Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

Not half a month after Han Sen was released on parole, good news came from Shen Zui.

Shen Zui is very smart, but also a courageous and resourceful man, and he has stayed by Han Sen's side for a long time.

Han Sen also observed this man silently and carefully. He will be an excellent right-hand man and a trustworthy friend.

Han Sen has never been a fool, nor is he an arbitrary man, so Han Sen's inconvenience now, let Shen Zui start to do these things for himself, and guide him behind the scenes, it is also after careful consideration.

Intoxicated No. 14 days after Han Sen came back, he came to the prison to visit Han Sen again.

At that time, Han Sen was sitting beside Nietzsche. Nietzsche was reading the morning newspaper. Han Sen was holding an economics book in his hand and was concentrating on reading it.

"Boom boom boom——"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the activity room.

Han Sen got up to open the door, and saw the jailer named Pete standing outside the door.

His old man was Justice Charlie, who was killed by Han Sen at his mistress' apartment on Christmas Eve last year.

Han Sen looked at Pete blankly:

"What's the matter?"

Pete didn't seem to dare to look directly at Han Sen's cold eyes. He slightly slanted his eyes and said in a very formulaic voice: "Han Sen, someone is visiting you in prison. You need to go out now."

Han Sen looked straight at Pete: "What name, who is it?"

"Shen Zui is a Chinese, he said he is your friend."

Han Sen nodded.

Shen Zui was released from prison some time ago, and he spent four years in prison here, but because Pete came here for a relatively short time and was mainly in charge of Area B (the white area), he is not familiar with Shen Zui. A jailer who has been working for a long time, such as Loni, will definitely know that he was a prisoner in a Roman prison before he was drunk.

Han Sen nodded, "Wait a minute, I'll go say hello."

Han Sen looked at Nietzsche and signaled to Pete that he wanted to say hello to Nietzsche who was in the room, and he couldn't just leave like that.

Pete was beaten and threatened by Nietzsche's subordinate Xia Zuo before. At that time, his father Charlie, who could be the backstage, was already very afraid of Nietzsche, the cold-faced and cold-hearted underworld leader. Now he With his father dead and no backstage, Pete was even more afraid to get close to the cold Nietzsche.

"Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Pete took a step back silently and stood by the door, preventing Nietzsche from seeing him.

Han Sen turned his head and walked into the activity room, reaching out to tidy up the messy books in front of him.

"Mr. Nietzsche, let me go out, someone is looking for me."

Nietzsche put down the book in his hand and turned to look at Han Sen:

"There is no one in your house anymore, who is going to visit you?"

"Shen Zui is the Chinese who used to have a good relationship with me."

Han Sen stacked the books one by one and organized them neatly.

"Did you meet outside?"

Han Sen nodded,

"Yes, he is getting married, let me meet his fiancee, Bai Jin."

Nietzsche turned his face slightly, looked straight at Han Sen, then nodded and said:

"Okay, you go, remember to come and have dinner with me tonight."

"Then I'll go first."

Han Sen got up and walked out.

Pete didn't wait long before Han Sen walked out of the activity room, turned around and closed the door.

"Let's go."

Han Sen said in a deep voice, then turned around and walked towards the family's reception with Han Sen.

Pete turned and followed behind Han Sen.

During the period of time when Pete was here, he met this young man every day. During roll call in the morning, and sometimes during ward rounds in the middle of the night, Pete would meet Han Sen.

Han Sen is a Chinese, and Nietzsche is the leader of the Italian mafia. These are well known, and with Nietzsche's arrogant and cold personality, how could he reuse Han Sen, a Chinese kid.

But now it became a fact that Han Sen followed Nietzsche almost every day, and his relationship was closer than that group of white people who followed Nietzsche. Pete really couldn't figure out what the relationship between Nietzsche and Han Sen was.

If it is said that Nietzsche likes men, but Han Sen is not beautiful. He is not the type that Nietzsche would bring to bed. Everyone knows that the beauties that Nietzsche likes are not counted for fun. Those around him are all beauties, such as Xia Zuo, although he is Nietzsche's subordinate, Xia Zuo is indeed an amazing beauty.

At the same time, Pete actually saw Han Sen's huge leaping change in personality during the past year with Nietzsche - becoming more and more silent and cold.

Every time I saw Han Sen, this young man would stand or sit somewhere expressionless. He looked fine alone, but when he stood among the crowd, his expression became more and more serious. Cold, completely different from the young man who looked immature and innocent in the past.

Even in a prison with a narrow circle, time passes quickly, and everything seems like yesterday.

After Shen Zui sent the goods out yesterday morning, he went back to his own place to sort it out—put a huge amount of cash in the bank for safekeeping, made a detailed transaction record, and went home to sleep after everything was done.

I finally found something I like to do, Shen Zui felt very excited, and at the same time felt that Han Sen's prediction was not wrong. I haven't found anyone here who can buy [-] kilograms of cocaine at once, let alone five. Ten kilograms of high-purity cocaine.

After Shen Zui released the news in the black market, within a week, many powerful buyers took the initiative to come to the door, some were rich and wealthy sons, some were pure drug dealers.

Because the goods in Chen Zui's hands are of high purity, they belong to the highest grade of cocaine powder, and there are very few goods in circulation in the country, and the way to buy them is very narrow, and the way to buy this first-class product is even narrower.

According to Han Sen's instructions, Shen Zui raised the price very high, 28 US dollars per kilogram.

In the end, the two parties made a compromise, and Shen Zui sold five kilograms of cocaine at a price of 26 US dollars per kilogram to a wage earner. His father is a well-known jewelry tycoon in China. Party and gift a couple of your besties.

The second was a drug dealer in France who bought ten kilograms here for retail and wholesale on the black market.

Because there is no cost, you can earn as much as you sell. This net profit is 390 million, and Shen Zui collected the money according to what Han Sen explained before, and used it as a fund for their future development.

In fact, intoxicated, they sold such high-purity cocaine at a very low price.

According to the general market, the price of cocaine is generally ridiculously high:

In Amsterdam, a famous city in the Netherlands in Europe, the wholesale price of common cocaine on the black market is as high as 12 U.S. dollars per kilogram; , such as Boston, Chicago and other places, the price per kilogram of cocaine will be 20 million US dollars.

Therefore, no commodity in the world has such a high profit, even gold and jewelry are far behind.

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When Han Sen entered the door, he saw Shen Zui with a cigarette in his hand, his legs spread apart, his head and back leaning on the wall behind him, looking at the blank wall opposite him with a slight smile, as if he was in a good mood.

"What are you smirking at?"

Han Sen pulled his lips and smiled, sitting directly opposite Shen Zui, looking straight at Shen Zui.

Seeing Han Sen coming, Shen Zui jumped up suddenly, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, looked at Han Sen with a smile and said, "Are you in a good mood, that's why you laugh."

"Okay, Han Sen, let me show you a few things, which are arranged according to your requirements."

After finishing speaking, Shen Zui took out a few paper sheets from his briefcase and placed them on the table in front of Han Sen, "This is our recent transaction record, and this is the bank's deposit record."

Han Sen took it over, looked at it carefully, then pointed to the huge number on the deposit record and said, "Suddenly so much cash goes into the bank, it will arouse suspicion, and the people from the Internal Revenue Service will ask you to check the account. It's best Registering a company is easy to explain, otherwise it will be very troublesome for the IRS to check, and also, you have to find a smart client in the bank to keep it.”

"Don't worry, I'll fix it."

He looked at Han Sen with a drunken smile, then looked at Han Sen and said,

"I think we should not sell the rest like this."

Shen Zui looked at Han Sen meaningfully.

"You mean retail?"

Han Sen pulled his lips and smiled silently. Of course, he knew that the profit from retail sales would make more money than selling them all.

"That's what I actually think. It's such a pity that this batch of goods is so pure."

Shen Zui grinned, his eyes shone with a strange luster.

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Due to the continuous increase of drug demand and the continuous crackdown and containment by countries all over the world, there is a contrast of "supply in short supply" between the two.

This contrast is the main reason for the so-called "high profits" in the market.

As we all know, "things are rare and expensive" is a very common law of value.

The soaring price of drugs is definitely not due to the two reasons of "rare things are more expensive" and "supply exceeds demand".

In the process of drug smuggling and trafficking, too many intermediate links will also cause a huge appreciation of drug prices.

This includes not only the increase in trafficking costs, but also the opportunistic factors of drug traffickers.

The so-called increase in trafficking costs means that if one ton of cocaine produced in Medellin, Colombia is smuggled to the drug market in Rome, Italy, because it is an illegal trade, drug dealers will have to use legal means and materials to disguise; The means of transportation, went to countless drug distribution centers; some or most of them were seized and confiscated by the anti-drug department, etc.

Then, the manpower and material expenses of the above various links and the value of the lost cocaine have to be shared by the part or even a very small part of the cocaine that was finally transported to the drug market in Rome.

In this way, the price of this part or even a very small part of cocaine is naturally several times or even dozens of times that of Medellin, the place of production.

In addition, all drug dealers are ruthless speculators. It is their nature to seek profit, and it is also the nature of all businessmen-doesn't there be no business without evil.

Therefore, in the process of trafficking, they adulterate layer by layer in order to make huge profits.

如果是纯度为80%的1公斤可卡因,那么最后到吸毒者手中时,其纯度仅仅只有3%到5%;而重量则由1公斤膨胀到5公斤、10公斤甚至更多。

This cocaine is mixed with a large amount of quinine, sugar, flour and other substances.

But the price is not the price of quinine, sugar, or flour—it's the price of 80 percent pure cocaine plus trafficking costs, plus "regional differences."

And the difference in the middle is generated like this:

1公斤可卡因从产地麦德林运到意大利罗马,卖到吸毒者的手中时,可卡因的价格和行情变化程序大致如下:第一个毒贩在麦德林买到纯度为80%的可卡因时,每公斤在8000至10000美元之间,这时,他便以每公斤5万美元的价格卖给第一道中间商;第一道中间商便开始掺假加工,在每公斤可卡因中掺入同样重量(即1公斤)的砂糖和奎宁,使可卡因的纯度下降至40%,这时,他却以每公斤6.5万美元的价格卖给第二中间商;第二中间商得到纯度为40%的可卡因之后,再在每公斤可卡因中掺入同样重量(甚至超过可卡因重量本身)的砂糖和面粉,这时,其纯度就到了20%以下。

At this time, the second intermediary was already a drug wholesaler in a foreign country. He no longer wholesaled the whole batch of drugs, but started retailing the cocaine with a purity of less than 20%.

He probably packs each 250 grams into a pack, and each pack sells between $1.5 and $2 --- and it also mixes 250 grams of substitutes.

At this time, the cocaine with a purity of less than 20% reaches the retailer.

After the retailers got the cocaine, they began to sell it to some eager addicts.

At this time, he made a lot of money——in addition to turning the cocaine with a purity of less than 20% into "powder" with a purity of only 3% to 5% at most, he also divided the 250-gram pack of cocaine into smaller pieces at will. Small packets, and free to ask for prices.

In this way, the price of cocaine, which was originally priced at US$8000 to US$10000 per kilogram in Medellin, rose to more than US$200 million at this time.

This kind of trick was already an open secret in the drug trade at that time.

Some people sell, others buy.One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer, is it consensual?

So, four years in prison.And drunk who knows this well, even if he is taken to be shot tomorrow, he will use this procedure to sell the cocaine in his hands today.

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"Why don't we do retailing directly with those addicts and drug addicts face-to-face, directly as retail merchants, without using others. In this way, our net profit per kilogram can reach 300 US dollars, and in this way, the cocaine can be sold in batches. It's too wasteful to sell it, don't you think, Han Sen?"

Shen Zui raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Sen with a smile. Whenever Shen Zui smiled so gently, he must have thought of some bad idea.

Han Sen put one hand on his chin, pursed his lips, then raised his eyes, looked straight at Shen Zui, and said in a deep voice, "Actually, I didn't expect that, but I'm mainly worried about your comfort, you know , Direct retailing is very unsafe.”

Shen Zui licked his lips and smiled,

"Han Sen, I'm intoxicated, don't worry, I won't have any problems, besides, I don't have to show up in person, if I still need to show up in person at the beginning, then I don't need to do so in the future Do it."

Han Sen nodded,

"Shen Zui, you have to remember that money is not the most important thing. If you encounter any problems, you must first consider your own personal safety, you know."

"I'll remember. Good brother."

Shen Zui reached out and patted Han Sen's shoulder.

"I'm leaving."

After saying these words, Han Sen was about to stand up.

Shen Zui also stood up and shook hands with Han Sen.

"Take care of yourself."

"By the way," Han Sen turned his head and said to Shen Zui when he closed the doorknob with one hand, "Call me a prostitute. In the last few days, it's best to be white and plump."

Intoxicated and raised eyebrows,

"I thought you were going to be so abstinent all along, no problem, it's time for you to let go."

Han Sen pursed his lips, said nothing, opened the door, turned and walked out.