"Oh, it's just that I was beaten by the police, and I'm honest."

Wei Qingyun smiled nonchalantly, a small terrorist organization is just an ant trampled to death for China.

"I'll go, it's that simple, didn't I tell you, those people died extremely tragically, that Bi Yaowei's proposition is to fight violence with violence, and fight evil with evil, none of those thugs left a whole corpse, those few * leaders, and a few killers who assassinated the red guests, were all made into squirrel fish."

"What? Squirrel osmanthus fish? ”

"Yes, it's to hang them up, use a knife to cut the meat on their bodies into small strips, and then, slowly hang it into the oil pan to fry, fry, fry, just like the chef makes that squirrel fish, damn, that heartbreaking, more cruel than Ling Chi, I found a video clip, and vomited for more than a month after watching it, why are you so fat? The skin and bones that he vomited at the time were only eaten by Hesse later. ”

", you're the worst reason I've ever heard of being fat."

"Don't believe it, I'll look for it for you when I go back, I can't help but take a good look at the photos I was weak at the time."

"Forget it, it's good for you to be fat, it's good."

"Hey, by the way, it seems that the head of that Bi Yao Wei is also surnamed Wei, and he has the same surname as you."

"Huh? You all know this, it won't be the big hero who learns Wu Song, when it's over, write a line of blood on the wall and leave a name. ”

"Of course not, black and white, originally polar opposites, there are also masters in the underworld, not to mention that in that incident, the Chinese were out of the limelight, and the people of the intelligence bureau of country M felt that they had no face on their faces, so they tried every means to inquire about the information of Bi Yaowei, but they only inquired about the surname of the leader, and they didn't even know the name, whether it was a man or a woman, whether it was old or young, they didn't know anything, and it was very mysterious."

"Oh," Wei Qingyun let out a thoughtful sigh, and suddenly found that a signal flashed on Lin Xiaohu's computer, "There is a situation, what's going on?" ”

", it's the buyer of Eko Yamamoto's photo who is sending a message to the seller, awesome, but I'm not afraid of death." Lin Xiaohu screamed in surprise.

The seller did not respond.

An hour later, the buyer sent another message - delivery as soon as possible, double the gold.

In both messages, the buyer's mobile phone number was automatically blocked and was not displayed.

The seller remained silent, however, he did not turn off his phone or even disconnect the network.

"What's going on, why are buyers in a hurry?" Wei Qingyun handed Lin Xiaohu a bottle of cold beer.

"Police blessing, the more the news tracked by the police or agents of a certain country, the higher the credibility, the greater the value, just now the Kowloon Inn has announced the termination of the transaction, and will return the gold to the buyer, that is to say, the previous transaction has been invalidated, now the buyer has got the seller's contact information, as soon as possible to negotiate the transaction, it is better than waiting for seven days to take again, by then the price of this photo, but not one or two kilograms of gold can be bought."

Lin Xiaohu patiently explained that when he was immersed in the Internet and the industry, he gradually forgot that he was already the prey in the eyes of one of the world's most terrifying killers, and his emotions gradually stabilized.

"Chasing up?"

"Yes, the announcement of the Kowloon Inn is undoubtedly a billboard shining with ten thousand golden lights, not only this photo, the price of all the traded items in those five hours may skyrocket, after all, no one knows which information the police are staring at, everyone's life hangs, and everyone has the opportunity to make a windfall."

"What does that mean, you have to wait another seven days?" Wei Qingyun pursed his lips.

"Probably not, only fools and rookies will wait until seven days later to auction again, the highest point of profiteering, is also the threshold of danger, and the old fritters will not do the kind of thing that makes money and spends their lives."

"So he's hanging on the buyer's appetite right now?"

"It's all there, the main thing is to look at the wind and waves, how can you wait for the limelight to pass, but this buyer should be a half-bottle of vinegar, or a master who is not short of money, and he is in a hurry to get the photo, so he is in such a hurry to contact the seller."

Just when the two of them were paying close attention to the dark web world and the mobile phone number, the killers of the Kowloon Inn had already completed their first mission.

Two hackers from New York were shot dead in their studio thirty minutes ago, and the news of their deaths, personal information, and the cyber path to infiltrate the Kowloon Inn before their deaths were posted on a website called "Order".

Order, as the name suggests, is to maintain the existence of order on the dark web, however, it does not have any background and power, it is just a network bulletin board.

If anyone violates the order of the dark web and is executed, the killer will hang the relevant information on the "order", which can be regarded as an explanation for everyone.

Those bounty hunters, who hang the information about the killing of the "saboteur", also have the effect of publicity, and no one raises objections at the end of the publicity period, and it is proved that the person killed is indeed the perpetrator of a certain incident, and the bounty hunter will receive the reward of the owner of the incident.

The announcement of this death also cast a shadow on the whole incident, reminding everyone that this is not a game, and it will really kill people.

The buyer of Eko Yamamoto's photo also stopped sending messages to the mobile phone number, and for several hours, the mobile phone was silent, and the whole world seemed to have entered a winter night, and the silence was frightening.

Until late at night, there was still a dead silence on the phone, and no new murder notices were issued on the "order".

Lin Xiaohu opened a smart voice software in his computer, and once there was any movement on the dark web and that phone, it would send out an alarm.

The anxious and boring wait lasted for three days, during which the phone was silent, except for the orderly announcement of two more killings.

In one of the murder notices, the three leaders of a South Korean gang had clues about money payments, which proved that they had hired hackers to infiltrate the Kowloon Inn.

The dead in another murder notice were the five hackers hired by the three Koreans.

Such a situation is obviously beyond Wei Qingyun's expectations, and there are too many people involved, I am afraid that I will not be able to control the situation at that time.

Wei Qingyun hurriedly instructed Lin Xiaohu to search for the relationship between the three gang leaders and the Yamamoto family or the Three Kings Society.

The answer is zero.

Whether it is this Korean gang or the three gang leaders, they have nothing to do with the Yamamoto family and the Three Kings Society.

"Don't worry," Lin Xiaohu looked at Wei Qingyun's brows and comforted, "Maybe they didn't go to the photo of Eiko Yamamoto in the first place, there were at least a dozen transactions at that time." ”

"That kind of small gang is nothing to worry about, but there are still some hidden powers, so it's hard to say, have you forgotten the people who attacked Kigoro and Abe Saburo's mansion in the first place? Among them are a group of people, who obviously have a military background, or special mercenaries. ”

"It's true that you say that, in case they are the buyers, it will be even more troublesome, willing to spend a lot of money to raise a group of mercenaries, spend money and kill people, without blinking."

"Don't worry about it at all, if they are really buyers, at least you can find them out and find them, for fear that they will play in the shadows and continue to hide in the shadows and wait for the opportunity."

"What do you want?"

"Of course, it's to protect Yamamoto Eko's safety, after all, we are in a cooperative relationship now, and there are many places for her to help."

"I mean, what's next for you."

"Is it a plan - please ask, can those who hack into the database of the Kowloon Inn get this mobile phone number?"

"If their target is Eiko Yamamoto, they will naturally get it, and all of them are hacker masters, and the hires behind them are not easy to mess with."

"That's fine, at least help me brush off some of the miscellaneous fish that love to make fun, which means that there are probably other people, like us, who are secretly staring at this phone."

"Yes, yes, yes, what do you want?"

"I want to take a risk."