In the storm, a grenade quietly rolled to the police. When the explosion sounded, it was over. More than a dozen policemen fell into the rain. The drug dealer jumped onto his roof, jumped off the wall and ran towards Houhai. However, he didn't run far away. He suddenly fell to the ground. With the wailing sound, there was a blood hole in his legs...

The rest of the people were frightened and fell to the ground, surrendered without any resistance.

The police entered the drug manufacturing yard and kicked open the door. In the crystal room, the plastic box contained finished methamphetamine with a rock candy-like appearance, and a box weighed 20 kilograms.

A director of the Seoul Group in the village did not escape the French Open. The police found 350 kilograms of finished methamphetamine from his home. The police also found a large number of fake license plates and bundles of cash from other suspects' homes.

...

Police were all over the ground, helicopters were hovering in the sky, and armed personnel were full of guns and ammunition.

Soon, some wild dogs were shot dead, some fled everywhere, and the village was cut into several areas by the police. Drug dealers in handcuffs were constantly taken out of their homes and sent to an open space at the entrance of the village for centralized care.

"Exciting." Maslow looked at this thrilling scene. This kind of encirclement and suppression operation of thousands of people, the cooperation of various police forces in the sea, land, air, and China, Japan and South Korea, may someone be a policeman for the rest of his life and never encounter it once.

The clearance continued until dawn, until the heavy rain in the sky turned into light rain, and it was not over yet.

"It's time for us to enter the village," Maslow said with a smile. "The new drug laboratory is in this village."

Gao Xinhui nodded, "No, there are no laboratories here."

"There is no laboratory?" Maslow looked at Gao Xinhui with a calm face, "I understand that the real laboratory is a human, and the experimental methods and data they are in are in the human mind."

"Yes," Gao Xinhui praised, "so who is this person?"

This is exactly what Maslow is asking, but since Gao Xinhui mentioned it, this person must not be Qiu Yuen, who admitted to being a drugmaker, but only one person can manipulate all this.

"Is it Wang Wenzhi?" Maslow said. In fact, he should have thought of a long time ago. Who in the group has this ability except Wang Wenzhi? Whether it is Jiulong City Village or this island village, they are all Wang Wenzhi's fellow villagers.

Gao Xinhui raised her thumbs up and said, "Smart."

Maslow also smiled, "There is the arrest of Wang Wenzhi, but what else do you know?"

"I also know that those directors fled from Han in six directions. Well, I have sent the route map to the police department. Get in the car. Why do you still want me to send you an invitation letter?"

“Where are we going?”

The car turned around in the heavy rain and shouted loudly. Gao Xinhui smiled and said, "Of course, I'm arresting Wang Wenzhi."

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The wind and cold rain are cold, a small fishing port in Busan.

Suga Zhongjiu pushed the wheelchair, Chen Yu held an umbrella, and pushed Wang Wenzhi out of the car.

On the pier, the sea breeze kept whistling, and the rain was blowing around, raging on the dark sea, washing on the empty pier.

The pier has been filled with docked blue fishing boats. With the lights everywhere in the rain, what can be seen is the red flag erected on the fishing boats, and it is also standing listlessly under the flooding of rain.

However, in the heavy rain, there was a busy and lively scene. Almost every fishing boat had lights on, and there were endless fishermen boarding and disembarking. Some of them loaded water on the boat and refueled, some pulled fish nets and moved rice and vegetables... Suga Nakaku understood that this was preparing "food and grass" and was about to go to sea.

"Oh, I have been dreaming for thirty years, and I am afraid I will never come back here." In the bitter wind and rain, Wang Wenzhi took a last look at the Han Kingdom in the wind and rain, full of reluctance and nostalgia.

"My adoptive father, my heart is my hometown, which is what you said before." Suga Nakaku comforted, "There is also a Chinese community in Mexico. Besides, if so many old subordinates go over together, our group is still the same group."

"It's all right and wrong." Wang Wenzhi shook his head. He glanced at Chen Yu, and Chen Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, the ship is ready."

"Go on the boat and set off." Wang Wenzhi no longer hesitated.

Chen Yu prepared a converted fishing boat, which was on the surface, but in fact it was half a ship.

"Oh, in this world, Zhongjiu, you have to remember that people are the decisive factors, and it is easy to deal with only people." Wang Wenzhi was about to board the ship, but suddenly started to nag.

"Well, remember, I remember, adoptive father." Suga Nakasaki smiled.

He braved the heavy rain and pushed the wheelchair into the cabin, "Entertainment Father, please rest, Uncle Chen, please take care of me, I'll go to the front cockpit to take a look."

"Okay, go and do your business, there is no problem with Mr. Wang." Chen Yu poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Wang Wenzhi, but Wang Wenzhi held it in his palm and was quietly stunned.

"Why haven't you started the ship?" Suga Nakaku walked along the ship's side to the cockpit, and saw several crew members gathering together, "Drive quickly, don't waste time." He took out a few stacks of Han Yuan and threw them over.

But no one took his money. Several crew members looked at him binily. Suga Nakajiu smiled, "Money is a good thing. The first time I saw someone not moved by money..." Before he finished speaking, he immediately closed his mouth. Behind him, a hard thing was pressing against his waist.

"Raise your hands." Fluent Korean.

Suga Nakaku's smile froze. He slowly raised his hands and the gun inserted into his waist was pulled out.

"Su Nakaku?"

Suga Nakaku now heard it clearly. This was a female voice, and obviously there was a woman behind her.

He was thinking that the cockpit was obviously controlled. Well, Uncle Chen next to his adoptive father is a scholar, and he is powerless. Fortunately, he has a bodyguard with him. Well, I don’t know how many people there are on the boat now? Are they policemen? Well, are the waters outside blocked?

"Suzuka!" the woman shouted again.

"I'm not Suga Nakaku." Suga Nakaku replied. He was about to turn his head, but the man sitting in front of the crew's clothes turned his head and smiled at him in the swaying lights in the cabin.

"Qiu..." Suga Zhongji felt his heart beating faster. He could not recognize his identity. The person in front of him was the fake Qiu Chaoyong, who was also the current chairman of Seoul Group.

"Brother Zhongjiu, don't be fine!" Maslow smiled, and the gun in his hand also pointed at Suga Nakaku.

"You?" Suga Nakajiu immediately realized that he had been waiting for them here, so they were called self-investigation.
Chapter completed!