The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

I scanned the QR code on the card handed to me by Gina, and a website page with a simple layout quickly jumped to the screen of my phone.

The website has a minimalist design and lists a series of charges, with prices clearly marked for each service.

As I scrolled down the page, I finally understood Gina’s true identity—she was a private detective affiliated with a detective agency in Singapore.

The website's introduction to this detective company is quite simple, without too many fancy descriptions, but directly lists the service content and corresponding fees.

A variety of transfer options are available on the payment page, including remittance information from Citibank and UBS, as well as a Bitcoin wallet address and account numbers from several other banks, demonstrating the international nature and diverse payment methods of the services Gina offers.

Judging from this price list, Gina’s service charges are quite reasonable, with the cost of investigation services ranging from one thousand to five thousand dollars.

This means that she had previously promised to help me investigate why the mysterious man in the trench coat was staring at me, and the fee was only one or two thousand dollars at most.

As I was poring over the website on my phone, I looked up and looked around, only to find that the man in the trench coat had disappeared.

I stood up and looked around every corner, hoping to find that person again, but he seemed to have evaporated, leaving no trace.

The occurrence of all this made me more alert, and at the same time I had a glimmer of hope for the help Gina could provide.

If she can find out the true identity of the man in the trench coat, maybe I can solve the mystery of why I'm being followed.

I decided to ask Gina in detail about the progress of her investigation when I met with her later, and was prepared to pay for her services in the hope of getting some valuable information as soon as possible.

Forty minutes later, Gina returned as scheduled.

She looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then motioned for me to follow her.

Following a winding path along the deck, she leads me to a guest room—apparently her temporary home.

The layout of the room is simple and orderly, and the sound of the waves outside the window seems to have become softer.

Gina turned to face me: "Please give me your phone."

My heart tightened and I hesitated involuntarily.

She seemed to notice my hesitation, raised her eyebrows, and changed the question: "Do you have an email address?"

I nodded and gave her my email address.

She immediately took out her phone, pressed it a few times quickly, and then said softly: "I have sent the information to your email, take a look."

The curiosity in my heart overcame the hesitation, I took out my phone and quickly opened my email.

The attachment in the email was a pdf file. I clicked on it and my eyes were immediately attracted to the personal information in the file.

The information described in detail the information of the man in the trench coat just now: Zhang Tianhua, an important figure in the Malaysian clandestine party, one of the red flower double rollers in Yixing Company, nicknamed 'Shura'.

Gina crossed her arms and stared at me deeply, as if she wanted to read more information from my reaction: "Who did you offend? How could you be targeted by such a person?"

Instead of answering her question directly, I asked another question: "So, this person is a killer?"

A faint smile appeared on Gina's lips: "You can say that. However, if you can let him take action personally, your opponent will not be easy."

She smiled easily and continued: "Mr. Yang, it seems you need a private bodyguard."

I pondered for a moment and asked tentatively: "What are your charges?"

Gina explained: "Different levels of protection have different charges. In a situation like yours, if you are targeted by someone from a secret society, you will need at least three to four bodyguards. A rough estimate is that the cost per day is about 10,000 US dollars. .”

I couldn't help but frown slightly: "So expensive?"

She replied lightly: "Considering your situation, this is a quite reasonable price. Besides, you are lucky. We just completed a mission and are preparing to return to Singapore."

At this time, I finally understood the real reason why Gina had approached me before.

It turned out that I had become her potential customer from the very beginning, and she wanted to take another order on her way back.

I didn't expect that even though I was careful along the way, I would eventually be watched.

This made me realize that I might have underestimated the power of a fatwa posted on the dark web.

Maybe I misunderstood the value of one million dollars.

As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food, and this is absolutely true.

In this case, I knew I needed to be a little more cautious.

"My destination is Thailand. If I hire your company's bodyguards to escort me there, how much will the total cost be?" I asked Gina directly.

Gina showed a confident smile: "Mr. Yang, please give me a moment and I will calculate it."

She walked to the table nearby and sat down, opened the laptop on the table, and started typing on the keyboard quickly.

After a moment, she stopped and looked directly at me: "Considering our current special situation on the cruise ship and the other party's background as a secret party, our quotation is one hundred thousand US dollars to ensure that you are safely transported to Thailand."

I was a little surprised: "Didn't you just say it's 10,000 US dollars a day? It doesn't take ten days to get to Thailand from this ship."

Gina, still smiling, explained: "These are two different services. Now you want us to ensure that you arrive in Thailand safely, which is completely different from just providing temporary protection."

"How can I be sure that you can keep me safe?" I asked.

Gina confidently turned her laptop screen to me: "Please see this is our staffing for this mission. Our last mission was to protect an important dignitary, so our protection team is top-notch professional. This is why That’s why the cost will be one hundred thousand dollars…”

I observed the series of English words on the screen with concern and frowned: "Do you have a Chinese version?"

"Of course." Gina quickly adjusted the settings and showed me the Chinese version.

"Three Kashgar bodyguards, plus a private detective and an assistant." Gina added with a smile, "One hundred thousand US dollars, absolutely worth it."

"Private detective? Assistant?" I felt a little confused. "Does your company really have so many human resources?"

Gina smiled even brighter: "Actually, my main occupation is a private detective, and I also work as an assistant."

These words made me dumbfounded.

But considering the current situation, maybe finding a few bodyguards is also a good choice.