The host is red and black, and the system can only chirp

System: [6!]

As a system, it was still frightened by the gunman rushing towards it.

Nima 5.56mm caliber, loaded assault rifle with a magazine capacity of 30 rounds.

No matter how bad your marksmanship is, if you use your ultimate weapon at close range, it will be no problem to kill twenty hosts in one breath.

I have seen people who are not afraid of death, but I have never seen a host who would seek death like this.

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Xi Mingming habitually ignored the system's complaints and her interview continued.

Xi Mingming picked up the camera from the tripod and walked to the packaging table himself. He pointed the camera at the packaging table and asked, "How much cocaine is here?"

A man who was working looked up. He had just taken cocaine and looked excited, with a distorted expression on his face.

He replied maliciously, "3 kilograms. Consuming it all at once can kill 18 adults."

It's a very objective fact, and the whole world knows it, but people still continue to take drugs. Xi Mingming's hand holding the camera trembled slightly, but there was no change in his expression.

She turned to Baroni and asked, "Is it okay to take cocaine while working?"

Baroni smiled evilly: "Yes, to maintain the passion for work. As long as you don't drink, we have no taboos."

……

No wonder.

No wonder Baroni held the pistol just now before he dared to talk to the gunman.

People at work can take cocaine at any time, which makes them emotionally agitated, and a little conflict may lead to a shooting between the two sides.

……

Xi Mingming noticed that the people doing the packaging work were basically older men.

This age is a little older, and it is difficult to exceed 35 years old.

Xi Mingming asked: "Do the packaging staff usually choose older people?"

“The packaging work is the most important, so it is usually done by the senior members of the group themselves.”

Xi Mingming kept her composure, even though she saw that the packagers were basically surrounded by guns.

Xi Mingming's words became more and more like a casual chat, with pure curiosity on his face: "What is the standard for packaging? Is it always one spoonful like this?"

Xi Mingming pointed to the long and thin plastic spoon placed on the serving plate on the table.

The workshop is not as grand as outsiders imagine. Everyone sits around an ordinary wooden table, and the finished cocaine is placed on plastic plates.

Baroni didn't care. "It depends on where it's shipped. When it's sold in the city, the standard is 2 grams per scoop."

Xi Mingming watched the camera walk towards the side where the goods were being packaged and labeled. The people exposed to the camera subconsciously lowered their heads to prevent the camera from capturing their faces.

It seems that the local military and police are not completely ineffective.

Xi Mingming pretended not to see it and picked up a handful of products packaged in a plastic basin.

Lifting it up in front of the camera, the label on it is very... unexpected.

Printed with prices, the name of the drug trafficking group, the name of the occupied territory, the leader's logo, and a very special logo.

Xi Mingming pointed at the LOGO and asked, "What is this?"

Baroni is actually not that old, only 22 years old. He said proudly: "This is the football club supported by our leader, and it is also my favorite team."

Xi Mingming: “…”

The sudden enthusiasm was very straightforward.

She turned the label over and saw a line of small words printed on the back: "If there are any quality problems, please complain to the place of purchase."

Xi Mingming was shocked: "Where to buy? Do you have a fixed place to buy?"

Baroni smiled and said proudly, "In our community, there are."

"Aren't you afraid of the police?"

Baroni waved the pistol in his hand and pointed at the gunman's assault rifle, with a look of disapproval on his face: "We have guns, lots of guns, including sniper rifles, da da da, can fire a lot of bullets. The police come to our territory just to be shot."

Xi Mingming immediately understood that in the slums controlled by drug dealers, drug transactions could be openly displayed and there were fixed purchasing windows.

In communities controlled by the military and police, drug transactions need to move into the dark.

"How much do you sell this small bag for?" Xi Mingming pointed at the 2-gram packaging bag.

"5 yuan." Baroni was referring to the local currency, which is approximately equivalent to 10 Chinese yuan at the current exchange rate.

"Where will the people who come to you to buy goods sell them?"

"They usually go to the beach to sell to foreigners, or go to the city center. As long as they don't sell near the community, it's fine."

"What are their selling prices?"

"About 10 to 15 yuan."

……

Less than a 10-minute drive away, with two or three times the profit and almost no local supervision, it is no wonder that drugs are so rampant and have become one of the world's three largest sources of drugs.

The cocaine is being transported to Southeast Asia, and the price per gram has soared to around 1100 Chinese yuan, and a small bag costs around 2200 yuan.

How many times the profit is this?

There is a passage in Capital, the general meaning of which is summarized as follows:

“With 50% profit, capital is willing to take risks; with 100% profit, capital dares to trample on all human laws; with 300% profit, even hanging cannot stop capital from taking risks.”

DU products, far more than 3 times the profit.

……

Xi Mingming asked as if he suddenly remembered something, "What about going further out? You have to raise the price. It won't be convenient to ship with such fragmented specifications, right?"

"If the other party comes to pick up the goods in person, the price is still the same. If it needs to be transported to a designated location, it depends on the situation. The specifications mainly depend on the other party's needs."

Xi Mingming immediately understood that the local government basically let DRUGs run wild, which led to the fact that the DRUG dealers in this city had no sense of urgency at all.

Maybe she could be bolder.

"This city has a well-developed port. Your transportation method should be more sea transportation? What are the general standards?"

Baroni shrugged. “We have packages ranging from 500 grams to 3 kilograms.”

Xi Mingming decided to quit while he was ahead and did not dare to mention any specific ports.

She turned her head and pointed the camera at the back of a girl wearing a bright red cartoon vest, and said jokingly: "This child is at most ten years old. You have employed a lot of child laborers."

There are 15 staff members in the room, divided into three groups: packing, sealing and labeling. In the sealing and labeling groups, at least three employees are under years old.

The youngest was a little girl, who Xi Mingming judged to be no more than ten years old.

She was assigned to the labeling group, which was the easiest job. The little girl moved quickly and it was obvious that she was not a novice.

Baroni rolled his eyes to the sky, as if laughing at Xi Mingming's hypocrisy: "Varga's father was killed by the police, her mother is sick, and her brother is only three years old. If we don't give her this job, her whole family will starve to death."

Xi Mingming tactfully changed the subject, "I see that most of your guns are loaded even when you are working. Aren't you afraid of accidental injuries?"

Baroni shrugged. "No place is more vulnerable to raids than a drug processing plant in operation. Whether it's the police or rival gangs, they could attack us at any time."

"The gun is not loaded?" He looked at Xi Mingming like a fool: "Do you want to be shot?"

Baroni's expression seemed to say - you are facing the same danger as him, but he has a gun and can fight back. If Xi Mingming faces a sudden hail of bullets, there is no chance of survival.

Xi Mingming understood that Baroni did it on purpose.