I, the only extraordinary in this world

Chapter 134 The Brain Is Too Inactive

Li Heng, Ruka Wen and others behind him were silent for a short while.

I feel like I'm asking too many questions.

"Come on, show me something"

I didn't want to continue talking, but let him lead the way in a low voice.

As he said, the facade on the first floor outside is just an empty signboard. The real function of this place is to serve as a warehouse and transit place. There are almost no people. Most of the rooms are lined with rows of shelves. There are some finished medicines on the ground.

"There's no one to take care of it?"

Ruka Wen, who was behind Li Heng, asked, feeling a little surprised by the emptiness here.

"Don't you need to carry medicines, even the courier station has employees?"

These questions appear to be incomprehensible on the surface, but in fact, they are still afraid of any traps here, after all, they do look abnormal.

Grand sighed, but he didn't hide anything: "This is not the kind of pharmacy you imagined. There is a set of very regular procedures for purchasing, shipping, trading, and circulation here. No bird will come here until the delivery point, only me and the boss will watch the shop here."

Then he gave Li Heng a clear explanation, detailing a series of processes and channels for picking up, releasing, remittance, picking up, and turnover of the life and death building and various people and horses. Every time is accurate. Arranged here, all links must follow the rules.

Even if there is a war, thousands of people are killed and injured every day, and if they say they are out of stock, they are out of stock, and nothing can be changed. Everything is determined by the rules set by Marduk.

It is even more regular than civil servants going to work. I know it is an underground illegal trading office, but I don’t know it. I thought it was a bank counter.

"It's not the time to stock up and release the goods, so naturally there won't be anyone here"

"And the boss has always been very cautious. The more people there are, the more accidents are likely to happen. Except for me, everyone else working here is a one-time hired worker. They will never use it for a long time. Even the workers don't know that they are serving who is the boss of

Hearing what he said, Ruka Wen couldn't help frowning and whispered in Li Heng's ear: "Then the timing of our trip is not right."

"Wrong timing?"

Li Heng looked at the other party lightly: "You are wrong, this time is just right."

"Eh..." Ruka Wen looked at him in confusion.

"If it's just in time for them to come in and out, Mr. Grand won't have time to work for us."

Li Heng patted Ge Lang on the shoulder, knocking him out.

"Working for... for you?"

"That's right, you only have two options now, one is to work for me, the other is to die"

Grand suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "This...you shouldn't be looking for me! I said a long time ago that I am not the actual controller here, but my boss is, but you killed him. If you want someone to do things for you , then you should control him instead of..."

"In that case, you will be the corpse"

Li Heng said expressionlessly.

"Uh……"

Grand choked suddenly and had nothing to say.

"I said, you've been promoted, enjoy being the boss"

He patted the other person on the shoulder, like an amiable boss taking care of his subordinates.

It's just that this subordinate now wants to die.

But he is also very afraid of death.

"I...I know..."

Grand didn't expect that after years of stable career, he would be promoted like this.

In the end, he took Li Heng to the drug testing room on the first basement floor, but after entering, Li Heng realized that it was a little wrong to call this place a testing room.

Not only do some drug experiments here, but it is essentially a small production workshop!
According to the information provided by Grand, the goods purchased here are often not finished drugs at all, but semi-processed products from pharmaceutical companies and raw drug processing factories, or simply some chemical raw materials.

Then the resynthesis of chemical drugs is carried out here, and then the production of finished drugs is carried out.

The reason is that this method can greatly save costs, purchase goods at a level far below the market price, and after paying a certain technical cost and processing cost, the finished medicine obtained is then dumped at a position higher than the market price to those warlords and warlords. gang.

And there is absolutely no need to worry about sales, because without medicine, their people will die, and their territory will be encroached on by competitors. This is a real rigid need.

Not only that, he will also resell at both ends, providing medicines to warlords, guerrillas and gangs in each territory separately. Once he finds that the weak side is unable to support it, he will even take the initiative to lower the price to "show kindness" to support them .

Because what he is most afraid of is which one dominates the world.

That way, there would be no battles, no casualties, and no sales would be cut off.

And he has never been in the doping business, and often mocks and despises the gang dealers who produce and sell doping in front of Grand, calling their business an inferior industry with no technical content.

A large number of banned drug growers supported warlords and gangsters, but those guys used the money to support themselves, so it was clear who went up and who went down.

A saying he often keeps saying is: Compared with the real drug trade, the so-called banned drugs are not even qualified to lift shoes.

Indeed, looking at some of the accounts provided by Grand, basically even the most common shipment can bring Marduk millions of dollars in revenue, and the average number of shipments per year is about ten or so. , once a month on average.

This is the frequency he deliberately controlled. Marduk himself has always been cautious in doing things, and his style of making money follows the steady stream.

That's why the whole building seems to be so idle, even the technicians only work half the time each month.
All he has to do is use his multi-national background to smuggle pharmaceutical raw materials from various channels, and he doesn't even need to come forward, the relationship network he has built over the years can help him handle everything.

All he needs to do is lie down comfortably in this unremarkable small building, and he will receive a steady stream of US dollars every month.

Even the bodyguards don't need to worry about it. In his words, there is no one in this town who has not taken his medicine, and no one will shoot someone who prescribes it for himself.

Unless, he can guarantee that he will never be sick.

However, this pleasant life came to an inexplicable and abrupt end today.

And now the guy who ended his life is looking at his "legacy" with gusto.

"Reaction crucible, decompression drying oven, vacuum autoclaving furnace, gel permeation chromatography, high-speed centrifuge, infrared spectrometer... There are even photochemical electron microscopes and Delta universal reactors, as well as a complete set of small processing lines"

Li Heng's eyes shone slightly, as if he had found a treasure.

The addition of these equipment and instruments alone costs more than 1000 million U.S. dollars, and it is no problem to set up a luxurious version of the biological laboratory.

Marduk is really rich and powerful, and in a sense he really invested heavily in technology.

But after thinking about it, this is actually less than half a year's profit.

This unremarkable town can be said to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Looking at these things, Li Heng couldn't help sighing that he really wanted to come up with something. He had always wanted to have a high-level laboratory of his own before, and now he came here?
After careful inspection, some equipment and instruments are not even easy to obtain in China, because they are completely dependent on Western imports, and Huaxia has recently been listed as a banned country, while Southeast Asia has no such restrictions.

"These things are good, they are mine now"

"Contact your transportation and logistics team and move these things away"

Grand's eyes widened as if he had heard something from the Arabian Nights.

"You... you want to move all these away?!"

"What's the matter? You don't seem very happy?"

Li Heng turned his head to look at him.

"No no no... no"

Grand waved his hand: "But these things want to be transported away, the movement is too big, it's hard not to attract attention..."

"So what?"

Li Heng felt a little puzzled, are these people so inactive?

If you are afraid of making a big noise, just make a bigger noise and cover it up!
(End of this chapter)