326 Customs work

Style: Science Author: MengjunWords: 3414Update Time: 24/01/18 18:21:18
"Didi!"

The car lights came on.

Honda sedan unlocked.

Guan Li strolled towards the car door.

"action!"

The customs inspector gave the order.

The two car doors opened.

"Da da da." More than a dozen customs members in suits and leather shoes, with firearms on their waists, rushed towards Guan Li like wolves and tigers.

Guan Li, who was originally looking relaxed, heard the footsteps and saw the crowd coming towards him. His expression suddenly changed. He gave up the car, looked around in panic for a while with his backpack, and then immediately turned around and rushed towards the parking space on the side.

Because several cars are parked there! It can effectively divide the crowd and resolve the police's advantage!

In addition, there is an underground passage behind that location, and you can also run to the basement on the second floor!

More chances to escape and hide!

As for the forty sets of goods, you can't just throw them away. Once thrown away, it will be evidence and it will make Lin Kun dissatisfied.

"Catch him!" Customs officers attacked from both sides.

The male inspector raised his hand and pointed at the figure and shouted.

Everyone immediately chased Guan Li.

There was chaos in the basement.

Guan Li cursed in his mind as he ran away: "Didn't I talk to Sir Zhuang?"

"Why are the police still here?"

"Damn it! There's no point in grabbing a kitchen! This is ruining my good deeds!"

Guan Li originally planned to find out the location of the kitchen, warehouse, and entire drug manufacturing factory, and then report them all to Sir Zhuang to destroy the drug manufacturing group in one fell swoop.

I have just found a kitchen now, and there is a good sign.

how?

Dude, are you going to take credit soon?

This kitchen is easy to poke!

It's easier for Lin Kun to build another one!

But it is difficult to find out more about the institutional factory!

Guan Li jumped up and overturned a car while holding the front of the car.

The customs officers pursued him in multiple directions, scattered and surrounded him, and were chasing him in the garage.

In fact, the reason why Guan Li had a relaxed expression before was because he had lost a group of policemen on the road.

And this police team is the serious crime team sent by Uncle Biao.

Guan Li had no idea that there were two teams of people watching him, one of them was to protect him, and the other was trying to eat him.

After he shook off the crime team, he thought there was no tail behind him, but unexpectedly, the customs team bit him and followed him all the way to the kitchen floor.

"Still want to run away?" The customs inspector laughed ferociously and led people to block the door in advance.

It turned out that the customs had figured out Guan Li's escape route, and they divided their troops into two groups and immediately blocked the road.

At this moment, the customs inspector raised his gun and pointed it at Guan Li.

Guan Li quickly stopped and stood in front of him sweating profusely.

"Get down!"

Two customs members immediately rushed up from behind and threw them to the ground with great force.

Unable to resist, Guan Li lay on the ground and allowed the two men to handcuff him.

The underground garage is very close to the kitchen. In order to avoid being discovered by drug dealers in advance, the customs personnel did not fire any shots. They relied entirely on the strength of the troops to control the situation.

Otherwise, a dozen of them drew their weapons.

Guan Li didn't even have a chance to escape.

At this time, Guan Li's hands were cuffed, and he raised his head and stared upward.

The customs inspector knelt down, patted Guan Li's cheek, and said with a playful look on his face: "Run! Why don't you run?"

"Fuck." Guan Li cursed and turned his head angrily, not wanting to talk to his pig teammates at all.

Now he was angry in his head and imagining the fate of the street boys in front of him.

If they dare to ruin Sir Zhuang's good deeds, they will definitely not be able to survive in the police force.

The customs inspector pinched Guan Li's face and said, "Tell me! Which floor is the kitchen on?"

"Take us up! I can help you apply for a commutation of your sentence!"

Guan Li thought to himself, "I'll reduce your sentence to hanging!"

"I need to go to jail?"

"Wait until I get reinstated! You will be the first to cause trouble!"

Guan Li lowered his head, gritted his teeth and let the customs inspector pinch his cheek.

"You still have a tough mouth?" Seeing his performance, the customs inspector sneered and turned to the side. He took out a wooden stick from a pile of decoration waste, held the stick with both hands, stood in front of Guan Li and said with a smile: "I'll give you another chance!"

"Are you going to tell me?" The customs inspector looked cold and sinister.

Guan Li's pupils were locked, but he remained silent.

"Ha!" The customs inspector sneered, raised his stick with both hands, and smashed it towards Guan Li with a bang.

"Ah!" Guan Li suddenly screamed.

Two customs members let go of Guan Li's shoulders, took two steps back slightly, and together with more than a dozen customs members, surrounded Guan Li in the middle of the crowd.

Guan Li's hands were handcuffed behind his back, and he was unable to resist or escape.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

One stick! Two sticks!

Guan Li's screams became more and more miserable.

The customs inspector did not hold back, hitting Guan Li firmly with each stick, and occasionally kicked and cursed: "Say! You mean it!"

"Where is the factory! Tell me! Otherwise I will beat you to death! I will also slap you with the label of arrest! Your death will be in vain!"

There are some policemen who are worse than criminals!

This customs officer is like this.

"Stop it! Sir Liao!" A member of the customs suddenly grabbed the customs inspector's wrist: "If you continue to beat me, you will really die!"

At this moment, Guan Li's mouth was full of blood and he was lying on the ground with footprints all over his body.

The customs inspector threw away his subordinate's arm: "Don't worry!"

"More than eight million yuan of funding has been approved this time! We won't dig out the factory! We all have to hand in our resignation slips!"

It turns out that the forty sets of goods in Guan Li's bag were dragged by the customs to buy them.

This shows how smart the customs is.

Pressure with these customs members.

Now the customs members shut their mouths and stopped stopping him.

At this time, a police vehicle taking pictures arrived at the General Administration of Customs. Several police officers in suits got out of the car one after another, strode into the customs building, and went straight to the office of the director of customs.

Inspector Liao raised his arm again, ready to continue interrogating the criminal, but the criminal suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Stop fighting! One of our own!"

"Ahem." The criminal vomited out two mouthfuls of blood. Guan Li raised his head and looked at the customs inspector and said, "One of our own...one of our own..."

"Who the hell is one of your own?" The customs inspector initially thought that the criminal couldn't hold on and wanted to confess. Unexpectedly, the criminal reversed course and claimed that he was one of his own.

The customs has followed Guan Li for so long and knows that Guan Li is Lin Kun's confidant. Moreover, the customs is under Lin Kun and has no inside information at all, so how can it be on its own?

The customs inspector cursed with displeased eyes and wanted to raise his stick again, but Guan Li quickly grabbed his trousers, raised his head with blood on his mouth and said: "I am Mr. Zhuang's informant! Mr. Zhuang's informant!"

"You can't go up! It's just a kitchen up there!" Guan Li begged with unwilling eyes.

Unfortunately, he had no other option. Because he knew that this team of police officers might really beat him to death.

After all, with forty sets of "Hong Kong papers" in his bag, the police officers were not responsible for beating him to death. Especially since this inspector is so evil, he will do anything to solve the case.

Undercover file recovery after the incident? Will the police pursue further investigation? Damn it, it’s no use having people die!

When the customs inspector heard that Guan Li had left home, he looked nervous and took a step back: "Hit!"

"Keep fighting!"

The customs inspector raised his wooden stick and hit Guan Li again.

Several customs members looked horrified and looked at each other. They could not imagine what would happen if they caught the undercover police officer.

But the customs inspector refused to do anything and decided to go to the end.

Maybe I can still have the support of my superiors in the end.

Nothing to do now!

"Ah!" Guan Li screamed again. He immediately understood that this team was not the police. He quickly huddled up and shouted: "Take you there! Take you there!"

Office of the Commissioner of Customs.

Director Gui Lao was sitting on the sofa drinking tea with Zhuang Shikai with a smile on his face.

Minnie opened the glass door and announced: "Sir! Good afternoon!"

Zhuang Shikai raised his eyelids and saw this familiar face, his eyes changed slightly.

After seeing Zhuang Shikai, Minnie lowered her gaze and saluted obediently: "Sir Zhuang! Good afternoon!"

Zhuang Shikai had just personally greeted the Director of Customs. The Director of Customs said that he would cooperate with the police, and Zhuang Shikai paid some commercial benefits.

After all, the relationship between the two parties was not very good after all.

It takes some sense to ask the other party to withdraw from an action.

Of course, Sir Zhuang’s face is there. Since Mr. Zhuang had an undercover agent in advance and came to the door in person to make the request. The director of customs is not too tough. After a few words of conversation, he agreed to what he needed to agree to.

"Um."

At this time Zhuang Shikai put down his tea cup.

The Commissioner of Customs exclaimed: "Minnie!"

"Police officers are investigating the Lin Kun Group's drug ice case! Please withdraw your troops."

In the past few years, "Minnie" has grown from a young girl to a young woman.

Coupled with work experience and life experience, she has become more mature and smart than before.

"Yes, sir!"

Minnie stood at attention and saluted.

The director of customs nodded with satisfaction.

She didn't make any efforts for a long time. Sir Zhuang is not an anti-drug team and other excuses...

He agreed decisively on the spot.

Zhuang Shikai held the tea cup and blew on the air: "You'd better hurry up."

"If something happens to one of my men."

"I want your life!"

Zhuang Shikai preached without a smile.

His current status within the police force is the Imperial Envoy!

Don’t talk about cracking down on drugs!

He can take care of everything.

"yes!"

Minnie turned around and walked out of the office with a stern expression.

"Thank you, sir."

"I'm going back to the police station office first."

Zhuang Shikai stood up and said goodbye to the Director of Customs.

"Sir Zhuang, walk slowly."

The director of customs put on a false smile, stood up and sent Zhuang Shikai out of the office door, turned around and returned to the office.

Zhuang Shikai, accompanied by several police officers, walked from the door through the corridor and entered the elevator.

Although he paid a certain amount of benefits, the customs also compromised in terms of face. But Sir Zhuang's last harsh words towards Minnie made the Director of Customs feel unhappy.

What does it mean to kill you? Are you telling me to kill my subordinates in front of me? It's strange that the Director of Customs is happy.

As for Zhuang Shikai, Minnie is no longer a fledgling child. Since the other party dares to do it, they must dare to take responsibility.

Something really happened. Calculate the old and new accounts together, and it’s not too much to throw you into the street. Your senior inspector's epaulettes are not for nothing.

"Dudududu!"

"Dudududu!"

Minnie stood in the senior inspector's office on the second floor of the Customs Department and dialed the number for the frontline position, but she didn't wait until the lead inspector answered.

Minnie immediately sent the paging number to the inspector leading the team.