"Hello, Mr. Link, do you need help?"

Looking at this sentence on the computer, Link's hand that wanted to turn off the power also stopped. After a moment's thought, he finally withdrew his palm.

In dozens of books, a sentence popped up: "Since you didn't choose to turn off the computer, it means that you are still interested." Is it difficult, please give me a few seconds, I'll download an interesting thing for you, and then log in to this account password. ”

Sure enough, when this sentence appeared, Link noticed that something similar to MSN popped up.

Link waited a few minutes, and when he found that the cursor had not moved again, and no text had reappeared, he tried to move the mouse and found that he was already in control.

Link let out a long sigh: "It's really magical, is this the power of hackers?" ”

After thinking for a while, Link used that account to log in, and immediately popped up another line of words: "Please choose the place of your dreams, except for the United States." ”

A succession of countries and regions appeared in a list, and Link glanced at it slightly, and then fixed his eyes on the option of 'Saudi Arabia'.

For some reason, Link chose it.

When I logged in, I found that the entire computer screen had completely blacked out, and something similar to a chat room appeared.

With a black sè background and a green sè font, many people are chatting.

Link glanced at his username: Big 305.

Seeing the name, Link couldn't help but laugh: "How can there be a feeling of being slaughtered?" ”

However, the number '305' makes Link feel that he is not the first person to encounter this kind of thing, and I am afraid that there will be another 304 in front of him.

"Hello, Mr. Link, welcome to the Land of Dreams. This is a completely ** field, please don't worry about anything, there are no laws here, there are no constraints, there are only **, please speak freely. Speak up your confusion and we will help you. ”

Link was slightly shocked by his words, but immediately came to his senses again.

"When I'm a fool? This simplest little trick just wants to trap me? ”

Link smiled and typed a few random words.

"Who are you? Why are you looking for me? ”

The other party immediately began to reply again: "I am the one who can help you, I know that you are in trouble now, so I showed up." ”

"What can you help me?" Link asked, a little intrigued.

"I can help you solve everything, such as the problem you are facing now, and I will solve it for you right away. Of course, this requires a small sponsorship fee. ”

"Sponsorship?" Link pouted: "That's a nice thing to say, I'll do the same when I fool people in the future." ”

Link laughed again and continued, "Tell me, how are you going to help me?" ”

After a while, the other party wrote a sentence: "I have what you need in my hand, the video of the abuse of prisoners in Guantanamo Bay, are you interested?" ”

Lin Keten suddenly stood up from his seat and looked at the line in surprise.

"Video of abuse in Guantanamo Bay?" Link's brows furrowed tightly, and reason told him that this was completely impossible, no one could get this kind of thing.

However, there was a voice in his heart that kept making him believe.

"Who the hell are you?" Link sat back down, furrowed his eyebrows and asked again.

The other party seemed to have a very strong self-confidence, and actually replied: "My name is Julianne. Assange, you won't know who I am, and even if I tell you my name, you won't know who I am. ”

Julianne. Assange.

When Link saw the name, he suddenly laughed.

Fingers tapped a few times on the keyboard: "Really?" Do you really think I don't know who you are? ”

"Alright, Mr. Link, I'm here to help you, not to play with you. If there's anything you need help with, we can negotiate the price now. ”

Link's smile grew thicker and thicker, and he suddenly sent a message: "How's the scenery in Australia?" Life in the basement isn't easy, is it? ”

After saying this, Link leaned back in his chair with his shoulders and waited quietly.

After a few minutes, the other party replied again: "Tell me your identity?" Who are you? ”

Link snorted coldly: "You still want to fool me? You don't even know how you died. ”

For Julianne. Assange is a person, Link has complete information and reports about him in his head, and even his final outcome is clear.

"As you know, I'm Link, a Chinese-American media owner, that's all. As for how I learned about you, I won't explain much. You just have to know that I'm a billionaire and I don't have any other identity. ”

Located somewhere in a basement in Australia, Julianne. Assange stared at the computer screen in front of him, countless terrifying thoughts just popped up in his head, and he even ran to the corner to peek outside for several minutes, but did not find anything unusual.

But that Link seemed to know everything about himself, which made him feel terrified, and he even wanted to kick him out of the chat room now.

But, for some reason, he began to believe that sentence. There is no reason to believe it, even Julianne. Assange also doesn't understand why he has such strange thoughts.

His fingers trembled, and he replied again, "I don't care who you are, I can help you anyway, and I believe in you." Because, if you want me to die, I'm afraid there are already a large number of jǐng cha outside, but you didn't do that. Tell you, what do you want? ”

When Link saw this sentence from him, he clearly felt Julianne. Assange couldn't help but laugh at the fear that lay between the lines.

"Give me an account number, preferably from UBS, you know what I mean." ”

After a while, the bank account number came in, with the question: "Why are you funding us?" Do you know what we're doing? ”

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Link replied casually, but he lied, he knew exactly what Julianne was. Assange was doing what his team was doing, but he still put a sum of money into the bank.

"Ten million dollars should be enough, I don't need you to do anything for me now, I will naturally contact you when I need it."

When Julianne. When Assange saw this, his doubts deepened, and he didn't understand why Link was helping him. But he had just checked, and there was indeed an extra $10 million in his account, which made him unable to figure it out.

Right here in Julianne. While Assange was puzzled, he immediately saw Link send another sentence.

"By the way, I suddenly felt that you should make a website called 'WikiLeaks.'"

Julianne. Assange was stunned for a moment, and immediately found Link exiting the chat room. And his eyes remain fixed on that name: WikiLeaks.

"He knows, he absolutely knows." Julianne. Assange suddenly felt trembling all over, a feeling of being targeted by a beast, as if he was completely exposed to a pair of eyes and had been seen through all the secrets.

"Link."

Julianne. Assange silently chewed on the name.

"The only thing I'm sure of is that Link doesn't have any hostility towards me, otherwise he wouldn't have offered to fund my team. But ......"

Julianne. Assange was puzzled again: "But why did he know about me?" I haven't done any big deals in years, I'm just focused on growing the team, but he still knows exactly where I am and what I'm going to do. ”

His eyes were on the four words again: WikiLeaks.

Then, he smiled slowly.

"I don't want to be controlled by you, since you need me to do anything for you, there must be a bigger plan. Hehe, I'm not going to let you get away with it. ”

Thinking of this, Julianne. Assange began to tap quickly on the keyboard and began to contact his team.

In the evening, when Link arrives at Winter's house with Julie, Mira, and Jessica, the Winter family is preparing for dinner.

The one who opened the door was a little girl who was only eleven or twelve years old, and when she saw Link standing in front of the door smiling, she couldn't help but shout: "Dad, Xiao Lin Lin is here." ”

Hearing her address herself, Link couldn't help but touch his nose in embarrassment.

Jessica glanced at him with a playful smile: "Xiao Linlin? What an interesting name. ”

Mira and Julie on the side also snickered and looked at him playfully.

Link coughed dryly: "That's the rǔ name when I was a child, so don't make fun of me." ”

At this time, Winter laughed and walked over: "Link, come in, and three beautiful young ladies, please come in." ”

Winter was no stranger to the three of them, and greeted them warmly.

Winter's two daughters giggled and hugged Link's **, letting him carry forward, a lively scene.

"Link, you're welcome." Winter's wife, Joe, who is a white Russian, greeted warmly.

"Aunt Joe, where's Miller's boy? Why didn't you see him? ”

Link glanced at it a few times and asked with a smile.

"Oh, Miller is changing, coming down soon, you guys sit down first." Joe said as he continued to bust himself with dinner.

Link sat on the couch, teasing Miller's two little sisters while talking to Winter.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the stairs, and a handsome young man ran down: "I'm hungry, hurry up and start eating, don't wait for that kid Link." ”

Joe slapped his son on the shoulder unhappily, and Winter snorted, "Bastard, Link just came to our house as a guest, and you said such things?" ”

Miller turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Link sitting on the sofa, and immediately walked over in surprise and gave him a big hug. (To be continued.) )