"Triangle Island?" Wang Qi sat up straight and asked again in disbelief: "Is it the triangle island I know?" ”

"Yes." Zhuo Bin affirmed.

Triangle Island, as the name suggests, is a triangular island that floats in the ocean between countries M and L.

The island is surrounded by atoll reefs, and large ships take a detour when they see it, and small ships cannot reach it safely.

In addition, there is a spooky rumor.

It is said that so far, no one who has set foot on this island has ever returned.

Whether it is dead or alive, no one knows.

This has been going on for decades, and many explorers don't believe it, and they are eager to explore its reality.

But there has been no news of these explorers since they set sail.

So gradually, people also believed this statement.

Since then, no one has dared to approach Triangle Island easily.

"It is said that a few years ago, the island was bought by a businessman from country M and planted with poppies. But no one has seen it with their own eyes, so I thought this kind of information was not credible. Wang Qi said solemnly.

"It's not that no one has seen it with their own eyes, it's just that the people who have seen it happen to have not survived." Wen Zi said indifferently.

When it comes to this, it is naturally an allusion to all kinds of rumors about Triangle Island, which are nothing more than ghosts made by some people behind their backs.

"Or, someone has seen it, but it's not word of mouth." Wang Qi glanced meaningfully at Wen Zi on the other side.

"There are not only poppies on the triangle island, but also a laboratory." Zhuo Bin took out two sheets from the pile of materials that Wen Ci had placed on the table and handed them to Wang Qi.

"Last year, the island grew a seven-colored poppy, which produces fruit that is black-red and thicker."

"This black-red pulp is the main ingredient of black beans."

Wang Qi flipped through the information in his hand, and the expression on his face had proved that he completely believed Zhuo Bin and Wen Ci's remarks.

"Is this...?" Wang Qi found that the pattern on the third sheet of paper was not the same as the appearance of the 'black bean'.

"It's a derivative of black beans." Zhuo Bin explains: "This 'skittles' can be made by diluting a small amount of slurry, adding some additives such as pigments, and other raw materials. ”

"This 'skittrose' is less toxic than heroin, and is currently only sold in parts of countries M and L, and ...... domestically Not yet discovered. ”

Wang Qi glanced at the white powder in the transparent bag, frowned, and said, "It's because it hasn't been discovered yet, it's even more terrifying!" ”

"I finally understand now why Sister Mei risked her life to keep this batch of goods." Wang Qi muttered.

Wen Ci pinched the other half of the capsule in Zhuo Bin's hand.

"I think the focus of this case should be on 'black beans.'"

"The cultivation technology of the seven-colored opium poppy is not yet mature, and it is not possible to grow it in large quantities, so the yield of black beans is very small." Zhuo Bin took over the conversation.

"In addition, the behind-the-scenes boss of Triangle Island is mysterious, and no one has yet grasped its true identity."

"So, where did Sister Mei get this batch of goods? What does the person who provided her with the supply have to do with the owner of the Triangle Island? ”

Wang Qi listened to Wen Ci and Zhuo Bin's words and fell into thought.

originally thought it was just a simple drug trafficking case, but I didn't expect it to be so widely involved.

……

Just when the three of them were silent, a crisp sound suddenly came from beside them.

At the same time, there was a low curse from Nie Lin.

"Holy!"