Reborn 1980, Dr. Su became popular in the XNUMXs

Chapter 281 Alchemy Waste
The sewage is discharged directly into the river, and the slag and waste sand after refining are dumped on the spot, and some are simply used as paving materials.

As long as it rains, the sodium cyanide in the alchemical waste will flow into the river with the rain.

Countless livestock have died in nearby villages from drinking poisonous water, and more than one or two villagers near the alchemy plant have died from eating poisoned food.

He saw with his own eyes a young mother sitting on the roadside, crying and laughing.

The woman's name was Su Yu, and her husband followed a private gold mining team into the mountains. Unexpectedly, he ate rice cooked with sodium cyanide and died.

In order to prevent her son from suffering the same disaster as her husband, Su Yu tasted every meal first and drank every pot of water first.

But on a sultry day, when my 11-year-old son came back from school, he was taking a bath in a puddle on the river beach... he accidentally choked on some water. When he got home, he was foaming at the mouth, bleeding from his nostrils and dying.

The doctor who was invited shook his head and said: "Sodium cyanide poisoning is hopeless."

After hitting there, Amelia Su went crazy.

Whenever she saw a boy of the same age as her son, she would hold him in her arms, crying and shouting lovingly: "My son, come home with your mother quickly."

Ling Yicheng's heart twitched when he heard what the driver said.

After that, the woman named Su Yu often appeared in his dreams, crying and laughing, and saying "My son, come home with mother quickly."

Then I woke up from a nightmare, covered in cold sweat and tears on my pillow.

The disasters and evils there seem to be related to gold.

A gold miner must mine at least 50 grams of gold during the annual gold mining season, otherwise he will not be able to make ends meet.

They are all short-sighted people who are eager for quick success and quick profit. They pick the rich and abandon the poor. They specialize in high-grade areas and throw away all the low-grade ones.

A good gold deposit has been ruined and can no longer be mined.

The technology and technology are very backward. Even if gold-rich deposits are mined, not much gold can be found, and most of the gold is still thrown away.

According to standard technology, the recovery rate of mineral deposits is at least 70%, and those who use primitive methods to mine...

The recovery rate is pitifully low, only 0.01% can be obtained, not even that.

The rest was still mixed in the sand, and a heavy rain washed it away.

Billions of dollars of gold are thrown away every year.

spendthrift!
Those who don’t have mines themselves, or maybe some places are not filled with placer gold but with vein gold that cannot be picked out by hand.

Those artisanal gold miners have no geological data, no rock drilling equipment, and no explosive detonators.

What should I do if I can’t make a fortune?
At least I have to get my travel expenses back.

So a group of people went directly to rob and steal. Explosives were stolen, wires were cut, and ores were stolen.
Even taking gold ore on the pillars that support the gold mine…

As a result, the "golden dream" did not come true. Tens of thousands of cubic meters of stone collapsed and he died.

It's not over even if you mess around. In serious cases, the entire mine collapses, killing dozens of people.

In order to compete for the so-called "red gold platform", "big fights and small fights occur every day" have long been a common occurrence in various private gold mining fields.

He even witnessed a conflict involving thousands of people, with rivers of blood flowing.

The loess and mineral deposits were all dyed red.

Even nightmares are red.

Ling Yicheng, who was lying on the bed, frowned more and more, and his handsome face seemed to be frozen by the cold.

Self-employed gold miners with bulging wallets also spend money like crazy, and have all the five evils to the extreme.

When several "gold mining kings" were gambling, they did not count the money with their hands, but measured it with a ruler; when some mothers died, they did not burn paper money, but gathered together...

The gold mine is surrounded by all kinds of low-level gangsters and black dens that provide a place for businessmen to negotiate.

The "old man" didn't care at all. He even half-joked that he could open a few more dukes there.

Ling Yicheng felt a cramp in his stomach at that time.

After trying every possible means to persuade the old man to only accept gold and nothing else, he left that ghost wolf den.

The police had to play a long game to catch the big fish, and they would catch them all in one fell swoop. He could only send information, and then he could only wait.

Even if news of the network closure comes in the future... the way he is now: going astray, playing too big, and losing himself, I'm afraid there will be no fight left.

Those thoughts and fantasies when I have insomnia are not just silly, they are simply whimsical. Compared to the now gleaming Su Xiaoli, Ling Yicheng felt that he was just a pile of alchemical waste.

Ling Yicheng couldn't get relief from the pain in his chest, and was almost on the verge of exploding.

I really don’t know when I can no longer hold it anymore, and it will really explode and bring me down, so that both parties will not suffer.

He sat up quickly, took out his cigarette case and lighter, and took one out.

Before I could take two puffs of cigarette, there was a sudden knock on the door.

who? !

The knock on the door stimulated Ling Yi's nerves, which were already stretched to the extreme.

He was so startled that he almost jumped up on the spot, choked by the smoke, and a puff of air entered his lungs and scurried around, making his lungs sting.

Ling Yicheng put out his cigarette, took out the switchblade from his waist, quietly walked to the door, and looked out through the peephole.

incredible.

It was actually Su Xiaoli.

How did she find this place?

There was no one else following the girl. Ling Yicheng hurriedly put away the knife and opened the door.

There was no expression on Su Xiaoli's face, she just wrinkled her nose after smelling the smoke.

"Pack your bags and come with me." Su Xiaoli only glanced at him lightly, very calmly and concisely.

Ling Yicheng was stunned.

"Are you leaving?" Su Xiaoli's face changed, her eyes were sharp, and her voice was a bit colder.

A living little beast about to show its teeth.

The only thing written on her face is: Your sister, my patience is limited, please move quickly if you don’t want to die.

Ling Yicheng's weighing of pros and cons was completed in 0.01 seconds.

He packed up in a hurry, not daring to resist a word.

It’s important for people to be self-aware – they are most afraid of her cold face.

Fortunately, the luggage is simple, just a clutch bag and a small suitcase.

Su Xiaoli stood quietly waiting for him, not even sitting down.

The moment the lid of the small suitcase was closed, she turned around and walked out the door, as if her patience had finally run out.

Ling Yicheng had no choice but to follow quickly.

In the elevator, Su Xiaoli directly pressed the button for the B1 parking lot.

Ling Yicheng:......

Although he had no idea where he was going, and even though he was a scoundrel, Ling Yicheng knew that he should go to the hotel front desk to check out first.

He coughed lightly and plucked up the courage to say, "I have to go to the front desk first..."

Before she finished speaking, Su Xiaoli had already cut her off coldly, "I've settled the bill, just give me the room key."

"..." Ling Yicheng was speechless.

Like a newly lit cigarette, it was put out without warning, and the extinguished smoke had no time to float out.

In front of her, there were no bones.

All we can do is wait and see.

Su Xiaoli got into the driver's seat of the jeep.

Ling Yicheng obediently sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and gently placed the box behind the seat, not daring to make a sound.

I feel uneasy.

"I'll show you the way." After saying this, Su Xiaoli never spoke again.

Ling Yicheng's words were all cleared under Su Xiaoli's low pressure.