Chapter 335: Shenxiantang is trying something new again?

Chapter 335: Shenxiantang is trying something new again?

Chapter 335: Shenxiantang is trying something new again?
Lin Guoguang dug his hands on the table and gritted his teeth and said, "Just because Lao Zhong doesn't sell powder doesn't mean he won't touch ice. Shenxiantang has deep cooperation with the mainland."

"Ice from Hong Kong Island is shipped to the province. If we don't suspect him, who else should we suspect?"

The doctor's hand gradually loosened, but his eyes were still suspicious: "Where did you get the news?"

"One of my informants used to work with Yongshun as a demolition agent. He told me this," said Lin Guoguang.

The doctor pushed Lin Guoguang up and said with a serious expression: "I will investigate this matter thoroughly. If you dare to lie to me, I will be the first to chop you into pieces."

Lin Guoguang said: "There is no gangster who doesn't deal in drugs. They have done murder and other illegal things, so what else do they need? Shenxiantang said that Lao Zhong doesn't deal in drugs, but in fact, he wanted to help increase the sales of methamphetamine!"

"Ask the police to find out about the white powder, and when the market is empty, fill it with ice. You've all been fooled!"

The doctor's face was dark and his eyes were gloomy: "So it's Shen Xian Tang, then everything makes sense."

Baojiang's face suddenly understood, and he was amazed: "Tiao, worthy of being the Marshal of the Three Mountains, Longtou Tang, actually planned new products so early."

"It's a dirty trick."

Lin Guoguang used a tissue to wipe the milk tea off his collar and said in a serious tone: "How did you get to where you are today? You relied on your fists!"

"He relies on his brain. Every time he does business, he likes to try new things. When I was in the police force, I kept chasing him to check for fans, and he almost killed me."

"But I don't play with powder. I'm always researching new products. I want to use new products to get rid of you old hands."

Baojiang swallowed his saliva and said nervously: "Boss, what should we do? We have a lot of goods on hand. If we can't sell them, we will lose a lot of money!"

The doctor shook his head calmly: "Don't worry, powder is different from ice. If ice is compared to cigarettes, white powder is a high-end cigar. The bad guys can afford cigarettes, but that doesn't mean they can afford cigars."

"And white powder is much stronger than cigars."

Lin Guoguang also agreed: "We have the goods, so it is impossible that we can't sell them, but the total market volume of cigarettes is higher than that of cigars. If we don't get involved in methamphetamine, we won't be able to hold on to the market with our strength."

Shipping the goods abroad and earning a fee is not as profitable as unpacking the goods locally. The number of local drug addicts is limited and it is impossible for them to increase suddenly.

There is still room for the growth of soft drugs, but white powder is used by highly addicted people, and the number of customers will only decrease.

The doctor didn't want to watch his clients run away, and felt that the situation was thorny. He stared at Lin Guoguang and said, "From what you said, do you want me to go to war with Lao Zhong?"

Lin Guoguang was not stupid enough to fall into the trap. He took another puff of the cigarette in his hand and slowly replied, "It's not a war, it's cooperation."

"Ah, cooperation?" Baojiang was surprised.

Lin Guoguang's nostrils were filled with smoke, and the restaurant was filled with the unique smell of lard from marijuana. He said, "Lao Zhong is the dealer, Shen Xian Tang is the big boss, and the target is too big, so it's impossible for him to dismantle the goods personally."

"There are people with the prefix 和 who help him unpack the goods in Hong Kong Island, and there are people with the prefix 忠 who help him unpack the goods in Kowloon. Does he need another person with the prefix 忠 to help him unpack the goods in the New Territories?"

"Those of us who should leave will continue to leave, but if we connect with Lao Zhong and become the downstream buyer of methamphetamine and help dismantle and sell it, we won't be left behind by the market."

Baojiang slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "Great!"

The doctor fell silent, and finally nodded gently: "Okay, I'll try to talk to Shen Xiantang."

In his eyes, talking about cooperation is not considered an offense. At most, everyone can do their own thing. At least they will not be crossed by Lao Zhong.

Although Dezidui was not a direct descendant of the Number Gang, he was carrying the Number Gang's banner, so the gang had to give him some respect. Moreover, the doctor was cautious, and had already figured out a reason to ask the head of the gang to come forward.

Shenxiantang must be trying to ruin the event, but he can't find an explanation!
"Come on, come with me to the kitchen to get a batch of goods to send to a friend. What happened last time when the owner of the dance hall in Kwun Tong called and said that he sucked glass in the 'Hong Kong Paper'?"

"You almost burst the customer's lungs. Could you please pay more attention to your workmanship?" The doctor stood up.

Lin Guoguang led him to the back door and explained, "It's impossible. I personally supervised the process of the last batch of goods. They mixed flour into the mixture, not even wall putty."

"Maybe they did it themselves." The doctor didn't really care about the life or death of the poisonous insects. So what if he took out the glass? You get what you pay for.

You all have one foot in the coffin, and you still dare to come and settle the score with us?
Zhenzhen, the owner of the milk tea shop, squatted in the corner, hugged her knees, looked up at the sky with a peaceful face, enjoying the pleasure brought by the white powder.

Lin Guoguang walked a few meters away before she realized what was happening. She turned around and said, "Brother Guang, come back for milk tea when you have time."

The doctor whispered, "Does it feel good?"

Lin Guoguang had a complicated expression and chuckled, "Great Kung Fu."

"Let's go together next time." The doctor didn't feel offended at all. As for the pink girls, they would sleep with you if you gave them a bag of white powder. If there were more than a dozen of them taking turns to play with them, it would be no big deal unless they killed someone.

"Crack!"

On the third floor of Block B, Ping Tin Estate, a police officer from the Narcotics Bureau Intelligence Unit took photos of the two people with a spy camera.

The Narcotics Investigation Division followed Ye Zai's clues and traced them back to the doctor.

Not only did they sweep many places, they also started to dig deep into the doctor's warehouse. The officers of the Narcotics Investigation Division were not lazy and had rich experience in handling cases.

Every new triad member who appeared was marked and background checked, and the information was sent to the action team. Chief Inspector Ho Kwan-hung of the action team received a new intelligence that afternoon.

The first page contains the background information of "Cha Lao Guang", including his academic performance at the police academy, several hearing records, work files, and work experience.

"Police officers going missing" has always been regarded as a scandal by the police force. Every police officer who goes missing will be given special attention by the police force, and his former colleagues in the department will be subject to internal hearings again and again.

A group of police officers from the same period in the entire department will be seen as having a risk of "defection" and being politically unreliable.

When Lin Guoguang's former brothers went to work the next morning, they would find that the desks had been cleared and work had been suspended.

Friends from the Internal Investigation Division will slowly play with them.
After reading the intelligence, Ho Kwan-hung made a copy of the document, put it in a briefcase, and took it with him when he left work.

When driving past Shanghai Street, he parked his car in front of Yong Ji Tea Restaurant on Shanghai Street. After placing his order, he went to the newsstand at the door and flipped through the newspaper. When he was waiting to pick up his food, he accidentally left the document on the newsstand.

Ten minutes later, Yin Zhaotang received the document, flipped through it, and said gloomily, "Shahui, please ask the person in charge of Dezidui to come to Sihai Restaurant to see me."

Silly Hui nodded: "I understand, boss."

With Lao Zhong's reputation, if you make a phone call to De Zi Dui, doctors will report their positions. People with family businesses who don't want to give up everything and flee overseas should know how to bow their heads when they should.

Yin Zhaotang took out his mobile phone and called Li Zhibin. His tone was murderous and full of anger: "Mr. Li, I have a big surprise for you. Be prepared!"

(End of this chapter)