“But it’s useful”

Xia Shushi said in a particularly sober tone, "Let's not talk about his desire to completely muddy the waters. As far as the public opinion war is concerned, if someone throws shit on your head, you have to do more than just wipe the shit off your face.

You still have to..."

"Oh——!" Zhong Zhen suddenly realized it before the other party finished speaking. He slapped his thigh and said, "You still have to slap him in the face?"

"You also have to ride on the other person's shoulders and give him a hot drink."

Xia Shushi's metaphor became more disgusting, and his voice became lower. "Now that he has stirred up this demonic trend, there have been many orders selling information on conspiracy plans from various European countries on the shores and online."

Zhong Zhen's eyes widened when he heard this, "Is it him too?"

"Anyway, I guess Hela has made a lot of money in these intelligence businesses," Xia Shushi said firmly.

"No, does anyone buy it?" Zhong Zhen asked in disbelief.

“On the shore website, they don’t check for university diplomas.”

Xia Shushi said nonchalantly, "No one said that there are no stupid people in Anwang, right? Besides, they are not really stupid.

No matter how fake the news is, as long as you buy it and mark it as purchased from shore.com, you can make a lot of money even if you make a video and post it online to attract people's attention, and it can also make more stupid people believe it.

Moreover, there may be people who make money by producing and selling their own products, and then post videos to make money. This kind of thing can be cashed out faster than money laundering."

"Gulu"

Zhong Zhen couldn't help but swallowed again, "Is Wei Daxian'er really a historian?"

“Not true”

Xia Shushi had no doubt about this, "His professional ability is obvious to all and is beyond doubt."

"But those..."

"If you name it, that's the business he invested in at most."

Xia Shushi's tone became more serious, "You must remember, he is just a historian and nothing else.

In any case, our brothers are like grasshoppers on a tightrope. If nothing happens to him, we can still drink soup and be full."

"I'm not stupid"

Zhong Zhen took a puff of his cigarette and said proudly, "I also suffer from a lot of mental illness. Damn it, I will have to give those mental illness workers a few hard whips. If you don't make this money, you won't make it in vain."

.”

"You can do things much more conveniently than me and the beasts," Xia Shushi hinted bluntly.

While these two scumbag brothers were messing around, Wei Ran had already taken the Katenka sisters to clean up the basement of the small foreign-style building, and personally drove the two sisters to the high-speed rail station.

Now that everything was over, Wei Ran was relieved to return to the small foreign building. After some wandering, he bought a cheap laptop and two mobile hard drives and returned to the small foreign building.

I personally removed the laptop's network card, and Weiran didn't even bother to install the casing and just turned it on.

While the system was booting, he took out the hard drive containing biological research data from the food box and connected it to the computer.

Perhaps because of overconfidence, this hard drive does not even have basic encryption measures.

Seeing the densely packed files filling the screen, Wei Ran didn't bother to look through them and copied them directly to a mobile hard drive.

This was not over yet. He then took out a USB flash drive that he had obtained from Anfiya and connected it. He opened the encryption tool inside which might have been designed by Anfiya herself. He first scanned the seized hard drive to make sure it was secure.

He hid the file, then erased the copy record just now, encrypted it and set a password that he couldn't remember and had no intention of remembering.

After everything was ready, Weiran placed the two mobile hard drives on the upper and lower layers of the food box, then took out the wire cutters and violently removed the hard drive, memory and even the CPU of the laptop and cut them into pieces.

After being fully prepared, Wei Ran put the remains of the scrapped laptop into the computer bag he was given, then took out the Guqin Yaoguang, sat under the ginkgo tree that had lost all its leaves, and played the few words he knew.

A song to calm your mind.

Next, he only needs to wait patiently, wait for the matter to ferment for a few months, wait for a suitable time for Ms. Nile to see the light of day again, and then secretly send the newly encrypted original data to the embassy.

At the same time, Anfisa, who had already taken the high-speed train, also sent an email through the authenticator.

Less than five minutes later, Nineel, who was far away in the United States, was awakened by a spam text message, and then quickly logged into the secret mailbox.

However, when he saw the email he had just received, Niner couldn't help but cursed in his heart, "This scumbag is getting more and more disgusting! Why even Indians want it!"

Although there was a lot of dissatisfaction, Nineel still made a call after some selection due to the recent huge profits.

Less than half an hour later, a convicted felon whom he had just bought from prison and brought to the United States knocked on the door.

"Sir, what are your orders?" This felon who had killed and injured more than double digits asked extremely politely.

"Your loyalty assessment task is here"

As Ninel spoke, he took out two wads of cash from the refrigerator and handed them to the other party, "I'm leaving for Cow Urine Country now. I need you to do something for me. If nothing goes wrong after the thing is done, you will be mine."

Already."

"Aren't you afraid that I will run away?" the felon asked bluntly.

"You can try it." Ninel waved his hand nonchalantly, "Go quickly. I hope you will be on the streets of New Delhi the morning after tomorrow."

The felon opened his mouth hesitantly, put away the two wads of cash, turned and left the room.

Less than five minutes later, another person walked into the room without even knocking on the door.

"Keep an eye on him," Ninel said with a yawn, and handed the other party a phone card that had never been used before.

The man didn't say anything, took the phone card, turned around and left the room.

On the same day, Uncle Chubu, who had briefly met Wei Ran, also waved a stack of bills of lading and took away a large amount of arms from a warehouse in Wukolan.

"As agreed, you can take away these goods, but you have to tell me where you got the bill of lading." In the shadow of the warehouse door, a white man in a suit said.

"no problem"

Uncle Chubu took a thick cigar from the assistant next to him and let the assistant light it for him. Then he lowered his voice while puffing and puffing, and said, "Nale, it's Ms. Nile, but I don't know

You need to find out who her employer is."

"Naile? That German woman?" the white man in a suit asked in surprise, "Is she still alive?"

"At least she was alive when I bought these bills of lading."

Uncle Chubb said, "The night before the fire broke out in my good friend's nursing home, I happened to be visiting my friend in Moscow."

"How did you find him?" the man in the suit asked suspiciously.

"No, no, no, you made a mistake."

Uncle Chubu shook his fat hand holding a cigar, "She contacted me. She wanted to sell some bills of lading at a low price to change a route. Of course I had no reason to refuse, so I arranged for her to go to Belgoro

Germany, and bought these bills of lading."

"Where is she now?" the white man in suit asked.

"Here's another deal"

Uncle Chubu said, "I don't need to hide one thing from you. The parts trading and NGO information that were recently exposed were bought by my friend from her."

"That's all? Did you buy anything else from her?" the white man in suit asked slightly nervously.

"You mean there are other more valuable things hidden in her body?" Uncle Chubu asked sharply.

"Answer my question first," said the white man in a suit.

"We took off all her clothes but didn't find anything else."

Uncle Chubu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I know where she escaped. Do you want to trade?"

"What do you want?" the white man in suit asked simply.

"I want to know what other extraordinary things she took away," Uncle Chubu asked curiously.

"You really don't know?"

“Don’t waste time”

Uncle Chubu waved his hand impatiently, "If I knew what I was taking away, there would be no need for me to offer such conditions for negotiating the price, so I might as well make it simpler."

"Let's change the way of trading"

The man in the suit said, "I want to buy Ms. Naile. How about goods of the same value as these bills of lading?"

"Do you want to die or live?" Uncle Chubu asked excitedly.

"Of course it's alive"

“Forget it then”

Uncle Chubu waved his hand, "This is a transaction trap. If she lives, I will definitely ask her what exactly you are looking for and then kill her. I don't want to inherit her troubles, so how about we each take a step back?"

Sample?"

"How do you want to trade?" The man in the suit asked again patiently.

"How about you let me use those bills of lading again?" Uncle Chubb said like a lion.

"Let's play a game"

The man in the suit rolled up the bill of lading in his hand so that only the corners were exposed, "You can take three out of it, and you can take them with you no matter what they are, but you have to tell me where she went."
To be continued...