Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 136

2022-03-09

Chapter 136 There are preconditions for releasing people

The hearts of young people are like a roller coaster.

This is not the first time he has been arrested for selling drugs.

To be able to exchange a customer's information for a chance to escape is simply a business without capital. Who would refuse it?

When panicked, people cling to all hope, no matter how unrealistic that hope may seem.

As for work ethic, do they have that kind of thing?

The conscience of the drug dealers is as black and brittle as the bamboo charcoal freshly fired in the charcoal kiln.

The youth knew that the messenger was probably lying to him, but even so, he wanted to try to believe it.

He stared at the sketch with wide eyes.

At the first sight of the sketch, the young man had no idea who this person was.

But after seeing that grimace hawkmoth tattoo, I immediately thought of it.

The young man is crazy nodded: "I know! I know! He often comes to me to buy triazolam, sevoflurane and other things, and I have to make it for him almost every two or three days. Get in once!"

As soon as these words came out, before the messenger could speak, Jin Ping An excitedly grabbed his shoulder.

The next step is the standard three questions of the soul: "Who is he?! Where is he?! What does he do?!"

And the young man's answer is also very interesting: "I don't know, I don't know, I can't be sure..."

"Are you kidding me? Your buyer doesn't even know the name?!"

The young gold Ping An scolded her mother in the bottom of her heart.

The case, which has been stagnant for a month, finally has a major breakthrough, the dawn of victory is just around the corner, and the most crucial criminal suspect will soon be caught.

Just now he was still talking about knowing everything, but now there is a three-line denial. Jin Ping'an can't wait to give him two Iron Fist first.

The young man was dumbfounded, and he subconsciously glanced at his Bounty Hunter.

This person is obviously very old-fashioned, why is there such a stunned young man next to him?

He felt very wronged: "How could a retail investor like me deliberately inquire about the buyer's information, isn't that nothing to do?"

In this business, except for suppliers In addition to the communication between them, it is thankful that others don't come to inquire about their information. Who would care about the customers' business?

You give the money, I give the goods, except that the mobile phone will be used in the transaction, and everyone is usually contacted by the drift bottle.

Some of the more cautious traders don't even meet face to face.

They'll drop the item directly into a trash can in the park, or tape it to the back of a sign, send a location message, take a photo of the scene, and let customers pick it up themselves.

The whole process is unmanned, and the service attitude is extremely poor.

The messenger knows cultivation, and if you catch a drug dealer, you can get a lot of clues. This kind of thing basically doesn't exist.

In every major operation of the police, they basically rely on informants and hidden piles to provide clues. It is rare to follow a bottom-level drug dealer to catch the supplier.

However, due to the recent shortage of goods in Qianhua City, the supply of goods is in short supply, the quality of products is declining, and the economy of the pharmaceutical circle is sluggish.

In order to retain customers and prevent them from falling into the arms of other peers, dealers began to roll in the industry and opened on-call home delivery services.

Free shipping for anything under 7 grams, 5% off for anything over 15 grams, and other activities, some people can't wait to hold a sign to advertise.

Of course, these status quo messengers and Kim Ping'an are not very clear.

"Since you are supplying him for a long time, you should have his contact information."

The messenger pulled the young man off the ground and asked him to stand against the wall.

During this period, the courier 'inadvertently' exposed the pistol at his waist.

The young man who had just given birth to the idea of running suddenly fainted.

At first, he thought that since the two of them were not police officers, maybe they could give it a try and go to the bar to ask for help when they were not paying attention, but now he thinks it is better for him to be honest.

In the Asian Union, if drug dealers have the intention of resisting or fleeing when they are arrested, the police (including Bounty Hunter) can choose to shoot directly, regardless of life or death.

No matter how fast he runs on two legs, it is impossible to run past bullets.

The young man explained honestly: "I have the contact information of that person in my wallet."

The messenger picked up the wallet from the ground, fiddled with it for a while, and pulled out one from the mezzanine. note.

"This number was given to me yesterday by him, and every time he finishes trading with me, he will change to a new number." The youth explained.

The messenger asked: "Is there anything else to say?"

"No...I really don't know him well, it's just a business relationship..."

The young man said sincerely.

"If it's gone, just open your mouth and take this pill."

The messenger didn't bother to break up with him, and took out the powerful sleeping pills he secretly withheld.

Young people are specializing in selling this stuff, and this stuff is all too familiar to him.

"Didn't you promise to let me go!"

The young man struggled hard, because his hands were tied behind him, he couldn't keep his balance, and he almost fell into a dog's shit with a dive Fortunately, the messenger was kind-hearted and kicked him on the stomach to help him squat down on the spot.

“big brother, we are lacking hatred and enmity, can you let me go? You can say the number, as long as I can afford it…”

next moment.

The youth's voice stopped abruptly.

Because a black muzzle was pointed at his head.

“As I said, the premise of letting you go is that the news is satisfactory to me, but now, either take medicine or you die, choose one for yourself.”

The messenger said Then he threw the medicine on the ground, opened the pistol safety and put his finger on the trigger.

Facing the cold gaze of the messenger, which seemed to be able to freeze people, the young man stood on end with hair all over his body.

This time he didn't even dare to move, for fear that if he moved, the other party accidentally wiped the gun, and sent himself to chat with Yama and his old man.

The young man was bitter, and he would rather the messenger be a little more angry.

Because anger means that you still have use value and will not be easily abandoned.

However, the courier's tone was casually, talking about life and death was like discussing how the food tasted last night, killing was just an insignificant little thing in his eyes.

The young man has no doubt that this man will shoot immediately after he refuses, and then leave the alley with his things without looking back. He really doesn't care about the number of lives in his hands.

The young man leaned down slowly, licked the tablet on the ground with his tongue, and swallowed it with saliva.

A few minutes later, he finally got a taste of what the medicine he was selling was like.

The young man's head and body began to disobey, completely succumbing to instinct, the brain could not do any thinking, and the mouth could not even connect the most basic vocabulary structure.

Eventually, he closed his eyes and passed out facing the ground.

The only incisor left was lost because of this knock.

The messenger wrapped his left hand around the young man's abdomen and tucked the whole person under his armpit: "Take everything with you, remember to wrap it with paper, and don't touch it with your hands."

( End of this chapter)