Inheritance

The rain curtain weighed down heavily.

Chen Ting withdrew his driver's license from the police, shook the truck window, wiped the rainwater splashed on his face, stepped on the gas pedal, and glanced at the rearview mirror with his wet bangs. At the fork in the road, the black A7B125 was replaced by another A8C324, and after another fork in the road, another one was changed.

It seems that this time a lot of police force was really dispatched.

There are few vehicles to travel in rainy days, and Brother Ten chose such a night of heavy rain. Only the high-level people knew about the shipment this time. In fact, they are all newcomers who know very little about the club.

If it is said that the reason for choosing a newcomer is to abandon the pawn to save the car after being caught unfortunately, then what does it mean to let him and A Wei and several hall masters also participate.Both the old people who know the club and the newcomers who know little about the club are selected.

Until now, he has gone halfway through the journey of transporting the goods, and he still can't figure it out.

When he suddenly drove into the third section of the intersection, there was no car following him. He was wondering, but the navigation showed that he had arrived at his destination, which was a factory in the mountains that specialized in the production of beverages and mainly imported wine from overseas.

He took out an umbrella from the side of the car, and rushed to the warehouse in the heavy rain. The person in charge was a burly man with dragon tattoos on his back. William silently calculated the length, width and height of the man, and felt that the two of himself could make up for it. One of them.

The burly man seemed very impatient, cursing, "Grandma is a bear, you come to pick up the goods so late, and you are making such a horrible weather."

He carefully smiled and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Let me take a look." The big man took out the lumped bills from his pocket as he walked, and pulled the shutter door forcefully. In the warehouse, several disheveled boys were sitting around a small round wooden table with a dark yellow bill hanging on the side. Little light bulb playing poker.

"Damn it, Preserved Egg." The red-haired boy had a cigarette in his mouth, and squinted his eyes to shake off the poker.

"I'm just waiting for you, Wang Zha." The bald man flicked the cards in his hand, "Give me money, give me money."

"Work, your grandma is a bear." The burly man stretched out his feet and kicked over the red-haired stool. The young man fell hard to the ground and quickly got up, calling humbly, "Brother Biao."

"Go, move the goods." Brother Biao patted the tissue paper in his hand, "Ten boxes of 18-year-old Chivas Regal, ten boxes..."

Several people were busy moving the boxes inside and out, and braved the rain to transport them to the truck.

"Hey, look at your eyes, let's deliver the goods for the first time."

He responded, "Yes, I used to help watch the venue, but I also helped the boss transport watermelons a few times."

"Let me tell you, the quality of the liquor in our factory is fine. Who was that in the past, Ah Wei? He always came."

He was puzzled in his heart, always feeling faintly uneasy.

"Okay." Brother Biao patted him on the shoulder, "Old rules, pay the bill."

"Eh, I see."

No matter what kind of business is in the club, a 40.00% deposit is paid first, and the latter payment is paid when the goods are received. This is much more convenient than cash transactions, and it is difficult to be found out.

The rain was getting lighter. He climbed into the truck and glanced at his watch. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and he looked at the rearview mirror. He was still the only truck driving on the empty mountain road.

Halfway through the journey, he parked the car halfway up the mountain, groped into the cargo box, and tore open a packing box. The boxes of wine were neatly arranged, and they looked the same.

Unwilling to give up, he opened the packaging of the wine and checked it carefully, but he still didn't find anything strange.

Could it be that the line he is in charge of is really for transporting wine?

Somewhat deflated.

Carefully put back the packaging, climbed back to the driver's seat in the rain, touched two handfuls of wet hair, took out the phone and took out a new phone card, buckled the phone card in his hand, hesitated for a while, and chose to put the old phone card back to its original place .

It's better not to contact senior brother yet, go back and see the situation.

"Dididi." The phone vibrated, and a text message jumped on the screen, which was sent by Awei, "The goods have arrived, return quickly."

Could it be that the goods have arrived?

His heart sank, he stepped on the gas pedal quickly, his heart fluttered, if the goods really arrived at the club, it would mean that the brothers and the others had mobilized such a large police force this time, but they still got nothing?

"Yo, Brother Ting, why are you all wet?" As soon as the truck stopped, Amon came up to him with an umbrella.

"Where's Ah Wei?" He pretended to be careless and asked

"Brother Wei? Isn't that right?" Amon lifted his chin, and Chen Ting followed the people's eyes. A faint yellow light bulb pulled over temporarily.

"Is that your car?"

"Ang, that's right." Amon replied, "A carload of mangoes and watermelons, I heard they are imported fruits, hey, what's the matter with Brother Ten recently? It's good for health? I can't finish eating this."

eat?

That's too much to eat.

As long as that batch of goods arrives, even if a hundred of these stocks are rotten, it will not be rotten.

After the truck was moved, Ah Wei brought another group of people over to move the goods on his truck. With a cold face, he said flatly, "Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard work. Aren't we all doing it for Brother Ten?" He smiled, suppressing his doubts, pretending to be very calm and saying that he would help move the goods, Ah Wei reached out to stop him, opened a box casually, took He took out a bottle of coconut milk in a can, opened it with a "bang" and handed it to him, "Thank you for your hard work, go and rest. Your car is the last batch. After moving, we will go back."

The doubts in his heart grew even bigger, but he didn't like to ask too many questions, so even if he asked Ah Wei right now, Ah Wei would definitely not say anything.

Bored and pinching the can of drink in his hand, he sat aside and took a sip, his mouth was filled with the aroma of coconut milk, not to mention...

It's quite delicious.

He didn't sleep well for an hour that night, and his whole body looked like he had taken a stimulant. It wasn't until the next day that the news reported that a truck was seized with drugs last night and the relevant personnel had been detained. It's like being poured with cold water, after the excitement is gone, the exhaustion comes up layer by layer.

Well, the driver of that car was the Lord of the Seven Halls who had an accident not long ago—Jia Ye. It is said that Jia Ye wanted to swallow this batch of high-purity goods privately, so he didn't take the predetermined route, so he was arrested. The police found out.Afterwards, it was exposed in the association that Mr. Jia secretly swallowed goods and made false accounts before stepping on the Lord of the Upper Realm. He carefully tested the tenth brother's attitude, and found that the tenth brother was furious and turned around at random. Indifferently, on the surface it seemed that this matter was quite sad, but in private he felt that Brother Ten was not much touched by Master Jia's arrest and this batch of goods falling into the hands of the police, and he seemed to let go of it.

He is getting more and more confused.

Before the rumors died down, he received a takeaway order for a cup of mandarin duck milk tea. He soaked the paper in ink, and the address was clearly displayed on it. It seemed that he was in a hurry to see him.

This is the cusp of the storm, but how can we meet...