National Forensic Doctor-Chapter 1234 - 1162: Splitting Up

The pain of parting is insignificant. Wang Guanshui waved goodbye to his four subordinates, instructing them to lead away the pursuing police, wiping away nonexistent tears, and then said to his cousin, "Let’s go as well."

The cousin carried a gun, silently following Wang Guanshui’s lead.

Wang Guanshui first led him along mountain paths, and after discerning the direction, they started taking the smaller trails.

Lanyue City’s surroundings are mountainous. The hills around the towns seem wild but have seen considerable development, and the paths are well-trodden and not difficult to navigate. For these two, accustomed to mountain trails since childhood, it wasn’t exactly smooth sailing but rather akin to an effortless climb.

"Aren’t we going to the riverside?" The cousin was astute, although he had guessed earlier, he only voiced it now.

Wang Guanshui replied with a "Hmm," saying, "Everyone has their fate. For those who reach the riverside, there’s also a chance to escape. If you and I burrow into the caves, we might get caught too. Are you scared?"

With this short sentence, Wang Guanshui had already shifted the concept.

The cousin calmly accepted Wang Guanshui’s spin, saying, "I’m not afraid. I just feel it’s a shame to abandon them after they’ve done quite well."

"There’s no choice. If I could take them, I would. But the supplies in the cave are limited, and for just the two of us, we could hide out for months without issues. For six people, they’d probably go mad after a month, especially Old Qiu, snoring when he sleeps. Even if he doesn’t defecate, his smell is unbearable. I don’t want to live with him," Wang Guanshui explained the reason for sending his subordinates to certain death, beginning to feign a mask of pain.

"Old Qiu’s odor is indeed strong," the cousin concurred, but what else could he say? Call the others back? Impossible. If it were his decision, he would have made the same choice.

However, this did not prevent the cousin from finding Wang Guanshui cruel.

Working for a big drug dealer is dangerous, easier to meet one’s end.

The cousin instinctively touched his gun. Unfortunately, Wang Guanshui hadn’t kept any money on him, or else he’d have a reason to kill him.

As for now... It’s unreasonable to kill Wang Guanshui just to reduce the number of defecators.

"From here, we start burrowing inward," Wang Guanshui guided his cousin along a small path to a large stone, stopping to sigh, and said, "Back when we were young, with nothing better to do, we’d roam aimlessly in the forest. In this place, the caves are definitely impossible for ordinary people to find."

"So how did you get the supplies inside?" The cousin watched as Wang Guanshui lifted a cluster of vines beside the stone, revealing a crack beneath it. The crack looked quite smooth, where it extended was unknown, but the tunnel, only big enough for one person to crawl through, made him apprehensive about being trapped inside.

Wang Guanshui seemed quite upright in demeanor, smiling, "There are concealed wonders inside. From my observations, in the middle of these trees is an exceptionally large rock, grass or small trees grow on it but no large trees, so I can fly a drone over and drop the supplies from above. The compressed biscuits, canned goods, purified water I bought earlier were all thrown down from there, accumulating quite a bit, I can send more into the cave."

The cousin comprehended, "No wonder you often play with modified drones alone. I thought you were just bored."

"Actually, it was pure boredom, never imagining I’d rely on this trick to survive in the end. Yet, such idle tactics prove useful," Wang Guanshui felt somewhat proud. He began to recover from failure now. As for a drug manufacturing plant, though it took him over half a year to build, he had made all the intended profits, and even if nothing happened here, within another half year, he’d relocate.

Of course, if relocation went smoothly, his earnings could multiply several times over. Most importantly, by then he’d be able to take his subordinates along, the existing factory here wouldn’t be abandoned, it could be entrusted to a subordinate for operation, who would still need to remit significant profits.

"Follow me, deal with the outside traces, so the police don’t find them," Wang Guanshui believed the pursuers had been led away by his other four subordinates, and wasn’t too concerned about subsequent police search efforts. Searching within mountains isn’t easy, regardless of using police dogs, locating someone in terrain like this isn’t assured.

The public may often see news about successful police mountain searches, while individuals like Wang Guanshui tend to view stories of industry insiders who successfully elude capture, learning from one another, each honing superior skills.

Wang Guanshui tightened his gun strap, once again lifted the vine covering the entrance, crouched down, and started crawling.

The cousin glanced at the dirt path behind him, though erasing all traces was impossible, the signs weren’t heavy.

He simply continued along the path a while longer, then reversed, shouting once, and began burrowing.

The stone cave could be over a dozen meters long, crawling inward was easy, outward challenging, until reaching the back where the cousin had to undo the gun, dragging it behind him.

Such caves, even in childhood, he wouldn’t have ventured into, who knows if the inside would be obstructed, or if a centipede might appear.

Thinking this, the cousin thought, once inside, find a large stone to block the other end, wouldn’t it be a safe secret haven?

Then, not only could they hide in the cave, after the heat dissipates, they can come out, move a bit, take a breather or defecate, making a month or two bearable.

There’s absolutely no way police can search for such an extended time. If traces of them were found it would be different, unless undeniable evidence connected him and his cousin, long-term searches wouldn’t happen, realizing this, no need to wait two months, once the heat is off, go out and easily take some money, buy some equipment, setting up another factory poses no difficulty.

No matter what endeavor, starting is the hardest, once in the game, improving might be tough, but isn’t repeating oneself straightforward?

This could be said to be the advantage of setting up a drug processing plant. While other industries strive tirelessly, struggling with baldness researching new categories, they survive by reducing costs, drug manufacturing requires merely repeating oneself, as competitors die off, profits steadily rise.

One could say, except for the challenging business environment in this field, everything else is quite advantageous. But in these times, which industry enjoys a favorable business climate?

"Grab my hand, I’ll pull you out," Wang Guanshui’s voice came from ahead, extending his hand to pull the cousin out of the cave.

Crawling out from the pitch-black tunnel, the dim light outside seemed glaring enough.

The cousin squinted, looked up at the sky, and exclaimed, "It really is a hidden world."

"When you deal with a lot of college students, you’ll gain culture," Wang Guanshui chuckled and pointed behind him, "The cave is over there. It’s a bit bigger, but it’s deep inside, like a double layer of protection."

"Let’s block the cave we came through," the cousin said, following the idea he had inside, with a smile, "Once it’s blocked, no one else can get in."

"You thought the same as me," Wang Guanshui burst into laughter, looking up, "With this level of secrecy, we can stay here for months without any problem!"

The cousin nodded in agreement, "If it weren’t for the tense situation, we could even set up a factory here."

"It’s not convenient for coming and going," Wang Guanshui shook his head regretfully, "What is honey to the compelled becomes arsenic when licked. It’s well hidden here, but we can’t get the equipment in. Not many people can stay, food and drink are a hassle, and coming into the mountains too often will make us easier to find."

"You’ve thought this through?"

"Of course," Wang Guanshui replied with a smile, "With the current speed of technological development, in another seven or eight years when drones can carry hundreds of kilograms of stuff, we can come back and do something big then!"

"Good idea."

Wang Guanshui laughed heartily, pointing to the sky, "Like flying in like this... What’s flying over? A drone! Quick, hide."

As soon as he finished speaking, a drone was already hovering overhead.

Wang Guanshui and his cousin hurried into the cave, sweat on their brows.

"It’s not certain they’ve found us," the cousin reassured himself, then looked at the pile of supplies in the cave, frowning.

"There are still a lot of supplies outside the cave that I didn’t have time to bring in," Wang Guanshui lamented.

"How did they find us?" the cousin found it unbelievable.

"It’s fate!" Wang Guanshui suddenly sighed, "The police around here, probably just a few drones, came by at the right time..."

As he spoke, the buzzing outside the cave grew louder, and a drone flew low to the entrance, trying to observe inside.

The cousin instinctively grabbed his rifle, flicking off the safety.

The drone seemed to notice and immediately flew up.

The cousin breathed a sigh of relief, "We’ve got guns, they can’t come in, and the local police don’t have helicopters..."

Before he finished speaking, the loud sound of a rotor came from afar.

A manned helicopter swiftly flew over and finally hovered right above the cave.

Wang Guanshui and his cousin looked at each other, bewildered.

"Listen up inside, you’re surrounded..." The loudspeaker on the helicopter repeatedly announced.

Wang Guanshui clenched the grip of his gun, encouraging himself, "It’s fine, they can’t come in, we still have a chance."

The cousin nodded, "They know we’ve got rifles, anyone comes in, they’re dead!"

Several kilometers away, the command vehicle, which was already packed to be shipped out of town, was put back into use.

Dai Mingsheng, Huang Qiangmin, Yuan Bomian, and others began an intense pre-battle discussion:

"We have Old Meng from our brigade, you’ve met him, he’s worked hard all his life, if he gets a second-class merit, he’ll have all the benefits..."

"Young people need this more, you’ve solved so many cases, it won’t hurt to miss this one..."

"We’ve spent so much, and the opportunity to capture a big boss is given away, that’s not right, is it?"

"I have a suggestion, throw tear gas on one side, use the sniper rifle on the other, wait for a surrender, and see what the criminals choose in the end..."

"Nonsense!"

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