The next day, Wei Kang drove out and picked up the man in a remote street. He handed him a piece of paper with a phone number written on it. His handwriting was beautiful and small, and it was obvious that it was written by a woman.

The man in the windbreaker frowned and said, "There are only code names and no names. Maybe they are all secret numbers in China. It is difficult to find out any big names. I can only find some clues."

Wei Kang said: "I'm still following the drug trafficking matter, and it will take some time."

The man in the windbreaker said dissatisfied: "Why are you talking about drug trafficking again? I asked Xiao Geng where he said that there is basically no chance of this line. You should check the line involved in gangs according to the original plan."

Wei Kang wanted to speak but stopped. The man in the windbreaker folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket. He took out a package from under the windbreaker and threw it in the back seat. He opened the door and got out of the car, held the car door and said, "It's cold in winter, add some clothes." After that, he left.

Wei Kang untied the package and looked at it, smiled bitterly, got out of the car and threw the package into the trunk.

...

Liu Kunlun took the goods twice, each time alone, brought back two large bags of banknotes, and then handed them over to Dunhuang to make a record. Paying the money into the bank became a blatant income. The money laundering procedure was fixed, but the time and place were random. A phone call came over and Liu Kunlun was remotely controlled to pick up the goods at a certain place. Each time, the place was different, but the same was in the wilderness and the transportation was not very convenient.

As the Spring Festival approached, Liu Kunlun received Wu Gang's assignment to pick up the goods again. This time he made preparations early and called the dirty kid up from the big garbage dump. When he was on a mission, he rode a motorcycle and followed his car behind him.

The time for picking up the goods was nine o'clock in the evening. The pickup location was temporarily changed three times. It was finally confirmed that on the county and township road next to a village near Beihe County, there was an irrigation canal side by side with the road. During the dry season in winter, the water in the ditch was very shallow. Two rows of poplar trees stood beside the road, and the darkness was shining. Occasionally, a local agricultural vehicle drove by, and the barking of dogs in the distance could be heard.

Liu Kunlun did not turn off the engine, turned off the headlights and prevented the car from being hit by the car. He knew that two hundred meters behind him, the dirty boy was shaking in the cold wind while riding a motorcycle. Zang Hai was his younger brother, just like he was Wei Kang's younger brother. If there was anything, he didn't need to explain the whole story. He would execute it with a command.

Ten minutes passed, and the headlights lit up in the rearview mirror. Liu Kunlun flicked and got out of the car to wait. The car drove closer, stopped, opened the back door, and threw down two black pockets, and continued to drive away. The people in the car didn't even say hello to Liu Kunlun. This was their usual style.

Liu Kunlun put two heavy pockets into the trunk of the Audi car. He could figure out that the bag contained banknotes, about three million yuan. With the shimmer light of the taillight, he could see that the pockets containing the money this time were dark green postal package bags.

The taillights of the car in front had disappeared into the darkness. Zang Hai rode over on a motorcycle. His lips were blue with cold and his clothes were too thin to block the wind. Liu Kunlun took the motorcycle and asked him to sit in the car. The door was locked and not moved. Zang Hai carried out without saying a word.

Liu Kunlun put on his helmet and followed the traces of the car ahead. However, after walking a kilometer, he found that it was a dead-end road. There was a forest in front, farmland on the left, and irrigation canal on the right. Could the car have flew with its wings? He got off the car and checked it with a flashlight and found two wide ruts heading towards the irrigation canal. He suddenly realized that he took the car to rely on its off-road performance and specially selected this kind of terrain to deliver it. It was obvious that even he was extremely vigilant to his own people, preventing stalking and preventing him from being surrounded and arrested.

Back next to the Audi car, Liu Kunlun took off the snow leopard leather jacket on his body and put it on Zang Hai, asking him to go back to Dunhuang first and go to the big pool bubble to get rid of the cold air. He drove back to the company by himself, locked the money into the safe, and pretended that nothing had happened.

The next morning, the north wind was cold and the sky was gloomy. Dunhuang was still immersed in his sleep. Liu Kunlun got up and drove a motorcycle to the delivery location last night in the cold wind. He stepped on the ice to the other side of the irrigation canal. There were two clear ruts on the ground, which was the off-road vehicle. He followed the ruts and searched down the ruts and passed through a cut wheat field. The land in winter was frozen hard, but the ruts were still clear until they disappeared on a gravel road.

Liu Kunlun squatted on the ground and used his fingers to measure the distance of the tires on the ruts. He also knew some tire knowledge. The commonly used road tire is HT, and off-road vehicles use all-terrain tire AT. The tire spacing of this tire is even more exaggerated than AT. It is a tire with more powerful off-road performance.

On the way back, Liu Kunlun was always paying attention to the vehicle tires on the road. Most of them used road tires, and very few of them used all-terrain tires. They were only seen on a construction pickup truck from the Transportation Bureau.

...

New Year's Eve is approaching, and Dunhuang's business is full. Nowadays, people who have some money don't eat New Year's Eve dinner at home, but choose to reunite in restaurants. This makes it hard for those practitioners in the service industry to be unable to eat with their families during the Chinese New Year, and they have to serve others to eat. Fortunately, the boss is particular and not only paying three times the salary to everyone, but also having generous festive gifts.

Dunhuang’s New Year’s Eve dinner was fully booked one month in advance. The people who came to eat were Su Rongmao’s relatives. The boss’s own New Year’s Eve dinner was also here. As a driver, Liu Kunlun had a lot of work to come and see off. He was busy until eight or nine o’clock. The guests gradually dispersed, leaving only a few tables of people with the best relationship, and the leftovers were removed. The huge projection TV in the hall played the Spring Festival Gala on CCTV. Zhu Jun and Zhou Tao were inciting affection on top and putting up a few tables of mahjong below. Su Rongmao came out in person to play cards while spending this lively New Year.

There were only a few waiters on duty in the restaurant, and the others were off work. Su Rongmao called Liu Kunlun over and said, "Take your aunt and Qingqing home, and go back too. There is no bar. Drive me back. Don't delay tomorrow's business."

Liu Kunlun was very happy: "Thank you uncle."

Just as he was about to leave, Su Rongmao said, "Wait." He went to the corner and took two bottles of Wuliangye, which had not been unpacked, and said, "I heard that your father likes to drink a few sips, so he can take them back and give them to him to taste."

"Thank you uncle." Liu Kunlun was moved by the boss's care. He carried two boxes of Wuliangye and sent Mrs. Su and Su Qing back to rest. After that, he called the fourth sister: "Sister, I'm going back now, are you still going back with me?"

Sister Fourth said: "I'm on duty. Today I'm three times my salary. My family is so cold. What are you doing when you go back?"

"Send wine to our dad, then I'll go back by myself." Liu Kunlun hung up the phone and drove the Audi A8 out of the city. Today, there were few vehicles on the road, and fine ice chips were floating down from the sky. People in Jiangdong called them salt particles. It was very quiet outside. Before the firecrackers started to ring, you could hear the rustling sound of salt particles hitting the glass.

Liu Kunlun returned to the big garbage dump. Tonight was extremely quiet and tomorrow will usher in a busy day. The garbage transported from the city will be several times more than usual. The air at night is not so bad under the purification of snow particles. During the Chinese New Year, several small factories near the big garbage dump were shut down. Not only the garbage that produces a odor, but also the paper mills and small chemical factories.

After parking the car and taking the wine, Liu Kunlun walked to the door. The shack of Lao Liu's house was the most difficult to bear in winter. There was air leaking from all sides, as cold as an ice cellar. The antenna pot on the roof was supported. From a distance, he heard singing and dancing on the TV. He was about to knock on the door when he suddenly heard his father talking with his tongue.

"Those two little ungrateful wolves are not back, just right! I'm living alone."

The mother advised: "Isn't that busy with work? Both children are very filial, and Kunlun is so promising. He drives with the eldest leader and finds a partner to have a fat boy in two years, and you will be your grandfather."

Liu Jinshan immediately cursed: "What kind of grandfather am I? He is not my flesh and blood. The Liu family is the last one in my life!" He then burst into tears with alcohol.

Liu Kunlun's hand was pushing the door froze. Although he was confused when he was a child and heard others scold him as a wild breeder, he heard his father confirm that he was not his biological son for the first time. In an instant, his heart was as cold as the air outside, and his mind was in chaos. I don't know how long it took, but he woke up and turned back. He finally understood why Liu Jinshan was so ruthless when he was a child. He beat him up to shock several times and almost beat him to death. It turned out that he was not his biological child.

The headlights of the Audi car were on. Under the bright light beam, the salt particles had turned into snowflakes, flying all over the sky. Liu Kunlun put the wine back into the car, his steps were heavy, and he subconsciously walked forward. He didn't know how long he had walked, but he came to a pond without knowing that there was no way ahead. He took out a cigarette and wanted to light it, but his hands were frozen. The lighter fell to the ground and squatted down to pick it up, but he felt the frozen rut marks and the tire teeth were extremely wide.

Liu Kunlun suddenly woke up, groped in the ruts and moved forward, and felt the stinky pond. At a temperature of several degrees below zero, these stinky water rich in chemicals did not freeze. The car drove past the stinky pond. The place surrounding the pond was a factory-like location.

Looking at the gray-white wall opposite the pond, Liu Kunlun dug out the factory from the depths of his memory. This place has existed for two or three years. It is said to be a chemical factory, engaged in the recycling plastic processing industry. It is the packaging boxes, shopping bags, and practiced into plastics to continue to be used. However, no one I know of is working here, nor have you seen trucks coming in and out, but this factory is indeed producing. The chimneys are smoked, and the pungent chemical smell remains unchanged all year round, but it is just not obvious that it is submerged in other odors.

Liu Kunlun tried to go around the main entrance of the factory to see what happened, but found it was completely impossible. The factory was surrounded by a pond and dense forest of thorns, and no one could enter it because the pond was connected to the river ditch. If you wanted to go around, you might have walked a few kilometers, so no one knew where the main entrance was. Everyone thought it was far away, but in fact there was no main entrance at all! If you wanted to enter, there was probably only one way, which was to wade through the pond.

If it were someone else, or at other times, Liu Kunlun would choose to come to investigate again another day, but at this moment, he had a sense of resentment and sadness in his heart, which drove him to do something.

Liu Kunlun forced himself to wade through this smelly pond mixed with all kinds of garbage. The water was not deep and it was not at his thigh. The biting cold water soaked the clothes and poured them into his shoes, but he couldn't feel the cold.

When he arrived on the other side, the wall was in the water. Liu Kunlun couldn't even get up at the shore. He stood in the water and looked up at the wall covered with glass. He found that he underestimated the ability of the defender. Not only did there be glass on the wall, but also the power grid!

A chemical factory protects itself so closely, which is a problem in itself.
Chapter completed!