Chapter 13: What is this place? What a punishment!

"What is this place?"

"What are these big machines used for?"

"Why does this place smell like a criminal?"

"Who is this Brother Chen?"

People in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded when they saw what was in front of them.

And Chu Qian was dumbfounded when she saw these things in front of her.

What on earth is this place?

In front of Chu Qian's eyes, large machines stood there.

This is not a small warehouse.

Under the small warehouse is a large basement.

This underground area covers almost the entire seafood market.

Chu Qian was slightly stunned when she saw this scene.

She didn't expect such a scene down here.

Then why does this place only have such simple security?

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that the biggest security system here is the surveillance network outside.

Under such a meticulous tracking network, it is indeed difficult to disclose anything.

The security construction here actually doesn't make much sense.

It can only be regarded as a waste of manpower and material resources.

Chu Qian came here because she had finished talking to the people outside first.

That's why Chu Qian seemed so relaxed and comfortable coming to this place.

These machines are still working non-stop. It seems that the many inexplicable sounds that Chu Qian heard just now must have come from here.

There were a few people walking back and forth among the machines. They must have noticed Chu Qian coming in, but no one raised their head to take a closer look at her.

It seems like what happens here has nothing to do with them.

"Isn't this the legendary hidden black food processing factory?"

Someone in the live broadcast room said something shocking.

"real or fake?"

"Brother, do you want to keep the news true?"

"I've heard of it. Is it in a place like this?"

"Does this seafood market actually have so many secrets?"

…

The live broadcast room was completely detonated by this sentence.

All the people kept sighing at what they saw.

Chu Qian also saw the barrage.

She didn't live in this city long.

Naturally, I have never heard of such rumors.

But look at these things in front of you.

That should really be the case.

What kind of force can build this scale underground?

Judging from the reaction of this group of people.

They were literally the screws of this giant factory machinery.

They are also working continuously.

No one fished or did anything else.

No one cares about who Yang Qiong is.

None of them even questioned Chu Qian's identity.

As if everyone who can enter this place is trustworthy.

There is no need to worry about other people entering this place.

Even if Chu Qian is a brand new face they have never seen before.

This kind of strong execution ability made Chu Qian's heart tremble.

How long has this place been around?

It was actually made in such a large market.

What a surprising scale.

Chu Qian moved her steps in the market.

Collect all the pictures here into the pictures in your own live broadcast room.

The whole picture of this place was slowly revealed to everyone.

More and more details are beginning to come into people’s eyes.

More and more shocking points are beginning to come into people’s eyes.

A series of screams began to sound in the live broadcast room...

At this time, in the conference room of the Magic City Market Administration Bureau.

There was a sound of glass breaking.

The water glass in Lao Yang's hand broke and fell to the ground the moment he saw this scene.

But no one even paid attention to this scene.

Everyone was staring at the screen in front of them.

Shock.

No one had any other emotion besides shock.

All of them were dumbfounded.

What on earth is this thing in front of me?

They have long known that there is a batch of mysterious black food in the market.

But they have no idea where it was produced.

They searched all the food-producing places in the city, but could not find any place that was suspected of being able to produce those foods.

And those black foods have gone through layers of dealers before entering the market.

So there is no way to find out the source of the food through the dealer.

They have been suffering from these headaches for a long time.

No one expected that Chu Qian would help them solve two such difficult things in just one day.

Lao Yang opened his mouth slightly, but didn't say anything.

The method of bringing Chu Qian into this place was simply a miracle in the eyes of this group of people.

How did she do it?

It's so easy to enter a place with many layers of security.

They had not even imagined that this processing plant would be under this market.

Because there simply is no location in this market where a factory of this size can be built.

So none of them had any doubt that such a thing really existed in this place.

There is such a large basement under this seafood market.

When was this built?

Why isn't there even any record on the archives?

Did they build it themselves?

Then why don't you know the slightest movement?

What kind of strength can build such an underground factory without any human feelings?

Several people here have no way of imagining it.

Soon, people present discovered another problem.

So, it seems that Brother Chen is more than just the boss of the black-hearted merchant.

He is even the chief supervisor of this underground factory.

Everyone shuddered after seeing this scene.

Who is this person?

Actually has the strength on this scale?

No one spoke.

Only Lao Yang silently lit up a cigarette.

"Have all the information of those named Chen been found?"

Lao Yang spoke slowly, and an inexplicable sense of oppression spread from the room.

"We are already checking, and the information will be sent over soon!"

Someone below hurriedly looked at the mouth and said.

The scene in front of me shows that this is no longer a trivial matter.

It is no longer a question of learning.

"Let them hurry up..."

Lao Yang said lightly, and the cigarette in his mouth disappeared faster and faster.

"Find it out quickly and inform Lao Cao that there is work to do!"

He put the cigarette in his mouth into the ashtray.

The strength in his hand was like crushing the cigarette.

"This thing has been placed in front of us. If we don't get rid of it, we will lose our face."

A trace of fierceness flashed across Lao Yang's face, as if he had made a decision.