Chapter 114: Lucky Buyer
Mexico City, Mexico. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info 2 a.m.
Jose who is still staying up late to play games. Blanca is suddenly kicked out of the game interface, and his computer screen is occupied by a web page. "What's that?" Jose. Blanca tries to close the web page and quickly switch back to the game interface, only to find that neither the mouse nor the keyboard are responding. He was so angry that he slammed the mouse, "Damn, this time it's going to be wiped out again!" ”
He was about to reach out and turn off the power button, when a small video window popped up on the webpage, and a man in a strange mask spoke standard Spanish in electronic synthesized voice: "Hello, welcome to the dark web, there are all kinds of amazing goods for sale beyond your imagination......"
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New York, 3 a.m.
Reporter Michael Murray, who was working all night to catch up with the article. Carter yelled and stood up from the table, "Whatthef**k?" His Surface laptop screen was completely occupied by a web page, and he clicked the mouse dozens of times without turning it off. It seems to be a virus.,I can only hope that the document just now has an automatic save.。 Michael regained his composure and was about to force shut down his phone when he was suddenly caught by the information scrolling through the web page. “Holys**t!”
Stockholm, Sweden, 9 a.m.
Zlatan is waiting for a bus while reading the news on his mobile phone. Anderson couldn't help but curse: "What the hell! He shook his phone a few times, and the web page still stubbornly occupied his phone screen. Lock the screen, turn off the power, he tried everything, and the web page was still scrolling with graphic information in an orderly manner.
Then a man in a strange mask appears in a small pop-up window, speaking standard Swedish in an electronic synthesized voice: "Hello, welcome to the dark web ......"
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London, United Kingdom, 8 a.m.
"Mom, come and see!"
"There's nothing to see, you have to pack your things and go to school!" Despite being in her thirties, the blonde Elizabeth. Taylor still looks as beautiful and sexy as a girl. Life was difficult, but her coffee posture was still elegant, "I have to go to the hospital right away." ”
"Come and see! Hurry up! I swear to God, if you don't come to see it, you'll regret it! ”
Elizabeth. Taylor frowned, carefully put down the coffee cup, and walked into the room of her 10-year-old son, Evans, carefully navigating the mess of handmade models and jeans on the floor. "What do you want me to see?"
Evans was staring intently at the laptop screen, urging without looking back, "Come on, hurry!" ”
Elizabeth. Taylor leaned over to take a look. It was an ordinary-looking website with some graphic information scrolling through it.
"Look here!" Evans excitedly pointed to one of them.
Elizabeth. Taylor squinted his eyes to see better.
She whispered the text: "Cancer treatment drug (general-purpose), with a tube of nanorobot injection for surgery, can remove 100% of cancer cells in the body within 12 hours after use...... The same effect can be achieved for stage 5 cancers. ”
After reading it, she said angrily: "This is a scam website, what's there to see!" ”
Evans, who was only 10 years old, didn't understand: "But maybe it will be useful?" If we could buy it, we would be able to cure Dad! ”
Elizabeth. Taylor gently stroked his son's soft blonde hair and said softly, "Even if this is true, we can't afford such an advanced medicine, dear." ”
Evans was about to argue when a small video window popped up on the webpage, revealing a man wearing a strange mask. Intuitively, Elizabeth thought it was a young man. Could it be that this is the mastermind behind the creation of this scam website?
The man spoke, apparently electronically synthesized, in standard English without a local accent: "Hello, welcome to the dark web...... Okay, let's start drawing today's lucky buyers. ”
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 12 noon local time.
Auckland, New Zealand, 8 p.m. local time.
New Delhi, India, 2 p.m. local time.
Cape Town, South Africa, 10 a.m. local time.
Kyiv, Ukraine, 10 a.m. local time.
Berlin, Germany, 9 a.m. local time.
Cairo, Egypt, 10 a.m. local time.
Moscow, Russia, 12 noon local time.
Paris, France, 9 a.m. local time......
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Similar scenes are happening all over the world.
More than 300 million people around the world are looking at the information on the web page and listening to every word said by the man in that small video window through mobile phones, tablets, home televisions, company computers, etc.
The names began to scroll rapidly on the page, and then suddenly froze.
"Well, our lucky buyer for today has appeared," the man was wearing a mask, and no one could see his expression, but everyone intuitively knew he was smiling. Taylor, who lives at 220 Baker Street, London, UK, with a social insurance certificate number ********, congratulations, you have become our lucky buyer today and you will have the opportunity to buy any of our products at a nominal price of 1 euro. ”
Elizabeth was startled at the sight of her name, her initial reaction was that it was a person with the same name and surname, but when she heard the masked man read out her home address and social security card number, she was so frightened that her legs went limp, and she almost fell to her knees, and she quickly grabbed her son's shoulder.
The next moment, another small video window popped up on the webpage, and the real-time video of her and her son appeared in it.
"What does this mean? You're violating my privacy, I'm going to call the police! Elizabeth didn't expect to block the camera hole in her notebook and looked for her phone in a panic.
"It's okay," said the masked man, "you don't need to call the police, the police are ready to come to your house now." Can you tell us which of our items you would like to buy for 1 euro? ”
Where can Elizabeth still care? Her pretty face was pale, her pale blue eyes were full of horror, and she was desperate to find her phone.
"Sir, is it really only 1 euro? Can I buy anything? ”
"Yes, little man," said the masked man, "for 1 euro, you can pick one of the 10 items for sale today." ”
"Don't talk to him!" Elizabeth grabbed her son and tried to drag Evans away from the computer.
Evans struggled to pull out a £1 coin with the Queen's portrait: "But I don't have euros, I only have pounds, is that okay?" ”
"Yes!" The masked man seemed to be laughing.
"Okay, then I want this!" Evans pointed to the graphic information on his screen about the generic type of cancer treatment pills, and he didn't even realize if the man could see what he was pointing, "I want this!" ”
"Okay," said the masked man, "cancer treatment agent, general-purpose." Confirmation? This purchase is available for cash on delivery. ”
"Confirm! Confirm! Evans shouted hoarsely as Elizabeth desperately dragged him away from his laptop.
"You madman, you will be punished!" Elizabeth shields her son while cursing at the camera.
Her scolding didn't dampen the masked man's mood in the slightest.
"Your goods will be delivered in 1 hour and 12 minutes, please pay attention to check."
The whole world was watching.