Chapter 1933

Mu yuan was shocked and hurried to check. Red ice was powdered, a total of six packages, one package of one kilogram. Chen Donglai had checked all of them, and there was no chip. The anti drug police and Zhang Qiao sent back the news that something was really there. Mu yuan also checked it himself. In addition to red ice, Wei Cheng stepped on the hand of the drug lord over there and pointed a pistol at him, "said, have you moved anything?"

The Drug Lord came alone and didn't bring many people. He didn't expect to be caught. At this time, there was nothing to hide, "no, no, haven't moved."

Mu yuan's face was extremely ugly, but years of forbearance and work experience told him that he couldn't move or mess. If he was in a mess, everything was in a mess. The mountains were high and the waters were far away, he would take his brothers home.

The informant suddenly said, "the quantity is wrong, one bag is missing."

"A bag is missing?"

"Yes." The informant nodded affirmatively, "Qibao, I'm sure it's Qibao."

It's difficult to find a small lens hidden in drugs. If you don't know the inside story, you won't be found. The purity of these drugs is quite high, and it's also a disaster to release them for circulation. Mu yuan ordered people to notify ye Tingyun's people to come and deal with red ice, then called the police, tied everyone here, and took people to leave quickly.

The informant was thrown into the back seat again. He was busy and got nothing. Everyone's face was not very good. Mu yuan glanced at the informant, "seven bags?"

"OK."

Chen Dong said, "they haven't moved on the way here. I also checked the car. There's nothing in it. If he's right, it should still be in the red house."

There was a homicide in the red house, and they called the police. When they went back, they had already pulled the cordon. The businessman was a famous local businessman. A homicide in his home soon alerted the police. Dozens of people surrounded him outside, including police and onlookers. Mu yuan and others parked their car in the distance, so they had to wait for the night to see it again. They couldn't find anything inside. It must be hidden in a very hidden place, and they were not afraid that the police could find it, The problem is that there have been homicides here, and the deployment of the police force has greatly increased, which is not conducive to their actions.

"That..." the informant raised his hand, with a weak voice, "I have a problem."

"Say!" Wei Cheng said unhappily.

The informant smiled shyly, "According to what you said, the hostess and the housekeeper linger and have an affair. The husband is an e-commerce company with a lot of money. Listening to their dialogue, the woman is cruel and ruthless. The drama of killing her husband and seizing the family property should be in the plan. A kilogram of red ice is of high value, but no matter how high the value is, it is not enough to make her interested? Kill her husband, she inherits the inheritance, and lives together with her adulterer. There is no need for the other party's drug lords to hide a bag of red ice to cause trouble, So, if she did hide it, what was the motive? "

Mu yuan is not an expert in solving cases. Most of the time, he is a knife. He doesn't think so much about what he means to fight. After being reminded by an informant, he also feels a little unreasonable.

If it's not hidden by a woman, who is it?

housekeeper?

Both men were killed in front of the door.

Hu Yang has been silent, holding a sniper gun and pretending to sleep on the side. Hearing the speech, he slightly lifted his eyelids. "As an informant, you know so much."

The informant laughed and showed off a little proud, "experience, more experience."

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See you tomorrow, Moda!!!