It’s still a long way from the secret of drug research.
"Drive your car." Zhang Feng sat steadily in the seat and could see that the driver’s surprised look was not faked.
But regardless of whether it was real or not, and regardless of whether he was a good person, this person couldn’t be let go for a short time to prevent information leakage.
At the same time, as the car started again.
Zhang Feng pondered and realized that Yu God and that Ling were indeed afraid of him calling the police and being investigated deeply.
Zhang Feng also understood that if he luckily survived in the coffin,
he might as well take a tour of their lab.
The people there, experimenting on humans with drugs, probably weren’t good people and wouldn’t give him an easy end.
It might be even worse than being buried alive, at least you’d suffocate in a few hours.
But then, Zhang Feng started to think deeply.
Because of these three points: ’Ling, Yu God, lab.’
Touching one would definitely alarm the other two.
Moreover, the location of Ling was still unknown.
The address of Yu God also couldn’t be captured easily.
This was indeed a bit difficult to tackle.
So, start with the lab first.
Maybe by doing so, they would get anxious and come to him actively.
Contemplating, Zhang Feng found this feasible and asked Master Meng, "If something happens to the lab, or if you call and say there’s a big breakthrough, would it make them come to the lab voluntarily?"
"No!" Master Meng shook his head immediately, "I am in charge of the lab here, and I’m responsible for everything here, I won’t contact them directly.
Even if the lab gets into trouble in the future, they would maneuver things... letting me bear all the responsibility... ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI~Fire.net
It could be said... if something happens to this place, they can directly shake off the connection...
He said this, cautiously looking at Zhang Feng, "But if you really cause trouble in the lab, you’ll be at deadly odds with them..."
"That’s what I want." Zhang Feng nodded, not mentioning ’Why do you still serve them when they’ve set you up to take the fall.’
Because he was already leading the way.
However, Zhang Feng’s curiosity got the better of him, and he asked, "What exact hold do they have over you that makes you work so hard and take all the blame?"
Zhang Feng felt that his capability was decent and he could find a good meal anywhere.
So most likely, he was coerced or had no choice but to join the criminal ship.
But then, Zhang Feng found this Master Meng to be no different from ordinary criminals.
Not even as good as roaming criminals, at least they had the freedom of a drug peddler and Eastern Light.
"I helped Yu God kill someone, they have evidence of my murder."
Master Meng seemed a bit regretful but also unrepentant, "I made many such declarations of loyalty, but I received a lot of money, enjoying most of the luxuries I once dreamed of..."
As he said this, his eyes carried a hint of nostalgia.
"Hmm." Zhang Feng was noncommittal, but he also felt that he devalued himself.
Because the drug dealers he occasionally caught in the Criminal World were basically .
If asked if they regret it, they don’t, behaving like they see human lives as worthless.
But when the execution order truly came, each cried more fluently than the other, or they remained voiceless in desperate silence.
Most criminals even couldn’t walk due to weak knees and had to be dragged to the execution ground.
As for those who chatted and laughed, Zhang Feng thought King Snake was almost like that, at least he could still chat a bit and share a half smoke with him.
At the same time, Master Meng saw Zhang Feng’s demeanor akin to interrogating criminals but felt Zhang Feng resembled a professional interrogation officer rather than a terrifying ghost.
But it was precisely this semi-official demeanor that somewhat calmed his mind.
At least he stopped stuttering.
He spoke more steadily now, directing the driving.
This fluent language was more pleasing for Zhang Feng to hear.
The car arrived at the edge of a mountainous area.
Zhang Feng looked out and heard Master Meng introduce.
Knowing the lab was underground, with a small factory on the surface.
As for the production of the drugs, it was all carried out underground.
Similar to Luo Huo, but far from comparable in scale.
And Master Meng’s place wasn’t just developing drugs.
Because their martial arts prescriptions were also issued from here.
No extra reprocessing or the like, to prevent the formula ratio from leaking.
It sounded right, but the thought itself was frightening.
The medicine I took was processed by drug dealers?
Zhang Feng felt scared just thinking about it, because if it really were a new drug, such high-grade world drugs, he truly might not be able to counteract it.
Once addicted, it might be too late.
This prescription costing ten thousand per dose, mixed with a bit of poison, truly wouldn’t necessarily lose anything.
But by doing so, they might offend many in the martial world community, otherwise, if it truly was some strange drug, uniquely concocted, they might even control many in the martial world?
If it’s the latter, Zhang Feng felt their plot was grand, but also easily exterminated by martial world comrades.
Upon arriving above the lab.
Zhang Feng, along with Master Meng and the driver, entered through the interior of the factory.
In the small factory, there were also personnel on break who were responsible for the medicine production, all were their own people.
Plus with Master Meng leading the way.
Zhang Feng quickly arrived at the factory office.
The enhanced formula ’codebook’ was in a room here.
Meanwhile, there was a person on duty in the room, who left when he saw Master Meng arrive.