C5 (1/2)
When the car left the drug production base, all the houses behind them exploded one after another. The raging fire quickly engulfed the poppy fields in the surroundings, the whole area seemed to have been set ablaze like a corner of cotton wool. Within a few minutes, the fire spread out and completely burned up, taking advantage of the gusts of night breeze that blew by, the tens of thousands of hectares of drug cultivation fields were immediately surrounded by a sea of fire, and were quickly burnt up.
In the car, Wei Qianchen tapped the computer keyboard ”Pa Pa” sounds.
Ming Zhuang could not take it anymore, and asked while driving: ”Are you able to settle this?”
”Make a bet?”
”Nope.”
”I'm afraid I lost.”
”Betting on what?”
”If I can find that bastard Wells, you'll give me one last time.”
”What if you can't find it?”
”I'll give it to you generously.”
”Not at all.”
Wei Qianchen was not angry, but instead laughing, looking like he was pretending not to do anything, but his hand movements did not stop, in a moment, he had activated all of the tens of thousands of cameras in different sizes on the streets of Myanmar, and set up an automatic human face recognition program, to filter out the faces in the millions of videos.
Soon, the program locked onto the human face in one of the videos.
Wei Qianchen quickly enlarged the human face in the video. After careful comparison, he confirmed that it was Weyers, and the last place he appeared in was the Irowadi River port in Myitina. It was two days ago.
”Young master, I found that bastard.” Wei Qianchen glanced at Ming Zhuang complacently, and then reported the situation respectfully to the man seated at the back: ”The goods were shipped out of the Iowa Deal two days ago, with three tons on board.”
”Find out where the goods ended up.” The man's voice was deep and dignified.
”Yes, young master.”
After Wei Qianchen finished speaking, he immediately got back to work.
Ming Zhuang looked at Wei Qianchen's hands that were about to fly up from the keyboard. He then looked forward and said with a calm tone, ”Young Master, once Danu dies, Weyers will get the news very soon. I think he won't sneak this shipment back to the United States.
”Qianchen.”
”Yes, young master.”