After hanging up the phone, the old cat decided to go to the lab to see the Dr. He. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Dr. He's experimental progress is stuck on a certain technical difficulty, this kind of too advanced scientific and technological experiment is like a book of heaven for the old cat, as for whether it is really stuck in technology, or this old boy is playing tricks, the old cat can't tell for a while, but when he was in the police academy, one of the subjects he learned best was criminal psychology, and he was especially good at figuring out people's hearts, so the old cat felt that even if he didn't understand technology, he could knock on the Dr. He who wanted to strike at every turn at the right time. In his opinion, this gray-haired postdoctoral supervisor in energy science is not much different from his subordinates, and he has to recite some tightening spells to him from time to time, otherwise Dr. He, the monkey, may turn his head again one day. He came to the door of the laboratory and glanced at the old doctor through the glass window, and it seemed that this old thing had not slept all night.

The old cat also generally knows what the organization is making this Dr. He study - water can be broken down into hydrogen and oxygen, which is common knowledge that everyone who has taken a junior high school chemistry class knows, hydrogen can be used as an energy source for combustion, but it produces water, water that does not pollute the human environment in any way. The old cat doesn't think that the organization wants this technology for the progress of human society, the capitalist trust has always only cared about profits, and those who stand at the top of the organization must have control over some of the existing energy in their hands: oil, coal, etc., they must not want others to rob the technological invention of new energy - otherwise, once new energy is popularized, who will buy oil and coal? The practice of arranging those international energy monopolies will at least wait for the oil and coal reserves to bottom out before they will launch this technology in their own hands, otherwise the deployment of the first hundred years will not be married to others? In the final analysis, capitalism's pursuit of profits is ruthless and bloody.

The old cat didn't stay by the transparent glass door of the laboratory for long, he asked his subordinates to send in a video, in which Dr. He's family lived happily, and the subtext was that if Dr. He didn't cooperate or tried to make any changes, he had to consider whether the changes at the expense of his family were really worth it. After seeing the frightened expression on Dr. He's face, the old cat left the laboratory, not far from this laboratory, this is the underground space that the old cat is most willing to come to, this is the underground factory where they make ice # poison, dozens of guys are divided into three shifts in the morning, noon and evening, and they produce and process the latest ice # poison 24 hours a day. The formula for refining ice # poison was given by the organization, and the small boss forced Dr. He, who almost won the Nobel Prize in Chemistry, to transform the formula, and the ice # poison produced according to the new formula has a better purification effect and is more addictive than the previous one - this is what the old cat is most happy to see, and it is precisely this that makes the old cat really discover the value of Dr. He.

As long as this batch of new goods can be sold smoothly, he will be able to expand his production capacity again, imagining that this place will become the largest methamphetamine producer in the whole of East China and the country, and the drug factory in front of him is like a money printing machine, and there is a steady stream of wealth flowing into his account every day, although he can only get a small head, and there are big bosses and small bosses above him, but even so, the wealth flowing from the hands of the organization and the bosses is enough to make him a lot of money. For some reason, he suddenly remembered a face, the face of a typical southern man, that person had a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and his temperament was elegant, and he looked more like a university lecturer, he couldn't believe it at first, that young man was actually the deputy director of the city bureau and the head of the criminal investigation detachment, but then he heard that behind the young man stood the red family of the capital, and he was immediately relieved - this was obviously the one who came down to the gold. But he could not forget a pair of eyes, those eyes that seemed to have pronounced his death sentence when he left, and the thought of those eyes made the old cat feel uncomfortable. He became an undercover agent as soon as he graduated from the police academy, and he had never been a serious policeman for a day, and his understanding of those inter-provincial tyrants was much deeper than that of the police, but in the eyes of the young man with a little vicissitudes in his eyes, he saw elements that were more ruthless than those trans-provincial tyrants.

The old cat smiled self-deprecatingly, took a gas mask and put it on, and walked around the drug factory like a king, and after confirming that everything was being carried out in a tense and orderly manner, he returned to the car on the first floor with satisfaction, tonight was Chen Xiaoya's birthday, he saw a look at the roses in the car and the expensive gifts that had been prepared a long time ago, if he was still a policeman, let alone driving a Mercedes-Benz, maybe even buying a bouquet of roses for his beloved woman would have to calculate the price for a long time. He took a deep breath, started the Mercedes-Benz, and slowly drove out of the factory, after the automatic retractable door of the factory opened, he habitually hit the direction and stepped on the accelerator. There were a lot of cars parked on both sides of the road, there were staff working nearby, and there were trucks, the old cat didn't care too much, he thought about whether he should open a room in a five-star hotel tonight, he was too busy to take Chen Xiaoya out on vacation during this time.

When driving to the intersection, the body shook slightly, followed by the sound of the tire monitoring alarm. The old cat scolded in a bad light, pushed the door and got out of the car to look at the front tire, and sure enough, a nail was pierced, and even the wooden board with the nail was still there. Mercedes-Benz cars are flat-tire, there is no spare tire in the car, the old cat got into the car and wanted to call a brother out with his mobile phone to help deal with it, he took a taxi to the restaurant he had made an appointment to eat with Chen Xiaoya, but as soon as the cat went in, he felt that someone hugged his waist and pulled him out of the car.

The old cat was excited, turned around and was an elbow, and the person holding the old cat suddenly covered his nose and squatted down, and the other person saw that the situation was not good, and took out an electric shock device and sent it to the back of the old cat's neck, and the general under Qi Hongbo's good combat power suddenly collapsed on the ground and convulsed.

The person who ate an elbow wanted to make up for it again, but was pulled by his companion and persuaded: "Don't give birth to limbs, the neighborhood is full of your own people, and if you turn around and be reported, you will inevitably have to be punished, if this guy uses this thing to escape the charge, you are the sinner of our West Lake people." ”

The young man, whose nose was so sore that tears and snot flowed, gritted his teeth and said, "This drug dealer will be punished by everyone!" ”

A van stopped at the side of the Mercedes-Benz at the right time, and the two of them raised their shoulders and the other raised their feet and threw the old cat with their hands behind their backs into the car, and a young man got out of the car and drove the Mercedes-Benz away, and the path returned to calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Not far away, a voice sounded in Li Yundao's communicator: "Report, the target has been successfully taken." ”

Li Yundao was still standing in front of the screen of the temporary command center, looking at the underground management layout of the Baisha Lake Economic Development Zone that he had transferred at the beginning of the summer, and suddenly turned his head and asked, "Is there a way to temporarily block these underground passages?" Li Yundao pointed to the three points on the screen, and continued, "Although there are many exits, as long as these three key points are blocked, they can only come out from this exit close to the Baisha Lake Bridge. ”

Xia Chu didn't speak, she was the queen of the virtual world, but back in real life, she didn't have that much ability.

Zhan Fengyu said with a smile: "Actually, it's not difficult, I'm afraid that the people in the municipal government will make trouble for us." ”

Li Yundao said angrily: "When is it, tell me quickly." ”

Zhan Fengyu said: "There are many buildings under construction in this vicinity, and concrete trucks can catch one from time to time, I will requisition one casually and block the few passages you just mentioned, as long as they don't use explosives, they will definitely have to come out of Baisha Lake." ”

"Concrete?" Li Yundao narrowed slightly, "Is there a better way?"

Zhan Fengyu said: "Why don't you blow up these three passages?"

Li Yundao thought for a while and said: "Forget the concrete, if it really falls, this underground pipeline passage that is advanced in China is completely wasted, even if it is not wasted, go back to the municipal government and we have to clean up the fee, Lao Kang still has to be angry? Li Yundao really felt sorry for the Baisha Lake Economic Development Zone, an underground pipeline passage with advanced consciousness, and if the passage was really blocked with concrete, in case it could not be repaired, wouldn't he have become a sinner in this pure land? Li Yundao did not want to be scolded by the people of the Baisha Lake Development Zone for the rest of his life.

When the war storm was ordered, he took two capable young men to the nearby construction site to requisition the muck, at this time the sky was dark, the neon lights were on, and this emerging development zone showed a different charm from the daytime as soon as it entered the night. The vicinity of the factory was quiet, but the sound of people was heard in the commercial area in the distance.

In the closed hut next to the temporary command center, the old cat finally woke up leisurely, but he couldn't see his fingers in the hut, he tried to move, his hands were handcuffed to the iron pipe behind him, and he couldn't move. The first thing he thought of was Qi Hongbo, but this did not match Qi Hongbo's style of doing things, if the surname Qi knew that he was eating inside and out, he would definitely have to be tried in public for the first trial, and then dealt with according to family law. Since it is not Qi Hongbo, then it is likely to be the enemy family, he has been under Qi Hongbo for so many years, and there are countless enemies, who has the courage to do this? However, when he touched the cold handcuff, he thought of another possibility, I don't know why, as soon as he thought of this possibility, he was terrified, and those eyes without a trace of emotion, thinking about him were all hairs standing on end. But if it's really the police, according to the law, they should reveal their identities. The old cat's brain was also a little confused for a while, and the sequelae of the electric shock just now still made him feel dizzy, and he even felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit, but under the current situation, he must let himself get out first. He heard a voice from the commercial area in the distance, there was a recording of the "Jumping Sale" that had been playing on a loop, and he knew that he should not be far from the factory, or that after the other party took him, he simply found a place to settle down nearby. He wanted to speak, but his mouth was stuffed with a foul-smelling rag, and no matter how much he tossed, he could only make a muffled sound.