Seeing that gutter oil has penetrated into every corner of Xingzhou and is endangering the health of Xingzhou citizens all the time, everyone feels more and more responsible for this trip, and they all vow to remove the gutter oil from Xingzhou City.
Underground processing plants were uprooted!
However, I could only swallow my saliva while smelling the strong aroma, and couldn't eat while looking at the delicious food. This was definitely a terrible torture. Zhu Wanjun was the first to be unable to bear it and suggested: "How about we go back first? I'll give it to everyone."
Let’s go down to Qingmingshui to eat. We’d better rent a house tomorrow and we’ll cook and eat by ourselves. Otherwise, the case won’t be finished and everyone will be hungry..."
Ma Nanshan raised his wrist and looked at his watch, waved his hand and said: "Wait a moment, according to my previous investigation, after a while, our first clue for handling the case should appear! Only through this clue, can we
Only then can we follow the clues and catch the big fish behind us!..."
Everyone had no choice but to endure their hunger and return to the van first, waiting for the clues Ma Nanshan mentioned to appear. After a while, Ma Nanshan slapped his thigh hard, his eyes shining and said: "Here we come!...".
Everyone followed Mananshan's gaze and saw an old man in ragged clothes driving a three-wheeled motorcycle full of dirty buckets and driving slowly along the road, constantly emitting odor along the way.
The thick rancid smell and black exhaust fumes made pedestrians on the road cover their noses and run away quickly.
The elderly man stopped the three-wheeled motorcycle as if nothing had happened, removed the empty swill bucket from the car, put it on a small cart, and then collected the swill from the night market stalls one by one along the night market. When he came back, the empty swill bucket was empty.
The bucket was already full. The old man struggled to carry the full swill buckets onto the three-wheeled motorcycle, and then started the next round of transportation.
Looking at the stumbling back of the old man, everyone felt very complicated. As the saying goes, poor people must be hateful. It is very pitiful for this old man to do such heavy physical work at such an age, but he indirectly serves as one of those people.
He is an accomplice of the illegal boss of the waste oil processing industry, and judging from his expression, he has obviously been numb to all this. From this point of view, he is very hateful!
The old man moved four or five times in a row before completing his swill collection work for the day. He restarted the three-wheeled motorcycle and left slowly. The car body shook and swill spilled out from the full swill bucket.
all the way.
"Tielong, follow him, don't lose him, and don't follow him too close, lest he discovers you!" Duan Zetao waved to Hu Tielong with a solemn expression. Hu Tielong nodded, started the van, and drove away from the van.
He followed the three-wheeled motorcycle.
It was past 12 o'clock in the morning, and there were not many vehicles on the road, so I was not afraid of getting lost with the three-wheeled motorcycle. "Those illegal processing workshops for gutter oil are usually located in the urban-rural fringe, and there are usually pig farms nearby.
, they filter the swill and use the floating oil to process gutter oil and kitchen waste
The garbage is used to feed pigs. Before 12 o'clock in the morning, these vehicles collecting swill are not allowed to enter the city because they are afraid of being caught by the traffic police. As long as we follow this three-wheeled motorcycle, we will definitely find a black-hearted processing workshop that processes gutter oil!
...", Ma Nanshan introduced, staring at the three-wheeled motorcycle in front of him.
Sure enough, the three-wheeled motorcycle quickly drove out of the main city and headed towards the urban-rural fringe. There were fewer vehicles on the road at this time. At this time, several more almost-cars were seen driving on the side roads leading to the city.
A similar three-wheeled motorcycle was also filled with swill buckets full of swill, and the motorcycles were driven by a few middle-aged and elderly men in ragged clothes.
The elderly man whom Duan Zetao and others followed at the beginning obviously knew the men who came after him. He shouted and greeted him loudly: "Lao Zhang, business is good today. The car can hardly load it...".
The man named Lao Zhang responded loudly with excitement and annoyance: "Damn, there were banquets in those restaurants today, and there was a lot of swill. If I had known better, I would have brought a few big buckets with me, but I still wasted a lot.
…”.
Ma Nanshan slapped his thigh hard and said excitedly: "There are six three-wheeled motorcycles in total. It seems that the scale of this gutter oil processing workshop is not small, at least it is medium-sized. However, the gutter oil industry in Xingzhou is so developed that it must have already
An industrial chain has been formed, and I guess there must be evil forces behind it that have monopolized it. As long as we seize this clue, we should be able to catch the big fish behind it!..."
At this time, we have arrived in the suburbs. The lights on the road have dimmed, and we can only see the bright beams of light emitted by the lights of the three-wheeled motorcycles. The three-wheeled motorcycles turned onto a narrow country road, obviously far away from their destination.
It should not be far away.
Duan Zetao and the others also turned onto the rural road. Fortunately, the rural road was paved with cement pavement and it was not difficult to walk. From a distance, they saw a few light pillars stopping in front of a large yard with dim lights. It was probably
Having arrived at the destination, in order not to be discovered, Duan Zetao asked Hu Tielong to stop the car in the yield lane, turned off the lights, and left several staff members to guard the car. He took Hu Tielong and Ma Nanshan to prepare.
Sneak over quietly to find out.
Zhu Wanjun also clamored to go together. Duan Zetao was afraid that she would disturb others by shouting, so he nodded and agreed. The four of them came to the entrance of the big courtyard quietly. They smelled a stench from a distance, which was disgusting.
But Duan Zetao and the others were very excited, because it meant they had found the right place!
The gate of the yard was open, obviously to facilitate the transportation of swill buckets, and the full swill buckets on the three-wheeled motorcycles were indeed missing, and the stench coming from the yard became even more suffocating.
Hu Tielong took the lead and dodges to the gate as quickly as a civet cat. He quickly looked inside and waved to Duan Zetao and others, indicating that they could go over. Duan Zetao and the others quickly followed him and tiptoed into the courtyard gate, but were surprised by the scene in front of them.
Shocked!
I saw several large pits as big as septic tanks dug in the middle of the yard, filled with collected swill and residue. The stench was emanating from these large pits. On the edge of the pit
It was also crawling with fat blowflies, and the four corners of the yard were built with red bricks.
There are several earthen stoves with several large iron pots on them. There is still solidified white grease with black inside in the iron pots. It is estimated that these are tools used to process gutter oil. On the side of the house, there are
There was a long row of large iron oil drums stacked up, probably for storing semi-finished waste oil.
"Ugh!" Zhu Wanjun accidentally found a floating long butterfly-wing women's sanitary napkin in the big pit containing swill residue. She could no longer suppress the nausea in her heart and vomited. Fortunately, she didn't eat anything at night.
All the spit out was water.
"Who?!", a sharp shout was heard from the house in the courtyard! The people in the house were alarmed!