~Date: ~November 05~

Mickey Friedman was quite powerless to intimidate Lin Mo, and only attracted Lin Mo's disdainful sneer.

"If I told our people and the CIA people that the attacks I have recently suffered were all done by you Lockheed, and the sixth-generation fighter pilot that Boeing lost was also related to you Lockheed, what would you think?"

In the eyes of the Lockheed Operations Manager, the smile on Lin Mo's face was no different from the devil's hideous and terrifying smile. His words were like a vicious curse.

This is a naked/naked/naked dispute between the two countries. Even if Lockheed is the main US arms supplier, it will become a victim of the fight between the two sides.

There are many manufacturers in the United States who want to replace Lockheed, especially Boeing, which has overlapping businesses with Lockheed, will definitely take a bite like a mad dog, especially in this situation, if you bite a bite, you will get three points into the bone.

Lin Mo threw dirty water on Lockheed during this sensitive period. It has to be said that this scammer of household poisoning hit Lockheed's key point in one go.

With internal and external troubles, there is no end to the eggs when the nest is destroyed. Mickey Friedman's face changed several times and quickly shouted: "No, don't do this, I will compensate you. I will definitely help you urge the headquarters for your last condition."

Mickey Friedman certainly understood that their Lockheed's butts were not very clean. If Boeing really noticed something, just the words of this "Dragon Knight" without even needing evidence would be enough to trigger a private battle between Boeing and Lockheed.

But the other party is not only the party involved, but also an insider in the industry. Any word is of considerable weight, so it is inevitable that the CIA and Boeing will not disbelieve it.

"Haha, give me five million dollars first to suppress my shock, otherwise, hehe, you know, our people are there anyway. I am also there."

After a long time of circle, Lin Mo finally revealed his original intention and looked around.

He also knew how harsh the request he made was, and he didn't expect Lockheed to agree immediately. He just wanted the other party to realize that he was not that easy to mess with. If he wanted to attack him again, he had to weigh whether the cost was cost-effective. Lockheed, who aims to make money, would naturally settle the account.

“Yes, yes, no problem!”

Mickey Friedman immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He spent no less than five million to buy information alone. For his own life, he could only create some fake accounts.

The intelligence dealer didn't issue invoices at all, so he had the final say on his own.

"Okay, come with the check! Now, otherwise I won't let anyone go."

Lin Mo saw the other party agreeing and looked a little more lustful. He drew out his giant sword and left a deep mark on the ground paved with granite bricks.

After the deal was negotiated, he had no need to continue to cause damage to the hotel.

Mickey Friedman didn't dare to play any tricks. In order to buy intelligence, the guy was on his body and honestly wrote a short cash check on the lobby manager's table.

Even if he had prepared the money first, he wouldn't dare to care. The head of the Operations Department had worked for so many years. At least he still had some financial resources.

"Yeah, it's not bad, I'm on the way."

The Dragon Knight regards the culprit as a bank cash machine.

"This, can you ask, do you know the whereabouts of 'Fenriel'?"

The head of the Lockheed Operations Department took advantage of Lin Mo's mood and took the opportunity to indirectly attack.

“‘Fenrier’? What is ‘Fenrier’?”

Lin Mo was confused and answered the answer to Lieutenant Colonel Black Bear, a special unit of the CIA. He was indeed unaware of it.

He didn't know that when Mickey Friedman mentioned "Fenrier", whether it was Chinese intelligence personnel or the CIA, he suddenly had many special equipment to pay attention to his words and deeds. Every word he and Mickey Friedman said was recorded at a distance, and even his expression, heartbeat and breathing could be detected.

"That special alloy that can add to the performance of a computer processor! Did you know?"

As other organizations outside the world know, Mickey Friedman only knows that the "Fenrier" alloy can improve processor performance to a very amazing level, but he does not know that it also has the characteristics of sacrificing metal proliferation.

"Laboratory No. 41" is tight-lipped about this, and no one knows it more than one person.

"I haven't heard of it!"

Lin Mo really doesn't know.

"This guy almost made a big mess." Mo Shao, the military officer of the embassy who was paying attention to all this, breathed a sigh of relief, while venting his wireless headphones.

However, the professionals who were on standby for 24 hours on the CIA looked frustrated. Their technical equipment and experts jointly identified that Lin Mo did not lie.

After successfully robbing, Lin Mo waved at Qi Fei.

"You didn't do anything?"

Qi Fei looked at Lin Mo nervously. She had just seen Lin Mo rush out with the giant sword, chopping over a green belt, and then dragging a white man back with careless hands.

Although I didn't hear anything Lin Mo said to the white man, it didn't seem like a kind-hearted act no matter how he looked.

"Well! The money is obtained, I will count the capital I have given you, hey! Five million dollars, I will do what I say."

Lin Mo smiled happily. The money didn't hurt at all, it wasn't his own anyway.

"Ah!" Qi Fei's eyes widened. In just a moment, Lin Mo snatched a check from someone else and came back. Isn't this a robbery? Why is no one taking care of it?

She unconsciously looked around and saw that those guys who seemed to be agents were still wandering around, but none of them came over. Are they all blind? As a civilian, she certainly could not understand the strange phenomenon under this unspoken rule.

Everyone around them even had no meaning to Lin Mo’s actions just now, as if nothing had happened.

"Don't you rob it?" Qi Fei didn't dare to ask for the money.

"Hmm!" Lin Mo handed a look at Mickey Friedman.

"No, no, no, it's not a robbery, it was the one I gave to this gentleman, I owe him, I just paid it back today." I have to say that I could go to the position of the head of the Operations Department, Mickey Friedman had some eyesight at least. Under Lin Mo's warning eyes, he had to lie against his will for Lin Mo.

"real?"

How could Qi Fei think of the feeling of this white gentleman being held on his neck with a knife?

"Really, absolutely true, I promise it in the name of God." Mickey Friedman nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, although he was not a devout believer.

"You believe it now!" Lin Mo shook the empty cash check in his hand with a smile.

"Thank you so much. I'll give you a draft shareholding agreement when you go back. If there is no problem, we'll sign it."

Qi Fei was obviously moved. With such a reliable big financial supporter, her career will definitely flourish.

Five million US dollars, almost 30 million RMB, is like an extremely powerful catalyst for her Yingyuehe Design Center. With this capital investment, you can purchase more advanced and professional equipment and recruit better design and production talents. The business may be able to run all over the United States, and perhaps set up branches in other countries.

Since there is no physical collateral, it has always been difficult for design companies to apply for bank loans. This money is full of temptation for Qi Fei and she cannot refuse it.

She was about to reach out to get the check, but she saw Lin Mo move his hand back, obviously unwilling to hand it over to her.

"Wait, this money is not that easy to get."

Lin Mo hurriedly said before Qi Fei pouted and showed dissatisfaction: "Don't worry, the money will eventually come to your account. No one dares to embezzle it, but it will go through several procedures. The country is anti-money laundering, you should understand."

He waved the check in his hand at Major Mo, the military officer of the embassy who appeared in the lobby.

Although Major Mo was not present just now, he was obviously aware of what had happened. He nodded at Lin Mo, walked over, and took the check in Lin Mo's hand.

"Help me transfer the money from this place to this lady's account."

"Well, I get it, leave it to me."

Major Mo is not unfamiliar with this type of special business.

In the past, when those corrupt officials who fled abroad or robbed the wealth of other organizations would use special means to secretly transfer the property.

In fact, Lin Mo's arrangements are real money laundering, but in order to avoid exposing his and Qi Fei's accounts and minimize unnecessary safety hazards.

As for Qi Fei's account, Lin Mo had long forgotten everything and didn't explain it. Anyway, the intelligence department had some ways to get it.

"..." Qi Fei watched the check fly away. Is this wood reliable? This is a blank check. Just change the individual or unit and endorse it, and you can get cash directly.

"I'll do my business, don't worry, I'll treat you to a meal at noon!"

Lin Mo inserted the giant sword back into the heavy armor given to him by Qi Fei, and planned to arrange for international consignment later.

"I want a big meal!"

"no problem!"

Boeing's software technicians have no idea that when they read the final version of the source code on the day of the incident, the source code exposed to the technicians is completely different from the real code once they are exposed to computing resources.

Invisibility, survival, learning, and using all resources are the basic rules set by Boeing in the core of "Adam". However, he did not expect to shoot himself in the foot, but instead he was targeted by the out-of-control "Adam".

Although Boeing's guardianship and caution about intelligent systems saved itself, he never expected that the super server of Lockheed Martin's computer center was captured by the "Adam" intelligent system. With the support of powerful giant computer computing power, Boeing's computer center was finally quietly broken from the outside on the twelfth day after the f/a-xx battle disappeared. The permissions of an ordinary administrator account were stolen. Then it was like a thousand-mile dike, crashing into an ant hole, and it was out of control until it all fell.

ps:月票!

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