Chapter 143: The Black Market

Within half a month, Muyang found Mr. K's residence through the tracking of possessed ant beasts, birds, and various animals.

This villa has the most advanced security system, which can prevent all kinds of attacks from telekinesis below the sixth order, but it cannot defend against the dream master's seizure technique.

At this moment, Mu Yang, who was controlling Mr. K's body, had already seen the complex rhythm in the safe through the electromagnetic eye, disturbed the work of the intelligent protection system with electromagnetic wind*, and then infiltrated the built-in password system of the safe with the grip of electricity, and finally opened this last protection from the inside.

There was a soft bang in the dark study, and the safe slowly opened. The interior is far larger than the basketball-sized iron gate, and inside are mountains of gold bars and diamonds.

Mu Yang roughly estimated that a gold bar would cost about 800,000 yuan in the market, and it could also sell for 500,000 yuan in the black market.

If you want to pay off Mr. K's 10 million, you need to take 40 sticks from here.

How to transport so many gold bars from here is a problem. The exterior of the villa is covered with tight surveillance cameras and security personnel, and all personnel entering and leaving the villa are subject to strict body searches. Even if it is Mr. K, suddenly walking out with such a gold bar will inevitably attract the suspicion and reminder of these people.

He took two from the innermost part of the safe, put them in his pocket, and then went to the kitchen, where he stuffed the gold bars at the bottom of the trash can and piled up the trash such as melon skins, confetti, and leftovers.

After doing all this, Mu Yang re-operated Mr. K's body and quietly returned to bed.

……

Early the next morning, the maid sent by the cleaning company walked into the rich family's villa, and the garbage cans in the kitchen and toilet had long since been piled up. After she had finished wiping down the living room and study, she took them out and prepared to dispose of them.

As she left the villa, two telekinesists stopped her as usual and put a strange hood on her:

"Have you touched anything that anyone in the villa shouldn't touch?"

"Nope."

The maid replied honestly. It is said that this kind of machine, in conjunction with the telekinesis, can accurately determine whether people are lying or not.

"Have you ever seen anything you shouldn't be looking at, or thought you shouldn't?"

"Nope."

After two answers, the hood did not react in any way.

For the telekinesis guarding the door of the villa, this is just a routine inspection. One person put on white gloves, casually rummaged through the inside of the trash can, and made a gesture to signal that she could go.

Fifteen minutes later, the million-dollar bag of trash was dumped at a nearby scrap yard.

Twelve hours later, it was eight o'clock in the evening. A fat cat thief with an orange coat sneaked around the scrapyard. The area is home to stray cats, dogs and rats, and it's no surprise that this creature is often seen when it's dark.

However, the orange cat appeared with an obvious purpose, and soon it tossed a thick pile of garbage from which it rummaged through the garbage that had been thrown out of Mr. K's villa this morning.

The fat cat took two gold bars stained with slime in his mouth and quietly disappeared into the garbage dump.

……

In an Internet café near the scrap yard, an Internet addict teenager who was sleeping in front of the computer desk suddenly raised his head without warning, with two dark circles under his eyes, and became familiar with the operation of the computer screen.

He closed the game, opened the browser, and after a dizzying array of inputs, after changing a dozen IPs, he quickly entered a website with a rough and rudimentary interface. If a knowledgeable hacker were standing next to the boy at this moment, he would definitely recognize this website: Dream Eater, the largest black market trading site in Space City. It is a lawless land that is not subject to law and morality. On this site, you can buy everything you want and sell everything you have. No one will be able to track you through this site.

The Internet addict boy registered an account, pressed a few keys on the keyboard and entered the name bar, and the ID that popped up finally was called "Lick Dog 214". He didn't like the name, but he was too fast, and he had already clicked on it to enter the dark web homepage before deleting it.

The rows of posts on the homepage are all selling all kinds of bizarre and even illegal goods:

"The kidneys of an 18-year-old boy are freshly cut, and there are only two survivors, so I want to talk to me privately!"

"A large number of counterfeit banknotes, absolutely realistic, have used it personally, there will be no problems. The cash-in price is 100 to 1 and can be negotiated in person. ”

"The third-level forbidden drug of the government of the space city is three categories, and it is sold at the risk of death! One gram of 800,000 yuan, the letter comes, the head is exchanged, please do not bargain, do not disturb if you are not sincere. ”

It's dazzling, and even the three types of green worm blood that Muyang urgently needs are here.

But Muyang won't buy it here. The absolute freedom of dark web buyers and sellers to trade has also led to the rampant use of fakes in a sense. After all, once the transaction is completed, you will not be able to find someone you are trading with on the dark web.

However, those underworld who run one side, such as Mr. K, still have a great guarantee of credibility.

He manipulated the body of an Internet addicted teenager and made a post on the forum:

"Two 1,500 grams of pure purple gold, one is sold at a price of 600,000 yuan, the source is unknown, don't come if you're afraid of hot hands."

Less than five minutes after the post was posted, several IDs were trying to contact them in the background.

X17594: "A 1,500-gram piece of pure purple gold costs 600,000 yuan, you × afraid you're a stupid ×." ”

Cat suffocated to death: "How dirty is the goods?" Send a picture to take a look. 400,000 is not good, if it is okay, I will collect as much as you want. ”

Xuehe: "Brother, 600,000 is too expensive, even the price of purple gold in the regular market is less than 700,000, not to mention that you are dirty goods." Let's make a counteroffer, you can consider it. ”

The Great Jiajia: "Brother, do you want powerful viagra?" A grain of 50,000 yuan, Tianshui smuggled over, absolutely authentic. ”

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In the end, Mu Yang chose the relatively reliable two IDs of the blood river and the cat that was suffocated to death, and after talking to them, licking the dog 214 finally reached a deal with the cat that was suffocated to death, and the transaction was made at a price of 520,000 yuan per gold. And Muyang assured the other party that there would be goods later, and still gave priority to contacting the other party.

After doing all this, he went offline.

Twelve days later, he stole forty sticks from Mr. K's villa one after another, and used the money to cash all the money from the cat who was suffocated to his chest, and finally collected more than 10 million in cash. And this money, which he will use to pay the debt owed to Mr. K, will eventually return to Mr. K.

From beginning to end, Mu Yang manipulated Mr. K himself to take out the gold bars, cats, dogs, birds, mice and other animals took the gold bars away from the scrap yard, and Internet addicts from different Internet cafes completed the transfer separately. Even if someone wanted to investigate all this, it would be impossible to find Mu Yang, who had never intervened.