About twenty minutes later, the Provincial Public Security Department's Criminal Investigation Corps finally arrived at the scene, but it was already too late.
The Changning City police found three military hand grenades, nine firearms of various types, including a sniper rifle, over three hundred rounds of ammunition, and over four hundred steel-ball rounds in the warehouse.
Compared with the arsenal uncovered after Xu Qinglan's case broke in 2012, which had been enough to equip an entire platoon, this was considerably less. But it was certainly enough for a sentence starting at three years and maxing out at seven!
When the Criminal Investigation Corps demanded that the Changning police hand over the Yunxiao Pharmaceutical Group personnel implicated in the case, along with the firearms and ammunition, they were flatly refused.
For a time, the two sides stood at daggers drawn, neither willing to give an inch.
History had an uncanny way of repeating itself. This scene seemed like a replay of the previous drug raid!
Only this time, the scale was larger, and the confrontation far more intense!
In Starlight Hall, Chen Yurong, Xu Qinglan, and the others had long since lost all interest in eating. They were closely following developments at the Yunxiao Pharmaceutical Group's raw materials base.
The final report hit like a thunderclap, leaving everyone shaken and dizzy.
"You..." Chen Yurong glared at the deathly pale Xu Qinglan, fighting the urge to unleash a torrent of abuse.
Stockpiling all those weapons and ammunition, then attacking the police with a gun-and getting someone killed! What the hell? Were you planning a fucking rebellion?
Under normal circumstances, there might have been room to maneuver and pull strings. But what was the situation now? Zhou Yi, and Wei Siqi behind him, had already been watching like hawks. How could they