A large iron door surrounded by iron fences and wire mesh.

The Zhenhui Silk Factory has a great show.

Crunch.

The two police cars stopped and everyone got out together.

A middle-aged police officer sighed: "I still remember that when this place was completed more than ten years ago, many city leaders came to attend the ceremony. And at that time, the place was not so desolate and the fog was not so heavy."

Ah Huang held the compass in his hand and looked around again.

Fu Yang leaned over and asked him: "What did you find?"

"This place was made like this by man. With the help of the evil dragon trapping the corpse hole and gathering nearby Yinsha before gathering the corpse bones in the ground, and then use some evil magic. The thick fog will not dissipate all year round. There will be evil evil!"

Zhao Shanshan reminded all the police again: "Everyone is vigilant! Don't disperse. The radio intercom must be turned on."

"yes!"

Then she took out her cell phone and dialed a landline number.

After all, Zhenhui Silk Factory is also officially registered with relevant departments, so the police must have checked the relevant number in advance. Otherwise, they would not even be able to enter the gate.

Doodu.

The phone rang a few times, and a feminine bass sounded from there.

"Hello? This is the Zhenhui Silk Factory office."

"Jiangcheng City police need to conduct a certain degree of search of the factory. Please open the door to receive it."

Zhao Shanshan is open for hands-free, so everyone can hear it.

The phone was silent for a while.

"Okay, I'll pick you up at the gate in three minutes."

Zhao Shanshan made a "ok" gesture and put away the phone.

Sure enough, soon, the closed iron door made a sharp metal friction sound, opening to both sides. In the mist in the distance, a tall and thin figure appeared and walked towards this side.

When I got closer, I saw a young man with a feminine appearance. He had a greasy and pink face with his back. Seeing so many fully armed policemen, he was very calm and did not look panicked.

"Dear police officers, our factory is a law-abiding enterprise, and there will be no places where there are illegal and criminal activities, right?"

Zhao Shanshan was still a bit heroic when handling the case, and she had a stern face.

"Does the police need to verify it before you tell me that this is a search warrant? If you check if there is no problem, take us in." She showed the certificate in her hand to the man.

After seeing it, he nodded and gave it to Shanshan. He introduced himself that he was Zhang Quan, who was the head of the public relations department of this factory and could take you in.

"Zhang Quan? Seeing that he looks so scattered, it's better to add an egg behind and call Zhang Quandan just by simply calling him."

When Fu Yang saw this sissy, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable and complained silently in his heart.

A group of ten people followed Zhang Quan slowly into the factory gate...

"Mr. Zhang, is it too quiet here? Are workers all resting?"

It's really strange!

Because after entering the factory area, you can see rows of factory buildings on both sides of the cement road, looming in the white mist. It should be the place where fabrics are produced and processed, but there is no sound of mechanical operation, and there is not even a single voice.

It's not like a factory, but like a cemetery!

Zhang Quan, who was walking in the front, seemed to pause for a moment, and then his voice responded without any ups and downs: "No, the silk in our factory is all made by hand. There is no machine."

A middle-aged policeman sneered: "The production is too small."

"It doesn't matter, there are few people who can afford it. Like you, I'm afraid you can't afford a foot for a year's salary."

Grass! This dog said that he was a little too arrogant, right? He actually dared to talk to the criminal police like this.

This was a slap in the face. How could the criminal police officers who were busy in the rain of bullets bear this anger!

But Ah Huang glared at a few police officers who were eager to try and signaled them not to alert the enemy.

Zhao Shanshan's tone was also a little bad, so she directly asked to go to the factory for search. Otherwise, there was no need to blame the police for being rude!

"As you wish, there is a factory in front of you."

Zhang Quan led everyone to the row of bungalows deep in the fog on his right...

Fu Yang gently pulled Ah Huang: "How come this ghost place feels so evil? I feel uncomfortable all over."

"It's right to feel uncomfortable! But... I haven't found something wrong yet, it's very strange. In short, keep your beautiful captain tighter. This place must be right, but I guess today won't end so well."

Fu Yang nodded and leaned closer to Zhao Shanshan.

The two of them occasionally met each other when walking. The soft touch that could be felt through the police uniform made Fu Yang feel his heart beat faster.

Dingling, Dinglingling.

In front of the bungalow gate, Zhang Quan pulled a line and the sound of bells rang inside.

A senior criminal policeman named Liu Zhan stared at Zhang Quan and asked him: "The truth about the work of your factory is that he locked up all the factories?"

He nodded: "Is there anything wrong with this? It's just a work habit, so it shouldn't be illegal. Sir."

Clang.

The door of the factory opened and a short figure appeared at the door.

It's a dwarf!

Only one meter two or three, with a dry face and one blinded eye, rolling his eyes. His whole image is very terrifying.

"Oh, don't be afraid, everyone. This is our factory supervision. He is supervising this row, and I will take everyone together later..."

"No need! We are here to search, not to visit."

A group of policemen rushed in from the dwarf and walked into the factory. They just wanted to catch these guys with an off guard thunder strike!

However, what Fu Yang and Ah Huang did not notice was that the tall and thin Zhang Quan and the terrifying dwarf supervisor looked at each other, and an evil and gloomy smile appeared on the corners of their mouths...

Inside the factory.

It is rows of arc-shaped workbenches.

Workers stood in front, and without saying a word, distinguished the advantages and disadvantages of the fabric placed on the stage and further processed them.

Their movements are actually slow, but they are very focused, as if there is nothing worth paying attention to except the work in their hands.

Even ten police officers came in and none of them turned around and were still working hard.

This is too unreasonable!

"Caught! How much salary did the Zhenhui Silk Factory give them? This is why we are so dedicated and hardworking. Otherwise, let's be workers too, haha." Fu Yang poked Ah Huang with his hand and joked. After being slightly active, he suddenly became very serious and dull atmosphere.
Chapter completed!