Three days later, the storm began to subside as the four young and Dangerous gangsters went to the police station to plead guilty to the crime of affray.

At least in the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Yu stopped sweeping the show, which meant that the weather had cleared after the rain.

"Tank is at the gym, Mo Yilie and Ding Min are still at home. Sir Zhou has cleaned up La Jiang's place in the past few days. I believe they will add some drugs."

Zhou Wangqing reported through the intercom and the command center.

"Okay, pay attention to hiding." Gong Jiapei said.

"Understood...dog head, count the number of people."

"The dog heads have been received and are being counted...report madam week, all personnel arrived at the predetermined location, and the situation was calm."

"Pay attention to concealment."

Zhou Wangqing put down the walkie-talkie. The CIB's operations were mainly tracking, monitoring and eavesdropping. At present, eavesdropping would definitely not be able to get in. When monitoring, one must always pay attention to the position of one's own team members to prevent accidents, such as being knocked unconscious and slipping through the net, so the position must be reported every few minutes.

In the past three days, Mo Yilie had been silent for the first two days. Maybe he was afraid that Zhou Yu would look back and dig out the money. After all, Zhou Yu had done this before, so he was afraid of it, so he kept enduring it.

But this business can't be stopped forever, so as the days passed, Zhou Wangqing felt that the hope of something happening was getting higher and higher, and it might be today.

At this time, a voice came from the intercom: "The fitness guy answered the phone. He seemed to be getting ready to go out, but he didn't take a shower."

On the command car, Zhou Wangqing pressed the on-board radio button: "Received, report any news at any time."

"The boss got in the car... The direction is consistent with the route to Mojiacun, it is possible to win the prize."

"Sir Zhou, I'll leave the follow-up to you."

"good."

Regional headquarters, cib command center.

Zhou Yu had a cup of tea, Gong Jiapei had a cup of tea, and a large street view screen hung on the wall. The layout of the room was similar to the command center opened by Zhou Yu in O Ji.

The purpose today is not to arrest people, because Mojia Village cannot be entered at all. If you cannot reach the drug factory, you will be discovered by spies at the entrance of the village. Therefore, Zhou Yu's purpose today is to alert the enemy.

Let Tank take out the drugs calmly, then create an accident and chase him on the road like a dog, and finally let him escape in danger.

In this way, he and Mo Yilie knew that they were being targeted and forced them to replace them. As long as Mo Weili took over, the probability that Su Xingbai, as the leader, would get the specific location of the drug factory was quite high.

The tracking matters come from cib, and the accident creating matters come from New Territories South. The division of labor is clear and they do not interfere with each other.

A steady stream of reports came from the intercom: "The boss has arrived at the shopping mall parking lot and seems to be picking up goods."

"Team A, go get the video from the parking lot." Zhou Yu gave instructions to the people in New Territories South.

The old routine is that people from the factory bring out the drugs and hide them under the car or in the trunk, and the tank goes to the designated location to pick up the goods. People and goods are separated, and there is no risk.

But as long as you drive, there will always be traces, and the person who brought the drugs is the harvest of this operation.

"The boss is on his way."

"Team B is ready." Zhou Yu said.

It's the actors' turn.

Not long after, on the road, Tank received the goods and drove smoothly. When he encountered a red light on the road, he stepped on the brakes.

Behind the vehicle, a silver Honda approached, and bang, the tank's vehicle shook, a rear-end collision occurred, and the lid of the rear compartment was slightly knocked open.

"Can you drive?" Tank cursed and opened the door to check.

The driver of the car behind was a middle-aged office worker, and he also got out with a frown.

Tank clenched his fists and looked fiercely at the man on the street. He swept his vision and suddenly saw two uniformed patrolmen walking over not far away. He narrowed his eyes.

The stuff is not in the trunk, but under the back seat, so the police generally won't check it.

There should be no chaos at this time, just treat it as a normal rear-end collision. I have been around for so many years, and I still have this quality in mind.

Tank's expression softened a little, but his tone was still fierce and he scolded the middle-aged man: "How did you drive? You don't know how to slow down at a red light?"

"Who told you to stop in such a hurry?" the middle-aged man said angrily.

The tank fire suddenly started, and you dared to complain first. I won't kill you when it is normal. Today is your fate: "Public or private, which one is more comfortable?"

"It's public, how else would I take out the insurance?" the middle-aged man said.

"Wow, the collision was so serious. Are you driving drunk?" The military uniform came over and looked at the middle-aged man with suspicious eyes.

"Sir, I didn't. He stopped in a hurry."

"Stop the driver's license and ID card." The military uniform said and looked at the tank: "You too."

Tank thought for a while and was ready to cooperate. He simply turned off the engine and took out his ID in his pocket. However, when he saw the military uniform opening his rear door and looking inside, his movements slowed down.

Finally, with the sound of military uniforms, a black oil paper bag was hooked out of the military uniforms: "What is this?"

Tank ran away, cursing the guy who hit the car and jumped on the street.

"Stop!" The military uniform contacted the main station and gave chase.

Tank has been exercising all year round, and his physical fitness is quite good. After a while, he threw the military uniform far away, but two more military uniforms approached him.

It's not enough to be surrounded like this. You will encounter new police at any time. The tank rushes into the dilapidated building nearby, jumps up to the roof, and then runs along the tiles on the roof. After running for a while, it jumps into the alley beside it and looks back.

, not a single trace of military uniform can be seen.

Tank spat on the ground, "Garbage." and then strode outside.

"Perfect performance and call it a day."

Through the big screen, Zhou Yu had an overview of the play. Tank had already got into the taxi, and the next step was to see Mo Yilie's reaction.

"Zoom the screen to see how many drugs there are?" Zhou Yu said with a smile.

Gong Jiapei: "Looking at the size, it looks like 3 million."

"Well, not bad."

Mo Yilie's house, living room.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

"Hello."

"Brother Lie, there was an accident. The car rear-ended, and the thing fell into the wrong hands."

"So careless? Did the police see your face?"

"Saw it."

"Tsk, forget it, you go out and hide for a while, then come back when the wind blows over."

"Okay, I'll leave right away."

Mo Yilie hung up the phone and frowned. Things have been a bit rough recently. I have to go to the Tin Hou Temple to pay homage someday.

"Brother Lie, what's wrong?" Ding Min brought a fruit platter from the kitchen.

"Something happened to the tank, and I have to find a replacement." Mo Yilie made a face.

"How about I go?" Ding Min asked.

Mo Yilie thought for a while and shook his head: "No, if the tank is exposed, we will all be targeted. It's not safe recently. It's better to find someone else to do this."

"How many days will it last?" Ding Min asked worriedly.

Mo Yilie chuckled: "Can you stop, can those mouths stop? If the boss wants the goods but you don't have the goods, these people will go to others. Fortunately, Qingji's Taishan, his business has improved a lot in the past two days.

"

"Then ask Willy to find a new face to pick up the goods." Ding Min felt that Willy was Mo Yilie's cousin, so why would Mo Yilie agree?

But Mo Yilie shook his head: "Let La Jiang handle this matter."

"Why are you looking for Spicy Ginger? Willy is your cousin."

"It is precisely because he is my cousin that I cannot let him go."

"Oh~, you are worried that something will happen to him."

"No, no, no, I feel bad for anyone who is caught, but this matter must be dealt with by La Jiang."

"Why?" Ding Min was very puzzled.

Mo Yilie looked at her like this and felt very happy. He patted Ding Min's hand and said: "Being in the palace is no different from being the emperor before. For example, if you say something, two groups of people in the court will

There is an endless dispute, which side do you think the emperor is on?"

"Side on the side of reason."

"I am on the side of the weak." Mo Yilie smiled proudly: "Now that Willy is strong, I will help La Jiang to ensure that La Jiang will not be beaten to death by Willy. When La Jiang becomes strong, I will help again.

Willy.

There are two groups of people in the court. If the emperor favors one side or only acts according to reason, one possible consequence is that the people on one side will be suppressed to death.

The emperor can only listen to one side, so is he still the emperor? Who has the final say?

So, like now, I am standing on a high platform, watching the two of them fight to the death, fighting over the territory. In the end, I, the referee, have to come out to help them deliver justice, give them a sweet date with a stick.

, everyone is grateful to me, and I can sit in this position with peace of mind.
To be continued...