Chapter 433: The World in the Shadows
Evening, Zhongnanhai.
During the afternoon conversation, Yang Ye said everything he had imagined during lunch, and everyone listened to it as if they were watching a Hollywood movie.
Although most financial experts think it is ridiculous, if Yang Ye's assumption is true and someone is really behind it, the consequences will be unimaginable.
The only solution is to start a global war, and people will invariably turn their attention to the underground Martians in New Zealand.
Moving on, the possibilities are endless:
Supermagnets will be destroyed in war, and 6 billion people will be baptized by solar storms and ultraviolet rays.
Humanity had to compete with the underground Martians for survival.
Mutants will become the number one race in the world.
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"It's a great blessing to have you in the Xiaoye Country."
Next to the water pavilion, Yang Ye and the general secretary walked side by side, and he said: "I will talk to them again about the possibilities you said, who do you think is behind the ghost?" β
"It's impossible to know now, so we can only wait for the other party to take the initiative to pay for the water. Or bait them. β
Yang Ye smiled: "Maybe my worries are just an illusion of another personality. β
"Haha, it's with your imagination that our country is where it is now."
The general secretary patted Yang Ye, and at this time, a staff member came to inform him that dinner was ready.
After having dinner in Zhongnanhai, Yang Ye went to Liu Lao again.
When China entered darkness, the sun had just risen in London, England.
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Located in the southeastern plains of the United Kingdom, London is known as the world's financial center.
Because of the temperate tropical maritime climate. The weather in this European economic mainstay city is very erratic, and many older generations of Londoners go out with an umbrella.
At 9 a.m., it was raining in London, and the streets of St. Paul's Church were crowded with people and cars.
Around the corner on the street, a middle-aged man wearing a brown brim and a Β£500 suit scrambled into a phone booth.
This phone booth is one of the last remaining phone booths in the area.
Boom -
With the crisp sound of coins, Sabella didn't bother to pick up her hat on the floor, put her ear on the rusty microphone, and took a notepad from her pocket. There is a contact number on it.
If it weren't for the new coat on him. Others would think that he was someone who came out of the last century, and now no one calls in this way.
"Hello Posey. I'm Sabella. β
"Please tell me something." The other party was not interested in chatting with him, so he directly interrupted him.
"That's right, those Japanese people meet each other. They want to know when they will be able to visit. Sabella said.
"It's not the time to sue them."
Percy seemed to have expected it. He told him over the phone: "You have to pay attention to the people around you these days. And try to meet those Japanese people as little as possible, and don't contact us, you know? β
"Yes sir."
Sabella wiped the rain from her face and said, "Sir, can I buy gold?" How about buying Japanese yen now? β
Bang! Just said that. I heard the sound of the phone hanging up on the other side.
Sabella raised an eyebrow, shrugged her shoulders, and pulled out a Nokia from her coat pocket on the other side.
"Hey, help me buy 20,000 gold and 60,000 yen."
"Yes sir." On the other end of the phone.
"Hey! You don't occupy here, you already have a phone, why use a phone booth, get out of here! β
A black woman bangs the glass door.
Sabella reluctantly said that he would go out immediately, he twisted his fat body to pick up the hat, and when he looked up, he accidentally saw two men in black staring at him opposite.
But when I got up, I found that there was no one on the other side.
"I read it wrong...... Sabella comforted herself and walked out of the phone booth.
He was originally a staff member at a London bank and has been on social subsistence since he lost his job.
A month ago, he was approached and offered a Β£100,000-a-month job, thinking he was dreaming or had met a fraudster.
Until the next day, he found out that there was suddenly a huge amount of money in the bank!
This made him happy and panicked, because he didn't know what he was asking him to do, and he thought that some intelligence agency had found him, like in a Hollywood movie, and the other party needed an inexperienced spy.
When the other party contacted him again, he realized that his job was just to be a 'messenger'.
His only job was to memorize the two sets of numbers and act as an intermediary between the Japanese and the Posei, who was still on top of him. He didn't know who the other party was.
But Sabella is not stupid, as a bank clerk, he knows that the ongoing financial crisis in Japan has something to do with the other end of the phone.
On the other side of the phone, it is likely to be an institution or a consortium or something, and he knows that the other party wants to salvage a fortune from the Japanese financial crisis!
Sabella also wanted to take a ride, or else she would be sorry for her significant other's Jewish ancestry.
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Telephone booth.
"I'm sorry ma'am, we're going to overhaul the phone, so please stop using it for the time being."
As soon as Sabella left, two uniformed maintenance workers appeared.
These two people are the monitors sent by 1900: Ashe, Eminem.
Ashe, Eminem is a 1900 replica of a self-designed smart machine, which is completely different from what is sold on the market, they are self-aware.
I saw that Ash used the tool to quickly open the public phone and find the entry point from the line, but in only 3 seconds, he found Posey's phone.
But he soon found out that the location of the phone number was not from the United Kingdom, but an encrypted phone in San Francisco, and at the same time as the password was cracked, a computer virus quickly infected Ash through the guΓ² number jΓΉ line.
Bang bang bang......
After contracting the virus, Ash seemed to have an epilepsy, leaning on the phone booth and shaking.
"Oh my God, did he get electrified? Did he get electric? The black lady outside the booth asked in alarm.
Eminem hesitated for a moment, and immediately pressed his hand against the restart button behind Ash's neck. Soon Ash stopped shaking, and the immune program in the system quickly isolated the virus.
"I poisoned Eminem." Ash turned to look at his companion.
"I know, let's go." With that, Eminem assembled the payphone, picked up his kit and left the scene.
On the way, Ash packs a sample of the virus and a phone number and sends it to 1900.
When 1900 used the central system to try to hack the phone, the phone information inside had already been cleaned up, and the owner of the phone number was an elementary school teacher in San Francisco, USA.
"They've noticed, you and Eminem are going to protect Sabella." 1900 tracts.
"Yes sir."
Ash turned off the communicator and walked quickly with his companion Eminem in the direction Sabella had left.
But they had just walked around the corner of West Main Street. I saw a group of medical police officers taking pictures around a car that caused the accident.
The person they were trying to protect, Sabella, was now lying on a cold stretcher. The heartbeat and breathing have been interrupted.
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On the morning of the 27th, Yanjing.
"Already dead?"
Yang Ye's eyes condensed, paused for a moment and said, "What does the accident report say?" β
1900 said: "The result is that the vehicle of the perpetrator lost control and the system entered the state of automatic driving. Viruses caught by my people in the car system. I've posted a sample of the virus on the deep web. I hope to find someone who makes zuΓ². β
"That's good. That's the end of things in London. β
Yang Ye is now beginning to realize the coldness of those big hands, and their attitude of being careless makes Yang Ye very annoyed.
"Sir. Mr. Wu is here. β
"Little Brother Yang, don't come to be harmed."
After entering the door, Wu Jinwei stepped forward and hugged Yang Ye.
"What's the matter, brother, do you see that I'm not happy, or is someone upsetting my brother?"
"It's hard to put into words."
Yang Ye invited him to sit down and instructed the housekeeping staff to prepare tea and pastries:
"I invited my brother here this time to ask you Freemasonry's views on the Japanese financial crisis."
There are now more than 150,000 tons of gold in the world, of which 80,000 are commodities, the remaining 70,000 are financial reserve assets, and 50% are in the hands of families such as Freemasonry, Skull and Skull and Rothschild.
The United States, which has the largest gold reserves, only has more than 6,000 tons, and China is only about one-tenth of the gold reserves of the United States.
In addition, Freemasonry has 50 trillion yuan in global assets, and if this money is used in this financial crisis, it can directly determine the economic lifeline of Japan and the world.
Yang Ye invited him to come because he wanted to know what Freemasonry thought.
"Brother doesn't think Japan is played by us, right?"
Wu Jinwei smiled and pinched a piece of rice cake and said while eating:
"To be honest, I don't know much about finance, but according to Wall Street's analysis: it was caused by your massive acquisition of bankrupt Japanese companies, right?"
"It seems that my brother really doesn't understand."
Yang Ye picked up the coffee, briefly told Wu Jinwei the cause of the Japanese financial crisis, and told the news of the 1900 investigation.
"Now people are dead, but my investigators have found a virus from the car system, which can basically be determined to be man-made."
"I can't imagine that there is such a thing......"
Wu Jinwei put away his smile and said: "I'm not afraid to tell the truth with my brother, I don't have a high level of control over Freemasonry now, you know that I just joined the Association, and I'm a Chinese, and they don't trust me very much." β
"At the moment, it is still Steve's sons and their great Solomon family who are really in control of Freemasonry."
"If they're really in the dark, I don't think I can help you."
Hearing this, Yang Ye frowned.
The matter is becoming more and more confusing, and the deceased Sabella has previously contacted several Freemasons, Skull and Bones members, as well as the mysterious disappearance of Posey.
These people are intertwined, so that he can no longer see who is the real murderer.
Wu Jinwei saw Yang Ye fall silent, and asked with a smile: "Why did my brother suddenly pay attention to finance?" Maybe they just want to take this opportunity to get some benefits from Japan, and don't they just teach us a lesson? β
"If only it were that."
Yang Ye took out a cigarette from under the low cabinet and handed it to him:
"But this moment of crisis has the potential to turn into a global war, or a war between races, which is not good for all of us."
"You're saying that the financial crisis will trigger a war between humans and the New Zealand Martians?"
Wu Jinwei said solemnly: "This is indeed very bad, and the mutants are also a hidden danger." β
"Yes, that's what I'm worried about, I'm just afraid that the fishermen in Hebang Township will profit when the time comes......"
As he spoke, Yang Ye stared at Wu Jinwei and said, "How many available funds does my brother have in his hands?" β
β¦β¦ (To be continued......)