Chapter 39

Rong Wei sneered coldly, and Liu Tianyang's expression made him feel extremely comfortable.

A Cohiba 40th Anniversary Edition cigar box costs over 100,000 RMB. The price of an Arturo Fuente is about the same. As for the aged red wine, it's even more expensive, with no fixed price.

These items are simply not available on the market; they are only sold at auctions.

In the Silver Palace, a gold mine of luxury, the prices of these items are doubled for members as a discount.

Liu Tianyang suffered a significant loss at the Silver Palace, and even Ye Qing was implicated, which made Rong Wei feel very guilty.

Now, the two suspects were trapped in the warehouse, and the police couldn't do anything to them for the time being. They couldn't get out either, so they decided to go all out and wreak havoc on the inventory inside.

Liu Tianyang was also in trouble, and the police were in trouble too.

Now that everyone was in trouble, Rong Wei felt much more balanced.

Ye Qing crossed his arms and stood to the side, chuckling. If anyone else had their good thing ruined by Zhang Zhitong and a few detectives, who could be happy?

"Headquarters, headquarters, help me contact the largest registered locksmith company," Zhang Zhitong glared at Ye Qing, who was chuckling, as if she had caught her philandering husband in the act.

Ye Qing glared back at her.

Responding to the calls of his subordinates, Liu Tianyang took two deep breaths and stood up again.

"I don't care what method you use, but you must get these two people out of the warehouse immediately," Liu Tianyang gritted his teeth, hating the detectives so much that he wanted to eat them.

"Mr. Liu, please calm down. The locksmith company is on its way. They might have a solution," Zhang Zhitong carefully examined the large door, thinking about using a megaphone to see if she could get the two suspects to surrender.

Soon, two locksmiths wearing red vests and carrying oversized toolboxes were led in by the receptionist.

These two locksmiths seemed to have never seen such a grand scene before. They looked around in amazement, and the luxurious decoration of the Silver Palace left them completely dazed.

When they saw the silver door at the end of the corridor, they finally came to their senses.

"Damn, is this a blast door?" The locksmith put down the toolbox, looked at the lock, the stamped label, and then at the detectives.

"This is a B-level blast door produced by the American Ensa Security Equipment Company, specifically for the jewelry industry. It was designed to consider the possibility of robbers breaking into a jewelry company and robbing it. Therefore, the blast door is set with a dual-opening mechanism. Inside, it has a manual mechanical lock that doesn't require a key or a password. This allows employees to hide inside the vault and resist the robbers."

"This door also has an anti-cutting feature. Inside, there is a piece of high-strength tempered glass. The four corners of the glass are connected to a safety lock mechanism. Whether it's drilling or flame cutting, the glass will inevitably be broken."

"Once the glass is broken, the heavy lock will drop, locking all the bolts. At that point, no one inside or outside can open the door."

Hearing about so much high technology in a single door, the detectives immediately frowned and complained to Liu Tianyang, "You don't even store gold here. Why make the door so strong?"

Liu Tianyang's expression was full of disdain, and he refused to answer the question.

"We can consider breaking through the wall. This blast door is made of special steel, which is difficult to cut even with a flame cutter."

"This is a load-bearing wall. The warehouse has been specially reinforced, with a thickness of one meter, and it's filled with earthquake-resistant rebar," Liu Tianyang sneered. "Don't even talk about whether it can be cut. If you damage the load-bearing structure, I'll move the Silver Palace to your office building."

Soon, someone brought a laptop. Liu Tianyang connected to the surveillance and found that the two suspects were each holding a bottle of Hennessy Richard, sipping and spilling half of it as if they were gargling.

Liu Tianyang had to use all his strength to resist the urge to smash the computer to pieces.

The warehouse was about 70 square meters, with a computer-controlled temperature and humidity system to protect the expensive cigars and spirits. There were no windows inside except for the main door.

A detective found a megaphone and shouted at the blast door, "Listen up, if you open the door now and come out to surrender, we can treat it as a voluntary surrender. If you continue to damage the property, it will only worsen your charges."

"Come and catch me if you have the guts. If you can't, don't make noise," a weak but arrogant voice came from behind the blast door. "When I finish destroying all the alcohol and cigarettes here, I'll come out."

"Lawless, lawless," Zhang Zhitong clenched her fists in anger and took the megaphone. "You'll be in jail for the rest of your life when you come out."

"I have so many debts that I'm not worried, and so many lice that I don't feel itchy. If you have the ability, come and catch me," the suspects taunted.

Realizing that the detectives couldn't help, Liu Tianyang searched his phone contacts for a long time before finding a member of the Silver Palace.

This member was the boss of the Red Star Shipyard, a large-scale business that had built several ocean-going cargo ships. Inviting them to cut the blast door would be the right choice.

While Liu Tianyang was contacting a customer skilled in metal cutting, the detectives' work was at a standstill, so they decided to interrogate the bound suspect on the spot.

With the help of the surveillance footage and the suspect's testimony, the detectives quickly cleared Ye Qing's name.

It turned out that the suspects had been staying there since yesterday, planning to negotiate a large-scale purchase of precursor chemicals with a chemical factory owner. When Ye Qing and his group entered the elevator, they coincidentally met these people.

The suspects were very alert and stared straight at Ye Qing and his group. Ye Qing also glared back at them, and since Rong Wei was also a chemical factory owner, the police immediately became tense.

A few detectives came over and apologized awkwardly. Rong Wei looked up at a 45-degree angle, as if he hadn't heard.

"Sorry... sorry," Zhang Zhitong stood in front of Ye Qing, her face red, her fingers tightly twisted together, and her eyes fixed on the ground, as if there were five million yuan there.

"Never mind, never mind. I'll forgive you again," Ye Qing waved his hand.

After understanding the situation, Ye Qing's group could leave. At that moment, a team of workers in work uniforms, pushing industrial oxygen and acetylene cylinders, and carrying large cutting equipment, walked in.

This was the team Liu Tianyang had invited from the Red Star Shipyard with a series of blood-letting discounts, free rooms, free projects, and free drinks.

If there was any cutting team in Zhongyun City that was strong, it was undoubtedly the Red Star Shipyard, which dealt with various types of ship steel every day.

A large ship, from laying the keel to welding the entire hull, requires a massive amount of steel. This steel needs to be cut into different shapes. For example, the F40 ship steel, which is the best quality in domestic civilian ships.

This is a high-strength alloy steel with an extremely high yield strength and tensile strength. Even at minus 60 degrees Celsius, it can still maintain its toughness, making it suitable for icebreakers in the Antarctic.

High strength means high resistance to cutting. Sometimes, the steel plates used in the construction of large ships can be up to 60 centimeters thick.

It's easy to imagine how powerful the metal cutting capabilities of the Red Star Shipyard are.

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