North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Going back to Locke, I still took the Orange County Expressway and the Pomona Expressway, and continued in a big circle.

Although the probability of being followed is very small, it is one of his creeds to be cautious.

Tonight was a worthwhile trip. Although it cost nearly [-] yuan in information fees, the money was well spent. From Song Qing's mouth, Locke learned a lot about flour.

Colombian farmers sell one kilogram of fresh coca leaves for about $1.3, and it takes about 450-600 kilograms of coca leaves to produce one kilogram of flour.

In other words, the raw material cost of one kilogram of flour is about 585-780 US dollars. Taking into account the costs consumed in other production processes, the final price of one kilogram of finished flour in the Colombian inland jungle is about 2200 US dollars, which can be called the ex-factory price. .

The ex-factory price of a kilogram of flour is US$2200. After being shipped to Mexico, the price can rise to US$10000.

After flour is smuggled into the United States through Mexico, its wholesale price will skyrocket to about $28000 per kilogram.

After being resold by wholesalers and dealers and sold on the streets of the United States, the price will increase several times because flour on the streets is sold by the gram.

Locke knows that the current street price of flour is $90 per gram.

Profiteering!

No wonder these things are banned repeatedly, and even many law enforcement agencies cannot resist the temptation to get involved.

The wholesale price in the United States is US$28000 per kilogram, and the market retail price has reached US$90000 per kilogram, which has tripled again.

The wholesale price is only about US$2000, which has increased 45 times from South America to the United States.

No wonder drug traffickers find ways to smuggle flour into the United States, using planes, tunnels, and submarines.

No wonder the former Colombian drug lord Pablo Escobar became the seventh richest man in Forbes just by exporting flour to the United States.

It is said that at his peak, he earned US$4.2 million per week and controlled 80% of the flour business exported to the United States.

At present, the main source of flour in the United States is South America, and Mexico is a transit point. However, with the strong rise of Mexican flour merchants, South American drug traffickers have gradually become suppliers.

And now chemical rock sugar is slowly becoming popular in North America, and it has also occupied the market share of flour.

It has had a great impact on the flour cultivation in South America. Fortunately, South American flour is facing the world market, as well as European and East Asian markets.

Nowhere in the world are chemical raw materials as cheap as in the United States. An ordinary American high school chemistry teacher can make high-purity rock sugar at home.

Song Qing also specifically mentioned that the price of flour in Japan is three times that of the United States.

Therefore, although he laughed at Locke for purchasing flour in the United States at too high a price, his behavior was a bit stupid.

But it is actually still profitable, but the profit is not as much as buying from South America or Mexico.

There are often peddlers smuggling fans from the United States to Japan, only to be caught at the airport.

This information made Locke a little tempted. If he sold this batch of flour in Japan, wouldn't he be able to make several times more money?

He immediately decided to further develop Mitsui's role. Anyway, it couldn't be easier for him to transport flour there.

Song Qing finally gave Locke a contact information, saying that he was the small leader of the Mexican drug trafficking organization Santoni in Los Angeles. He could wholesale it from him and let Locke contact him himself.

However, Locke was specifically reminded not to mention where he obtained the contact information, otherwise he would bear the consequences.

Locke could see from this guy's expression that he was a fierce person and was deliberately trying to scare him. He probably didn't want to get involved in this matter.

He had no intention of making this call. He came here mainly to replenish supplies and understand the market situation, and had no intention of actually buying flour.

There were very few vehicles on the Pomona Expressway at night. Locke soon arrived at the Costco on Castleton Street. After cleaning the borrowed Mercedes, he went into the restroom in the parking lot to change.

As soon as I came out after changing my clothes, I met two black guys. They walked into the bathroom talking and laughing, one with a bald head and the other with dreadlocks.

The three of them were stunned for a moment. Just as Locke was about to stagger out, the bald black guy standing in front took out an M1911 from his waist, pointed at Locke and shouted: "Take out your money and mobile phone, hurry up!"

Locke was startled for a moment, then realized immediately, damn, he was Chinese in disguise, so he allowed the other party to improvise and rob him.

He quickly raised his hands and said calmly: "It's in my pocket, please don't kill me!"

The bald black man grinned, turned to the dirty-braided black man behind him and gave a sly smile, motioning for him to come over and get the money.

The dirty black guy was speechless. He gave him the middle finger and cursed, "Fuck, I just want to pee..."

He walked towards Locke impatiently, not caring at all that his body blocked the gun of the black man behind him. He never thought that the Chinese in front of him would resist.

The kid with the dreadlocks bent over and tried to search Locke's trouser pocket. Locke punched him in the jaw, then lifted him up and pushed him backwards, hitting the bald black guy. He then went around and kicked the bald black guy with a leg whip. on the head.

"boom!"

The bald black man hit the wall and fainted instantly, collapsing on the ground. The dirty black man wanted to struggle, but Locke slapped him on the head and passed out.

Looking at the two fainted black brothers on the ground, Locke hesitated for a moment, but in the end he took no further action.

These two little karami are not worthy of being packed into the storage space. They smell too strong and take up too much space.

After a while, Locke drove the Honda out of the parking lot and onto the golden state highway.

……

On Saturday, the door of Villa F-10-09 opened, waiting for the arrival of guests.

The first ones to come over were Nathan and his girlfriend Martha. They parked their car on the side of the road, and Locke led Jennifer Gray to welcome them into the yard.

Locke asked: "Are you sure you don't want to park in the underground parking lot?"

"Forget it, my car is too big, I can't get in..."

Since he was shot last time, it may have left a shadow. Nathan also bought an Escalade with bulletproof panels. It was very impressive and made it look like the FBI.

He had already met Jennifer Gray, so he introduced his girlfriend Martha to her, "Jennifer, this is my girlfriend Martha. As I said yesterday, she is a surgical nurse at St. Gabriel Hospital..."

Then he said to Martha, "Locke, you have met, this is his girlfriend, Jennifer Gray, a thoracic surgeon at Dassenai Medical Center..."

Martha immediately stepped forward, "Dr. Gray, it's nice to meet you. Darsenay Medical Center Hospital has always been the number one in my mind!"

"Martha, nice to meet you too, welcome! I'm glad to be able to communicate with a senior nurse..."

Jennifer Gray is the same as any other person in front of others, beautiful, intellectual, and elegant, with a smile on her face that makes people feel refreshed.

Nathan looked at the two women who had just met and looked like they had known each other for a long time. He shrugged at Locke and walked inside while asking, "How is it? Are there any dents or cracks?"

Nathan came over yesterday to help Locke with the outdoor barbecue stove in the back yard. He took measurements and designed the shape and helped go to the supermarket to buy materials.