On the eleventh floor of the building, there is a drug-making kitchen.
Uncle Lame stuffed a version of the super-A product into a paper bag and handed it to Ali: "I have tried it. This version is the most authentic. It is difficult to make US dollars."
"Thank you Uncle Lame. Let's have tea another day."
The paper bag Ali was holding was like a folder, and he waved to the master. Seeing that the "helping cook" had opened the special security door, he turned around and went out and pressed the elevator button.
When he walked out of the elevator, Li Shaoze's eyes immediately fell on the paper bag in his hand.
"This guy is out with the goods."
"Tou, it doesn't look like it. The amount is too small." Chen Jin sounded suspicious. After all, how much stuff can be stored in a flat folder?
Lin Kunyou is not a small decorator in the nightclub, so it is impossible for the leader to deliver even this small amount of goods.
Li Shaoze hummed and said, "The kitchen is in this building. Regardless of whether it's goods or not, we have to take him down today."
His idea is simple. Who knows if this group of people will change their kitchens frequently? Since we have followed downstairs to the kitchen, we must first take out the kitchen.
Even if they can't catch them all, just the white powder seized in the kitchen and moved back to the police station is a great achievement. Next, it will be much easier to follow the clues and dig out Lin Kun's warehouse.
And when they were about to launch, Ali also made a solemn decision in his heart.
No matter what the professor is!
No matter how rich this professor’s background is, he doesn’t intend to care about it.
After the goods are delivered, I will report the location of the warehouse and kitchen to my superiors.
Immediately let the police raid the lair and destroy Lin Kun's entire gang in one fell swoop.
It's not that he is selfish
Because eight years, a full eight years.
Following Lin Kun for the past eight years, Ali no longer knows whether he is a human or a ghost, and has long forgotten the life of ordinary people.
Now he has finally mastered the location of the factory kitchen and all the criminal evidence of Lin Kun's gang.
So it was enough to get to this point. He didn't want to investigate or know what happened next.
The pain of endless hell was like a ghost in the deepest dream, eroding his heart all the time. If Ali doesn't go today, he really doesn't know whether in the end, after he inherits Lin Kun's entire business, will his heart still be biased towards the police and justice?
He has thought about betrayal more than once...
However, Li Shaoze did not take into account his psychological activities. When he saw the target approaching the car and entering the capture range, he immediately gave the order: "Action!"
"Yes, sir."
Swish…
The two car doors were opened, and the guys immediately rushed in with their guns drawn, eight guns pointed at Ali who was stunned on the spot.
Ali never thought that the police would show up at this time.
Moreover, the chaotic thoughts in his heart just now caused him to lose his previous keen observation ability, and he did not notice anything wrong with the two cars.
The most important thing is that these guys are not his colleagues in the Central District. But it was the group of people we met at Longhushan Park last time. Ali's fingertips were trembling slightly when he thought about the goods in his hands.
"Don't shoot."
He held the goods above his head, took two deep breaths and said, "Sir, don't shoot, really don't shoot."
"I'm just getting a document. It's not illegal."
Eight jet-black guns, even a bird-shooting .38, are enough to frighten a strong man until his knees become weak. What's more, he was still in the close zone of three meters, and he was surrounded in a circle, so he couldn't even run if he wanted to.
Ali was less afraid of death than anything else. What he feared most was that he would die under the gun of one of his own people when he was about to finish his work after being undercover for half a year. In this way, he would not be able to rest in peace until he died.
Li Shaoze put down the gun, took off the camouflage cap on his head, covered Ali's head, and patted his face: "Get the documents?"
"You're doing such detailed accounting now? Is it a big group with tens of thousands of people?"
"Bring it to me and see."
When Ali saw Li Shaoze's appearance clearly, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and felt a chill all over his body. Thinking of that violent collision, I couldn't help but swallow saliva.
Sheriff Liang was quite suspicious when he saw this. He didn't expect that Sir Li was so famous.
And when Li Shaoze grabbed the document, he didn't even need to open it. He could tell it was the first edition by pressing it through the paper bag. If it was really a document, whether it was 3a or 4a paper, how could it be printed in this size?
Ali knew the result from Li Shaoze's expression. He gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, suddenly shouted loudly, and slammed into a senior sister who was standing next to the paparazzi.
He is not a fool and knows what Li Shaoze's purpose is in following him. Naturally, I don't want to give up the credit of eight years of following him to others.
With a quick glance, he instantly judged that the paparazzi senior sister was the least skilled and wanted to take her as a hostage, grab her gun and run away.
As for Li Shaoze?
Although Peter Pan is famous, Ali defeated him once last time by using unexpected means, so he instinctively thought that he could take down Sir Li this time.
And the target he chose was indeed right. The senior sister who was the paparazzi let out a scream when she was caught off guard. But what followed was a strong, cold wind, which kicked Ali on the waist.
Li Shaoze put away his momentum with this kick and replaced it with Wing Chun's strength. He kicked out and then stopped it, but it only took a few seconds.
Ali only felt numbness in his waist and a pain like being pricked by a needle. He was kicked down among a pile of wooden boards in the basement.
"ah……"
Ali held his waist and rolled on the ground, letting out a miserable roar. Although he didn't want to cry, his tears and nose could not stop flowing down.
"Sir Li."
The guys around were all shocked by this unprepared scene.
Li Shaoze hummed, stepped forward under the eyes of the guys, picked up a wooden stick from the floor, and walked step by step to Ali.
The force of the kick just now is not something in a martial arts novel, it is just a way of exerting force that is naturally understood after practicing Wing Chun deeply and reaching level 2.
Use extremely fast speed to create maximum explosive power in a short distance, converging on one point to knock down the enemy.
Often the closer the distance, the faster the speed, and the stronger the damage!
This is also the origin of "Don't Chase Hands" in Wing Chun, because Wing Chun is a short-range boxing technique.
There is no doubt about Li Shaoze's speed, and the explosive force caused by it is naturally extremely powerful. If the kick just now was not deliberately restrained, Ali could be kicked to death with one kick.
But to solve the case, survival is very important. Beating to death is not allowed, but it can be beaten. If they don't fight, how can these young and Dangerous guys speak?
Li Shaoze stood in front of Ali with a stick, kicking him and hitting him, that's about it. If the other party is willing to cooperate, he will still provide humanitarian treatment.
“Where is the kitchen warehouse located?”
Li Shaoze asked, but Ali just panted and stared at him without saying a word.
This was the first time he had seen such a brave young and Dangerous boy. If he hadn't been holding the white powder, he might have thought he was a colleague! Li Shaoze chuckled, turned around and greeted the female paparazzi: "Senior sister, close your eyes, the screen is forbidden."
