dark crossing

Of course, Shen Ting couldn't get the recipe that Song Ci and Song Qier had to appear together to obtain.Song Shi put it in the vault with the highest level of secrecy at UBS.Except for the heir designated by the client, it is difficult to get it even if Guoan negotiates.

Because according to the Swiss banking secrecy law that came into effect on November 1934, 11, neither bank executives nor employees have the right to disclose any account information to any third party, including family members. The federal government is no exception.

Of course, if the account is involved in a government criminal investigation or is suspected of a serious money crime, the Swiss bank still needs to cooperate with the investigation.But the word "confirmed crime" is really very mysterious.If the bank does not cooperate with the investigation in advance, how can other authorities know whether the owner of this account has committed a crime?

Facing Veron's question, Shen Ting shrugged: "You just need to know that it's in a place that only I can get it."

Veron didn't answer any more, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

More than an hour later, the car drove out of Jianghu.Shen Ting obviously felt that the driver braked less frequently, which to some extent meant that there were fewer cars on the road.

The drug production base should be the same as the previous one in Yancheng, located in a remote town.

"Did you prepare afternoon tea there?" Shen Ting asked while stretching.

Veron closed his eyes and answered in a low voice, "Didn't you say you didn't have time for tea?"

"But I'm hungry now." This was a signal agreed earlier, which meant to tell Chu Huainan not to follow any longer.

Once out of the city, the efficiency of coordinating police assistance in different places will become very low, and even if the car is changed to track, the license plate of Jianghu City will make these cars stand out among the local license plates of many small towns.

Shen Ting seemed unable to sit still: "How much longer?"

The bodyguards in the front row turned to look at him warily.

Shen heard: "I need to go to the toilet."

Veron opened his eyes: "There is still half an hour, you hold back."

Chu Huainan, who was one kilometer behind them, heard the words and asked the driver to get off the highway at the next highway intersection.

"Stop following?" the driver asked him.

"Hmm." Chu Huainan glanced at the street signs, "You ask the heads of the subsidiaries in Xirong, Xingci, and Jialie to communicate with the local police."

Both the driver and the secretary only knew that Chu Huainan was with a naughty lover.

Hearing that he was going to talk to the police, Wang Xiaojun, who was sitting in the front row, looked like he was facing an enemy, and asked, "What should I say to the other party?"

"Just say, someone stole the Chu family's treasure. If they show up in their city later, they may be asked to help find it."

It takes time for the public security to apply for assistance in different places, but since the grassroots police stations follow the principle of "the police must come out", there is no reason for the local police not to help citizens find stolen property.

What's more, since the person in charge of Yuannan, who is a big taxpayer, said that he lost his treasure, then this thing must be priceless.

Half an hour later, Shen, who is the "treasure" of the Chu family, heard about a small town with a permanent population of only 20.

Veron reached out to help him take off the blindfold, but he swung it away.

Seeing the light suddenly, he narrowed his eyes unaccustomed to it.

"Are you there? Suffocated."

Veron laughed, "Get out of the car."

Shen Ting got out of the car, asked where the bathroom was, and went straight.

Veron winked at the bodyguard, and the bodyguard followed behind Shen Ting.

This is an old-fashioned homestead farm house. The front door is the entrance, the middle hall is the kitchen, and a well-lit ventilation patio is connected to the side of the kitchen. The toilet is built at the back door. It is an old-fashioned latrine, but it is still clean.

The tall and burly foreigner bodyguard followed Shen Ting to the latrine as if he couldn't smell the stench.Shen Ting pushed him: "Hey, why are you following me?"

"The boss is worried, let me watch." The bodyguard carried a carbine on his back. Unlike ordinary and bulky rifles, this short rifle is not more than one meter long and weighs less than 2.5kg. It is not only short but light, It can be easily placed in a backpack or even a coat pocket after being folded.This kind of gun is customized on the basis of standard rifles, which greatly facilitates logistics and follow-up maintenance. It is still standard equipment for many overseas troops today.

Shen Ting glanced at the muzzle of the gun facing down, and said with a sneer, "Even if you have a gun, you can't peek at people going to the toilet."

The bodyguard didn't argue, and repeated it coldly: "The boss is worried."

"You can't worry about it!" Shen Ting raised his voice, "Even if Veron comes to watch by himself, he can only wait outside!" He closed the door with a "slam" and raised his hand to turn on the light.

The incandescent lamps with pull wires are still used here. After the door is closed, the light in the house is dim, and the sunlight shines in through the crack of the door.Judging from the shadow on the ground, the bodyguard outside should still be standing close to the door.

Shen Ting opened the waistband of his jeans, and there were two buttons the size of rice grains on the inside of the buttons, and he reached out and pressed the one on the right.

Chen Cong immediately received the precise location he sent.

When he just walked all the way in, Shen Ting noticed that the room was full of signal jammers, but this locator was specially equipped with anti-jamming protection, and in extreme cases, the specific location could still be sent to the receiving end through manual operation.

"He's in Xirong." Chen Cong said, "Immediately notify the Xirong police, ready to respond at any time."

The small towns that Chu Huainan deduced in advance gave Chen Cong and his party more time to coordinate.Within half an hour, Xirong City pulled out a team of armed police, ready to stand by at all times.

But Shen Ting did not give the final order for a long time.

Because, in Veron's new base, no one is starting to manufacture.

Catch thieves and seize stolen goods.Right now, even if Xirong's police mobilize en masse, they can't catch Veron and his party's drug production.

Veron took Shen Ting to visit his expanded "factory", as stupid as an eagle invited to hunt to visit the silly rabbit hiding in his lair, but he himself didn't realize it.

Shen Ting looked at the pile of copper boilers that could not produce drugs at all, and smiled contemptuously.

Veron also held up a test tube filled with dark blue liquid and pretended to be.

Shen Ting took it from him, and let go of his palms, letting the glass tube fall on the ground with a crisp sound, and the blue liquid seeped into the cracks in the ground, crawling out into a mess like the tendrils of a climbing vine.

Veron frowned displeasedly: "What do you mean?"

"I also want to ask what you mean."

Shen Ting folded his arms, and his face sank with a hippie smile all the time: "If you don't want to cooperate, you can just say it, why bother to fool me with these scraps of metal? Before you said you didn't want to cooperate, I didn't bother you. This cooperation You mentioned the matter first, so it's not appropriate to fool me like this?"

Veron's face tightened, he never imagined that this little bastard would have such good eyesight that he would be able to see that the equipment he put up was all useless ostentation.

With an ugly expression, Shen Ting took out the crumpled blindfold from his trousers pocket and put it on again: "Please send me back. This trip is just for the younger generation to follow the elders and come to the suburbs to relax." He folded his arms and said solemnly : "With the recipe, I can find any chemistry teacher who can still produce what I want, and I don't need to worry about the future, Uncle Bei, let's go."

Veron gritted his teeth in embarrassment, wishing to strangle this brat who was arrogant just because he had the formula in his hand.

But at Song Shi's funeral, this stinky boy let it go in public. If he was crushed to death, the improved formula would be gone.

But the formula in his hand now has too strong side effects, and for safety reasons, it must not be mass-produced.

Shen Ting obviously felt that Veron stood in a dilemma for a long time, and finally the cautious old fox reached out and took off the blindfold that was covering his face.

The bark-like brown palm turned up and pointed to a chair against the wall.

"Sit there."

Shen Ting squinted over, and saw a lie detector plugged in by the foot of a huanghuali master chair.

He is very familiar with this thing. In the past high-intensity anti-polygraph training, he has slept with such a high-precision polygraph.

Shen Ting sat on the chair, kicked the main unit connected to the sensor, and asked knowingly, "What is this?"

Veron sat down opposite him, raised his chin at the foreign bodyguard, and put the sensor on Shen Ting's finger conveniently.

Shen Ting frowned pretending to be shocked: "Is this to extract a confession by torture?"

Veron waved his hand in relief: "If you want to go to the place where your Uncle Bei's life is buried, you have to go through some barriers. Don't be afraid, I just ask, and you just answer. As for the punishment—" The old man lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the emerald green ring between his thumbs, "Your brother was not willing to touch a finger of yours when he was here, and I will be friends with him, so I won't kill you at this time."

His sincere look made Shen Ting sneer secretly.

Now that he said it so nicely, he didn't even think about how Song Shi fell into a coma, and how he died suddenly overnight?Now that I know I'm here to pretend to be my uncle, could it be that he wasn't the one who found a mentally ill person in Yancheng and killed Song Ci that day with a gun?

Veron lowered his eyes and sighed several times before finally put away his affectionate side and asked, "Is the formula really in your hands?"

Shen Ting was noncommittal, just smiled: "What do you think?"

"Reply."

"Yes, it's in my hand."

The process and format of a polygraph test is similar to a routine medical examination.

Galvanic skin sensors are attached to the fingers to measure changes in skin resistance, respiratory sensors are attached to the chest to measure changes in respiration, and pulse and blood pressure sensors are worn on the wrist or arm to measure changes in pulse and blood pressure.

The converter converts the collected physiological waveform data into a digital signal consisting of binary 1s and 0s.The processor then automatically compares the digital signal of the polygraph with the signal of the subject in a calm state.

If an abnormal change is detected, such as a significant decrease in surface resistance due to sweating on the surface of the skin due to stress, it is a sign of lying.

After Shen Ting finished answering, the lie detector did not report a lie to the police.

However, Veron still did not let go of his guard, and continued to ask: "Are you a man or a woman?"

Shen Ting laughed, and crossed his legs unceremoniously: "Are you blind?"

The bodyguard on the side pushed his back hard with the handle of his gun, and said coldly, "Answer."

Shen Ting hissed in pain: "Man."

The polygraph, of course, remained as quiet as a chicken.

"I'll ask again, you have to answer that it's a woman."

"why?"

Veron didn't answer.

Shen Ting raised his eyes and looked at him playfully: "I didn't expect you to have such a habit."

Veron was not in the mood to joke with him, and asked again with a sinking face: "Are you a man or a woman?"

For police graduates who have received professional training, it is not difficult to fool a polygraph when lying.The difficult thing is to be able to measure the scale and make the test results "accurate" again if necessary.

And Shen Ting is obviously an expert at manipulating the results of the polygraph test.

He smiled back: "Female."

As soon as the voice fell, it was as quiet as a broken machine and immediately issued a sharp siren.

Veron's stiff face eased a little.

"Why do you want to work with me?"

"I want the channel in your hand."

"Didn't you ever think of jumping over me?"

"To be honest, I thought about it. But it's too much trouble, and I don't really want to make money that requires too much worry."

"You said before that you don't want to cooperate with me, so what are you going to do with that formula?"

"Sell it." Shen Ting was full of prodigal attitude, licking his lips and said, "There are people in North America who want to buy it, and Lin Huo should have a ready buyer."

"Then why did you still find me in the end?"

I want to catch you, and I will treat you to prison meals and peanuts.

Shen Ting, who secretly slandered, smiled at him against his will: "Fat and water don't flow into outsiders' fields. You have to spend the money you earn in China. No matter what, it can be regarded as boosting the GDP of the motherland. It's better than those foreigners who are cheaper, right? ?”

Veron's snake-like eyes were still staring at him, as if he was worried about the result of a lie test, and he was still making the final confirmation by instinct.

After a while, he stood up and politely untied the many threads connected to his body.

"Nephew, come downstairs with me."