Chapter Forty-Seven: No Windfall Is No Wealth
"Rouen, do you know who did it?"
Wu Feng looked at Rouen with a calm expression. "The IP address you gave him should be the murderer's, otherwise, let's give this to Zhang's, $5 million, enough for us to change a big villa."
"Forehead ......"
Rouen was a complete apathy to money, because he was not short of money to spend.
"Brother Feng, are you short of money, I ...... here"
"Don't, I just think that Zhang's money is ill-gotten wealth anyway, why can't we get along with the money, it's a big deal that after the money arrives, let's donate some to the children in the mountains to study and go to school, what do you think?"
Rouen thought about it, nodded solemnly, and quickly searched for bounty posts, and sure enough, an online broker with the nickname "Global Agency" posted a post.
This broker is very famous on the website, receiving orders from all over the world, and then posting rewards, drawing commissions for a living, is the God of Wealth of this forum.
The credibility is guaranteed, the price is fair, and it is currently online, etc., it seems that customers are in a hurry.
Rouen quickly put Wu Feng in touch with him, and after providing Cao Meng's IP address, the other party replied that the customer wanted to verify whether it was true.
The result was natural, and the "global agent" was ecstatic to reply with a happy expression, and then replied with many thanks, which must have been very excited to thank Cotton for providing clues.
As a well-known Internet broker, he knows that Cotton is the fourth gray customer, and the clues given by the world's fourth-ranked hacker must not be fake, and this broker has already organized a group of experts for the employer to verify the clues collected from everywhere.
As soon as the IP provided by Cotton was scanned, a master reported the discovery of a flaming Trojan, which verified the real surname of the clue.
The clues need to be verified many times, and Wu Feng and the others can naturally afford to wait.
It's okay to be idle, Wu Feng snatched the mouse from Rouen's hand, and browsed this master forum curiously, but quickly lost interest, all of them were posts with strong professional surnames, but under Rouen's computer interface, a small rectangular interface attracted Wu Feng's attention.
This small interface the width of a small thumb has been flashing a string of qualities, a bit like an IP address.
"Rouen, are you showing the real IP address of the person you're chatting with?" Wu Feng said curiously, pointing to a string of numbers.
Rouen nodded and said: "The online world is full of deception and lies, so I developed a tool myself to show the real IP address of the other party, if he dares to lie, hum!" ”
Wu Feng smiled with satisfaction, he was afraid that he didn't know what the IP of the "global agent" was.
While the two were talking, another piece of news came.
"Rouen, he's asking you for a Swiss bank account?"
Wu Feng saw the other party's reply, and he was really a little excited in his heart, the Zhang family was still not bad for money, 5 million US dollars was about 30 million yuan, so he bought such a string of numbers.
Moreover, they probably never dreamed that the Cao family, the first to be excluded, was the real murderer, when did the mud legs learn to play with the computer?
Rouen was unmoved, only $5 million, he had made tens of millions of pounds by taking advantage of the high price of bitcoin once.
"I'm not short of money, Brother Feng, let's lose your card number, don't tell me that you, as a veteran mercenary, don't have a Swiss bank card!"
"Okay, then let's divide the account in three, three, and four, and we will donate three percent and four percent to the mountainous area!"
Seeing Rouen nodding in agreement, Wu Feng quickly entered his card number, and a minute later, the other party replied to the screenshot of the successful transfer of the Swiss bank's online banking.
$5 million seems to be a huge amount, but in fact, as long as it is the same bank, it can be done in a second at most, and how many people in the world can earn enough money for this $5 million?
Sitting with Rouen for a while earned millions, Wu Feng really felt that Rouen was a god of wealth, and after the two chatted about the details of the donation, Rouen suddenly asked Wu Feng to leave.
"Hey, hey, hey, you're too heavy on sex and light friends, as soon as she goes online, you'll drive Lao Tzu away, don't think about having anything to eat when you turn around!"
Wu Feng smiled, lowered his head and approached the screen to glance at the female netizen in Rouen, and took the initiative to play the video as soon as it was launched, which was really enthusiastic, and she was a blonde and blue-eyed girl, tonnage level.
"Brother Feng, you have to give your brother's lower body name. For the sake of blessing, if I don't drive you away, will you solve it for me? ”
"I'll go, I'll forget it!"
Wu Feng dodged and left, Ding Dong Ding Dong ran upstairs and locked the door, went to the study to find the network cable as soon as possible, and then quickly let the spirit core enter the Internet.
"Alas, Spirit Core, if you can access the Internet wirelessly, it will be cool!"
With a sigh of emotion, Wu Feng became more and more full of expectations for the battle soul armor, and now there are too few intelligent nanobots in his body, otherwise he would be able to hack into the computer of the "global agent" in front of Rouen.
"Master, you need to be patient."
The highly intelligent spirit core comforted Wu Feng, and his movements were extremely fast, and under Wu Feng's control, he went to check Cao Meng's computer.
His laptop was online, still in the process of being released, but a large number of anomalous data streams were attacking, but they were all defeated by the protective systems installed by the spirit core.
In order to make Cao Meng's computer look like an absolute master, Wu Feng asked the spirit core to do a lot of work, and after checking again to confirm that it would not be easily broken by those international master hackers, Wu Feng let the spirit core start to invade the "global agents".
At this moment, the broker is video chatting with customers, and the blonde foreigner can actually speak fluent Chinese, which is really worthy of the sign of "global agent".
With Zhang Yi, there were two guys, one fat and one thin, who seemed to be very satisfied with the clues found by the broker, but Zhang Yi seemed to have some doubts and asked why again and again.
"It seems that he still doesn't believe that Cao Meng, a reckless man with Kong Wu's strength, is a computer master!"
sighed with emotion, Wu Feng had no other way, but Zhang Yi was really rich enough, and the laptop configuration was quite good, tens of thousands of yuan of high-end goods.
In the computer of the head of the Zhang family, there shouldn't be a blockbuster, right? Wu Feng thought evilly, and quickly let the spirit core invade it.
This notebook is Zhang Yi's private, and he usually doesn't use it in the group, so in order to find the murderer as soon as possible, he can't care so much.
The speed of 3G wireless Internet access is not smooth, their video chat has taken up a lot of bandwidth, and the spirit core has invaded again, and the video is a little unsmooth.
The top-of-the-line notebook is perfect, with well-known brands of firewalls, anti-virus software, etc., and all patches are made by experts, so it's no wonder that you have the confidence to contact network brokers directly.
There are only 74 vulnerabilities in the spirit core scanning, and it is almost catching up with the magic machine of Rouen.
No matter how stuck the network was, Wu Feng's curiosity could not be stopped, and he quickly asked the spirit core to go through the entire computer information and even the system Zhizhi.
There are no good things, no photos and videos, folders that don't take up much hard disk space, and they are all solidified with professional encryption software, Wu Feng is not interested in them for the time being, because the speed of the 3G network is really not powerful.
It didn't take long for the spirit core to find Wu Feng's record of Zhang Yi's landing in a Swiss bank, and to find a "global agent" to help, which obviously cost a lot of money.
Soon, the video chat between Zhang Yi and the "global agent" ended, and Wu Feng heard Zhang Yi say that the final payment would be transferred immediately, and his heart immediately pounded.
Wow Ka Ka!
Zhang Yi, the current head of the Zhang family, the boss of the local tyrant family, how much money does he have in a Swiss bank?
With extreme excitement, Wu Feng seemed to have returned to the night when he touched the delicate skin for the first time on the French girl**, and the Yanhuang man was a little unbearable in the face of exotic customs.
It's the feeling of hope, anticipation and excitement.
"Spirit core, you are staring to death, you must remember his account number and password, Lao Tzu must make a windfall tonight!"
"No problem, master, I will split the funds through many complicated inter-bank transfers, so that the funds will finally enter your account, and no one will want to find out!"
"That's good, but it doesn't matter if it's found out, anyway, my card is also registered under an offshore pseudonym!"
Time seems to pass very slowly, Wu Feng is in the consciousness space, and the screen interface of Zhang Yi's notebook is clearly presented in front of him, as if at this moment, Wu Feng is standing behind Zhang Yi.
When logging in to the UBS Internet Bank, it will first scan the computer terminal used by the user, and the general Trojan virus will naturally not escape, but who is the spirit core? The scan results are naturally normal.
Zhang Yi began to enter the account and password, Wu Feng quickly began to memorize, and after he entered the personal account, Wu Feng almost forgot about it.
It's scary.
The available balance of the account, $3765802743.95.
Wu Feng gasped, "I'm a god, almost 20 billion yuan, what a tyrant!" ”
Wu Feng watched as Zhang Yi began to enter the transfer interface, calling the recent transfer account, which was an account with a pseudonym of Shell Lang.
Swiss banks allow customers to register information in a variety of ways, Zhang Yi's account name is also enough to hang, it is actually malahuoguo, and Wu Feng's account name is much more elegant, called bulusi, which means that he can't die.
The transfer speed was very fast, and Zhang Yi saw that he was about to transfer $200,000 in labor fees.
"Spirit core, up!"
said that it was too late, but then quickly, the spirit core suddenly attacked, and the progress of the transfer suddenly slowed down.
In the chairman's office of Changsheng Building, Zhang Yi clenched his fists and stared at the screen with his eyes, and the two department managers on the other side of the table consciously kept a distance of two meters, and no one wanted to peek at his account number and password.
"Hurry, it was pretty fast just now, why are you so stuck now!"
Zhang Yi muttered and complained that the speed of 3G wireless Internet access was much slower than that of wired broadband, and it took a few seconds for the system to prompt that the transfer was successful.
Seeing that the balance of the account was still 3765202743.95 US dollars, Zhang Yi nodded with satisfaction, and then he was satisfied with the exit of the online banking interface, but how did he know that what he had just exited was the interface that was virtual from the spirit core, and the real interface had already been closed.
In the study, Wu Feng could no longer suppress his excitement, because just now, the spirit core had successfully transferred his $3,765.2 million from Zhang Yi's account, and the remaining $2,000 or so was regarded as the money prepared for Zhang Yi.
More than three billion is not a small amount, even if the spirit core is high-tech from prehistoric civilizations, but for security, it also takes a certain amount of time to disperse the funds through extremely rigorous algorithms.
With the integration of the global economy, there is a large flow of funds in and out of major international banks every day, and the funds of more than 3 billion yuan have not made much waves.
After a full five minutes, the spirit core finally reported that the funds had safely entered Wu Feng's account, but it cost more than 10 million US dollars in handling fees, and the reason was that in order to ensure safety, the spirit core made the funds go through quite frequent cross-bank and peer-to-peer, continuous intensive transfers.
Funds have gone around countless circles in the world's leading international banking systems, and although they have lost a large amount of fees, they have created a super-complex mathematical puzzle.
If you really want to find out where Zhang Yi's money went, it is estimated that all relevant banks will have to close down immediately, seal data and information records, and then mobilize the top 100 supercomputers in the world to start together, hoping to have an accurate result after tossing for decades, but whether Zhang Yi is still alive at that time is a question, not to mention that the small Zhang family can dominate the world's finance?
However, people are not rich without windfalls, and horses are not fertile without night grass.
Wu Feng, who got this windfall, is even more difficult, how to get foreign funds back to China? Thinking of the annual foreign exchange settlement and sales quota of 50,000 US dollars per person for Chinese citizens, Wu Feng faintly felt a little painful.
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