There is a route map for Chris. Tang Xin and his party moved to a small speedboat near the Bangzi Sea. The ship's target was too large. If it entered the territorial waters, it would inevitably be scanned by the coastal defense surveillance monitoring.
After landing in the southern island group of Bangzi, Tang Xin and his group of nine people rented a car to go north to Seoul.
This is a country that has been ravaged by both the East and the West. Therefore, in the mainstream consciousness of Bangzi, similar to China, we are hostile to Japan, and they are also hostile to China, but they are also hostile to the Chinese.
Therefore, Tang Xin used the stick language here to be unobstructed. If he spoke Chinese, no matter whether the other party could understand it or not, he would at least be hostile and would leave a profound mark of his whereabouts.
Except for Qiao Zhengmao who was accompanying, the other seven people learned some bad language, but they were not fluent and had a small scope of application. Therefore, the main thing they spoke English was that they only spoke Chinese without outsiders.
Nine people were sitting in a black SUV and heading north along the highway. Zhang Pengyun drove, and Tang Xin sat in the passenger seat and enjoyed the exotic scenery. There was nothing strange about it.
"I can't tell, you can still talk badly."
Qiao Zhengmao leaned his head restlessly and said to Tang Xin.
He Tianci looked down at the tablet computer and reached out to pull him back. Tang Xin was too lazy to pay attention to Qiao Zhengmao.
The vehicle speed slowed down, Fang Zheye frowned and said, "There is a highway patrol ahead, what should I do?"
Tang Xin looked up and saw that there was a policeman in Bangzi checking passing vehicles half a kilometer ahead.
Tang Xin turned around and said to everyone, "Sit down well, and your expression is serious."
Everyone's expressions were solemn. Tang Xin asked Fang Zheye to speed up and rushed forward, and braked suddenly at the inspection position.
The policeman clearly saw the SUV driving quickly. The police were shocked and drank in a circle to stop them.
scold
Suv stopped quickly, and several policemen surrounded him with vigilance.
"Dict? Why is the ID so fast?"
Tang Xin glanced at the police on both sides of the car window, took out the universal pass from his inner pocket with a heavy face, poked out the window to see the police, and shouted in a low voice: "We are from the National Police Department! We are carrying out a secret mission! We have been delayed by you!"
The Bangzi Country adopts a single-track model of centralized and unified command in the management system and organizational structure. The highest level is the National Police Department, which is unified in command of the national police agencies.
The policeman who saw Tang Xin's ID next to the car was silent and his face changed drastically, waved his hands at his colleagues. When he faced Tang Xin again, he lowered his head and said solemnly: "We'll let it go now."
Tang Xin's tone slowed down and said softly: "Don't alarm others, let others see something strange. Behave normally."
After this statement, the police immediately ran back, had a brief exchange with their colleagues, suppressed the riots within the police, and then let them go as soon as they entered the ordinary.
SUV continued to go on the road, Tang Xin put the universal pass back into his pocket, and everyone in the car breathed a sigh of relief.
He Tianci took out his tablet again, slid his fingers, and looked through the photos. Qiao Zhengmao looked at the photo of the beautiful girl on it and laughed and said, "Brother Tianci, are you chasing stars too?"
He Tianci ignored him and instead raised his hand and patted Tang Xin on the shoulder. After Tang Xin turned his head and showed doubt, he asked: "Tang Xin, ask you something, can you acquire these artist companies?"
Tang Xin didn't understand why, so he asked: "What are you doing for the acquisition?"
He Tianci showed a tacit and ambiguous smile and said, "Let's have fun."
play?
Tang Xin suddenly realized that this game was one-sided, men played with women.
"Are you interested in the star of the stick?"
Anyway, Tang Xin is not interested, and the entertainment industry is two completely different worlds in front and behind the scenes.
He Tianci put the tablet facing Tang Xin and smiled and said, "So many actresses and anchors, some of them are good-looking. Since I have come to Bangzi Country, I can't just do it for business, and I need entertainment for my private life."
Tang Xin looked at him helplessly and said dryly: "Just just for a few minutes, so he bought the artist company?"
He Tianci scratched his head and said, "I don't understand this, so I'll ask you, we won't do kidnapping. How do you think so that these people can be willing to open their thighs?"
Tang Xin shrugged and said, "It's simple, there is no need to acquire an artist company. As long as you know the boss behind the artist company, know the field of investment these bosses are focusing on, sweeping away his stocks, you will pinch his lifeline, and then let him make arrangements for you. Is it difficult?"
He Tianci scratched his head, and sighed, "Then do you help me with the arrangement?"
Tang Xin didn't take it seriously and said casually: "Then the matter is done, you will continue to stay in Bangzi's country and the romance. At that time, we will arrange for you the identity of a representative of the American financial institution."
"That's all?"
"Well, that's about the same."
Tang Xin sat upright and turned his head to look out the window. Tang Ying was making great arrangements in North America. To snipe the stick market, he needed to borrow many shell companies and credit groups. This is not only a trick in the financial market, but also a common method.
Come quietly, walk quietly, wave your sleeves, and take away a mountain of gold.
Qiao Zhengmao licked his face and leaned over He Tianci's face, and laughed and said, "Brother Tianci, can you take me with you when you are playing?"
Everyone is a man, don’t pretend to be Liu Xiahui.
Looking at the female star and anchor who are dignified, charming, naughty, or pretty on the tablet, it is fake that Qiao Zhengmao does not have an erection.
He Tianci glanced at him and snorted: "It depends on your performance."
Two days later
The night is enchanting.
Tang Xin and He Min strolled on the streets of Seoul, with endless traffic flowing, crowds passing by, and rows of tall buildings. Tang Xin stopped and stopped on a bridge. Standing on the edge of the fence, overlooking the blue and magnificent Han River, looking out from a distance, you can see the towering Nanshan Mountain. In this modern city, he lit a cigarette, vomited a sip of smoke, and said leisurely: "After going back, I will send a message to Dong Fu, starting at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning."
He Min stood beside him and nodded slowly.
The night wind blew. The country of Bangzi in February was still cold. Tang Xin was wearing a black warm leather jacket and gloves on his hands. He turned around and leaned against the railing and asked with interest: "Do you know how many people there are in this country?"
He Min also turned around, leaned side by side with him against the railing, looking at the sea of ​​cars passing by, and said, "About 50 million."
Tang Xin smiled faintly and said, "Tomorrow, the lives of these 50 million people will be affected more or less, and the upper class will suffer heavy losses. The middle class will work hard for many years, while the lower class will have more difficult life. He Min, will you sympathize with them? Will you think I am cruel?"
He Min shook her head and said, "Tang Xin, you shouldn't ask me such a question."
With a grin, Tang Xin stopped talking and asked her to go back to the small hotel where they stayed and take a walk by herself.
Jiangnan District is a wealthy area, and Tang Xin and his party did not go there. Instead, they stayed in a small place where the general public was closer to the lives of the lower class people.
He Min left obediently. Although Tang Xin was walking, he actually just helped He Min out and walked into a discotheque casually. The lights and wine, the demons danced, the noisy music, and the unrestrained body formed a picture that Tang Xin never yearned for.
He walked to the bathroom, took out any door from his fourth-dimensional pocket, and pushed it in.
In a tightly guarded room on Yizhi Road, a door quietly appeared. Tang Xin walked out of any door. There were countless precision instruments placed in the spacious room. Here is the information center of the sk headquarters. It is necessary to break through a national communication network from the outside. Even Chris, who owns Titans, is not easy.
But the old saying goes, fortresses are all broken from the inside.
Tang Xin appeared here and easily uploaded a computer virus to the central processor from here.
He then followed suit and went to KTF headquarters in Xinquan Cave and LGT headquarters in north of the Santoon Crossroad.
Just like China's communication users, they either use mobile, China Unicom, or telecommunications. These three companies monopolize the communication network. Bangziguo also has such monopoly groups, namely sk, ktf, and lgt.
After Tang Xin successfully uploaded the virus, he went to the information center in a square in Yeouido and uploaded another virus.
Finally, he returned to the small hotel where he stayed with a suitcase.
From going to sea to today, Qiao Zhengmao has been in a state of great pleasure and has spent all his time on the journey. Taking a boat and a car is even more painful than those who come to travel.
That night, he was locked in the room again, watching the Bangzi Country Entertainment Program that he could not understand at all.
And next door, eight people gathered together to plot the key things for tomorrow.
Tang Xin brought a large table, lay a map, and said to the seven people: "This is the city construction map of Seoul. I have marked the underground cables with red handwriting. Tomorrow, you will be divided into two groups of people, and a total of three groups of people will destroy the cables of these three locations. I want this city to be out of power at 10 o'clock in the morning."
Everyone was puzzled, and Fang Zheye asked a question: "But we don't have tools, the cables are all underground, under the steel bar baffle, and covered with sand and soil. What should we do?"
Tang Xin put the suitcase on the table, and after opening it, he said with a light expression: "There are three time bombs here. I have already set the time. It will explode at 9:55 tomorrow morning. You can dig up the land in the morning, bury the bomb next to the cable, and then leave."
The people around them all took two steps back, but He Min stood beside Tang Xin without moving.
Everyone looked at the countdown bomb in the suitcase, and there was a tendency to collapse.
"Where did you get it?"
He Tianci shouted in disbelief.
Tang Xin shrugged and said, "I'm going to be honest, you don't believe it either, so don't ask."
He already has a private arsenal. Although he does not have large-scale destruction weapons such as warhead nuclear weapons, firearms and ordinary bombs are all pediatric departments.
Everyone was shocked and Bai Yeyu asked uncertainly: "So what if the city has lost power?"
Power outages are indeed terrible, but not the end of the world.
Tang Xin said frankly: "How far is Seoul from Beibangzi? Less than fifty kilometers, countless war analysts have said that if the North and South Bangzi starts war, Seoul will be razed to the ground in one day. What I want to create is the illusion of war, which will cause the entire Nanbangzi to panic!"
"Is power outage enough?"
Bai Yeyu still doesn't believe it.
Although the general administrative agency of Nan Bangzi has been evacuated from Seoul, Seoul is still the economic center of Bangzi. If the power outage is called, it will indeed cause huge losses to the national economy. However, when thinking about the power outage in terms of war, Bangzi is not a fool...
Tang Xin smiled faintly and said, "You will know tomorrow. Now, you can divide the labor."
Everyone looked at each other, Bai Yeyu and He Tianci were in a team, Fang Zheye brought a Tianying man, and Zhang Pengyun also brought a Tianying man.
In this way, only He Min and Tang Xin were left.
"Hey? What about you?"
Tang Xin said for granted: "I will leave by boat tomorrow."
"My grass, are you leaving again?"
Ignoring He Tianci's cry, Tang Xin looked at He Min, and she said, "I have sent the news to Dong Fucai, I will return to China with you tomorrow."
Dong Fucai had already received the news. After coming to Bangzi Kingdom, the group did not communicate with each other by phone anymore. He Min also burned the book "Travels in the Center of Earth" to ashes.
"Okay, everyone, rest, I wish you good luck tomorrow. As for the plan to leave Bangzi Country, we all know what we want before coming, and beg you."
Tang Xin easily opened the door and left.
After everyone left one after another, only He Tianci and Bai Yeyu were left, which was their double room.
He Tianci looked at the suitcase and touched his head and said in a muffled voice: "Damn, who can still sleep?"
Chapter completed!