Chen Shi discovered one thing. The hemp was air-dried, so it was brown. It shouldn't be cut this year.
However, these dozens of kilograms are enough for the crime of possession of drugs, and if he gives them to others to smoke or sell, the nature will be even worse.
At this time, the mistress shouted in a sharp voice from above: "No, Comrade Police, he's going to run!"
The two rushed up and saw the uncle rushing out from the window. Chen Shi rushed into the yard and found that the door couldn't be opened even if the door was tugged. The mistress had already put on her clothes, lying on the window and eating an apple and said, "You shamelessly keep the door open. It's locked, let's go over the wall!"
Chen Shi hooked his fingers to Lin Dongxue, putting his hands together, and Lin Dongxue stepped on his hand and turned up the hospital wall.
The mistress watched the excitement very vigorously and said, "Comrade police, is there a dead person in the cellar? Is there a bonus for me to provide clues?"
"Not only are there bonuses, but also a statement!" Chen Shi said.
"Uh, forget it..."
There was a clatter from outside, and Lin Dongxue opened the door. It turned out that the uncle had escaped in a hurry, but he just plugged the door in, and did not lock it.
The two chased them out, and when they ran to the entrance of the village, they saw the uncle and another man sitting on an off-road vehicle. The off-road vehicle was powerful, the engine roared, and the four wheels were spinning on the ground, creating a cloud of smoke. , Rushed out with a bang, and a tax bureau car parked in front of the village committee crashed into the ditch, and the off-road vehicle adjusted its direction and prepared to escape outside the village.
"Shoot! Hit the tires."
However, the accuracy of the pistol was not enough to see. Lin Dongxue shot through the fuel tank a dozen meters away, and the gasoline gurgled out and dripped all over the ground.
Chen Shi yelled: "The fuel tank is leaking, are you going to die?"
In fact, even if the bullet hits the fuel tank, it won’t explode like in the movie. The uncle obviously doesn’t know this common sense. He looked at it and was so scared that he stopped the car. The two men got out of the car and trot with both hands. .
"Bang!" Chen Shi took his mouth to simulate the sound of an explosion.
The two shivered with fright, stopped, and knelt down very consciously.
Lin Dongxue hurried forward, handcuffed them, and asked, "Why did you hit the tax bureau car?"
"Huh? The tax bureau's car, I thought you drove it..." The uncle's voice became quieter.
"I'll really add drama to myself." Chen Shi walked over, "Run? Sin Jiayi, do you know? Who is this person?"
Chen Shi glanced at the guy who was escaping with the uncle. He was dyed with yellow hair, wearing earrings, and there were many metal decorations on the waistcoat, giving him an unruly feeling.
"Nicholas."
"Am I asking his English name?"
"He just called this."
Chen Shi glanced at the guy again, and said to Lin Dongxue: "Call someone over!"
The two were taken back to the uncle’s house. As soon as the uncle entered the yard, he yelled at his mistress through the window, and pleaded with Chen Shi: "Leader, I can explain everything, just one request, you let me slap it. A slap in the face of a bitch, a slap in the face!"
"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms?" Chen Shi replied disdainfully.
In order to facilitate the questioning, the two were temporarily separated. The yellow-haired guy was handcuffed to the water pipe in the storage room, and the uncle was temporarily taken to the living room for questioning.
"The stuff in your cellar, you should know what it is, don't tell me what you think is Chinese herbal medicine." Chen Shi said.
The uncle lowered his head, twisted his hands together, and said nothing for a long time.
"If you don't tell me, I will tell you. Since you consciously store and air-dry these things, it means that you know what it is, its true value, and the weight is so large. It is impossible to secretly conceal it while supplying rice harvesters. , You found out what you are growing in your field, and you are not reconciled to only earn that red envelope. You want to make more money, so you do it yourself."
The uncle trembled with fright, and then angrily cursed: "This bastard, didn't he just scolded her twice in the morning, this will hurt me miserably, it's all over!" Then Tao burst into tears, covering his face.
The two calmly waited for him to cry enough, the uncle tremblingly stretched out a hand to take the cigarette on the table, and asked Chen Shi with his eyes, and Chen Shi asked: "Will you please?"
The uncle lighted himself a cigarette and exhaled a puff with a sigh, "Oh, I may not be destined to have this fortune..."
He explained the origin of those things. He has grown Shennong No. 24 for ten years. Like all rice farmers, he also wondered what this kind of rice is and why it is so precious
One year, by an accident, he found that the rice leaves were lit and sucked into his nose. It smelled strange. He wondered if this thing was used to smoke, so he grabbed some rice leaves and dried them and rolled them up. Smokes like a cigar, damn his, he's about to go to heaven!
As a person who has lived for more than 40 years, he understood at once that this is not rice, but drugs, so he was killed immediately for fear of becoming addicted.
The uncle's heart became active, thinking that these are drugs. Every year they work hard for a few months, and the rice harvesters rush to take them away. By the end of the year, please have a meal and give them 50,000 to 100,000. The red envelope was very worthwhile at first, but after opening the diorama, I realized that I had lost my grandma's house.
With these hundreds of kilograms of drugs, how much money can a rice man earn? Maybe he can buy several villas every year!
The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became. He couldn't close his eyes for the whole night. He was about to be depressed and fell ill. Finally, he made up his mind that Ma Wuyecao is not fat, so he grows and sells himself!
He found several other rice farmers in the village and told the matter. Everyone hit it off and set up a piece of land on a nearby barren hill to grow this kind of rice. When the harvest came in winter, when he thought that these were all his own, everyone was happy to get along. From ear to ear, I was worried again after the coke, Inaba couldn't turn into banknotes by himself, and had to sell it.
Where can I sell those from the poorest rural areas
After that, it took two years to get a channel. It turned out that in Xu Jiakuang’s disco, there were a few guys who had been in the city who had access. These guys also had addictions. They helped sell and smoked themselves. Although the achievements accounted for half, the last five rice farmers made a net profit of 2 million. The beauty is broken.
"I planned to stop it when it was sold out that winter, everyone kept it secret, as it had never happened, but..." the uncle sighed, with a look of regret.
"From frugality to luxury is easy, and from luxury to frugality is difficult!" Chen Shi looked around the very ordinary living room, his eyes fell on the 95th supreme cigarette smoked by the uncle, the brand-name leather shoes, and the gold teeth inlaid. He was not sympathetic at all. This person.
"Who is he?" Chen Shi pointed to the next door.
"He is the head of those salesmen."
"So, your business is already small, right?"
"you could put it that way… "
"I XXX, you old XX, you betrayed me, I X!" The guy cursed in the next room, rustling the handcuffs.
This group of grassroots drug dealers who became a monk is not well organized and well planned. The mistresses were all arrested with just a word. The entrance to the village must be very lively tonight.