In fact, there is no need for a computer at all. With the super AI assistance of the Mad Hatter, Kawakami can completely obtain information remotely. But he always had to explain to Poland Snow Tree how the information came from.
"Okay, if someone comes over, I will notify you by text message." Poland Xueshu said, "How long do I need to delay?"
Quite good. Kawakamiji glanced at the strong man appreciatively:
"Two minutes, give or take 20 seconds, I should be able to make it back."
"good."
The gray-haired young man opened the window silently. He observed the guard positions of the nearby personnel, used small stones and other props to attract their attention, and then walked around to the back of the building on the concrete eaves that were only half a hand wide.
Although under the restrictions of the gang, Kawakami Tsuyoshi had only been to a very limited part of the building, but through half reasoning and half imaginative modeling, he also made a mess of the situation of the entire stronghold.
Computers are a rare commodity here, and the gray-haired young man searched the rooms of two core members before finding one.
Kawakami sat at the table and began to look up information against the clock. At the same time, he called out to the Mad Hatter in his mind.
[mad hatter, have you done what I want to check? 】
He would definitely not take the computer back, as that would be too big a goal. Therefore, Kawakami planned to "check" the information and take it back in the form of pictures, and then deceive the Polish snow tree.
【done. ] The Mad Hatter replied, [Kawakami, the leader of the Jackson Gang is indeed a member of the organization, and...]
[As you guessed, they have indeed prepared more than one pit for you. 】
…………
"As you might guess, this code-named member from Japan is not a simple person. He successfully escaped from the siege of the ghost dogs and gained the trust of the Polish Snow Tree in a very short period of time."
The leader of the Jackson Gang whispered. On his collar, a red-light communicator flashed on and off.
A few seconds later, another male voice came from the headset, as soft as velvet.
"It's that Kashasha's ability to avoid the first test. It seems I have to be more serious... It's a pity that the Polish Snow Tree is not dead. This fool is very lucky."
The leader said: "Now that both of them are in my hands, it is easy to kill the Polish Snow Tree. Do you have any other plans for him, Lord Mojito?"
"Of course there is." Mojito replied, "Poland Xueshu and Kashasha do not intend to fulfill their agreement with your gang. There is no need to send trusted troops over for the deal tomorrow afternoon."
"yes."
"Contact them. You know what to do. When the time comes, take advantage of the chaos and kill the Polish Snow Tree."
…………
Even though the Mad Hatter provided information directly, Kawakami still spent half an hour on the computer.
He wanted to model and obfuscate the accurate information provided by the hackers, so that he could fool Poland Xueshu into acting according to his plan.
[The good news is that when I was dealing with the wound, I had already established my power. Polish Snow Tree is not a strong character like Gin. He is obedient and obedient enough. I have a 90% chance of successfully persuading him. 】
[The bad news is... this guy is too obedient and has no secrets at all. His peripheral members are penetrated like a sieve. 】
[Tsk, our front foot made a plan to attack the Jackson Gang during the handover of weapons, and their back foot knew about it. 】
While "forging" evidence, Kawakami was complaining to the Mad Hatter in his mind.
Perhaps in order not to be caught, the Mojito did not use the organization's internal channels when contacting the leader of the Jackson Gang. Therefore, the Mad Hatter easily hacked into their communications.
It has to be said that this AI is almost a dimensionality reduction blow to all kinds of electronic products... The gray-haired young man thought that in this case, paper materials are safer.
[It seems that the Mojito is behind the Polish Snow Tree and the Jackson Gang. ] The Mad Hatter concluded, [And Mojito really wants the Polish snow tree to die. 】
[Haha, seeing that the boxed package is not working, this guy wants to blame me. ] The gray-haired young man sneered, [If I don't put this guy in the torture chamber in the future, I will definitely be the stupidest one among all Kashasha. 】
[And, compared to taking the blame——]
[I am more inclined to smash the pot directly. 】
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The next day, 3:19 p.m.
The transaction between Poland Snow Tree and the Jackson Gang went on as scheduled. Early that morning, Milian left the slum alone and went to prepare the "goods" the traders needed.
As for his companion Chris——
Chris naturally stayed at the Jackson Gang's headquarters to witness this transaction that was destined to be successful.
They set the handover location in a dark alley not far from the slums, and at the same time, the Jackson Gang would videotape the entire transaction.
The leader of the Jackson Gang looked at the code-named member with a head of messy gray hair, staring at the video screen with a bitter look on his face, looking restless.
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Are you worried about the Polish snow tree, or are you worried about yourself?
Although he is a member of the code name, the leader feels that Kashasha is just a smart young man and the city is not deep. I don’t know why Mr. Mojito values Kashasha so much...
[Is that guy staring at me? Are there flowers on my face? 】Kawakamiji couldn't help but shuddered, "Are you still like Scotland, are you thinking of some outrageous script for me?" 】
[Maybe it’s because you’re a little nervous. ] Mad Hatter guessed.
It wasn't that he was nervous, the gray-haired young man was simply addicted to sugar.
Hell, you can’t buy lemon candies in gangster territory, not even lemon sparkling water! No matter how much he saved, Tsumugi Kawakami still ate the last of his stock this morning, and he has been unhappy to this day.
[This account is recorded in the third branch, and Cointreau and this mojito are finished. ] The gray-haired young man said grimly, [When the time comes, I will blow up the third branch and build a lemon candy factory. 】
In this inexplicably irritable state of mind, Kawakami Tsumugi watched the Polish snow tree appear in the video.
Behind him, several men in black pushed a titanium-white iron box forward slowly. These people should also be peripheral members of the organization.
The Jackson gang showed off the suitcases containing wads of U.S. dollars, and they went up to inspect the goods. Poland Xueshu directed the men to take out the pistols and sniper rifles from the boxes.
As of now, everything is working fine.
Kawakami kept his face low, secretly holding the powerful volatile C709 anesthetic in his pocket - this medicine was not private goods, but something he specifically asked for from the gentleman in the name of job scheduling.
Well, this space is not very closed, and the effect of the medicine is probably average. When the time comes, you can first kidnap the leader, and then...
Although it looked very imitative, the gray-haired young man still saw that the Polish Xueshu in the video winked at his peripheral members.
Just as they were about to attack, another group of uninvited guests interrupted them——
Tear gas was thrown into the dark alley first, and special police in explosion-proof suits rushed in:
"Don't move!! f_b_i!"
