If Zhang Zian's guess was correct, Leshi's dog food could be sold at such a low price purely because it took advantage of the California deer farmers' eagerness to sell their captive deer. Thus, even if the dog food itself was cheap, there was still a profit to be made.
Perhaps it was not only California. As the deer's chronic wasting disease became more and more serious, more and more states fell into the enemy's hands. There must be many deer farms facing difficulties. In order to avoid going bankrupt, they could only sell their own deer with tears in their eyes. After quickly selling out, they would either switch to breeding other animals or simply close down.
There were 400 deer farms in Minnesota alone, and there were thousands of deer farms in the entire United States.
Why didn't other dog food manufacturers do the same? Because the composition of their dog food had already been set, unlike Leshi, which was a new manufacturer that could take advantage of the situation.
As for the live deer sent from farms all over the country, only God knew whether they were infected with wasting disease or not.
Zhang Zian noticed that some of the deer that had been transported out of the back of the truck were still alive, but they looked listless. They were lying in their cages with tired expressions, and the slaughterhouse accepted all of them.
The trucks from the farm unloaded all the deer and then went back the way they came.
Zhang Zian thought that the show had come to an end. He was considering whether to take back the drone, but then he saw two more cars coming from the distance. This time, it was not a truck, but an off-road vehicle.
The off-road vehicle stopped at the entrance of the slaughterhouse. The window rolled down. The security guard seemed to know the people in the car and let the off-road vehicle in without checking their IDs.
The man who came out of the off-road vehicle made Zhang Zian hold his breath.
It was Peter Lee!
Peter Lee's face was glowing, and he was still wearing the white suit. Even if he couldn't see clearly, Zhang Zian recognized him.
What was he doing here?
After Peter Lee got out of the car, a few more people got out of the car. Zhang Zian saw someone he knew among them. It was the talkative Mexican homeless man who had broken into the car and robbed the bag in Sausalito. His name was Fernando something or other.
Fernando had said that he was going to the Mahogany Forest in the north because someone had promised to provide free food and clothing. He had really come.
The others also looked timid as they sized up the slaughterhouse and the surrounding forest.
Peter said something, and then the slaughterhouse's security brought a few sets of employee uniforms for Fernando and a few others to put on.
As homeless people in San Francisco, Fernando and the others also had dignity. It was impossible for them to work, not in this life. They didn't know how to run a business. They could only break cars and steal bags to barely make a living. If they were willing to work hard, how could they become homeless?
Although Zhang Zian could not hear what they were talking about, he could see that they were arguing with the security guard. They did not want to wear the staff uniform, especially Fernando, who was furious as if he had been cheated. He grabbed the staff uniform and threw it at the face of the security guard before the gate of the slaughterhouse was completely closed. Then he ran as fast as he could, trying to escape from here.
Peter Lee neither gave chase nor shouted. He had a calm smile on his face.
A security guard quickly pulled out something that looked like a gun from his waist and pulled the trigger at Fernando's back.
Fernando had only run a few steps when he was shot in the back. He twitched and fell to the ground, unable to move.
It was a taser gun that often appeared in American movies. It was a non-lethal weapon. The gun was filled with nitrogen gas and shot out a dart with electrodes. When it hit the human body, it would make the person lose the ability to move.
The remaining homeless people witnessed this scene and knew that resistance was useless. In this primeval forest, there was no response. They had no choice but to obediently put on the staff uniform. The security guard ordered Fernando, who was limp like a dead dog, to be carried into the factory.
Zhang Zian understood. The homeless people were lazy. When they heard that there was free food and accommodation here, they excitedly came to eat and drink. As a result, they met a ruthless character like Peter Lee. Not only did they not get any benefits, but they also became free labor for the black-hearted slaughterhouse. Anyway, even if these homeless people disappeared, no one would care.
How to put it? There was no such thing as a free pie in the sky.
He did not understand the laws of the United States, but the video recorded by the drone, even if it could not prove that the slaughterhouse used infected venison, at least it could not escape the crime of illegal detention, right?
Zhang Zian knocked on Richard's head and asked, "Do you still remember the name of that Mexican chatterbox? Fernando what? "
Richard tilted his head in disgust. "Don't touch me. Do you know how many brain cells you'll kill if you do that? If you hit me again, I'll be as stupid as you! "
He was about to knock again. Richard thought for a moment and said, "Quack! I'll only say it once. You idiot better remember it clearly. His name is Fernando Rambias de Azsalvador. "
Zhang Zian motioned for the elfins to be silent and dialed 911.
"Hello, is there an emergency?" The operator quickly picked up the phone.
"Uh … I think …" Zhang Zian wanted to say that someone was illegally detained, but he did not know how to phrase it. He simply said, "I want to report a kidnapping."
The tone of the operator on the other side of the phone became obviously serious. "Sir, your name? Who was kidnapped? "
"My name is Jeff. The person who was kidnapped is a homeless man called … called … Fernando Rambias de Azsalvador and a few of his friends."
"Okay, sir, where are you located?"
Zhang Zian reported the GPS coordinates of the slaughterhouse and said, "This is a venison slaughterhouse located in the forest. If you do not know, you can ask the forest patrol. They must know."
"Okay, how are Fernando and the others?"
"I don't know. They were taken into the slaughterhouse factory. Please send the police over quickly."
"The police are already on the way, sir. Is your location safe? Did you see them being kidnapped with your own eyes? "
"Yes, my location is still safe …"
"Sir, we need you to stay in a safe place until we send the police over."
"I know."
As Zhang Zian spoke, he suddenly saw Peter Lee pick up his phone, as if someone was calling him.
After Peter Lee picked up the phone, he did not say a word. He just listened to the other party speak. His expression quickly changed from calm to solemn. After a few seconds, he hung up and made a powerful gesture to the security guard.
The security guard picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words. More security guards ran out of the factory and rushed out of the gate of the slaughterhouse, holding Taser guns into the nearby woods to search.
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