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For Zhang Changlin, the conflict with Pastor Liu was nothing more than a minor incident.

The kind of person he is is as thick-skinned as a city wall, and his methods are endless. He can change his appearance and his scams continue in any place.

fine?

That's just a necessary "cost" in business.

However, the words he overheard during the conflict, such as "Indian Gleevec," "really effective," and "cheap," were like a seed that quickly took root and sprouted in his greedy heart.

He immediately used his connections to secretly inquire about the patients he had previously scammed and at the entrances of various hospitals.

The feedback he received filled him with joy: there was indeed a generic drug made in India, with effects comparable to the original, but at an extremely low price. It was regarded as a "lifeline" in the extremely closed patient community, but the source of the drug was extremely mysterious, and no one knew who the real upstream supplier was.

"Huge profits...and it's fucking effective...isn't this the perfect business tailor-made for me, Old Zhang?!" Zhang Changlin rubbed his hands excitedly, his small eyes gleaming with greed.

Selling fake medicine is nerve-wracking and you're likely to get beaten up, but selling these genuinely effective "counterfeit" drugs is like finding the highway to financial freedom!
He immediately began to investigate the source of the goods, but soon discovered that the goods available on the market were all from "small-scale buyers" who brought back a few boxes while traveling to India. Not only were the quantities small, but the supply was also extremely unstable.

The real "big players" are extremely well hidden, and their methods are impossible to discern.

"Damn it, I'm going straight to the source!" Zhang Changlin slapped his thigh and immediately went through the formalities under the guise of "business inspection" and flew to Mumbai, India.

Through some shady channels, he quickly found his way to the door of "Sunny Pharmaceutical Trading Company".

……

Faced with Zhang Changlin, an uninvited Chinese man with a strong江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) air who immediately wanted to discuss "exclusive agency rights in mainland China," Sonny felt hesitant and wary.

He thought of Suning.

That young man was mysterious, cautious, had a large transaction volume, and never dragged things out; he was a rare big client.

To date, the transaction volume between Sunny Pharmaceuticals and Suning has reached over 100 million RMB. To be honest, there's really no need to get entangled with this newcomer.

However, Suning explicitly rejected all forms of binding and written agreements, which prevented Sunny from fully controlling the line.

Although Zhang Changlin in front of me looks vulgar, he took the initiative to offer "exclusive agency" and was willing to sign a formal contract.

Although the contract was equally risky in Sunny's eyes, it meant a seemingly more "stable" and "long-term" partnership, and potentially larger sales.

At this moment, Sonny's mind was racing:

Suning is a high-quality major client, but it is uncontrollable, has a mysterious identity, refuses to be tied to them, and its future is uncertain.

Zhang Changlin seems ambitious and willing to be associated with others, but his background is unclear, his style is aggressive, and he may bring unpredictable risks.

Ultimately, the desire for "quantity" and "control," along with a deep-seated dissatisfaction with Suning's "independence tendencies," overwhelmed caution.

Sonny made a decision: to bet on both sides.

So he warmly received Zhang Changlin and signed a so-called "exclusive agency agreement" with him.

Of course, the agreement is practically invalid in law, and Sonny can renege on it at any time, offering a very competitive price.

Throughout the entire process, Sunny never mentioned Suning's existence.

He cunningly maintained the information gap, wanting to seize the new lead with Zhang Changlin while not wanting to lose Suning, an old customer.

He thought he could perfectly control these two unsuspecting lines, but little did he know he was playing with fire.

……

Then Zhang Changlin returned triumphantly with a large quantity of Indian Gleevec and his ambition to become an "exclusive agent".

Unlike his previous small-scale operations selling counterfeit drugs, this time he has the real deal!
So he changed his strategy, no longer limiting himself to deceiving a few elderly people, but began to imitate the model of the "mysterious drug dealers" he had previously inquired about, and tried to build his own underground sales network.

He was even "bolder" than Suning, lowering the screening threshold to some extent in order to quickly gain a foothold.

The large-scale emergence and effectiveness of generic drugs immediately attracted the attention of the Chinese representative office of Novartis, the manufacturer of the genuine Gleevec.

They could turn a blind eye to sporadic resellers in the past, but the volume of shipments from companies like Suning and Zhang Changlin has seriously infringed upon their core interests and eroded their exorbitant market share.

Of course, they also secretly investigated Suning's sales channels, but they found no useful information.

Immediately following this, immense pressure was placed on the relevant departments.

Previously, the police could deal with the "fake drug case" in a perfunctory manner, but now, faced with strong complaints from the world's top pharmaceutical companies and the diplomatic and commercial pressure they are under, the police must take a stand and take action.

A special investigation into the Indian generic drug Gleevec was quickly launched.

Zhang Changlin's gang was quickly identified by the police because of its high profile, loose organization, and the fact that it left behind more clues, such as bank transfers and logistics information.

Just when Zhang Changlin felt he was about to become "powerful," he hadn't even had a few days to enjoy his addiction to "drug king" before the police quickly destroyed his hideout, he was put on the wanted list, and he fled in panic.

……

However, after dismantling Zhang Changlin, this "agent" who was merely a figurehead, the police and market supervision departments discovered that the situation was far more complicated than they had imagined.

Because Indian counterfeit Gleevec has not disappeared from the market, there is still a small but stable supply circulating in extremely secretive channels. The effect is certain, but the source is more hidden and the transaction method is more cunning. It is completely cash-based, with separation of people and goods, and single-line contact, making it almost impossible to catch them.

This clearly shows that Zhang Changlin was nothing more than a "troublemaker" who came in halfway through.

Behind him lies an even deeper, more cautious, and longer-operating "giant."

The police realized that they were facing a well-organized adversary with strong counter-surveillance capabilities and a deep understanding of patient psychology.

Unlike Zhang Changlin, this opponent did not pursue short-term profits and scale, but rather lurked like a ghost beneath the deep undercurrents, maintaining a dangerous balance.

The investigation quickly reached a stalemate, but it also became more determined.

The pressure was not relieved; instead, it weighed even heavier on the hearts of all those in the know.

The storm has not passed; it has only become more insidious and dangerous.

Although Suning and his team have not been affected for the time being, they are undoubtedly being watched by an invisible eye, and the ice beneath their feet is quietly thinning.

……

The office of the Economic Crime Investigation Division of the Municipal Public Security Bureau was filled with smoke.

Team leader Cao Bin stared at the intricate relationship diagram of Zhang Changlin's case on the whiteboard, his brows furrowed.

The downfall of Zhang Changlin's gang did not eliminate Indian Gleevec; rather, it was like trying to hold down a gourd only to have it float up again, revealing the true source even deeper. The pressure was transmitted from top to bottom, layer by layer.

“India…it’s India again…” Cao Bin muttered to himself, rubbing his throbbing temples.

He suddenly remembered someone—his former brother-in-law, Cheng Yong.

Didn't this guy used to frequently travel to India and dabble in all sorts of strange and unusual things?
That store that sells adult products...

So he immediately dialed Cheng Yong's number, speaking as casually as possible: "Hey, Lao Cheng, this is Cao Bin. I've got something to ask you. You used to go to India, did you ever hear about those generic cancer drugs? Like Gleevec or something?"

Cheng Yong on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback for a moment, then his voice rose eight octaves, filled with a panicked eagerness to distance himself: "Generic drugs? Oh! My dear Captain Cao! Don't get me into this! That's illegal! I've long since given up! Now I'm just doing odd jobs honestly, how would I know about that kind of thing! I sold my shop a long time ago!"

"Sold out? Sold to whom?" Cao Bin keenly grasped the key point.

"A young man from Shandong, I think his name is Su Ning. He's quite young and seems like an honest guy. What happened? Did he get into trouble?" Cheng Yong's tone was full of curiosity and a hint of barely perceptible tension.

"It's nothing, just asking." Cao Bin hung up the phone and tapped his fingers on the table.

“Suning? A young man? He took over Cheng Yong’s adult products store?” The combination of these keywords made his professional intuition sense something was off.

Why would a young man take over a struggling shop with a bleak future?

He decided to go and see for himself.

Inside the "Prince Indian God Oil" store, Suning was slowly wiping the dusty glass bottles on the shelf with a rag.

The wind chimes rang, and he looked up to see a man in a jacket, lean and sharp-eyed, walking in, exuding an aura unlike that of ordinary customers.

"Boss, just browsing around." Su Ning said calmly, continuing what she was doing.

Cao Bin ignored the shelves and walked straight to the counter, pulled out his police ID, and said in a businesslike tone, "Cao Bin from the Economic Crime Investigation Division of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. I'd like to ask you about something."

Su Ning put down the rag, her face showing just the right amount of surprise and a hint of confusion, but her eyes remained calm and undisturbed, as if she had long anticipated this moment.

He nodded: "Officer Cao, how can I help you?"

"You took over this store from a man named Cheng Yong?"

"Yes."

"During his previous operation, or after you took over, did he come into contact with or hear about a generic drug from India called 'Gleevec'?"

“Gleevec?” Su Ning frowned, pretending to think, then shook her head firmly. “No. Officer Cao, you’ve seen what I sell here, it’s all sex toys. How could I possibly have access to that kind of life-saving drug? I’ve never even heard of it.”

His answers were fluent and natural, his facial expressions were impeccable, and he showed no sign of panic. He even displayed the restraint and cooperation that a young person should have when facing the police.

However, Cao Bin still noticed the loophole in Su Ning's words, "If that's the case, how do you know that Gleevec is a life-saving drug?"

"Is there anything strange about that? Besides software, India's most powerful industries are probably generic drugs, right? I often go to India to buy goods, so I must have heard of generic drugs."

"Then why don't you switch to the generic drug business?"

"It's illegal."

Cao Bin then asked around again, but didn't get any valuable clues.

However, it was precisely this "too normal" reaction that deepened Cao Bin's suspicions.

A young man, running such a remote, sensitive, and unprofitable shop, was so calm and composed when the police suddenly came to investigate, as if every answer had been carefully rehearsed.

This composure beyond his years is quite unusual in this environment.

"Okay, sorry to bother you. If you have any leads, remember to report them to us immediately." Cao Bin put away his police ID, his gaze sweeping over the shop one last time, as if trying to memorize every detail.

"Of course, of course, officer, take care." Su Ning smiled and saw Cao Bin out the door.

But as he disappeared into the alleyway, the smile on his face vanished instantly, and his eyes became extremely serious.

……

After Cao Bin left, he didn't really go far.

He got into an ordinary car parked on the street corner, lit a cigarette, and gazed at the inconspicuous little shop through the car window.

He instructed his subordinates: "Dongzi, arrange for two people to take turns keeping an eye on this shop and that young man named Su Ning. Don't alert him, and record all people entering and leaving the shop and any unusual situations."

"Yes! Captain Cao, you noticed something wrong with this Su Ning?" Dongzi, the teammate in charge of driving, looked at Cao Bin with a puzzled expression.

"Hmph! It's too peaceful. Another young man taking over a struggling aphrodisiac shop, don't you find that strange?" However, Cao Bin noticed the unusual aura emanating from Su Ning.

"really!"

Cao Bin's intuition told him that this Suning was definitely not simple.

Even if it's unrelated to Grenin's case, he's definitely someone with a story.

Inside the store, Suning immediately took out his old cell phone, which he used specifically for communication, after the roller shutter door was half-drawn down.

Cao Bin's appearance, especially his identity as the head of the Economic Crime Investigation Division and his direct questioning of Indian Grenin, is an extremely dangerous signal.

Zhang Changlin's downfall was like a thunderclap, foreshadowing the impending storm, and the police have precisely pointed their investigation towards the Indian sources and end-sales network.

He quickly and concisely issued the highest-level warning to Liu Sihui, Lü Shouyi, Huang Mao, and Pastor Liu: "The cops have come to investigate, and the situation is extremely tense. From today onwards, all online communication must remain silent, and do not use phone calls unless it is a matter of life and death. All offline transactions are suspended, pending further instructions. Stay safe, be cautious, and eliminate all possible traces."

After sending the message, he deleted the record, removed the SIM card, broke it, and flushed it down the drain.

He knew that once Cao Bin's suspicions arose, they would not easily disappear.

Beneath the brief calm lies a fierce battle of reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance.

Their previously efficient but not foolproof operating model has been exposed to the professional criminal investigation team.

The real test has only just begun.

They must become more silent and secretive, like fish diving into deep water, in order to escape this slowly tightening net.

...(End of chapter)