Chapter 596 - 394: Search! Market! Nitrous Oxide Canisters!
Chapter 596: Chapter 394: Search! Market! Nitrous Oxide Canisters!
"It’s already spoiled..."
He looked around and then pulled Yang Ruoxi towards the side room.
"Creak!"
The side room was pushed open, revealing the inside room, with only a wardrobe and bed as furniture.
Unexpectedly, the room was not chaotic; on the contrary, it was very clean!
Xu Liang turned his wheelchair and leaned against the bed, reaching out to touch the mattress. In the next second, a layer of dust appeared on his fingertip.
"Hiss, it’s been quite a while..."
Xu Liang’s heart sank, but he didn’t sigh. He turned his head to look behind at Yang Ruoxi.
"Put on gloves, you search the wardrobe, I’ll search the bed. Make sure not to touch anything that looks like evidence with your skin!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Ruoxi nodded seriously, "I understand!"
After speaking.
The two fully geared up began their search.
"Creak!"
Yang Ruoxi pulled open the wardrobe, a dull atmosphere enveloping her head. She frowned and looked at the clothes inside.
Her ten slender fingers began searching the few hanging clothes.
Xu Liang didn’t rush to start.
He slightly lowered his head, aligning the bed surface horizontally, finding no indentations.
He then focused his gaze on the bedside table.
He reached out and opened the cabinet.
"Creak!"
The cabinet opened, revealing a few cards inside.
Xu Liang reached out and picked them up. Discovering they were used for soliciting prostitutes, he guessed Sun Long had contacted them before his death, so he stored the cards in a briefcase.
The two found nothing effective inside the room.
Sun Long’s room was cleaned very thoroughly!
Clearly, upon learning of Sun Long’s death, Sun Hu and the others had already buried the evidence in advance, or Xu Liang’s speculation was wrong, and they had not used LSD.
Until...
"There’s something under the bed!"
In a daze.
Xu Liang suddenly realized something; he squatted down and pulled out several boxes.
The boxes were cylindrical, about the size of fruit cans, covered in dust. Upon opening, he found nothing inside.
It just looked like an ordinary empty cardboard box, the only difference was...
"From out of town?"
Xu Liang squinted as he looked at the production address on the box.
[Production address: 138 Welfare Street, Nanyang City, Beihai Province, Sunshine Candy Factory...]
Candy Factory... so this is a candy box!?
"Why was Sun Long hiding a candy box under his bed?"
Xu Liang paused, furrowing his brow, falling into deep thought.
And right at this moment...
"Tap!"
A sound suddenly rang out in the yard.
Making Xu Liang turn his head instantly, his face serious, he uttered one word.
"Who!"
...
Five minutes ago.
"Brother Feng, hasn’t A Long’s side been cleaned up already? Why go again?"
"Heh, do you really think Sun Hu and Sun Biao’s hands are clean? We’re not cleaning up Sun Long, but their mess!"
Inside a car.
Feng Xiang sat in the backseat, resting his eyes, engaging in casual conversation with the driver.
While speaking, the driver showed a surprised expression, rolling his eyes in surprise while glancing at Feng Xiang in the rearview mirror, puzzled:
"Tiger and Biao also have a mess!?"
"Weren’t they just responsible for transporting some necessary experimental materials..."
The man was somewhat confused.
Based on what he knew, Sun Hu and Sun Biao were only responsible for stealing stamps and then sending them to their hometown for use.
What could be leaked?
Some stamps? If they were lost, so be it. The police couldn’t possibly suspect anything just because of some stamps.
Of course, if the two were really only doing these things, problems wouldn’t arise. But the truth is...
"Heh, who in our business follows the rules!?"
Feng Xiang opened his eyes, sneering.
"Every time Sun Long completed a shipment, he secretly took some finished products for his own use. Eventually, this junkie ruined his brain, breaking out on the street!"
"Though not discovered by passersby, he fell into a semi-covered sewer and died, almost jeopardizing our plans!"
"Sun Hu and Sun Biao... they don’t use it, but..."
Saying this, Feng Xiang’s face darkened, speaking gravely:
"They’re planning to sell it!"
Planning... to sell!?
The driver’s face showed shock, exclaiming:
"Aren’t we still in the experimental phase with this stuff? How could they plan to sell it?"
"Moreover, whether to use stamps or whatever, we haven’t figured out yet..."
Feng Xiang said coldly:
"They’ve gone crazy!!!"
After speaking.
Feng Xiang couldn’t help but open his eyes, impatience filling his gaze.
Honestly, Feng Xiang was very tired. He felt that Sun Long and his group were either blinded by profit or their brains were corroded by LSD, becoming neither human nor ghost!
In short, it’s all a bunch of nonsense. Everyone is trying to cause trouble for him, as if they’re afraid they won’t be discovered by the police!
"By the way, if this thing really works... where do we plan to sell it?"
The driver asked again.
Feng Xiang replied casually, "Do you know about laughing gas eggs?"
Laughing gas eggs?
The man was somewhat puzzled.
What are laughing gas eggs?
Let’s put it this way, in Eastern Country, starting from 2002, a strange ’metal bottle’ appeared in major bars, KTVs, and even roadside convenience stores!
The metal bottle is about thumb-sized, oval-shaped, with a small hole at the top.
This thing is nitrous oxide, a legal medical gas, and it’s also used industrially!
But this thing was exploited by some individuals to make hallucinogens.
Where’s the market?
Let me put it this way.
Young people!!!
This thing was extremely popular among the youth at the time, to the point of flooding, anyone wearing a school uniform could potentially buy it!
This isn’t classified as a drug, but in reality, its side effects are even more terrifying than drugs, it could suddenly cause death, or cause serious damage to the brain!
"Back home, they’ve developed a ’laughing gas egg,’ and now they’re planning to promote it along with ’stamps.’"
"As for the target market..."
Feng Xiang stopped talking suddenly.
The driver didn’t ask further, just shivered, it was obvious he had guessed.
Promote it like the laughing gas eggs... naturally it would be wherever laughing gas eggs are sold, they’d promote it there!
The car fell silent again.
Until...
"Brother Feng, something’s wrong!"
The car suddenly braked sharply in a daze.
Feng Xiang in the back seat stumbled and instinctively opened his eyes, "What’s going on?"
"We’ve reached Hu Zi’s hideout, but..."
The driver looked extremely grim, as he parked the car on Lotus Street, he saw the open door and said in a deep voice:
"Someone beat us to it!"
Someone!?
Feng Xiang’s gaze sharpened instantly, he looked over and was immediately startled.
"Get out of the car!"
He quickly pushed the car door open and headed towards the door with his people.
At the entrance, there were footprints and two tire tracks.
Very fresh.
"There’s someone in the house!"
Feng Xiang quickly made a judgment, his expression was hard to discern as he hurriedly walked into the yard.
He glanced around, saw the open living room, but didn’t rush to enter; instead, he first checked the chicken coop.
After confirming no one was in the chicken coop, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he quickly walked towards the chicken coop, flipped over and entered, searching for something in the corner.
And just as he landed in the chicken coop...
In the confusion.
A voice came from inside the house.
"Who’s there!?"
...
...
At the same time.
Inside the police station.
"Knock knock knock~"
"Come in."
Inside the police station.
A police superintendent pushed open the office door, the director inside was working and appeared in front of him.
The director was still signing something, upon hearing the noise, glanced at him and then continued working.
"Ah, Chen, what’s the matter?"
Chen, the police superintendent aroused by the words, showed confusion but still spoke:
"Director Zhang, there are some doubts about that stamp case, I thought of something, so I’ve come to report to you."
Stamp case?
Director Zhang paused, then nodded.
He knew about this case, not because of its heinous nature, but because the victim was quite special!
"Talk," Director Zhang said without lifting his head.
"This case seems to be connected with... LSD."
Chen, the police superintendent hesitantly spoke.
He didn’t know what LSD was, and Wang Chao didn’t know either when he mentioned it; then he left, and Chen only came to report due to professional duty.
"LSD?"
Director Zhang continued working.
Only...
Somehow, his hand stopped moving.
Next second...
In a daze, Director Zhang suddenly lifted his head, looked at Police Superintendent Chen in shock, and with a very stunned tone, exclaimed:
"LSD?"
"Stamps!?"