It’s him, there’s nothing wrong with that.
Chen Mo memorized Liu Liang's basic information in his mind and packed up his things to leave.
The old dog licked his lips.
"I've given you the stuff. Leave the intranet access to me, and I'll give you the entire PDA again."
Three months of Internet access can be sold on the dark web for more than 10,000.
But Chen Mo didn't care about this.
Cracking the code seems to have no weight in Su Lei's hands, and it can be copied at any time.
"OK."
The old dog didn't hesitate. He opened the bar and pulled out a PDA in a sealed box from the bottom.
"Defender PDA, authentic three-proof product, smuggled from Homestar Heavy Industry, no gateway code recorded, no one can find out if this thing is used for illegal work." Old Gou handed the sealed box to Chen Mo: "High-energy battery."
Chen Mo was silent for a few seconds after taking the sealed box.
"Thank you, old dog."
Defender of genuine three-proof products, one of the few military products circulating on the market.
Claimed to be waterproof, fireproof and explosion-proof, in today's world where electronic products are extremely devalued, Defender has never lowered its price.
The high-energy battery alone sells for 2,000 yuan on the official website.
"Hehe, why are you so polite? If I can't board in the future, I'll have to trouble Mr. Xiao."
Chen Mo glanced at Su Lei.
Su Lei nodded.
"Okay, let's go."
"Slow down, Mr. Xiao."
After leaving the black shop, Chen Mo took Su Lei back to the rental house.
"Are you a hacker?"
"No, I only know a little programming."
Chen Mo's mouth twitched.
I'm afraid this girl has some misunderstanding about 'Dian'.
When she was about to go to the PDA, the little girl made some more tricks, bypassed the firewall of Ross Star, and sent an email to her father who was far away on Earth.
"Girl, can you help me get that software for tracking people?"
Su Lei hesitated and grabbed Chen Mo's hand.
"The only way to pinpoint someone is to track the implanted prosthetic body."
The two of them made a tacit agreement not to mention Liu Liang.
"Normal prosthetics are difficult to track, but for experimental products... the prosthetic company needs to collect data, so it can locate the user and prevent technological achievements from being stolen by hostile companies."
Damn, there is such a thing.
Chen Mo nodded, thankful that he had not had a prosthetic body implanted.
"Changfeng Prosthetic Company's website has a separate network security department, which is not easy to break. I need some time." Su Lei released Chen Mo's hand and pointed at the electronic products in Chen Mo's backpack.
"Use whatever you want."
Chen Mo only took a mobile phone and handed the backpack to Su Lei.
The Defender PDA is the most powerful device among these electronic products. It was connected in series and used as a chassis, and the two mobile phones were transformed into signal receivers and screen displays.
Su Lei began to work intensively.
It is simply impossible to break through the firewall of Changfeng's prosthetic body with such a small amount of computing power, otherwise Changfeng's technology would have been leaked long ago.
So Su Lei did the next best thing and worked backwards from several Changfeng outsourcing companies to see if she could bypass the firewall and hack into a separate machine of the prosthetic supervision department.
This is an extremely large project and I don’t know how long it will take to complete.
Chen Mo didn't place all his hopes on this. He took out a pen and paper and began to draw a map of the bottom city.
He needs a plan.
If Su Lei couldn't break through the firewall of Changfeng's prosthetic body, he would have no choice but to go to the AC company headquarters and pull Liu Liang out of his lair... Although the success rate was not optimistic, it was still a way to force him into a desperate situation.
The two of them were busy with their own tasks, and they were still busy from noon to dark.
Chen Mo looked at his watch and saw that it was already past twenty-five [Note 1], so he went downstairs to buy some food and two quilts.
When she came back, Su Lei leaned against the bed tiredly and fell asleep.
After making the bed and putting Su Lei on the bed, Chen Mo was planning to clean up the house before continuing tomorrow when suddenly there was a violent explosion not far away.
"boom!!"
Su Lei woke up with a start.
"Walk."
Chen Mo couldn't help but pick up his bag and leave.
Su Lei quickly stopped her.
"The program is in operation. If you take it apart now, all the previous efforts will be wasted."
"What kind of procedures do you care about! Your life is at stake!"
Su Lei grabbed Chen Mo's hand and said, "Believe me!"
…
Zheng Qi was sitting on the rooftop smoking.
He was born in Shangcheng, and made many military exploits in the wilderness when encircling and suppressing hyenas [Note 2].
At the end of a wilderness operation two years ago, he was inexplicably deorganized and sent to Area H, where he was looked down upon.
At the end of last month, he was diagnosed with lung cancer.
In his early thirties, Lao Zheng's temples were already turning gray.
He doesn't understand.
I don’t understand why my uprightness has led to such evil retribution.
I don’t understand why these servile little dogs can climb higher and higher.
He was unwilling to give in.
Law enforcement officers are employed on a hiring basis and do not have the right to change their prosthetics. Cancer and death are synonymous.
Unless you are promoted to the City Law Enforcement Administration and become a secretary.
But in this damn place, where is the room for promotion?
Nearly 8 million people live in less than 10,000 square kilometers of land, mostly refugees from various districts.
Area H was abandoned by the city. The situation is very complicated and it can be called a paradise for criminals.
Meat selling, gambling, drug abuse, drug trafficking, vendettas, and gang conflicts are all commonplace.
Only those who offend the higher-ups will be sent here to serve as territorial law enforcement officers and wait to die.
Zheng Qi had handled several cases when he was first assigned. Later, he became discouraged when he found that his colleagues were uncooperative and his superiors were too lazy to take care of them. All he could deal with were scapegoats.
Over the course of seven or eight years, the passion in Zone H was turned into solid ice in the wilderness.
"boom!!"
There was a loud bang.
Zheng Qi was startled, dropped his cigarette butt, and looked at the fire in the distance.
As a territorial law enforcement officer, he is extremely familiar with his jurisdiction.
Zheng Qi could tell that the direction of the explosion was Bolt Alley. In addition to being a prostitution street, it was also the den of black market businessman Lao Gou.
No one would be so generous to a woman who sells meat, so the most likely problem is the old dog.
Zheng Qi rubbed his temples, went downstairs, drove his broken Santia, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the scene of the incident.
When we arrived at the place, there were still a few thieves carrying scrapped electronic products in the ruins.
Completely ignoring the fact that the house is crumbling.
"Put your stuff down and get the hell out of here."
A little thief wanted to say something, but after being reminded by his companions, he saw the law enforcement belt around Zheng Qi's waist and ran away quickly.
A crowd of people gathered around to join in the fun.
"The safety measures in the small workshop are not in place. The explosion is normal. Go back to sleep." Zheng Qi wore a loudspeaker bee on his waist and roared away the crowd watching the excitement, and set up a cordon.
Not long after Zheng Qi entered the house, several strong men came over on motorcycles.
The burly men wore tight black jackets, had purple mohawks and six-pointed stars tattooed on the left side of their cheeks.
Astonishingly, it was the 6 Klan that spread throughout the entire planet of Ross.
After beating up a few people who peeked out to watch the fun, the strong men opened the cordon and entered Lao Gou's darkroom.
They met Zheng Qi who was surveying the scene with a flashlight.
"Judge Zheng?"
"yes."
The leading gang member wearing a nose ring stepped forward to shake hands with Zheng Qi and placed the ever-lasting micro-illumination lantern in a corner of the ruins.
A lavender light illuminated the entire house.
"The bombing is our territory. This is someone declaring war on us. You'd better get out of here to avoid being affected by the revenge between gangs."
Zheng Qi looked at the long-light lamp for a few times and turned on the micro-erium detector in his hand.
"There is trace amounts of yridium remaining in the explosives and must be reported."
Stopping the men who took out the jumping sword, the man with the nose ring smiled.
“Lung cancer cannot be cured by reporting it.”
Zheng Qi's eyelids twitched twice.
Many gangs have powerful hands and eyes in District H.
Being known to have cancer is nothing unusual.
"What do you want?"
The man with the nose ring dismissed his men and sat down on the sofa whose springs were blown out.
"Talk?"
"Okay." Zheng Qi moved a stool that was half blown apart and sat across from him: "I don't want to care about it, but it's involved. I can't bear this responsibility."
Nose Ring did not respond to Zheng Qi, but asked: "Mr. Zheng, I heard that you value justice more than the law?"
"Don't beat around the bush, I don't understand Yin Yang."
The man with the nose ring took out a cigarette, smoked it, and then put it back.
"Before I came, my boss told me that if Mr. Zheng had to intervene in this matter, avoid the law enforcement agency, and find the murderer, justice would be carried out."
Zheng Qi stared at the man with the nose ring.
"I don't think there's justice in gang disputes."
"Of course there is no justice for you, but for us, revenge for our family is justice. As the price of justice, the boss is willing to provide prosthetic lungs that will not be recycled by third-party companies."
"Black prosthesis??"
Zheng Qi took a breath of air.
There is no serial number and no need to repay the loan. The black prosthetic limbs sold by Da Dong Prosthetics Company are a more desperate business than selling DU.
Of course, the risks are high, and so are the rewards.
For Zheng Qi right now, it may be the only way to save his life.
"Do me a small favor and save my life, it's worth it no matter what." Nose Ring handed Zheng Qi a business card.
Zheng Qi didn't answer.
"I need to think about it before I give you an answer."
"Of course." The man with the nose ring stood up: "By the way, the last transaction reported before Lao Gou died was around one o'clock at noon. A bounty hunter with the code name Ye Xiao bought three mobile phones and five phone cards from the store. Ye Xiao is well-known in the industry, so it shouldn’t be difficult to find.”
Zheng Qi looked at the business card again.
"Just accept it, otherwise you won't be able to contact me after you decide." The man with the nose ring thrust the business card into Zheng Qi's hand, then pointed to the figure under the shelf: "The old dog is one of ours, I have to take away the body." .”
Zheng Qi nodded and stuffed the business card into his pocket.
Bodies were pulled from under the shelves.
The old dog died extremely tragically.
The chin was missing, ten fingers were bent in reverse, obviously broken, and two menisci were dug out.
The fatal injury was shrapnel from the explosion.
Countless shrapnel created countless cavities in the body, and the internal organs were messed up.
The man with the nose ring and Zheng Qi looked at each other in silence.
"Do you still need an autopsy?"
"Send it away." Zheng Qi sighed.
The nose ring closed the old dog's blinded eyes.
"All men must die, my friend rest in peace."
The younger brothers were called to lift the body and the nose ring left the ruins.
"Eternal light."
Zheng Qi reminded.
"Give it to you."
"..."
After sending away the nose ring, Zheng Qi held up a bright lantern and carefully inspected the scene.
Preliminary investigation showed that the other party probably used electric welding to open the secret door and subdued the old dog before he could react.
A lynching meal followed.
As for who the other party is and why he is cooking the old dog, he has no idea at all.
The biggest clue is that the other party destroyed the scene with a bomb.
However, the shrapnel was severely deformed and it was impossible to reverse the bomb's manufacturing process.
It seems that the only way to start is with the bounty hunter mentioned about the nose ring.
Putting valuable items into a sealed box, Zheng Qi returned to the Law Enforcement Agency.
The usually free-spirited District H Law Enforcement Department is very disciplined now, and several law enforcement gangsters with dragon and tiger tattoos have all put on law enforcement uniforms.
Zheng Qi felt something was wrong.
As expected, it didn't take long for the superiors to notify them of a meeting, and the person who held the meeting was the current riot captain of the Cote City Law Enforcement Administration.
It's hard to imagine that such a high-ranking official would go to the H-area, which even dogs despise.
The riot captain was talking about a kidnapping case. The victim's identity was very special. She was Su Lei, the only daughter of the chairman of Hex Technology Energy Company, one of the largest new energy developers in Cote City and even the North Central region.
The kidnapper is Chen Mo, who was once a law enforcement officer. He was fired for violent law enforcement and became a bounty hunter, codenamed Night Owl.
When he heard Ye Xiao, Zheng Qi's heart beat wildly.
Night owl!
The last buyer of the old dog before it was harmed!
In this way, the thinking becomes much clearer.
Ye Xiao kidnapped Su Lei and fled to Area H, where he had no care. He bought a black mobile phone and an anonymous calling card from Lao Gou for communication. He was worried that the matter would be exposed, so he killed and silenced her.
But there is something unexplainable here - why didn't Night Owl kill the old dog immediately? Or maybe he had already warned Lao Gou not to report it, but Lao Gou reported it anyway, which triggered Night Owl's revenge?
unknown.
The captain above was still chattering.
“Since the victim is only fourteen years old, he is likely to suffer from Stockholm Syndrome, which is a psychological dependence on criminals, even if they are in a relationship, so special attention needs to be paid to this.
During his escape, Ye Xiao stole a Jiecon VI. The final location was in the ditch near Area H. He should not have escaped from Area H yet. "
Of course, at the end of the meeting, the captain also made a vague promise. If anyone can arrest or kill Ye Xiao, or find the kidnapped girl, the city bureau will consider transferring them out of District H and directly join the city law enforcement team. 【Note 3】.
"Night Owl..."
Old Zheng touched the gun on his waist.
【Explanation 1】Twenty-eight-hour clock, 25:00 is approximately equal to about 21:30 home star time.
[Explanation 2] A disparaging name for the free people of the wilderness.
【Explanation 3】Information that can be disclosed:
Hundred Cities Government Structure:
There are few affiliated relationships between cities. Each city is an independent individual, similar to the ancient Greek city-state system.
The city's political system is a parliamentary system, with a city lord, a deputy city lord and many councilors.
The members have the power to impeach the city lord after a two-thirds vote.
Among them, violent organizations are divided into three major categories-the Corps, the Hunters, and the Law Enforcement Agency.
The corps is the guarantee of urban security and usually garrisoned at the wild entrance to the city.
Hunters often work with the Eridium Mining Company, and in addition to excavating the remains of the old world, they are also responsible for escorting miners.
The Law Enforcement Agency is responsible for internal affairs.
Law Enforcement Agency:
The number one leader of the City Law Enforcement Agency is the chief, followed by the directors of each district.
The middle-level cadres responsible for various work arrangements in the department are collectively called division officers (section chiefs). Because the casualty rate is extremely high at the grassroots level, a recruitment system is adopted, and those hired with law enforcement power are called law enforcement officers.
After a law enforcement officer dies, his family will receive a pension. If there are no direct relatives, it is not ruled out that the pension may be misappropriated by superiors.
