Swallowing the Seas

"Wow——" "Jumped down, jumped down!" "Awesome!"

The video is 28 seconds long and shakes very badly.For the first five seconds, I was only facing the empty building floor from the side, and then I saw two figures jumping down from the eighth floor close to each other. One of them fell directly like a cannonball, and the other smashed several layers of protection. The net and scaffolding rolled straight out for more than ten meters after landing, and stood up staggeringly.

During this process, the photographer kept yelling and yelling, and at the same time ran towards him with his mobile phone, until Wu Yu stood up and came outside the screen of the construction subway, and quickly zoomed in on the camera—I don’t know what mobile phone he used. Looking at such a long distance, Wu Yu's face covered in blood and dust in the screenshot of the video is not blurred at all. As long as you do a little bit of sharpening, it can even be called a high-definition picture.

Immediately Wu Yu stumbled to the other side, the camera was blocked by the construction waste piled up beside the barbed wire fence at the construction site, the photographer sighed regretfully: "Old iron double-click 666 ha! It's not easy to be original, give me some love..."

"F*ck you are paralyzed." Yan Xie cursed in a low voice, and slammed the phone again.

The information technology office of the Nancheng Branch Bureau was as bright as daylight. Lin Hao frowned and stared at his laptop screen that never left his body. He saw rows of densely refreshed fluorescent green text flashing on the dark black website page.Yan Xie took a breath to stabilize his mood, leaned down with one hand propped on the edge of the desk, frowned and said, "What exactly does this mean?"

22:57PM【Name_ArtistCountry_PRCStatus_AlivePoolSize_BTC5.46】

22:58PM【Name_ArtistCountry_PRCStatus_AlivePoolSize_BTC6.18】

23:05PM【Name_ArtistCountry_PRCStatus_AlivePoolSize_BTC7.56】

……

"The Assassination Market 2.0, the famous assassination market on the dark web." Lin Hao paused and said, "The exact description is a crowdfunding assassination market."

Yan Yan was shocked: "This thing is crowdfunding?!"

"Yes. The way this site works is that the administrator will post the name of the person who was assassinated on the list, and all those who want him dead will put bitcoins into the 'death pool' and come up with guesses about the time of the person's death, death All prize money in the pool will go to the user who guesses best.—But you notice a paradox here, who can really predict when another person will die? Only the murderer himself. Therefore, the real The purpose is actually to recruit killers, and every time you see a refresh, someone has added a bargaining chip to buy the head of the artist."

The anonymous network magnifies the worst side of human nature, killing people no longer needs to cost a lot, and one can become one of the murderers among the crowd with only one or two hundred dollars.

Yan Yan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked back suddenly.

Jiang Ting leaned back against the window and smoked without saying a word. Wu Yu sat on the big swivel chair next to him with his head down. They were all wearing medical bandages, and they were wearing large white short-sleeved T-shirts with gauze blood stains faintly visible on the neckline. The dark blue hoodie covered half of their cheeks, leaving only a short straight bridge of the nose and a natural downward slope. silent lips.

"..." Yan Yan thought for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Is there no way to buy the target out of this death pool?"

Lin Hao said: "Yes, you can pay a higher price to the website. But what's the point of that? If someone is really willing to pay for his death, he only needs to put a higher price than you to sell the website. Put the painter back into the death pool, do you think those drug dealers in the Golden Triangle who have been lurking, destroyed, and destroyed the drug transportation routes by the painter can't afford the hundreds of thousands?"

"Then if I raise the price to..."

"It's useless. When the artist is the most valuable, the reward is as high as 108.2409 BTC." Lin Wei interrupted Yan Mo helplessly, and said, "You should be glad that the chips in the death pool are only a few hundred thousand, because the assassination market has now come out. New way to play. Once the crowdfunding exceeds 100 BTC, they will..."

A cold premonition suddenly rose in Yan Mao's heart: "What will happen?"

Lin Hao hesitated to speak, with a very complicated expression, when the door was suddenly pushed open, and Bu Chonghua walked in, wrapped in a cold wind, while talking on his mobile phone: "Okay, I understand, immediately notify the nearby police to ambush, The policemen in the jurisdiction came to escort people. In addition, the Cyberspace Administration of China will inform me at any time if there is any news, and I will go to say hello to Bureau Song later... OK, keep in touch at any time."

"What's the matter?" Lin Hao asked immediately.

"The shooter was a quick shooter nearby. The account IP has been found out, and the original video has been deleted. However, there are too many reposts on Weibo. At present, we can only say hello to the Cyberspace Administration of China to block key words in batches, and manually remove the heat from the background. Search." Bu Chonghua put down his phone, his voice calm and tense: "How is your side?"

"Fortunately, the increase rate has slowed down, and now there are only less than 8 BTC. It may be because the Cyberspace Administration of China has a relatively fast block action in batches, and the video transmission rate is not..."

Lin Hao refreshed casually, followed by a pause.

Bu Chonghua said sensitively, "What's wrong?"

"..."

The weird and inexplicable fluorescence was faintly reflected in Lin Hao's eyes, he seemed to be frozen, even his pupils did not move.

Everyone's eyes fell on the laptop in front of him at the same time, and even Wu Yu raised his head.Bu Chonghua took two steps forward and stood on the other side of the desk, his voice was so soft that he was afraid of waking up from a nightmare: "What happened?"

"..." Lin Hao leaned back in the chair, smiled wryly, "Don't you want to know what will happen if the death pool exceeds 100 BTC?"

Yan Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the latest row of ghostly flashing numbers, and saw that the numbers had been updated within five seconds, and the death pool was impressively displayed——BTC108.2409!

It is exactly the same as the highest prize that the artist was offered a year ago!

"You can see it now."

The webpage automatically opens a new window, and the template seems to be a popular chat room in the 90s. In an instant, rows of anonymous users are added by the system, and the screen scrolls rapidly, with hundreds of lines; the next moment, the screen refresh stops, and the SysAdmin account Appeared, and the group sent out a high-definition sharpened video screenshot——

On the construction site in the center of Jinhai, Wu Yu was dressed disheveledly and in a state of embarrassment, half-kneeling beside a torn corpse, his facial features were clearly discernible.

【SysAdmin:Welcomeeveryonetotodaysauction】

【SysAdmin: ReservepriceBTC108.2409】

【SysAdmin: ANYBID】

The chat room was blank and silent.

"After this amount is exceeded, the system will automatically open a bidding field." Lin Hao looked at the screen, each word was extremely slow and condensed: "The person with the highest bid can designate a killer to take the bid, he can designate the time of death, or It can...determine the way the artist dies."

The office was terribly quiet. Although the lights were brightly lit, the dark night outside the window seemed to flow into the room through the cracks in the windows and doors, drowning everyone's respiratory tract to the top.

Every word of Bu Chonghua seemed to be wrapped in the cold air: "...it was less than 8 bitcoins just now, who raised the price to 108?!"

As if waking up from a dream, Lin Hao immediately started to click on the page just now, and only took a look at it: "It's useless, anonymous, only the winner of the bidding will publish the ID."

Jiang Ting stepped forward and leaned over the computer: "No one has bid yet."

Lin Hao said: "There will be no more bids! The average price of buying a human head on the dark web is only [-] US dollars, how many times has this been doubled?!"

——The person who can afford this amount must be a big drug lord, no one will bid with him again!

In the darkness, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at the square inch of the screen, but the page is blank, and there seems to be an invisible string in the air that is getting tighter and tighter. Finally, the administrator account issued a line of formulaic text——

【BTC108.2409CallingOnce】

【BTC108.2409CallingTwice】

【BTC108.2409LastCall——】

Last Call!

Bu Chonghua turned his head suddenly, meeting Wu Yu's gaze.

Wu Yu looked at him with a pale face. At that moment, he was very similar to the old photos he left in the file when he entered the detention center for 13 years. He was quiet, handsome, and clear-eyed, as if those years of wind, knife, frost, and sword had never existed. , all harm and fear never happened.

Bu Chonghua felt as if he had been punched hard in his heart, and suddenly turned around and reached for the keyboard in front of Lin Hao, but at this moment, the blank screen suddenly moved!

Anonymous buyers participate in the bidding, Bitcoin 200!

At that moment, the oxygen in everyone's lungs was instantly emptied, Lin Hao's eyes turned black, his eardrums roared, and his heart almost stopped beating. It took a long time to squeeze it out from between his teeth: "... Who the hell is this?!"

Yan Yan's voice sounded behind him: "Me."

Lin Hao: "..."

Wu Yu: "..."

Bu Chonghua: "..."

Yan Xie held the phone, turned to look at Wu Yu, and asked cautiously: "You will marry my cousin, right? Article [-] of the Judicial Interpretation of the Marriage Law stipulates that the dowry gift should be refunded, do you know?"

"........." Wu Yu opened his mouth and said weakly, "Huh?"

Lin Hao experienced ups and downs like a roller coaster in just a few minutes, and quickly drank several sips of water before he could barely suppress the heartbeat in his throat: "You...you have to hand over the deposit to the website now, remember to indicate that it is for Buy the painter out of the death pool, otherwise you will suddenly be upgraded to a VIP in the assassination market later, and you will have to explain it to the inspector team later..."

"Wait!" Bu Chonghua stared at the webpage: "It's not over yet!"

Anonymous buyer is bidding again!

There was a loud bang, and the bidding field that had been in a commotion just now exploded like a frying pan, and the latest bid was displayed on the rapidly refreshing screen——Bitcoin 1000!

The bidding directly broke half a billion!

Lin Hao's saliva almost flowed from his stomach to his throat, Jiang Ting's face changed suddenly, Bu Zhonghua suddenly got up, and Yan Yan blurted out a word on the spot: "Fuck!"

Wu Yu pressed Yan Yu's cell phone: "There's no need to compete."

"but you……"

"AssassinationMarket's bidding volume is not that big, and the background system will have restrictions, unless the bidder has management authority." Wu Yu's throat slid up and down violently, and he said hoarsely: "There is only one person in this world who is willing to kill me at any cost. That's all."

Yan Yan: "Who?"

"—Me." The shark looked at the display screen and smiled.

The extended off-road vehicle bumped forward on the dark mountain road, and the front could not be seen. Only the high beams cut into the night like two light knives.Shark closed the bidding field page in a dispirited manner, picked up his mobile phone to open it, and clicked into the video that had been repeated several times again.

"Wow—" "Jumped down, jumped down!" "Awesome!"...

"You once said that when you were invited to the Chinese border a year ago, the 'painter' lurked by your side as a buyer and got along with you for several days." Qin Chuan, who was in the front passenger seat, raised his head from his mobile phone , Glanced at the rearview mirror and asked: "He must have been releasing information about your whereabouts to the police in those few days. Why didn't you find anything wrong from the beginning to the end?"

"...I found out, but I couldn't find out who the undercover agent was." Shark said slowly, "And if you saw the painter at that time...you wouldn't think it was him."

The mobile phone video in the car was still playing. On the construction site, Wu Yu staggered up from the soaring gray smoke, gasping for breath, blood poured from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose, the corners of the lips, and from the white chin drop by drop. The ground under your feet.

He is like a vine plant rising from hell, poking out of the cliff from the abyss, and blooming all over the sky with strange flowers.

……

"Hello, Mr. Phillip, I'm Boss Hu's man, and I'm here to pick you up and your convoy to cross the border." The young man was fair-skinned and black-haired. He spoke clearly, swiftly, and politely. Smiling, he took two quick steps and reached out to hold his hand tightly. The white shirt and black trousers perfectly outlined his svelte figure, "In the next few days, I will personally protect your safety."

In the confinement room of the border casino, the Burmese boy on the ground was beaten into a shapeless shape. The young man’s white shirt had two buttons loose, and the toe of his leather shoe was condescendingly pressed against the boy’s face. Who released the whereabouts of Mr. Phillip to the casino, and what did you do when you were on duty?"

Ma Zai snotted his nose and tears, and let out an indistinct wail, struggling desperately to beg for mercy.

The young man drooped his crow-wing eyelashes, and there seemed to be a bit of gentle regret in his eyes, and then he suddenly exerted force under his feet, and trampled on one of Ma Zai's eyeballs amidst a terrifying scream!

……

"Are you asking about the future? Of course, I am lucky to be able to work for a boss like you." The young man put his elbows on the balcony railing, exhaled a puff of smoke into the night sky, and the bright stars all over the sky were reflected in his smiling eyes: "But I was born in Shan State, and I owe my life to my boss. If I accept your invitation and abandon my boss, wouldn't it be ungrateful?..."

Shark closed his eyes in front of the video. At that moment, he seemed to see the scene that had been imprinted countless times in his memory—the floor-to-ceiling windows on the sixteenth floor burst suddenly, and a figure wrapped in broken glass filled the sky, smashing down several awnings, and the cold light The moment was right in front of him; at that moment he was indeed terrified, but when the fear ruled all his senses, there was another thrill of excitement transmitted from the nerve endings to his brain.

Shark has been somewhat idealistic since he founded the Mariana Trench. He knows that it is a sense of fate that arises spontaneously because of extreme hostility, "I finally waited for you".

"Although I feel that you spend money in your own bidding field, it feels a bit out of your left pocket and in your right pocket...but you won." Qin Chuan stared at the phone screen, his tone was a little hard to explain: "It's up to you to choose the killer to take the bid. "

"Accept the bid?"

Qin Chuan turned his head in surprise, and saw Shark leaning on the back seat and raising his eyebrows in the swaying carriage late at night, propping his cheek with one hand, and turning on the front camera of the computer with the other hand, the flash light hit his smiling blue face immediately. on the eyes.

Then he pressed the start button, and said to the camera like a spring breeze:

"I haven't seen you for a year, painter, I hope you are all well."

Qin Chuan said almost silently, "Oh my god!"

"When you see this video, you must have already guessed who the bidder is. However, don't worry, I don't want to appoint a killer to shoot you from the back, or use some cruel and perverted methods to cut you up and down; I just I wanted to say hello to you friendly."

The smiling face of a shark suddenly cut into the sky above the much-anticipated bidding field, followed by the homepage of TheAssassinationMarket website, the Diablo Wiki, and the Mariana Trench; countless people living in dark corners in this world stopped their mouse at the same time and stared at the computer. Eye.

In the Nancheng branch office, Wu Yu's eyes under the hoodie seemed to freeze, staring at the live video motionlessly.

"I'm really glad that you're still alive, and that the show that only belongs to you and me is not over yet."

One of the biggest bosses on the dark web, a well-known drug lord in North America, approached the camera with a smile, as if through the screen, he once again saw the young man’s eyes reflecting the starry sky:

"Besides, 'Painter', there's a question I've been meaning to ask you—"

"If you put aside your duty and name as a policeman, if you put aside your so-called belief and loyalty, if you are still alone now; would you dare to reappear and stand in front of me like you did back then?"