originally planned to find out the location of the kitchen, warehouse, and entire drug factory, and then report all to Zhuang Sir and destroy the drug production group in one fell swoop.

Now I have just touched a kitchen, and there is a good sign.

How?

Dude is about to steal credit?

This kitchen poke is easy!

It's easier for Lin Kun to build another one!

But it's hard to figure out the system factory again!

Guan Li jumped, propped up the front of the car and turned over a car.

The customs men and horses are chasing in multiple directions, scattered and surrounded, and are chasing in the garage.

In fact, the reason why Guan Li's expression was relaxed before was that he threw off a team of police officers on the road.

And this team of policemen is the serious crime team sent by Uncle Biao.

Guan Li had no idea that there were two teams of centaurs staring at him, one of them to protect him and the other to eat him.

After he threw the members of the Serious Crime Team away, he thought that there was no tail behind him, but he didn't know it, but instead let the customs officers bite him and follow him all the way to the bottom of the kitchen.

"Still want to run?" The customs inspector sneered and led people to block the door in advance.

It turned out that the customs had already seen Guan Li's escape route, and they divided into two ways and immediately blocked the road.

At this moment, the customs inspector raised his gun and aimed it at the customs force.

Guan Li hurriedly braked sharply and stood in front of him sweating profusely.

"Get down!"

Two customs officers immediately rushed up from the rear and fell to the ground with vigorous gatekeeping.

Guan Li couldn't resist it, lay on the ground, and let the two of them handcuff it.

The underground garage is very close to the kitchen, so in order not to be discovered by drug dealers in advance, the customs personnel did not shoot, and completely relied on the strength of the soldiers and horses to get the goal.

Otherwise, a dozen of them pulled out their weapons.

Guan Li didn't even have a chance to escape.

At this time, Guan Li's hands were handcuffed, his head was raised, and he stared at the top.

The customs inspector squatted down, patted Guan Li's cheek, and said with a playful face: "Run!" Why don't you run away? ”

"Grass." Guan Li scolded, his eyes turned his head in resentment, and he didn't want to talk to his pig teammates at all.

Now he was angry in his head, and he was imagining the fate of a few street boys in front of him.

They dare to spoil the good deeds of Zhuang Sir, and they will definitely not be able to get along in the police force.

The customs inspector pinched Guan Li's face and said, "Say it! What floor is the kitchen on? ”

"Take us up! I can help you apply for a reduced sentence! ”

Guan Lixin said: "Reduce your sentence!" ”

"Lao Tzu needs to go to jail?"

"Wait for Lao Tzu to reinstate! The first one to trouble you! ”

Guan Li lowered his head, gritted his teeth and didn't say anything, letting the customs inspector pinch his cheek.

"Is your mouth still hard?" Seeing his performance, the customs inspector sneered at the corner of his mouth and turned to the side. From a pile of decoration waste, he took out a wooden stick, supported the stick with both hands, stood in front of Guan Li and said with a smile: "Give you another chance!" ”

"To say or not to say?" The customs inspector looked cold and vicious.

Guan Li's pupils locked, but he still didn't make a sound.

"Huh!" The customs inspector sneered, raised the stick with both hands, and with a bang, he smashed it down at Guan Li.

"Ahh Guan Li suddenly let out a miserable scream.

The two customs officers loosened their shoulders, took two steps back, and together with a dozen customs members, they gathered in the middle of the crowd.

And Guan Li's hands were handcuffed behind his back, and he was even more powerless to resist or escape.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

A stick! Two sticks!

Guan Li's screams became worse and worse.

The customs inspector did not spare his hand, and each stick hit Guan Li firmly, and occasionally kicked and scolded: "Say! You mean! ”

"Where is the factory! Say it! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will beat you to death! Arrest you again! Death is also a vain death! ”

There is a kind of police who are worse than criminals!

This is the case with this customs officer.

"Stop fighting! Liao sir! A customs member suddenly grabbed the wrist of the customs inspector: "It's really dead if you keep fighting!" ”

At this moment, Guan Li's mouth was full of blood, and he was lying on the ground with footprints.

The customs inspector shook off his subordinate's arm: "Don't care!" ”

"More than 8 million funds have been approved this time! Don't dig up the plant! We've got to hand in all the resignation forms! ”

It turned out that the forty sets of goods in Guan Li's bag were purchased by the customs drag.

This shows the shrewdness of the customs.

with the pressure of these customs members.

At this time, the customs members shut their mouths and stopped stopping them.

At this time, a police vehicle taking pictures arrived at the General Customs Office, and several police officers in suits got out of the car one after another, strode into the customs building, and went straight to the office of the Commissioner of Customs.

Inspector Liao raised his arm again, ready to continue interrogating the criminal, but the criminal suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "Stop fighting!" Own! ”

"Ahem." The criminal vomited two mouthfuls of blood, Guan Li raised his head and looked at the customs inspector and said, "My own people... Own people ......"

"Who's with your own people." At first, the customs inspector thought that the criminal would not be able to hold on and want to confess, but he did not expect that the criminal played a reversal and claimed to be his own person.

The customs has been tracking Guan Li for so long, and knows that Guan Li is Lin Kun's confidant. And the customs is under Lin Kun's hands, there is no inside line at all, how can it be his own people?

The customs inspector scolded with displeasure in his eyes, and wanted to raise the stick again, but Guan Li hurriedly grabbed his trouser legs, raised his head with a mouth full of blood, and said, "I am Zhuang Sir's informant!" Zhuang Sir's informant! ”

"You can't go up! Just a kitchen above! Guan Li's eyes pleaded unwillingly.

Unfortunately, he had no other way. Because he knew that the police could really kill him.

After all, forty sets of "Hong Kong paper" were put in a bag, and the police were not responsible for killing him. Especially this inspector is so evil, I'm afraid he can do anything in order to solve the case.

Undercover file recovery after the fact? The police force will pursue it again? Damn, it's useless for people to hang up!

After hearing Guan Li's report from home, the customs inspector looked nervous and took a step back: "Fight!" ”

"Keep fighting!"

The customs inspector raised his wooden stick and threw it at Guan Li again.

Several Customs officers looked at each other in horror, unable to imagine what would be the outcome of being hit by an undercover police officer.

But the customs inspector didn't do anything, and directly decided to do it to the end.

Maybe there will be the support of the chief in the end.

Nothing is done now!

"Ahh Guan Li screamed again, and immediately understood that this team was not a police member, so he hurriedly curled up in a ball and shouted: "Take you there!" Take you there! ”

Office of the Commissioner of Customs.

Director Ghost Guy sat on the sofa with Zhuang Shikai drinking tea with a smile on his face.

Minnie pushed open the glass door and reported, "Sir! Good afternoon! ”

Zhuang Shikai raised his eyelids and saw this familiar face, his eyes changed slightly.

After seeing Zhuang Shikai, Minnie lowered her gaze and saluted obediently: "Zhuang sir!" Good afternoon! ”

Just now, Zhuang Shikai has personally greeted the director of customs, and the director of customs said that he will cooperate with the police operation, and Zhuang Shikai has paid some commercial interests.

After all, the relationship between the two sides is not very good after all.

Let the other party withdraw an action, how much meaningful.

Of course, Zhuang sir's face is there. Since Zhuang sir had an undercover agent in advance, and personally came to the door to make a request. The Commissioner of Customs will not be too tough, and after a few words of conversation, he will agree to what should be promised.

"Hmm."

At this time, Zhuang Shikai put down the teacup.

The Commissioner of Customs spoke up: "Minnie! ”

"Officer Zhuang of the Lin Kun Group's poisonous ice case is being investigated! Withdraw your men. ”

In the past few years, "Minnie" has grown from a young girl to a young woman.

Coupled with work experience and life experience, she has become mature and smart in the past.

"Yes! Sir! ”

Minnie stood up and saluted.

The Commissioner of Customs nodded in satisfaction.

She didn't make any effort for a long time, and Sir Zhuang was not an anti-drug group and other excuses...

He resolutely agreed on the spot.

Zhuang Shikai held the teacup and blew: "You'd better hurry." ”

"If something happens to my men."

"I want your life!"

Zhuang Shikai preached out without smiling.

His identity within the police force at the moment is the Minister of the Imperial Mission!

Don't talk about anti-drugs!

He can do anything.

"Yes!"

Minnie's expression was awe-struck, and she turned and walked out of the office.

"Thank you, sir."

"I'll go back to the police office first."

Zhuang Shikai got up and said goodbye to the director of customs.

"Sir Zhuang walks slowly."

The Commissioner of Customs put on a false smile, got up and sent Zhuang Shikai out of the office, turned around and returned to the office.

Zhuang Shikai, accompanied by several police officers, walked through the corridor through the door and entered the elevator.

Although, he paid a certain benefit, and the customs also gave face compromises. But Zhuang sir's cruel words to Mingni in the end made the director of customs unhappy.

What do you mean by killing you? Tell me in front of me and ask for my life? It's no wonder that the Commissioner of Customs can be happy.

For Zhuang Shikai, Minnie is no longer a fledgling child. Since the other party dares to do it, it must dare to take responsibility.

Something is going to happen. The new accounts and the old accounts are calculated together, so that you can't hit the street at all. The epaulettes of your senior inspector are not hung in vain either.

"Doot toot!"

"Doot toot!"

Minnie stood on the second floor of the Customs Department, in the office of the Senior Inspector, dialing the number of the frontline post, but did not wait for the lead inspector to answer.

Minnie immediately sent the paging number to the lead inspector.