Chapter 200: Queen Ant
Cheng Ling listened to his laughter that was buried in her chest and bit the biscuits in her mouth.
She only needed one move to make Jiang Qilan collapse: crush the biscuits into crumbs and throw them into the car...
Jiang Qilan could probably jump out of the atmosphere.
It was just too mean.
Fortunately, Jiang Qilan was sensible. He bit his lips and finally suppressed his laughter.
He coughed, and there was still a smile in his voice, "Thank you, I'm actually afraid of others eating in my car."
Cheng Ling swallowed the biscuits and snorted.
You know what's good for you.
Otherwise, I'll spit biscuit crumbs in your face.
The light was green.
Jiang Qilan started the car. Cheng Ling chewed the biscuits on the side, occasionally drank a sip of water, and then tore open the bag of beef jerky, pinched a large piece of beef into her mouth, and chewed it.
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It seems that she is really hungry.
Jiang Qilan regretted not buying some beef sandwiches, bread, etc.
Cheng Ling eats very quickly, but she doesn't make people feel embarrassed.
On the contrary, it gives people a feeling of "Hey, she eats so deliciously! ", and wanted to eat with them.
After a while, Cheng Ling ate a whole bag of biscuits and a bag of beef jerky weighing half a pound.
She carefully put away the garbage and stuffed it into the bag of beef jerky.
She took out a wet tissue from the glove box, wiped the corners of her mouth and fingers, and stuffed it into the bag.
In fact, Jiang Qilan is a bit of a clean freak.
He can't stand others eating in his more private places, such as the bedroom, office, study and car.
Before Cheng Ling, no outsider had ever eaten in his car.
Cheng Ling was the first.
Even if Cheng Ling didn't pay attention and dropped food residue in the car, he wouldn't care, at most he would clean it up carefully afterwards.
But Cheng Ling didn't drop any food residue.
She is really a person who pays attention to details and knows how to respect others.
It makes people admire her.
Seeing Cheng Ling holding the bag, Jiang Qilan said: "The garbage bag is under the cup cover. "
Jiang Qilan saw her put away the garbage out of the corner of his eye, and then he got to the point.
"Thank you for the clues you provided. Our anti-drug activities have achieved significant results."
"In addition to taking drugs himself and sheltering others to take drugs, Xin Man was also involved in smuggling, trafficking, and transportation. The amount of drugs involved exceeded three kilograms... All her property was confiscated and she was sentenced to death."
"Mu Yingdi was also arrested at home. Her crime was more serious. She participated in organized international drug trafficking. Smuggling, trafficking, transporting, and manufacturing more than two hundred kilograms of drugs, illegally possessing firearms, and intentional injury... She also confessed to her crimes. According to her criminal facts, ten executions would not be enough. "
Cheng Ling took a sip of water and said coldly: "You will not live if you do evil. "
Little sister of the original owner, did you see it?
Xin Man and Mu Yingdi both paid their price. I wonder if you can feel a little relieved if you are still alive?
If it is not enough, then I will go dig graves and grind bones to dust.
Jiang Qilan clenched the steering wheel.
Think about those families that have been broken up by drugs, think about those anti-drug fighters who have sacrificed their lives...
Mu Yingdi, you really deserve to die.
Cheng Ling looked at the blue veins on the back of his hand and thought he was feeling sorry for Mu Yingdi, so she said lightly: "Do you feel distressed?"
Jiang Qilan's voice became cold: "It's not distress, it's heartache. I just hate that I didn't realize it earlier, and the venomous snake was lurking around me."
"Many anti-drug comrades who died in the line of duty are the only sons in their families. I... I occasionally go back to visit their parents..."
Jiang Qilan's voice became sour,
"They also kept comforting me, telling me not to be sad, that their sons sacrificed for the country and the people, and died for a good cause. "
Has he visited the families of his dead comrades?
--No wonder his car is so cheap.
It seems that he usually gives a lot of subsidies to the families of his comrades.
Jiang Qilan's voice, which was always calm, had a little more subtle and undetectable tremor: "And there are too many families who sacrificed like this."
"They are sons, husbands, and fathers...but they lost their lives because of the selfish desires of these drug addicts. How can I not hate them!"
Cheng Ling gently raised her hand and patted Jiang Qilan's shoulder.
Jiang Qilan's Adam's apple rolled, swallowed the emotions that he would not easily show to others, and quickly regained his composure.
The ups and downs in his voice disappeared: "I'm sorry, I said a few more words to you. "
Cheng Ling took her hand back.
Turning her head to look at the rapidly receding farmland outside the car window.
She understood this emotion too well.
For a moment, she felt that Jiang Qilan had spoken her heart out.
Her last mission was to lurk beside the drug lord.
There, she saw hell.
Imaginable and unimaginable dirtiness, ugliness, and evil were all exposed because of a little bit of drugs.
But she could only try to endure for the sake of the overall situation and to be able to wipe out the nest.
Whether it was for status or reputation, her adoptive father was able to catch the drug lord in one fell swoop. For this benefit to mankind, she could not completely hate her adoptive father.
Cheng Ling was a little distracted.
Jiang Qilan got back to the point and continued:
"There is another point that I care about. When investigating the Mu Yingdi case, I found a very hidden line, and I have a guess."
"Mu Yingdi thinks she is the queen of the drug trafficking kingdom, but she is just a worker ant leader with a little power..."
"She is in an international drug trafficking system that is so huge that it is unimaginable. The real queen is hiding in a distant foreign country..."
Cheng Ling's heart jumped suddenly, turned his head and asked him: "What do you mean? Could it be that there is someone above her? What is the line?"
This road is not easy to drive. Jiang Qilan focused his eyes on the roadside and answered while driving seriously:
"Everything is just a guess and has not been confirmed. But I can tell you that the line is sold to North America... So, I personally suspect that the big drug lord may be hiding in America."
Cheng Ling felt like swallowing a huge plastic bubble, stuck in his chest, unable to swallow or spit out.
Jiang Qilan didn't notice and continued, "Tell me some bold guesses. I'm starting to believe in a conspiracy theory."
"What conspiracy theory?" Cheng Ling's voice was so calm.
The car drove to the toll station.
Jiang Qilan waited for the gate of the toll station to open, and the car drove onto the provincial road before continuing:
"Yesterday afternoon, in the early morning of the United States, a black reporter died of drunkenness and fighting. And this reporter claimed in the public media a few days ago that he had discovered a huge conspiracy."
"This reporter believes that Amos, the governor of California who took over by killing the previous drug lord Smith, is not actually eliminating harm for the people, but replacing Smith. The reporter said that Amos took over Smith's drug trafficking network and became a new generation of drug king, and is constantly expanding the drug trafficking network..."
Jiang Qilan, who was concentrating on driving, did not notice the fleeting and terrifying expression of Cheng Ling sitting in the passenger seat.