In Wu Ke's vision, Jia Dong should have been cowardly and did not dare to continue racing on this mountain road, so he slowed down, and the next step should be to kill himself with a gun.

But he didn't expect that after slowing down, the opponent did not choose to fight with a gun, but turned the car and rushed down the cliff!

The off-road vehicle broke through the guardrail and soared into the air like a Tibetan antelope leaping over a cliff.

It's just that one of the two jumps over the cliff and the other falls into the abyss.

Wu Ke slammed on the brakes and stopped on the side of the road, and quickly got out of the car to check.

As soon as he probed, a heat wave hit him from the bottom up, pushing him to the ground.

It was followed by a loud bang.

The off-road vehicle turned into a ball of fire and kept rolling on the hillside.

Fortunately, the neighborhood is full of rocks and no vegetation, otherwise the fire brigade would inevitably make a trip.

"This... what's the situation?"

Wu Ke was dumbfounded.

Judging from his experience, the explosion just now was definitely caused by a high-powered bomb.

But what does it mean to put a bomb on your car?

perish together?

A little carelessness on this mountain road will lead to a doomed fate.

With the power of the explosion just now, it is absolutely not a problem to take me away.

If Jia Dong was desperate to jump off the wall, he should have stopped and brought himself with him.

It's all dead anyway, so why should you let yourself go?

This is where Wu Ke is puzzled.

Wu Ke briefly checked the surrounding situation, and then returned to the car to retrieve the video of the on-board surveillance.

After confirming that Jia Dong did not jump from the car just before jumping off the cliff, he drove back to the previous woods.

"Captain Wu, are you alright?"

Seeing that Wu Ke came back in an explosion-proof car, Jin Ping'an, who was shivering alone in the woods where he could not see his fingers, immediately came up.

"Go to the mountain first."

Wu Ke couldn't see through Jia Dong's trip at all, what purpose he was holding, so he could only put the matter on hold first.

Compared with Jia Dong, Cheng Yaojin, who was killed halfway, the poison den on the mountain was their main target this time.

The residents of the village had long been awakened by the gun battle on the mountain.

But according to the on-site information from the assault team, the drug dealers are almost dead.

With the employer gone, Wu Ke naturally didn't need to care about Luzi at the foot of the mountain, and drove straight up the mountain.

Wu Ke led Jin Ping'an into the small temple.

Smelling the strong smell of blood in the temple, Jin Ping'an subconsciously frowned.

Fortunately, the corpses in the yard are still whole. If he sees the broken corpse in the lobby, he must spit it out.

The two did not stay in the yard for a long time, but led by one of the team members, walked into a side room, and then walked down the stairs to the basement.

As soon as they entered the door, Wu Ke and Jin Ping'an's eyes fell on a middle-aged man with eyes.

After all, he was wearing a white dust-proof suit in a room of fully-armed SWAT officers.

This sense of existence is like a fly falling on the head of a bald programmer.

Wu Ke sternly asked, "You are the poison master they invited?"

The man lowered his head and looked sullen: "Yes."

Falling into the hands of the anti-drug team, the future fate is almost the same as the corpse above, or even worse.

After all, before he died, he had to endure the fear that the death penalty was approaching day by day.

Faced with the doomed ending, how could a man's spirit be lifted up?

Wu Ke has seen a lot of people who don't know their fear until death is imminent.

After confirming the man's true identity, a team was sent to **** him back to the drug squad.

The rest were left to dispose of dead bodies and a roomful of chemical raw materials.

"Are these raw materials for making drugs?"

Jin Ping'an, who was idle, pointed to the plastic bucket in the corner and asked, "Didn't I remember that the raw material of white noodles is pressed tablets?"

Wu Ke glanced at the basement like a small chemical factory and said in a low voice, "What is made here is not traditional goods, but new drugs synthesized through chemical synthesis."

Compared with traditional tableting, it is obtained by chemical synthesis.

Not only is the cost lower, but the raw materials are also much easier to do.

With the development of modern chemistry, as long as you are willing to study hard, there are ways to bypass those controlled substances and synthesize what you want through other ways.

Or simply use other materials to synthesize the tube first, and then synthesize ice.

And as long as there are enough materials, the output far exceeds the traditional goods.

Jin Ping'an's eyes widened: "These are ice? No wonder clues are so hard to find."

"Not only ice, but something else."

Wu Ke shook his head: "What gives us the most headaches is not the first generation of traditional products synthesized through diacetylmorphine, but these second and third generations of new products.

These things can be synthesized through chemical agents, which are more stealthy and harder to track. As you said, if you want to catch these guys, you can almost only rely on the clues of informants. "

Wu Ke rolled his eyes, pointed to the two plates of crystals on the table that had yet to be packaged, and continued: "The market price of these things is extremely high.

Buying from others, the purchase price per gram is about 100 yuan. If you synthesize it yourself, count the raw materials and other messy expenses.

The cost per gram is evenly divided, in fact, it is only a few dollars or a dozen dollars, and the maximum will not exceed fifty.

But do you know how much these things cost on the black market? A gram of high-purity ice can be sold for as low as six or seven hundred or even thousands.

With dozens of times the return of profits, countless people take risks every day. This is the real reason that no matter how we fight against drugs, we cannot prevent them. "

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What they have to fight against is never these chemicals, but an immortal monster composed of human desires.

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Jin Ping An unconsciously bit his lip and looked at everything in the basement with a complicated expression.

Tons of chemical raw materials are piled up in different categories in the corners of the walls.

If these were all made into finished products, how much would they weigh?

If all these things flow out, how many families will be harmed?

If there are underground laboratories like this, Qianhua City has many…

One hypothesis flashed in Jin Ping'an's mind.

"...The criminal police team has nothing to do with me for the time being. If you need my help in the future, just contact me directly."

"Um."

 …

Ai Liang, who was in her bedroom, opened her eyes.

The residual consciousness and spiritual link on Jia Dong's side disappeared completely, which means that he can't die anymore.

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It does not possess any special abilities or constitutions.

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