Chapter 1136: Spreading Throughout the City

Fujin Building.

In the twenty-something-story building, only a few rooms had lights on. The lights in the elevator lobby downstairs were dim yellow. The security guard at the gate was holding his mobile phone and reading intently, not knowing what he was looking at. A contemptuous smile overflowed from the corners of his mouth, as if he were looking down on all living beings.

Screech...

A car stopped at the door, the sound of braking was deafening.

The security guard's attention was still on the mobile phone screen, and he didn't even lift his eyelids, silent and cold.

"What's your name?" Someone stood opposite the security guard and asked very impolitely.

The security guard frowned and raised his chin reluctantly.

"Police?" He was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stood up, clutching his mobile phone, a little flustered.

"Police inspection, are you from Lixin International?" The police asked while taking the security guard's mobile phone.

"No, I'm not... I was hired by Fujin's property management."

"Did you take money from Lixin International? Don't move around, don't get yourself involved with Lixin International."

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare." The security guard didn't know what kind of police came, so he just whispered: "I'm just a security guard, it has nothing to do with me."

"How many doors are there? Are there any secret doors?"

"The ones I know of have 6 doors. There is a back door that goes directly into the shopping mall next door. Walk through the fire passage, pass two fire passage doors, and you are in the shopping mall. There are also doors in the shopping mall that can go out..." The security guard explained hurriedly, wishing he could draw a picture. He was only paid 4,000 yuan a month; it wasn't worth it to risk his life for anyone.

The police opposite just nodded slightly and took out a floor plan to check with him.

The doors the security guard mentioned were consistent with what they knew, but they still had to be careful to prevent the nightclub from secretly opening small doors again. Those who engage in the entertainment industry are all obedient on the surface, but their stomachs are full of lewdness.

Yuan Bomin wore a police uniform with a gun around his waist, murderous. He set up a temporary command point on the first floor, stared at all the doors, and arranged them well before letting people kill their way in.

Not a single one ran out.

Whether it was the management, employees, or the freelancers and players inside, they all obediently accepted the inspection.

There were naturally those who wanted to run out, but as long as they saw the police officers at the door, they basically stopped wisely.

"Found the person."

As soon as Yuan Bomin's walkie-talkie rang, he picked it up immediately.

"Bring a batch of them out, don't separate them first, to avoid being discovered. Put hoods on them in a while, and then peel out 'Nightclub Thin'." Yuan Bomin had repeated this plan more than once, for fear that his subordinates would make some mistakes, so that they would be seen through and inform the others.

Although this possibility is very small, Yuan Bomin still controlled the risks as much as possible. Anyone who has been in this line of work for a long time knows that no matter how well the plan is made, a sloppy execution will definitely cause problems. In the end, whether a thing can succeed depends on making as few mistakes as possible, not on as many excellent performances as possible.

"Yes. We brought them out in the name of taking drugs, and we are walking out." In the walkie-talkie, the subordinates reported quickly.

Yuan Bomin was excited all of a sudden: "Did you find the drugs?"

"No, no drugs were found at the scene."

Yuan Bomin was stunned: "Did he dispose of the drugs?"

"It shouldn't be. We have been watching him for a while. He should be purely here to play today and didn't bring any drugs."

"He came to the nightclub to play without drugs, play my ass!" Yuan Bomin was a little angry, but suppressed his temper in an instant, and said: "It's okay, give him a quick drug test first to see what he usually takes..."

Yuan Bomin spoke a few words quickly, then ended the call, turned his head and said: "Has the team searching for Nightclub Thin arrived? Tell them, Nightclub Thin didn't carry drugs with him, so the drugs are very likely in his residence."

"Nightclub Thin" is a 2-level drug dealer, that is, the outermost periphery of the entire drug gang system, a typical consumable type of selling to support taking. Such a small drug dealer, whose income has to be deducted from the cost of the drugs he takes himself, rarely can rent a few more houses to do the cunning rabbit's three caves.

Of course, this is Yuan Bomin's expectation, hoping that Nightclub Thin is an ordinary small drug dealer with no pursuit, who can be satisfied by getting something to take every day.

The subordinates understood Yuan Bomin's thoughts very well and responded quickly.

At this time, it is not just about whether everyone does well or not. Whether it is the team catching people or the team searching for evidence, whether they can catch people or find evidence, it certainly depends on your efforts, but more importantly, whether the target is there. This is like fishing. Technology is the basis, but there are no fish in the pond, so what can you do?

And for a team leader, getting feedback quickly is a more important thing. Yuan Bomin is not afraid of a single event exceeding his grasp, but is afraid that when it exceeds his grasp, he has no grasp.

A few minutes later, "Nightclub Thin" was the first to be brought into the prison car, followed by the interrogation experts from the Anti-Drug Detachment itself.

Yuan Bomin hesitated for a moment and didn't go in.

Interrogation has interrogation techniques, especially this kind of on-site sudden interrogation, which hits a surprise. There are those with superb technology who purely play psychological warfare, and there are also those who are stupid and bump into luck.

Yuan Bomin occasionally participates in interrogations, but on this occasion today, his interjection would only interfere with the interrogation.

"Call Team Jiang, Nightclub Thin is in hand and is being interrogated." Yuan Bomin let out a breath and reported to Jiang Yuan for the first time.

4 o'clock in the morning.

The nightclubs that were not packed also began to get off work.

"Nightclub Thin" shrank his neck, wandered under the Wu Jiao Ge Overpass, and began to walk towards the north intentionally or unintentionally.

Wu Jiao Ge Overpass is a good place. The lanes on the bridge are numerous and chaotic, leading to main roads such as urban viaducts inward, and to highways and viaducts outward, making it very convenient to escape. Under the bridge, because of the cover of the bridge deck, it is dim and chaotic, and it is an excellent transaction location newly developed by local drug addicts.

However, also because the location of the overpass is too good, drug dealers and drug addicts around Wu Jiao Ge like to come over, which belongs to the public territory of drug dealers. And north from the overpass is Li Si Ge's territory.

"Nightclub Thin" walked cautiously.

He was not afraid of Li Si Ge, because there were police watching him behind him—thinking of his next fate, "Nightclub Thin" also had to rack his brains: what opportunity could allow him to escape without being wanted by the police and remembered by drug dealers.

Or rather, it doesn't matter if he is wanted and remembered, as long as he can escape, it is good.

"Nightclub Thin" looked around while thinking.

He didn't have the confidence to escape by physical strength. The long-term nightclub and drug-taking life had completely ruined his body. If he wanted to run, he must need a means of transportation...

"Hey." Someone saw "Nightclub Thin" and came over to shout.

Nightclub Thin and the other party looked at each other, and after a few seconds, they confirmed each other's identity.

"Do you want it?" Nightclub Thin asked him.

The other party nodded slightly.

"Did you bring money?" Nightclub Thin didn't ask casually. Those who come out to buy drugs at this time are all impatient drug addicts. Whether they have money in their hands is not certain, but they definitely have knives.

The other party's feet kept lifting and putting down, opening his clothes, revealing some red banknotes.

Nightclub Thin nodded, then took the other party to a bridge pier before trading with him.

According to Yuan Bomin's request, Nightclub Thin collected 30% less money.

After the drug addict verified the goods on the spot, he was pleasantly surprised and turned around and ran.

"Nightclub Thin" continued to walk north with a blank expression.

The spread of news among drug addicts is extremely fast. As long as there are cheap things, there is no need for publicity, and it can spread throughout the city in one night.