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Chapter 145 Warehouse
After leaving the armored vehicle, Wu Ke got into one of his men's cars.

Although Pan'an Community is not a high-end residential area, the residents here are not poor, and at least one family on each floor owns a car.

Therefore, Pan'an Community has an underground parking lot that faces the community gate.

The anti-drug squad member greeted the security guard, saying he was there to visit a friend, and the guard let him through without asking any questions.

The group entered the Pan'an residential area with ease.

However, just as the security guard turned his attention back to his phone, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Looking back, he saw a young man with a buzz cut grinning at him.

Following the plan, Wu Ke sealed off the entire residential building and led several team members to apartment 501.

dong dong dong.

"Open the door, it's the property management!"

Wu Ke and another team member stood at the door and shouted at the top of their lungs.

Other members of the anti-drug team leaned against both sides of the corridor. One of the officers, with his ear pressed against the wall, nodded to Wu Ke and said in sign language, "There's someone moving around inside."

Wu Ke gestured with his fingers without making a sound, then shouted, "Is anyone there?"

No one answered from inside the door.

"If this family isn't home, let's go to the next one."

Wu Ke took out the notebook he had taken from the guardhouse and scribbled on it. He even left a note pretending to be a property management staff member, as if he really was just a resident coming to discuss a problem.

The drug dealer behind the door nervously peered through the peephole at the bald man wearing a mask.

After seeing Wu Ke leave, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and made a no-go gesture, then returned to the coffee table and nodded to another accomplice to continue mixing ketamine.

Unbeknownst to him, a member of the anti-drug squad, skilled in lock picking, was fiddling with the keyhole using lock-picking tools.

The team members stuffed tin foil into the lock-picking tool, then used a small bench vise to hold the Class B lock cylinder in place and inserted it together.

During this time, Wu Ke kept shouting loudly next door to open the door in order to cover up the noise of unlocking.

The team member gripped the small vise and shook it for about ten seconds. Then, with a click, the door opened.

Wu Ke took the lead, kicking open the door and charging ahead with a pistol in hand.

"Don't move! Narcotics squad!"

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Fifteen minutes later, Jin Ping'an, led by Wu Ke, arrived at room 501.

Before entering, Wu Ke gave Jin Ping'an a mask with a complicated expression.

After he put on his mask, Wu Ke led him inside.

As he stepped across the threshold and into the living room, he smelled a faint milky aroma, with a hint of sourness mixed in with the creamy scent.

Although Jin Ping'an had seen the scene inside the house in the flashback, he was still completely dumbfounded when everything inside was shown to him.

The two traffickers had their hands handcuffed behind their backs, while members of the anti-narcotics team searched every corner of the room for heroin.

Wardrobes, under the bed, drawers—almost every place in the room where items could be hidden was found to contain controlled drugs such as heroin and methamphetamine.

Jin Ping'an stood quietly to the side, watching. Each of Wu Ke's men had participated in at least a dozen anti-drug operations. They knew exactly where to hide things.

Soon, several team members found a large number of plastic bags in hidden corners such as the air conditioner outdoor unit, the kitchen range hood, the bathroom ceiling, and the loose floorboards in the corners of the room.

After weighing, the final result almost made Jin Ping'an lose his composure, and even Wu Ke almost couldn't hold back his tears.

The room contained a total of three blocks and three strips of heroin, weighing 3747.61 grams; ninety-seven pills of methamphetamine, weighing 9.4 grams; ketamine, weighing 5306.22 grams; marijuana, weighing 495.32 grams; two bottles and one box of triazolam; fifteen bottles of gamma-hydroxybutyric acid; three bottles of sevoflurane; two boxes of nitrous oxide; and lysergic acid diacetamide, thirteenth edition.

In addition, there were many tools and chemicals used for secondary processing (adulteration), as well as a whole wallet full of bank cards from various banks, and a large number of passbooks and checks.

According to the laws of the Asian Union, these two people were given anesthesia in their buttocks, and their buttocks were dead. They could go directly to the crematorium to make an appointment.

Even if criminal defense lawyers do their best, the most they can do is arrange a "King of Hell's Concert" for them the following month.

Wu Ke examined the purity of the white powder and concluded that the two men in front of him must be the wolf's henchmen, because only he had access to such high-quality goods.

These two should be the warehouse for the hungry wolf, specifically responsible for storing goods and supplying products to small and medium-sized vendors.

The significance of tonight's operation is even greater than the two previous interceptions of goods.

Judging from the degree of dampness of the flour, this should be the wolf's backup.

Hungry Wolf is a smart man. He knows the principle of prevention. If he doesn't get new stock, he will use these reserves to stabilize the market in case of emergencies.

But who could have imagined that Jin Ping'an not only cut off his supply twice, but this time even destroyed his warehouse.

The first two actions were about establishing a firebreak; this one was about completely extinguishing the raging fire within the firebreak and temporarily curbing the rampant trade in illegal drugs.

In the near future, the low-end vendors, facing a supply shortage, will definitely try to import cheap goods from other cities to seize the market, which is undoubtedly the last thing the hungry wolf wants to see.

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Back in the armored vehicle, Wu Ke glared fiercely at Jin Ping'an.

You have to understand that their anti-drug squad goes around looking for informants and buying intelligence, risking their lives to go undercover, laying bait and casting nets, and they still can't catch many big fish in a year.

Jin Ping'an, on the other hand, only came to the anti-drug squad three times, and the drugs seized on those three occasions were equivalent to their entire quarterly supply.

Especially this time, it seems they've taken down the main supplier for Jiuhua Outer City.

"Where did you get your information, kid? You always manage to catch such big fish. What's your informant's name? Introduce him to me later."

"This... I really just happened by chance..."

Jin Ping'an didn't know how to explain it either.

During the process of looking back, he only saw a drawer full of repackaged ketamine and a few bottles of sevoflurane. Who knew there were so many other things hidden in the house?

You should know that Jin Ping'an has ruined the crippled wolf's purchase twice in a row, and the wolf is so eager to kill him that he wants to kill him as soon as possible.

With two sources of goods and transportation routes gone, and now even one of the warehouses destroyed, it's practically equivalent to ruining half of the Qianhua City market.

The market, the supply of goods, the channels, the warehouses—Jin Ping'an had wreaked havoc on almost every aspect of the wrath of the lame wolf. One can imagine how much his murderous intent would surge.

"Fine, don't say if you don't want to. In the end, they'll still notify us to come and arrest you anyway."

Wu Ke didn't dwell on the matter too much. He started the car and said, "Where's that kidnapper you mentioned? Let's catch him before it gets too late."

Although both are about fighting crime, Jin Ping'an is clearly more concerned about the kidnapping case.

Upon hearing Wu Ke speak, he immediately pulled up his phone's navigation: "The former employee dormitory building in the textile industrial park has now been converted into apartments."

Wu Ke glanced at the map and frowned: "Another godforsaken place like this."

Most of the people living in suburban apartment buildings are people who live on the fringes of the law; in such places, deaths are commonplace.

Most importantly, this group of people have a very low opinion of the police.

Unlike in the TV series, Wu Ke didn't go to arrest the person alone with Jin Ping'an. Instead, to be on the safe side, he called two of his men to join him.

Three bald, burly men with guns walked together, looking to see who dared to cause trouble.

Wu Ke drove the explosion-proof vehicle at breakneck speed and soon arrived at the apartment building in the industrial park.

The streetlights at the intersection have been broken for who knows how many years, and no one has come to repair them. In addition, the entire front of the building has no windows, so when you stand downstairs and look up, it's pitch black.

The apartment building was very quiet late at night, so quiet that they could hear the dripping sound coming from the public restroom.

This scene is so good you wouldn't even need to set up a set for a horror movie. Just set up the camera at the front door and you'll have plenty of footage.

Wu Ke took out a powerful flashlight and walked in front, while Jin Ping'an followed closely behind him.

The four of them took the old elevator in the apartment building.

The elevator creaked and groaned as it ascended, making one worry that it might suddenly plummet at any moment.

With the dull sound of the elevator doors opening, the four of them arrived at the fourth floor.

(End of this chapter)