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Lan Die was separated from Mr. Chen at the hospital in Yiwei Town, and Chen Zhong was lying in the back seat under the care of the doctor.A bodyguard sat on the other side with a gun pointed at the doctor's heart.

The jeep was driving fast on the bumpy road, the rain splashed deep mud, and Lan Die drove it himself.There is indeed an official road from Yiwei Town, but they can't pass there because of identity issues, and they have to detour from the north.Lan Die had already made up her mind, and she had already contacted someone who could send them off by boat.

Xiao Guo was one step behind them, but he had already notified Tan Yanxiao, and at the same time drove after them.His car is not bulletproof, but light, not far behind.

"North," Xiao Guo turned onto the small road, reported the location to Tan Yanxiao, and said, "If you drive further, you will reach the river."

This is a contest of speed, and Dai Shengmin's subordinates are also rushing there as fast as possible.They have to wait until the drug dealers enter the country to arrest them. The goal is to capture Chen Zhong and Lan Die alive, so this matter is not as simple as bombarding the boat crossing the river.

When Lan Die arrived at the river, there was already a boat waiting.She didn't dare to drive the car too fast, because Chen Zhong's situation was not optimistic, and any excessive bumps would affect him.

The moon in the early morning is very dazzling in the rain, like a lamp.There are still a group of locals squatting by the river, some of them are negotiating with the actual boatman, they all want to smuggle there before dawn.

The boat that came to pick them up looked like a fishing boat, but it was actually a distributor's business, specializing in pick-up and drop-off business on the river.The distributor has been doing business with Lan Die all year round, and he doesn't want Lan Die's money, and has a car ready on the opposite side.

It takes only 40 minutes to reach the shore from here. Lan Die and the doctor carefully carried Chen Zhong onto the boat, and the man at the helm did not wait for a moment.The smuggling boat next to it also set off not long after. This boat was too broken, but it was much slower than them.

"Don't worry," Xiao Guo said while sitting half-squatting on the hatch of the wrecked ship, "keep a distance from them."

The people who drove and took the boat were all from Dai Shengmin, plus Xiang Shan from the criminal police team of Yuefang City.In fact, they only arrived half an hour earlier than Lan Die, but the efficiency of the soldiers comes from endless training. First, control the group of real stowaways on the shore, change their clothes and dress up, and the temporary plainclothes mission begins up.

The water pushed the bed and swayed, when it was about to reach the shore, Xiao Guo lowered his head to check his gun, and said: "Remember, those who have to live, especially Chen Zhong."

After the ship docked, Landie first went out of the cabin to look around. There were a few people standing outside the forest not far away, all dressed like gangsters, smoking together, staring at the smuggled boat behind. pick up.Lan Die looked at them for a while, and the group of people also saw her, and they reacted naturally, because of her attire and raised eyebrows at her.

Lan Die ignored it, turned around and went back to transfer Chen Zhong.

"Be careful," she said to the bodyguard carrying Chen Zhong, "the car is on the side of the road, I'll drive."

It takes time for them to be busy here, and the speed of the wrecked ship behind is still not fast, but it has arrived.As expected of stowaways, the people inside were very anxious and ran out in a swarm. Those who came to pick them up whistled, and the people who got off the boat heard it.

"Here," said one who came to meet him, "come here!"

Someone from Xiao Guo's side responded: "Okay!"

However, at this moment, Xiao Guo felt something was wrong, but it was too late.This sound was too short and powerful, full of confidence, and it might be more appropriate to replace the "good" with the "yes!" used in the army to the superior.The profession of the border guards is not investigation or infiltration, it is very easy to reveal their secrets.

Sure enough, Lan Die, who had already stepped on the disembarkation pedal, stopped.She was also experienced in many battles, and immediately gestured for the bodyguards behind to protect Chen Zhong to go back, while looking suspiciously to the side.

And the people here are also looking at her.

Both sides were extremely tense, the air was stagnant in heaviness, and the raindrops seemed to be falling slowly.Lan Die turned sideways, her brows tending to be furrowed.

Xiao Guo has so many years of experience, he is not exaggerating in terms of professionalism.As soon as he pushed down Xiang Shan beside him, Lan Die's bullet flew past the young man's head.

Xiang Shan was still a little dazed after lying down, but Xiao Guo had already knelt on one knee by the side of the boat, with the gun in his hand.Success or failure lies in the details. This is true. At first, they wanted to be caught by surprise, but now they can only fight. The sky seems to be awakened by the non-stop gunfire, and the two ships are covered with bomb craters in a very short period of time.

Lan Die had already been injured in the team leader with Master Tu, and the people brought out had to take care of Chen Zhong and save their lives. She already understood the critical situation.After a white light pierced the sky above the river, thunder and the first light of the sky came one after another, and corpses fell to the ground one after another. A bodyguard tried to escape through the porthole alone, but Lan Die shot him down from behind.

But in this way, she was pointing her back at the heat of the ground, and the bullet whizzed past, literally grazed her ribs.Lan Die was brought forward by the impact, her tights were ripped apart, a large piece of flesh inside was rubbed off, thick warm blood gushed out instantly, and when the flow was exhausted, the bones were exposed underneath.

The suspended shootout was not because both sides were adjusting, but because Lan Die only had her and Chen Zhong lying in the corner left in Lan Die's boat.Chen Zhong's chest was still rising and falling, which meant that he was still alive.

Lan Die half pressed on Chen Zhong's body as human protection, although this was a blind spot for sniping.Her blood stained Chen Zhong's hospital gown red, Lan Die turned her head and saw the doctor's body not far away.

Rainwater slanted in from the window on the other side, and the body of the bodyguard who tried to be a deserter was still hanging on the window lattice.A kind of king who traveled to a strange road wrapped her up, and Lan Die covered her wound with her hand, feeling a little disbelief and a little guilty, because it seemed that she hadn't made up for it since she lost Yufang City.

There was a ghost in the garden, which is why the police operation was so precise and timely.Lan Die raised her head and closed her eyes, wanting to go back and warn Mr. Chen.

But now she is already in the territory, surrounded by the police in this boat.The tide on the riverside swayed slightly against the hull of the boat, and every soft and ethereal stroke made more blood flow from between Lan Die's fingers, and her other hand holding the gun was also on Chen Zhong's wrist.

She lowered her head, moved her lips with difficulty, and said, "Mr. Chen..."

"Little girl." The old man's face seemed to be in front of him, and he was smiling, and he said to her in a very soft voice: "Stand up and follow me. Go to a place called the garden and start a new life. "

She cut off her long hair by herself, and took off the skirt that was put on her body by the people in the nightclub, and Lan Bao'e ceased to exist.She can't tell the difference between her father and her lover, and the throbbing is unique in her vitality. Perhaps the seeds of the Electra complex are really buried deep in her body, or she is just a very loyal subordinate.

The blood seemed to have run out, and the smell of blood and gunpowder lingered on the tip of her nose together, and the sound of raindrops proving that she was still in the boat.Lan Die tried her best to check the pistol, and there were only three bullets left in it.

"Chinese border police!" Dai Shengmin shouted with a loudspeaker outside, "Give up all resistance, put your head in your hands, and come out!"

Lan Die knelt up and smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled.

Dai Shengmin had read Landie's information before, and it was provided by Agni.He tried to persuade the female drug dealer to surrender, lowered his voice a little, and said, "Lan Die, we have already grasped your background. Don't be obsessed with it anymore. Now, when you look back, you can still seek leniency."

The hand holding the gun was trembling, and Lan Die restrained her smile in the silence of the cabin.She bowed her head and knelt beside Chen Zhong, the tears that had never appeared since she followed Mr. Chen to the island filled her eyes, and the sticky hot blood formed a small pool on the ground, where Lan Die saw herself.She raised her hand and barely wiped some blood off her face with the clean clothes on her forearm.

Thin face, long and peaked eyebrows, narrow and sharp eyes, with Ling Feng in her handsome face, she looks like this woman.Lan Die glanced at it, took off his coat, turned sideways with difficulty, and took another photo of the tattoo on his back.

Mr. Chen went to take a look at her tattoo at the beginning, thinking that she wanted a butterfly style.However, she wants the silkworm moth, which covers the entire back, and the thinly spread wings seem to protrude from her spine.

Not because she can't get over her tragic origin, but because she feels unworthy.It is impossible for her to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. She is in the bondage and barrier, and sees Mr. Chen through the thin thread. Every look is different, but she has no way to break through.After so many years, she also didn't want to break through.

Dai Shengmin is still persuading him, which shows that the police want to catch him alive.Lan Die already understood that they wanted to use Chen Zhong to blackmail Mr. Chen.As long as Mr. Chen enters the country again, the police can arrest him.

The light of dawn came suddenly, and the blue butterfly raised its head, and the black silkworm moth flew away from its shoulder blades.

She raised the gun, aimed at Chen Zhong's chest, and pulled the trigger.Then she put the muzzle of the gun to her temple and pulled the trigger again.

***

Teng Cuo was still sweating a little, his cheeks were slightly red, and he was silent for a while after listening to Xiao Guo's narration.

Then he said without hesitation: "It's a pity... If she enlists in the army, she can be the captain of the women's death squad."

Actually no, no matter what she does, Lan Bao'e's obsession is too strong.In a sense, Teng Cuo could understand her.

"They're all dead," he murmured.

Xiao Guo frowned slightly, he couldn't see Teng Cuo, he didn't know if the man was sighing or sad.The latent worker is also a human being, and so is the infiltrated party. The relationship between people is destined not to be as cold as a machine. No matter what Teng Cuo says, he can accept it.

However, Teng made a mistake and said, "When is Mr. Chen's turn?"

Xiao Guo muffled a laugh, and said, "Soon." After thinking about it, he suddenly felt that it was too presumptuous, so he said, "Be careful."

He easily doesn't say that, but now the technology is different. After 3D scanning the face, the dynamics can be produced, and the voice can be reproduced with the recording sample.The satellite phone is very easy to crack. These days, people pretending to be blue butterflies have been contacting Mr. Chen, so after two weeks, Mr. Chen thought that his son had entered the hospital for treatment in the territory.

"That's really coming soon," Teng Cuo looked at the moon above Lin Shen, "no wonder Mr. Chen wants to sell the goods recently."

Xiao Guo stomped his feet in the wind, and said: "As long as he trades through Blue Butterfly, the one who receives the goods will be the police."

Teng Cuo's sweat disappeared, and his body gradually cooled down in the night.

"I've made enough money, and now Mr. Chen only wants to be an upstream monopoly." Teng Cuo said, "He created the silver poppy, and he is a drug god... Brother Xiao, this person is crazy."

***

No one knows whether he is crazy or not, but Mr. Chen really wants to occupy the top of the drug chain.Soon after, the garden began to sell a large number of stocks. There are thousands of kilograms in Mr. Chen's warehouse, all of which are [-], and they are sold according to the market rules.

With such a large transaction volume, there are not many drug dealers who meet the transaction conditions, because they must be able to consume hundreds of kilograms, and they must also have channels for domestic distribution, and their bases cannot be too far from the border.The previous few times were very smooth. The drug dealers received the goods at the border and entered the country by water.

Teng missed half a month of his life as a scientist. If he was not studying poppies, he would actually be very self-cultivating.Mr. Chen seldom went out of the small building, and Teng Cuo also saw monks being brought into the village.Little taro often came to him. At first, he sat beside Teng Cuo and gnawed potatoes with tears in his eyes. Later, he talked more and more, but neither of them mentioned potato again.

When the one-month deadline expired, Teng Cuo handed over the hard drive containing the first month's research results to Uncle Pang. At the same time, he expected that there would be some movement in the territory, because the technical investigators stationed at the border had already located Zhongliang Village, Xiao Guo had already told him.Moreover, Lan Die and Chen Zhong have been in the country for treatment for a long time, and Mr. Paper Chen should be suspicious if they don't pierce the window.

When the call came in, Uncle Pang was packing Mr. Chen's breakfast. The caller, nicknamed Ostrich, was a drug dealer who had dealt with Huayuan many times.Uncle Pang picked it up, and because Mr. Chen was nearby, he turned on the speaker.

The ostrich said straight to the point: "My son is dead."

Uncle Pang frowned, but his voice was still completely flat, and he asked, "What?"

"Are you deaf?" The ostrich raised its voice and said, "My son is dead!"

Dongyang fell into the bamboo shed, and Mr. Chen sat in it.He is wearing a simple gray waistcoat and a pocket watch on a silver chain today. His recent weight loss has made his facial features more prominent, and he has the beauty of a mixed race of Orientals and Caucasians.He put down the book in his hand, like an upright scholar.

He looked at Uncle Pang without speaking.But the ostrich was not prepared to just keep silent like this, saying: "My son is not yet 30 years old, and he was killed by the police just like that!"

Uncle Pang and Mr. Chen looked at each other. Mr. Chen showed a helpless expression and shook his head slightly.The garden has been built for so many years, and I have seen many such things. It is because of the drug business that the family members died, and the online blame.

Uncle Pang remained calm and said, "My condolences."

"What a pity!" the ostrich said, "he took your goods, and was chased by the police when he entered the country! Tell me what to do!"

"One cannot live without death," Uncle Pang said still calmly, "You must take care of your health."

"Okay, I understand it, so you're going to pretend to be stupid, right?" The ostrich made a strange sound, as if it was laughed angrily, and said, "I tell you, my son is here, None of us should think about it! Let Mr. Chen answer the phone!"

Mr. Chen was listening with his eyes closed, but when he heard this, he opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows slowly.

Uncle Pang said, "Mr. Chen is very busy."

"Yes, yes, yes, busy! I know he is busy," the ostrich sneered, and said sharply, "Then ask him for me, is he so busy that he doesn't even want a son?"

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