Chapter 33

groggy.

excruciating pain.

...

Chu Ci's body twitched slightly, opened his eyes, and then closed them tightly.

The high fever paralyzed his perception, and it took several minutes for his nerves to slowly feed back information such as the hard walls behind him and the dusty ground underground to his brain, and then he realized in a trance that he had been kidnapped.

In the past day and a half, all the drastic changes that have happened in the past day and a half have gone back and forth like a flashback: met a security guard in the warehouse, and under the duress at gunpoint began to answer the mentor's call, tried to leave a distress signal, and was immediately knocked out after hanging up. ...

Chu Ci let out a hot breath and tried to sit up straight, but as soon as she moved, she took a deep breath from the sharp pain from her ribs.

—Yes, I am hurt, he thought.

The kidnappers set the car on fire and pushed him to the highway. It was so dark and there were few people around. Even if he called for help, he could not see half a person. When passing through the bushes, he had been prepared for a long time and crashed the gangster into it. …

Then he was pulled up and punched several times by several people, and he lost consciousness during the beating.

why don't you kill me? In the dimness, this thought flashed in Chu Ci's mind.

Everyone knows that I was born in poverty, and I have no connections. Even if I am kidnapped, there is no possibility of extorting ransom. From the standpoint of the gangsters, it is unrealistic to run away with a big living person who can run, call and call for help. If they are stabbed to death in the wilderness and buried casually, it will undoubtedly be much more convenient for them...

Unless I still have use value.

What is the value?

Chu Ci was forcing himself to calm down and weigh the current situation, when suddenly a rustling sound caught his attention. He reluctantly opened his eyes, and when his eyes adjusted to the dim environment around him, he was stunned.

...Ding Dang?

This is a dilapidated room of only five or six square meters, and the only light comes from the cement window above the head, which is blocked by an iron fence. I don't know if it's early morning or evening outside. The gray sky reflects the silhouette of the girl on the ground, who is waking up from a coma in pain, uttering vague dreams: "...help...help...!"

Chu Ci immediately looked at the door, but fortunately Ding Dang's voice was not loud, so it shouldn't arouse the vigilance of the gangsters outside.

"What's the matter..." Ding Dang whispered, struggling to sit up on the ground. But she was too weak, and her whole body softened as soon as she exerted her strength - fortunately, Chu Ci reached out her hand to hold her in time, otherwise she would have suffered a concussion on the spot.

"...Chu Ci? Great, great, I knew you were fine!—"

Chu Ci suddenly put her index finger in front of her lips, motioning her not to speak.

Ding Dang suddenly fell silent, only to hear the gangster's vague conversation and footsteps coming from outside the door, and it took a long time to gradually walk away.

"..." The tense nerves of the two young people relaxed a little, Chu Ci frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

He regretted it as soon as he said it. I saw that Ding Dang's trembling that finally stopped was immediately revived, and even became more and more intense, his eyes like black grapes quickly filled with tears: "I, I want to surrender, I want to expose this group of people, but halfway through was... just..."

Chu Ci motioned her to lower the volume, "Surrender?"

Ding Dang shook his head.

"...Feng Yuguang's matter has something to do with Ding Gong?"

Ding Dang nodded first, then shook his head. She seemed very excited and didn't know what to say. It took a long time to forcibly suppress her emotions and said, "No, it's... it's me, it's me who killed Xiao Feng!"

Chu Ci frowned.

"On the 2nd of May, Xiao Feng asked me to sing on the KTV of Nevernight Palace that night. He often, often wanted to ask me to sing, but I couldn't... Although I rejected him, he still insisted on going to the city center to sing alone. waiting for me to go there..."

Ding Dang hugged his knees like a frightened and frightened little animal.

"I stayed at home very late, and my dad and Hu Weisheng didn't come back until midnight, saying 'that Feng Feng can't pester you anymore'. At that time I didn't understand what it meant until you were arrested by the police two days later. After I took it to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, I found out that Xiao Feng actually died that night, and the person who killed him must have been, must have been—"

Chu Ci interrupted her: "Who is Hu Weisheng?"

Ding Dang swallowed.

Chu Ci stared at her.

"...It's my boyfriend," Ding Dang admitted tremblingly: "It's my father, he insists on calling me, he insists on..."

In fact, no matter who Ding Dang associates with, it is not a problem for Chu Ci. But the girl's appearance at the moment is really weird. It's not like she was just arbitrarily determined by her parents, but she seems to be tortured by a more terrifying and cruel secret, so that it is difficult to open her mouth to others easily.

"He's a drug dealer..." Ding Dang finally collapsed and hugged his head.

"My father said that Hu Weisheng was hiding a pack of extremely powerful drug samples, which he used to work for a very big boss and stole it from their transportation chain. It is said that the big boss had someone use pure chemical means to synthesize this drug. A kind of drug, many raw materials are not controlled by the state in the manufacturing process; what is even more frightening is that it can be absorbed through skin contact, even if only a milligram is touched, it will make people addicted, and after addiction, the symptoms can only be relieved by taking the same drug... …”

Chu Ci's face changed slightly.

——Abandoning plant ingredients, bypassing most state-controlled raw materials, and using pure synthetic methods, more importantly, it can also be absorbed by the skin.

Once this kind of drug structure is announced and mass-produced, it will be popular at home and abroad in minutes. To exaggerate, it can even provoke the rhythm of the second Opium War.

Ding Dang choked up: "My father and those people have been thinking about it, trying to develop the same drug. However, the structure is really too complicated. They stole a lot of controlled raw materials from chemical factories and failed to make them. The compound is also highly toxic - later, I secretly investigated and found out that my father and Hu Weisheng used this failed compound to pretend to be some kind of drug and sold it to Xiao Feng, and then killed him..."

Chu Ci had a splitting headache and pressed her eyebrows tightly.

"Impossible," he said suddenly after a moment, "I can't think of any compound that is so powerful."

Ding Dang shook his head to express that he did not understand, and kept wiping away his tears.

Chu Ci asked, "Where did you say Hu Weisheng stole it from? Who developed this drug?"

"I, I don't know either." Ding Dang raised his tear-stained face and said pitifully, "I never asked, I only heard Hu Weisheng mention it to my father once - he didn't dare to say the name of the big boss, It's just that in the southwest area a few years ago, they all called that person the K of Spades..."

Spades K.

Ding Dang jumped up with a clatter, and the two of them looked at the closed door at the same time.

The door was pushed open, and the black muzzle appeared first. Ding Dang screamed and was dragged behind by Chu Ci decisively covering his mouth. Immediately afterwards, the kidnapper they all knew, Wang Le, an electrician from the chemical plant, walked into the house with a gun in hand, stood in front of the two hostages, and stared gloomily at them.

"Are you finished talking?" he asked coldly.

Chu Ci didn't say a word, and the frequency of Ding Dang's shaking could be seen with the naked eye.

"You," Wang Le pointed at Chu Ci with a gun, "come out with me."

City bureau, interrogation room.

Yan Yan pulled away the chair, motioned Gao Panqing not to record with his eyes, and sat down.

Ding Jiawang was handcuffed to the interrogation chair behind the iron table. don't know if it was because of his uncomfortable posture, or because of the madness and fear that he was dying. can't stop the depression and decadence that seeps out from the bone marrow.

——But experienced detectives know that people like Ding Jiawang who firmly believe that they will not be arrested tend to be more stubborn the more they get there. Because he subconsciously refused to believe that he would lose his hand, and always felt that as long as he continued to resist, as long as he clenched his teeth and refused to give a confession, things would have an ethereal turn for the better.

"If you don't go to my daughter, what are you doing here?" Ding Jiawang's mouth moved, and he pulled out a mocking smile: "Want to extract a confession? Or did you prepare some fake evidence to corrupt me? It's useless, I don't have anything. do not know."

As expected of an engineer, he is probably the most literate person in the drug gang, and he even thought about the possibility of the police cheating confessions.

But Yan Yan was very relaxed, poured a glass of water and said, "Let's talk."

Ding Jiawang looked at him vigilantly.

"Don't be so wary, I didn't want you to say anything, your wife said everything she could." Yan Yan took a sip of water in front of him and smiled: "Although she knows very little, it's barely enough to piece together. Give a rough idea - so now, you don't need to speak, I say, just listen."

"..." Ding Jiawang remained silent, as if he had expected that his wife might not be able to withstand the interrogation, and did not express much surprise.

"Your gang is first formed by you, the electrician Wang Le, and the security supervisor Diao Yong out of working relationship. Chi Rui, who has a criminal record of illegal gun manufacturing, is an 'outside'. The reason why he joined in, I guess it should be him. I like going to the chess and card room, secretly participating in gambling, and meeting the electrician Wang Le at the gambling table."

"In the beginning of the gang's establishment, your main activity should not be to make drugs, but to smuggle various raw materials from chemical plants to synthesize some controlled drugs - Adderall, Modafenil, flunitrazepam, etc., at most add a little more. MDMA - But the profits from these illegal prescription drugs are very limited, and even if you continue to sell 'rape drugs' such as flunitrazepam to illegal porn KTVs like Sanchun Huashi, the income is still stretched."

Yan Yan leaned forward slightly, crossed his fingers, and rested his strong elbows on the table:

"Until you get to know the old customer of Sanchun Flowers, Hu Weisheng."

Ding Jiawang's breathing finally became rapid.

"Hu Weisheng once worked as a retailer under a very powerful and deeply hidden drug lord. Although he has left the organization now, he secretly brought out something." Yan Yan said, "You I found a business opportunity from this thing and officially began to manufacture drugs."

Outside the interrogation room, the Technical Investigation Department:

"There are 33 small-scale private enterprises and factories related to processing and packaging in the Wuhai Industrial Zone. Taking the gas station where Chi Rui once appeared as the center, the number within 40 kilometers in diameter is 18."

"Director Huang's location is here! Wang Le called his family for the last time at 8:30 the night before yesterday. The mobile phone signal is near the post office north of Fuyou Road, Pingzhuang, Wuhai District!"

"Then, with the post office as the center, there are six processing and packaging factories within 40 kilometers in diameter. If you compare it with the gas station that Chi Rui has seen before—"

"Three! After overlapping the scope of action of the suspects, Chi Rui and Wang Le, there are finally three processing plants left!"

"List the registration information, geographic locations and detailed topographic maps of these three factories," Huang Xing stood up from his seat and said solemnly: "Summarize the list and send it to Deputy Yan Detachment."

"...I don't know what you're talking about," said Ding Jiawang's muddy voice in the interrogation room, "I didn't make drugs."

"Whether you have produced drugs or not is just my speculation until a sufficient chain of evidence is formed. Of course, speculation is fine. But I said that we are just chatting now, not taking notes, so you don't need to be too nervous."

Yan Yan adjusted a more comfortable sitting position.

His well-tailored shirt fits snugly, perfectly framing the broad shoulders, narrow waist and muscular curves, the cuffs are rolled up to the strong elbows, the fingers are relaxed and crossed, and the intricately suspended tourbillon on the dial of the watch is exceptionally conspicuous in the light.

Sometimes when Yan Yan entered the interrogation room, he didn't look like a deputy detachment of criminal investigation, but more like a lawyer who was cold and professional to the point of fear. Even his smile showed a hint of blood.

"The main purpose of your daughter Ding Dang's relationship with Hu Weisheng is for his drug-trafficking pipeline, and further, for this package of things that Hu Weisheng is hiding. As an expert, you know its value from the first sight, you realize If you can decipher the structure of this new type of drug and mass-produce it, you might even build an underground drug city—"

"But it backfires, your academic ability is not worthy of this ambition." Yan Yan smiled, "Feng Yuguang's autopsy results showed a lethal amount of scopolamine, and I am sure that Hu Weisheng's bag is a real blue bag. Powder is not going to poison addicts. That is, your imitation is a complete failure."

At the same time when he heard the four characters of blue powder, Ding Jiawang's body was obviously shaken.

"So when you found out that Chu Ci might be aware of the theft of chemical raw materials, you advocated not to silence him, but to kidnap him. Because you already know very well that your talent is limited, you may not be able to value this bag in your lifetime. The blue drug samples of the company have been mass-produced, so this 21-year-old top student who has completed a master's degree in a top university in the country is in urgent need of assistance."

Ding Jiawang's face became more and more gray, and cold sweat poured down, and after a while, his back was soaked.

"...What you said are all made up..." He murmured hoarsely: "The intern I brought stole the controlled chemical raw materials, it has nothing to do with me..."

"You'd better think about it again, Engineer Ding."

Yan Yan's eyes were sharp but his tone was flat, and every word was slow and powerful, as if it could be nailed into Ding Jiawang's brain: "The kidnapping can still be turned around, but if Chu Ci dies, the nature of the whole thing will change. Cooperate with the police fully. You can get a chance to have your sentence commuted. You still have a wife and children, so why do you have to run to death? As a literate person, you might as well think about it for a few more minutes, it will be the last chance I will give you."

Time passed one minute and one second, and it was as long as there was no end.

"I don't have drug trafficking," the Ding Jiawang god twisted handcuffs and repeatedly repeated in the sound of the sound: "No, I have no poison, let me go out ..."

Yan Yan sighed slightly.

At this time, Ma Xiang's voice sounded in Bluetooth headset: "Brother Yan, Yan, we put forward Diao Yong, and then go to the interrogation room later!"

"I know." Yan Yan let go of the headset and turned to Ding Jiawang, shrugging with regret: "It doesn't matter, although you choose to give up this opportunity, someone will fight for it."

Ding Jiawang seemed to feel something, raised his head in panic, and saw Yan Yan stood up and patted Gao Panqing: "Let's go."

Gao Panqing nodded: "No problem Yan brother."

Ding Jiawang subconsciously: "What, what?"

"Do you think we really want to open the gap from you? No, the police are the most likely psychological collapse in the criminal gang. It has a professional side. Our goal is not you from the beginning, and your textbooks are generally stubbornly resistant. I didn't let us down. "

Yan Yan stood at the door and smiled back. His facial features are very handsome, but this smile seems to have a little bit of bandit spirit:

"Play a bet. Within ten minutes, I can let the security director Diao Yongzhu pour beans, and even a few mouses in your poison -making factory spit it out -Lao Gao, help him start timing."