"Beep!"

The car lights came on.

Honda sedan unlocked.

Guan Li strolled towards the car door.

"action!"

The customs inspector gave the order.

The two car doors opened.

"Da da da." More than a dozen customs members in suits and leather shoes, with firearms on their waists, rushed towards Guan Li like wolves and tigers.

Guan Li, who was originally looking relaxed, heard the footsteps and saw the crowd coming towards him. His expression suddenly changed. He gave up the car, looked around in panic for a while with his backpack, and then immediately turned around and rushed towards the parking space on the side.

Because there are several cars parked there! It can effectively divide the crowd and eliminate the police's advantage!

In addition, there is an underground passage behind that location, and you can also run to the basement on the second floor!

More chances to escape and hide!

As for the forty sets of goods, you can't just throw them away. Once you throw them away, it will be evidence and it will make Lin Kun dissatisfied.

"Catch him!" Customs officers attacked from both sides.

The male inspector raised his hand and pointed at the figure and shouted.

Everyone immediately chased Guan Li.

There was chaos in the basement.

Guan Li cursed in his mind as he ran away: "Didn't I talk to Sir Zhuang?"

"Why are the police still here?"

"Damn it! There's no point in grabbing a kitchen! This is ruining my good deeds!"

Guan Li originally planned to find out the location of the kitchen, warehouse, and entire drug manufacturing factory, and then report them all to Sir Zhuang, destroying the drug manufacturing group in one fell swoop.

I have just found a kitchen now, and I have a good idea.

how?

Guys are going to take credit soon?

This kitchen is easy to poke!

It's easier for Lin Kun to build another one!

But it is difficult to understand the institutional factory!

Guan Li jumped up and overturned a car while holding the front of the car.

The customs officers pursued him in multiple directions, dispersed and surrounded him, and were currently chasing him in the garage.

In fact, the reason Guan Li had a relaxed expression earlier was because he had lost a group of policemen on the road.

And this police team is the serious crime team sent by Uncle Biao.

Guan Li had no idea that there were two teams of people watching him, one of them was to protect him, and the other was trying to eat him.

After he shook off the crime team, he thought there was no tail behind him, but unexpectedly, the customs team bit him and followed him all the way to the kitchen floor.

"Still want to run away?" The customs inspector laughed ferociously and led people to block the door in advance.

It turned out that the customs had figured out Guan Li's escape route, and they divided their troops into two groups and immediately blocked the road.

At this moment, the customs inspector raised his gun and pointed it at Guan Li.

Guan Li quickly stopped and stood in front of him sweating profusely.

"Get down!"

Two customs members immediately rushed up from behind and threw them to the ground with great force.

Guan Li couldn't resist, so he lay on the ground and let the two men handcuff him.

The underground garage is very close to the kitchen. In order to avoid being discovered by drug dealers in advance, the customs personnel did not shoot. They relied entirely on the strength of the troops to control the situation.

Otherwise, more than a dozen of them took out their weapons.

Guan Li didn't even have a chance to escape.

At this time, Guan Li's hands were cuffed, and he raised his head and stared upward.

The customs inspector knelt down, patted Guan Li's cheek, and said with a playful look on his face: "Run! Why don't you run?"

"Fuck." Guan Li cursed and turned his head angrily, not wanting to talk to his pig teammates at all.

Now he was angry in his head and imagining the fate of the street boys in front of him.

If they dare to ruin Sir Zhuang's good deeds, they will definitely not be able to survive in the police force.

The customs inspector pinched Guan Li's face and said, "Tell me! Which floor is the kitchen on?"

"Take us up! I can help you apply for a commutation of your sentence!"

Guan Li thought to himself: "You will be punished by hanging!"

"I need to go to jail?"

"Wait until I get reinstated! You will be the first to cause trouble!"

Guan Li lowered his head, gritted his teeth and let the customs inspector pinch his cheek.

"You still have a tough mouth?" Seeing his performance, the customs inspector sneered, turned and walked to the side. He took out a wooden stick from a pile of decoration scraps, held the stick with both hands, stood in front of Guan Li and said with a smile: "

Give you another chance!"

"Are you going to tell me?" the customs inspector looked cold and sinister.

Guan Li's pupils were locked, but he remained silent.

"Ha!" the customs inspector sneered, raised his stick with both hands, and smashed it towards Guan Li with a bang.

"Ah!" Guan Li suddenly screamed.

Two customs members let go of Guan Li's shoulders, took two steps back slightly, and together with more than a dozen customs members, surrounded Guan Li in the middle of the crowd.

Guan Li's hands were handcuffed behind his back, and he was unable to resist or escape.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

One stick! Two sticks!

Guan Li's screams became more and more miserable.

The customs inspector did not hold back, hitting Guan Li firmly with each stick, and occasionally kicked and cursed: "Say! You mean it!"

"Where is the factory? Tell me! Otherwise I will beat you to death! And I will arrest you! Your death will be in vain!"

There are some police who are worse than criminals!

This customs officer is like this.

"Stop it! Sir Liao!" A member of the customs suddenly grabbed the customs inspector's wrist: "If you continue to beat me, you will really die!"

At this moment, Guan Li was lying on the ground with his mouth full of blood and footprints all over his body.

The customs inspector threw away his subordinate's arm: "Don't worry!"

"More than eight million yuan of funding has been approved this time! If we don't dig out the factory, we will all have to hand in our resignation slips!"

It turns out that the forty sets of goods in Guan Li's bag were dragged by customs officials to buy them.

This shows how smart the customs is.

Pressure with these customs members.

Now the customs members shut up and stopped stopping him.

At this time, a police vehicle for taking pictures arrived at the General Administration of Customs. Several police officers in suits got out of the car one after another, strode into the customs building, and went straight to the office of the Director of Customs.

Inspector Liao raised his arm again, ready to continue interrogating the criminal, but the criminal suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Stop fighting! One of our own!"

"Ahem." The criminal vomited out two mouthfuls of blood. Guan Li raised his head and looked at the customs inspector and said, "One of our own...one of our own..."

"Who the hell is one of your own?" The customs inspector initially thought that the criminal could not hold on and wanted to confess. Unexpectedly, the criminal reversed course and claimed that he was one of his own.

The customs has been following Guan Li for so long and knows that Guan Li is Lin Kun's confidant. Moreover, the customs is under Lin Kun and has no inside information at all, so how can he be one of his own?

The customs inspector cursed with displeasure in his eyes and wanted to raise his stick again, but Guan Li quickly grabbed his trousers, raised his head with blood in his mouth and said: "I am Mr. Zhuang's informant! Mr. Zhuang's informant!"

"You can't go up! It's just a kitchen up there!" Guan Li begged with unwilling eyes.

Unfortunately, he had no other option because he knew that this team of police officers might really beat him to death.

After all, with forty sets of "Hong Kong papers" in his bag, the police officer was not responsible for beating him to death. Especially since the inspector was so evil, he would do anything to solve the case.

Were the undercover files recovered after the incident? Will the police investigate again? Damn it, it’s useless if everyone hangs up!

When the customs inspector heard Guan Li announcing that he had left the house, he looked nervous and took a step back: "Hit!"
To be continued...