Wang Peng has been reborn. He has returned to the day when his father forced him to give his college admission notice to his younger brother and dropped out of school to work and support his brothe...
"Thank you, hehe." Wang Peng took the test report out of the car, returned to his car, and looked at the report. His eyes widened instantly.
Methanol levels are too high.
Qinghui's bulk liquor was actually blended with industrial alcohol, which had low production costs, just to make more money.
The alcohol lamps in the laboratory use industrial alcohol.
Drinking industrial alcohol can cause poisoning, blindness, and even death. The state has explicitly prohibited the use of industrial alcohol in the production of various alcoholic beverages.
"Beast! This is murder! How dare he? How dare he?" Wang Peng trembled with rage.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Li Mingzhu hurriedly grabbed his arm and looked at the test report.
“Methanol content 0.75%, this…” Li Mingzhu exclaimed anxiously, “This is industrial alcohol! It can kill people! Call the police immediately!”
Wang Peng took a deep breath, drove to a public phone booth, took out his card, inserted it, and called Feng Dali directly.
"Uncle Feng, this is Wang Peng. The ginseng liquor sold at Qinghui Supermarket is made with industrial alcohol. Please investigate this matter immediately."
A few seconds later, a voice came from the phone, "Xiao Peng, don't worry about this. Our people are secretly investigating."
Wang Peng was taken aback; he realized the police already knew, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The next second, he thought of Lao Niu and Lao Qian.
“Uncle Feng, yesterday an old man surnamed Qian bought ginseng wine. He asked me to look at the wine, and I felt there was something wrong with it, so I advised him to throw it away.”
“He couldn’t bear to throw it away. I was worried he would keep drinking it. I didn’t know his name, I only knew that his home was on Garden Road.”
"By the way, he has an old friend named Lao Niu, who also lives on Huayuan Road. Could you find Lao Qian's address?"
Wang Peng finished speaking in one breath and waited patiently for a reply.
"Xiaopeng, I know you're worried about him, but the information you've given is too vague, and the garden is so big, how are we supposed to find him?"
Feng Dali said in a deep voice, "This fake liquor case will probably alarm the entire capital, so don't ask any more questions."
Only a large number of deaths could alarm the city of Beijing.
Wang Peng removed the magnetic card. "Zhuzhu, should we go to Garden Road to find Lao Qian?"
"Go!" Li Mingzhu said softly, "Do your best!"