Chapter 441: A Panicked Reversal (Important Chapter)

Gao Leng pushed the door, but he didn't move.

He pulled out the key and looked at it, yes, it was the key, and it had a mark engraved on it.

I tried again, I was able to twist, and I heard the sound of the shaft locking in the door, and I pushed it again, but it still didn't move.

A bright light flashed, and a small display screen at the door lit up, Gao Leng glanced at it, and was depressed.

This is a double lock and also requires a fingerprint scan to unlock it.

The footsteps were getting closer, and a commotion ensued.

"There's someone lying there! There are people lying there! The footsteps stopped, and then collectively moved to the north, where they saw people lying on the ground near the bathroom.

There was no time, Gao Leng ran to Lao Zhao's side in an instant, picked it up and left, and Lao Zhao, who was more than 1.8 meters tall, was carried in the air by him like a chicken.

Almost under the noses of the group of people, the speed was very fast, and it passed in a flash, and it was at the door of the warehouse in an instant.

Ten fingers, one by one, are tested at the fingerprint scan.

Dripping, wrong.

Dripping, wrong.

Drip, again wrong.

Suddenly, he put Lao Zhao's little finger up and pressed it, and he was caught off guard, and the door opened.

YES! Gao Leng shouted secretly, and hurriedly entered sideways, in order to prevent the door from closing and not being able to get out, he put Lao Zhao diagonally at the door and blocked the door. The voices outside the door are getting closer and closer.

Gao Leng flashed into the door, raised his eyes, and was dumbfounded.

There are only dumbfounded words to describe it, and there are no other words.

In the largest warehouse of about 2,000 square meters, on the top floor of more than 20 meters high, bundles of preliminarily packaged meat of transparent hard plastic are neatly placed.

This meat is spoiled at a glance.

The dense green mold red mold is disgusting at a glance. Even if the airtight plastic is packaged, the cold in the air is still unbearable.

This is by no means something that can be transported overnight, at least countless times before and after, such a large amount of expired meat is actually neatly piled up in the East Port, which is known as the second largest port in the country in the Empire, and the East Port, which is strictly audited.

At least a thousand tons! Thousands of tons of spoiled meat are actually piled up in the warehouse of Caesar Group, which is the largest international enterprise in terms of domestic meat trading volume.

Caesars Group, what kind of group is this?! This is any catering company in China as long as it cooperates with them, it will definitely write on the promotional page: organic, green, pure imported meat and other advertising slogans.

It can be said that the four words of Caesars Group are a symbol of quality.

Although Gao Leng had already expected it in his heart and knew that there must be something wrong with this, he still couldn't believe it when the real facts were displayed in front of him.

This meat, but the people in China want to eat it bite by bite, it is paid for, bought, and eaten by hundreds of millions of people.

Gao Leng took out his mobile phone, hurriedly wiped away the white fog at the lens, and took a few shots, because it was not a wide-angle lens, he shot back and forth from all angles for dozens of seconds.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the innermost shelf, and a small sign hung on each of the shelves inside. So he ran as fast as he could, ran to the end, and looked.

Anger was born.

I saw the name of a company written on each shelf: more than a dozen well-known enterprises such as Kenbihan Group, Haisheng Ramen Group, and Biqiming Group, including Chinese enterprises, Sino-foreign joint ventures, and more foreign companies, foreign companies in Japan.

Next to the name of each enterprise is the number of tons: Kelpihan Group, eighty tons; Haisheng Ramen Group, 40 tons; Beacon Group: 45 tons.

It is not known whether these tons are per month or per year, but based on the amount of inventory, it must be per month.

After Gao Leng finished filming these, he quickly ran around the warehouse to find other evidence.

He also lacks one evidence, that is, the source of meat, so much meat, where is the source? Previously, he had contacted colleagues who had long suspected that the meat came from India.

Ten years ago, there was a large-scale rinderpest in India, and thousands of tons of meat miraculously disappeared.

After a circle, most of the zygotes of some of the freshly disassembled meat showed that the meat came from India, but there were also some other countries, mostly from the Third World. Could it be that the expired meat of the third world countries is dumped in the empire?

Gao Leng boldly made this judgment and photographed the evidence.

The sound outside the door became louder, and the time of less than a few tens of seconds was not enough to shoot it all, but now, it was impossible to shoot it anymore.

If you don't get too late, if you shoot it again, you will be exposed.

Gao Leng decisively withdrew his hand, rushed out of the door, and kicked Lao Zhao away: "Help outsiders to kill the dog's legs of the countrymen!" He cursed to himself, turned around and closed the door with the key, wiping his fingerprints with his sleeve.

"Someone over there has been knocked down! Over there! Stone elephant that! ”

The crowd grew louder.

Gao Leng glanced at the stone elephant, but no one had come yet.

He looked at Lao Zhao on the ground and pondered for a moment, then immediately bent down and picked him up again, ran away quickly, and put it down in the corner at the very end. About 400 meters away, he took off his clothes, put them on, and threw his cottage clothes in the middle of the road.

Then he ran around the corner again with him, peeled off one of his shoes and threw it around the corner.

Pick up again and run around the other corner and drop a shoe.

This repeatedly, almost circled around the small half of Donggang, unloaded the objects on his body one by one, and finally left him with a pants.

Immediately afterwards, Gao Leng picked up Lao Zhao's finger and secretly exerted force, blood gushed out, and wrote on the ground with Lao Zhao's blood: Revenge, the golden gun has fallen.

"Over there! There's clothes over there! Behind him came the hoarse voice of the crowd.

Everything was done, Gao Leng looked down at his clothes, Lao Zhao's clothes, Gao Leng smiled slightly, turned his head and waved his hand to the back, and quickly ran towards the main door.

At the main entrance, some Blade Gang people entered one after another, and everyone didn't figure out what was going on, and they were very flustered.

Gao Leng wore the clothes of the Blade Gang and took off the mask, and as soon as those people walked in, he hurriedly pointed in the direction with his hand: "Over there!" Over there! ”

People poured in.

Pass the customs easily, run out of the main gate, and go straight to the road.

There, if nothing else, Lao Hang was waiting for him.

The car was on the opposite side, in a very dark area, Lao Hang did things safely, Gao Leng ran over at the normal speed of human beings, and stopped more than ten meters away from the car.

Gao Leng suddenly found that about 30 meters in front of and behind the Land Rover, two black Audis were parked one behind the other.

The car is very low-key, just an Audi A6 with a blocked license plate.

The lights are on, and there are people in the car.

How could an old crane park a car where there were cars and people in front of and behind? No way.

Gao Leng only felt a burst of cold air pouring from behind him, he quickly stretched his hand out of his pocket, turned around and hid next to a large trash can on the side of the road, squatted down, and took out his mobile phone.

There is a problem, the data must be transferred.

"Hehe, pretty smart." A familiar voice came from behind Gao Leng.

Gao Leng's face changed, and he grabbed the phone with his hand.

"Always hang in our hands, give me the phone." The voice sounded again, and it could not be disobeyed.

This is the praying mantis catching cicada and the yellow finch behind, and this reversal made Gao Leng suddenly a little flustered.

(Guess who this person is~)