Gossip King

Gao Leng pushed the door, but didn't move.

He took out the key and took a look. That's right, it was the key with a mark on it.

I tried it again, I could turn it, and heard the sound of the lock shaft inside the door. I pushed it again, but it still didn't move.

A burst of bright light flashed, and a small display at the door lit up, Gao Leng glanced at it, and felt depressed.

This is a double lock, and fingerprint scanning is required to unlock.

The footsteps were getting closer, and there was a commotion.

"There are people lying there! There are people lying there!" The footsteps stopped, and then collectively moved to the north. They saw the people lying on the ground near the bathroom.

There was no time, Gao Leng ran to Lao Zhao's side in an instant, picked it up, and walked away. The old Zhao who was about 1.8 meters tall was hung in the air like a chicken and ran away.

Almost under the eyelids of the group of people, the speed was very fast, and it passed by in a flash, and it was at the door of the warehouse in an instant.

Ten fingers, one by one at the fingerprint scanner.

Drop, wrong.

Drop, wrong.

It is wrong again.

Suddenly, he put Lao Zhao's little finger up and pressed it. Unable to guard, the door opened.

YES! Gao Leng yelled inwardly and hurriedly entered sideways. In order to prevent the door from closing and he could not get out, he placed Lao Zhao diagonally at the door and blocked the door. The voices outside the door are getting closer.

Gao Lengshan raised his eyes and was stunned in the entrance door.

Only dumbfounded to describe, no other words.

In the largest warehouse of about two thousand square meters, the top floor of more than 20 meters high is neatly arranged with bundles of transparent hard plastic pre-packaged meat.

This meat, at first glance, it is known that it has deteriorated.

The dense green mold and red mold are disgusting at first glance. Even if the airtight plastic is packaged, the chill in the air is still unbearable.

This is definitely not something that can be shipped overnight, at least countless times before and after, such a large amount of expired meat is actually piled neatly in the empire's Donggang, which is known as the second largest port in the country, and is strictly audited.

At least a thousand tons! Thousand tons of spoiled meat are actually piled up in the warehouse of this large international company, the Caesars Group, which has the largest meat transaction volume in China.

Caesars Group, what kind of group is this? ! This is a company that, as long as any domestic catering company cooperates with them, will write on its promotional pages: organic, green, and pure imported meat.

It can be said that the four words Caesar Group are the symbol of quality.

Although Gao Leng had already had expectations in his heart, he knew that there must be a problem, but when the real facts were revealed before his eyes, he still couldn't believe it.

These meats are what the Chinese people want to eat one bite at a time. It is what millions of people pay, buy, and eat.

Gao Leng took out his mobile phone and quickly wiped off the white fog on the lens, and took a few shots. Since it was not a wide-angle lens, he went back and forth for dozens of seconds at various angles.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the innermost shelf, and a small sign hung on each shelf inside. So he ran over quickly, ran to the end, and took a look.

Anger was born spontaneously.

I saw the name of a company written on each shelf: Kenbihan Group, Haisheng Ramen Group, Biqiming Group...More than a dozen well-known companies, including Chinese companies, Sino-foreign joint ventures, and more, It is a foreign company, a foreign company in Japan.

Next to each company’s name is written tonnage: Kenbihan Group, 80 tons; Haisheng Ramen Group, 40 tons; Biqiming Group: 45 tons.

It is not known whether these tonnages are monthly or yearly, but based on the inventory, it must be monthly.

After Gao Leng took these photos, he quickly ran in the warehouse to find other evidence.

He still lacks one piece of evidence, which is the source of the meat. Where is the source of so much meat? Prior to this, he had contacted his colleagues and suspected that the meat came from India.

Ten years ago, a large-scale rinderpest occurred in India, and thousands of tons of meat disappeared magically.

After turning around, most of the zygote of some meat that was just disassembled showed that the meat came from India, but there are also some other countries, mostly from the third world. Could it be that the expired meat of the third world countries is dumped by the empire?

Gao Leng boldly made this judgment and photographed the evidence.

The sound outside the door became louder. Such a time of less than tens of seconds is not enough to take all the photos, but right now, I can't take any more shots.

If it’s too late, if you shoot again, it will be revealed.

Gao Leng closed his hand decisively, rushed out of the door, and kicked Lao Zhao away: "Helping outsiders to harm the doglegs of the Chinese!" He cursed secretly, turned around and closed the door with the key, and wiped off his fingerprints with his sleeve.

"Someone was knocked down over there! Over there! The stone elephant!"

The voice of the crowd grew louder.

Gao Leng glanced at the stone elephant, but no one came yet.

He looked at the old Zhao on the ground in deep contemplation for a moment, and immediately bent over to pick him up again, ran away quickly, and put it down in the corner at the end. About 400 meters away, he took off his clothes and put them on, throwing his copycat clothes in the middle of the road.

Then he took him again and ran to the corner, peeled off one of his shoes and threw it on the corner.

Picked up again and ran to another corner, dropping a shoe.

Repeated this way, almost circling the little half of Donggang, unloading the objects from him one by one, and finally left him with a pant.

Immediately afterwards, Gao Leng picked up Zhao's fingers and secretly exerted force, blood poured out, and wrote on the ground with Zhao's blood: Revenge, the golden gun has fallen.

"Over there! There are clothes over there!" A hoarse voice came from behind.

When everything was done, Gao Leng looked down at his clothes, Zhao's clothes, Gao Leng smiled slightly, turned his head and waved back, and ran to the front door quickly.

At the main entrance, some blade gang members entered one after another, and everyone was panicked because they didn't figure out what was wrong.

Gao Leng was wearing the clothes of the Blade's Gang and took off the mask. As soon as those people walked in, he hurriedly pointed in the direction with his hands: "Over there! Over there!"

People flooded in.

Pass easily, ran out of the main entrance and walked straight to the road.

There, if not unexpected, the old hanging is waiting for him.

The car was on the opposite side. In a very dark area, Lao Hao did things safely, and ran at the normal speed of human beings. He stopped ten meters away from the car.

Gao Leng suddenly discovered that there were two black Audis parked in front of and behind the Land Rover about 30 meters away.

The car is very low-key, only Audi A6, the license plate is blocked.

The lights are on and there are people in the car.

How could the old crane park the car in a place with cars and people in the front and back? It is impossible.

Gao Leng felt a burst of air-conditioning from behind him. He quickly stretched his hand out of his pocket, turned and hid beside a big trash can on the side of the road, squatted down, and took out his mobile phone.

If there is a problem, the data must be transferred.

"Hehe, very smart." A familiar voice came from behind Gao Leng.

Gao Leng's face changed, and his hand clung to the phone.

"Old hanging in our hands, give me the phone." The voice rang again, which should not be violated.

This was after the mantis hunted the cicada and the oriole. This reversal made Gao Leng a little flustered.