Here's my experience and I consider myself quite fortunate. Late 2015 10 grams of MDMA was intercepted to a PO Box I had been using that wasn't in my name. I kind of took it over from a girl who moved OS and had no need of it so that was quite easy to procure in that regard. Over a 12 month period prior to said interception I received multiple orders of ten grams or less of MDMA, Mephedrone and Cocaine from vendors such as MarcelKetman, Nelson Muntz, Mephman, FerrariBlack, Project4 and a few others. In all I would speculate somewhere in the vicinity of 30 to 35 international orders arrived without incident. Then one day I go to check the box and there's a post it note attached to the other end where they stick the mail in so out of curiosity I reached in and grabbed it and it said "No mail or packages, contact Manager". Obviously not being totally stupid I realised this wasn't good so I immediately went home and cleaned house. Sanitised my phone and computers multiple times and if you need to ask how I did this then you shouldn't be playing this game people. 24 hours later I had a tactical team swarm my place with a warrant. I was very compliant and they did a reasonably thorough search and seized all electronic devices. Interestingly enough there was no dog and while they were searching I was observing them closely. There 3 male cops and 1 female and fyi the sheila was early twenties and smoking fucking hot. Had a little tug after they left hahaha. Anyway it's interesting to note that a couple of them were extremely thorough with their searching and the other couple were just going through the motions just like another day at the office who gives a shit blah blah. So then after all this they left and told me they would be in touch to provide me with a field receipt for the seized goods and further questioning. During the entire course of the search the lead cop was asking me questions and I simply remained silent although I did make one comment regarding the quality of the female cops they recruited nowadays which went down like a lead balloon but fuck the cunt. So then about a week later I get a phone call to come down to the police station to pick up the field receipt. This was specified in the phone call so I didn't bother to contact my lawyer about it because I just thought it would be simple and straightforward. As you would all be aware my lawyer told me quite clearly not to speak to police without her being present. So when I arrive at the station the lead cop takes me into an interview room, goes through the process of providing me with said field receipt and then begins to grill me with questions regarding DNM activity and the postal service. I mean this guy went hard at me and to be honest it kind of put me right on the back foot and I was a little stunned for a minute. Regaining my composure I simply said I want my lawyer. That was the end of that conversation. He tried his best to get it over me and it didn't work. Now you are probably wondering what happened after that? Absolutely nothing. Fuck all. 9 months later I get a phone call to come and collect my electronic devices as they had been cleared by E-Crimes which I did and since then I've heard not a squeak out of the cunts. Having said that I'm keeping clean and got a lot smarter. I don't order anymore however I have a close friend who does and we have a secure drop and it's only domestic these days although the fucker did surprise me a week before christmas with 100 grams of MDMA from OS that he kept quiet about until it arrived safely. We won't be doing that again anytime soon at least I fucking hope not. So there you go motherfuckers that's my tale. Live and learn bitches ;)