A large iron gate, surrounded by iron fences and barbed wire.
The ostentation of this Zhenhui Silk Factory is not small.
Crunch.
Two police cars stopped and everyone got out of the car together.
A middle-aged police officer sighed: "I still remember that when this place was built more than ten years ago, many city leaders came to attend the ceremony. And at that time, the place was not so desolate and the fog was not so heavy."
Ah Huang took the compass in his hand and looked around again.
Fu Yang approached him and asked, "What did you find?"
"This place was made like this man-made. With the help of the evil dragons trapping corpses in the cave to gather nearby Yin evil spirits and the special characteristics of the underground corpses, and then using some evil spells, the thick fog will not dissipate all year round. There must be evil spirits!"
Zhao Shanshan reminded the police officers again: "Everyone, be more vigilant! Don't disperse. The radio must be kept on."
"yes!"
Then she took out her mobile phone and dialed a landline number.
At any rate, Zhenhui Silk Factory is also officially registered with the relevant departments, so the police must have checked the relevant phone numbers in advance. Otherwise, they would not even be able to enter the gate.
Toot toot.
The phone rang a few times, and a feminine bass voice came from over there.
"Hello? This is the office of Zhenhui Silk Factory."
"Jiangcheng City Police need to conduct a certain level of search on the factory. Please open the door to receive us."
Zhao Shanshan is on speakerphone, so everyone can hear her.
There was silence on the phone for a while.
"Okay, I'll pick you up at the gate in three minutes."
Zhao Shanshan made an "ok" gesture and put away the phone.
Sure enough, soon, the big closed iron door made a harsh sound of metal friction. It opened on both sides. In the mist in the distance, a tall and thin figure appeared, walking this way.
When he got closer, he saw a young man with a feminine appearance. His hair was slicked back, giving him the appearance of oily hair and a pink face. Seeing so many heavily armed police officers, he was actually very calm and did not look panicked.
"Dear police officers, our factory is a law-abiding enterprise. There will be no illegal crimes, right?"
Zhao Shanshan was still somewhat heroic and had a straight face when handling the case.
"We'll wait until the police check whether we need it. Here's the search warrant. If there's nothing wrong with it, you can take us in." She showed the man the certificate in her hand.
After reading it, he nodded and gave it back to Shanshan. He introduced himself as Zhang Quan, the head of the public relations department of this factory, and could take you in.
"Zhang Quan? Seeing as how he looks like a monster, why not just add an egg to the back and call him Zhang Quandan?"
Fu Yang felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he saw this sissy, and silently complained in his heart.
A group of ten people followed Zhang Quan and slowly walked into the factory gate...
"Director Zhang, isn't it too quiet here? Are all the workers taking a break?"
Strange indeed!
Because after walking into the factory area, you can see rows of factory buildings on both sides of the cement road, looming in the white mist. It should be a place where fabrics are produced and processed, but there is no sound of mechanical operation or even a sound of human beings.
nothing.
It doesn’t look like a factory, but more like a cemetery!
Zhang Quan, who was walking at the front, seemed to pause for a moment, and then responded without any fluctuation in his voice: "No, the silk in our factory is all made by hand. There are no machines."
A middle-aged policeman sneered: "The output is too small."
"It doesn't matter. There are only a few people who can afford it. People like you probably can't afford one foot with a year's salary."
Damn it! Isn't this dog a bit too arrogant? He actually dares to talk to the detective like this.
This is simply a slap in the face. How can the criminal police members who are surrounded by bullets and bullets stand this anger!
But Ah Huang glared at a few policemen who were eager to try, signaling them not to alert the enemy.
Zhao Shanshan's tone was a bit harsh, and she directly asked to search the factory. Otherwise, there is no need to blame the police for being rude!
"As you wish. There is a factory in front."
Zhang Quan led everyone towards a row of bungalows deep in the thick fog on the right...
Fu Yang gently pulled Ah Huang: "Why does this damn place feel so evil? I feel uncomfortable all over."
"It's okay to feel uncomfortable! It's just... I haven't found anything wrong yet. It's strange. In short, keep a close eye on your beautiful captain. This place must be the right one, but I guess it's not that good today.
It ends well."
Fu Yang nodded and moved closer to Zhao Shanshan.
Their bodies occasionally touched each other while walking. The soft touch that could be felt through the police uniforms made Fu Yang feel his heart beat faster.
Jingle bell, jingle bell.
In front of the bungalow door, Zhang Quan pulled a line, and a bell sounded from inside.
A senior criminal police officer named Liu Zhan stared at Zhang Quan and asked him: "The truth is that the workers in your factory usually have all the factories locked up?"
He nodded: "Is there any problem with this? It's just a work habit, it shouldn't be illegal, police officer."
Clang.
The door of the factory building opened, and a short figure appeared at the door.
It's a dwarf!
He was only 1.23 meters tall, his face was dry and fleshy, and he was blind in one of his eyes. His eyes rolled back and forth. The whole person looked very scary.
"Oh, don't be afraid. This is our factory supervisor. He is supervising this row. He will take everyone with him later..."
"No need! We are here to search, not to visit."
A group of police officers filed directly past the dwarf and entered the factory. They just wanted to give these guys a thunderous blow by surprise!
But what neither Fu Yang nor Ah Huang noticed was that the tall and thin Zhang Quan and the terrifying dwarf supervisor looked at each other, with evil and sinister smiles on their lips...
Factory interior.
It is a row of arc-shaped workbenches.
One by one, the workers stood in front, silently screening the quality of the fabrics on the table and further processing them.
Their movements are actually relatively slow, but they are very focused, as if there is nothing worth paying attention to except the work at hand.
Even when ten police officers came in, not one of them turned to look, they were still immersed in their work.
This is so unreasonable!
"Fuck! How much salary does the Zhenhui Silk Factory pay them? They have to work so hard. Why don't we both become workers too, haha." Fu Yang poked Ah Huang with his hand and opened his mouth.
A joking, slightly lively atmosphere that suddenly turns into a very serious and dull atmosphere.
It was Liu Zhan just now who discovered a detail and asked: "The weather is not too cold now, so why are all the workers here wearing so thick clothes and covering their bodies tightly? This is not something sophisticated or dangerous.