After getting closer, Li Yu immediately discovered that the figure was Brother Cheng who sold steamed buns at the intersection of the street.

He was walking in a hurry and was heading towards the direction of the big world.

Li Yu followed him and gradually walked out of the four roads and came to the French Concession.

This made him wonder. It was so late, what did Brother Cheng do to come here?

Soon, Brother Cheng came to the back door of a single-family courtyard and looked around vigilantly.

Li Ji hid behind the shadows at the entrance of the alley and observed quietly.

Brother Cheng covered his mouth and meowed as the night cat, and the back door opened from the inside with a creaking sound, let him flash and crawl in.

Seeing this situation, Li Yi suddenly became alert. Could Brother Cheng have any shameful activities?

After waiting for a while, he quickly walked towards the single-family courtyard and arrived at the back door.

Without knocking on the door, he looked at the courtyard wall, estimated the height, assisted for two steps, jumped, and climbed up the courtyard wall lightly.

With both arms pressed, he pulled up his body, poked half of his head, and looked into the yard.

The courtyard was empty and there was no one guarding it. There was light in the side room, and there was a vague shadow.

He gently tapped his toes on the wall, flew over the courtyard wall with the force, and then landed gently on the ground.

With his body bent, he quickly walked to the window of the side room and listened with his ears.

Brother Cheng's voice came clearly: "Boss, I heard that you have imported good opium here?"

Li Yi was stunned when he heard this. What did Brother Cheng buys opium? Did he also get into that bad habit?

A duck's voice appeared and asked carelessly: "Where did you hear it?"

Brother Cheng laughed with her: "I heard from Wang Er, the street-slipped man. He said that the boss, the opium paste here is thick and the taste is good, and the price is fair. My inner person is about to give birth. The doctor in the clinic said that she is weak and this time she is probably a little difficult. I asked me to buy some good opium paste to relieve pain during production..."

"Okay, okay!"

The duckling voice said impatiently: "I care what you buy and do? Have you brought the money?"

"Take it with me."

Brother Cheng hurriedly replied: "I'll buy half a pound."

"Half a catty?"

The duck's voice was unhappy: "Do you think it's buying seasonings? Grandpa doesn't do small business, buy at least one!"

One?

Li Ji noticed this special quantitative word.

Among the opium, only the best Bengal soil is sold in balls.

This opium is produced in India and is transported to East Asia by the British East India Company.

The packaging boxes of this kind of opium are made in accordance with unified standards. The box is divided into two layers, with 40 opium balls wrapped with cloth or dried large firework petals placed on each layer. The gaps between the balls will also be filled with chopped and dried stems and leaves.

These fillers are all gifts. Apart from these fillers, the net weight of the opium itself is 164 pounds, which is 125 pounds according to the current unit, and a single opium ball is 25 liang.

This kind of high-end goods have always been enjoyed by rich people in private rooms in tobacco shops. This courtyard is clearly an ordinary homestay. How could there be a good Bangladeshi local sale?

Could it be the smuggled snake head?

"One!"

Brother Cheng couldn't help but exclaim: "We can't use that much!"

The duck's voice was unambiguous: "I don't care whether you can use it or not? I'll give you half a pound, and who will I sell the rest to? At least one! I won't sell it if I have fewer!"

"this……"

Brother Cheng is in trouble.

After thinking for a moment, he said helplessly: "Well, one is just one, but I didn't bring that much money."

"How many have you brought?"

"Two oceans."

"Well, that's not enough, it's still twenty-three yuan."

As he spoke, there was a jingle sound, like the duckling's voice snatched two oceans away.

“Ah? How many?”

Brother Cheng asked in surprise: "Twenty-three yuan? So expensive?"

"I think it's expensive?"

The male duck sneered: "If you think it's expensive, go and draw red clay? What kind of public clay are you buying?"

"you!"

Brother Cheng was angry: "That red clay is poisonous. If you suck too much blood in your urine, aren't you cursing my family?"

"Hey! You little red guy, you can't afford to buy goods, you're talking a lot!"

Brother Cheng was so angry that his voice was trembling: "I heard that you bought it here with a fair price. The public tuition in the tobacco shop is only ten yuan per pound. You are selling it too expensive!"

"Hey? I don't care how much the tobacco shop sells. I only sell one dollar or one tael, sixteen dollars per pound. What's wrong?"

Brother Cheng panted and suddenly said, "I won't buy it anymore! Return the money to me!"

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Do you want to grab it?"

"Ouch! Fuck it! Dare to bite me! Seeking death!"

Hearing the hand inside, Li Ji's expression condensed, and he quickly pulled out his gun and was about to break in.

Just as he was about to hit the door, he heard a "bang" gunshot from the room.

Bang!

He knocked open the door and saw Brother Cheng standing on a wooden table with money on his stomach, slowly tilting to the ground.

"Brother Cheng!"

He jumped forward and supported Brother Cheng.

"Inspector Li Yi..."

Brother Cheng closed his eyes in pain with blood flowing from his stomach.

He looked around and saw that there was no one in the room except Cheng Ge. The window on the other side was wide open and was shaking around by the night wind.

Putting down Brother Cheng, he ran towards the window.

Turning through the window, it is the outer wall of the backyard.

He jumped over and over the wall. Looking back and forth, there was no trace of the duck's voice.

This is the run? What a fast speed!

Worried about Brother Cheng's safety, he jumped off the exterior wall and returned to the side room, but suddenly found that Brother Cheng had disappeared, and only the door was wide open.

What about Brother Cheng? He was shot and if he ran around again, it would easily cause the bullet to shift and cause his life to be in danger.

He chased out of the gate and looked around, but he could not see any trace of Brother Cheng.

how so?

He returned to the courtyard and came to the side room.

This time, he saw the arrangement in the room clearly.

On the right side of the entrance are a desk and a chair, and a wooden cabinet and a bookshelf behind. Cheng Ge was shot on the outside of the wooden table.

There was a yellow and black opium ball on the wooden table. He reached out and grabbed it. He felt that Microsoft had tentacles smelled like a stinky odor. It was indeed the public stalemate that Brother Cheng wanted to buy.

On both sides of the room, there were long wooden boxes filled with them, and there were hundreds of boxes.

He came to the wooden box and pried open a wooden box with an iron rod standing by the wall, and saw that there were neatly placed inside with forty balls.

Two more pry open, and the same is true.

Li Yi looked at the rows of wooden boxes and was shocked.

With so much opium, according to the market price, this is more than 100,000 oceans!

This is a shocking case and he dare not underestimate it.

There was a sound of beating Gengren coming from the road outside the door. He quickly walked to the door, stopped Being Gengren, and asked him to help find Xiang Zhabei and guard him here himself.

It was not until the horizon was brightened that he waited for the hurrying Xiangzhabei and Dagengren.

Xiang Zhabei was also shocked when he saw the room full of opium.
Chapter completed!