Swallowing the Seas

Beep beep!

In the network office of the technical team of the Nancheng Public Security Bureau, the clock on the wall was pointing to seven o'clock. Lin Hao just got up and was about to pack his things and go home when he suddenly heard a notification sound from the computer. Pages - Mariana Trench Network.

【ShopbyCategory】-【Drugs】-【NewRegisteredSeller】-【PRCBlueFentanyl】

- blue gold!

Lin Hao fixed his eyes on the list of newly-launched blue and gold sellers on the homepage of the website, and slowly leaned back in his chair for a long time with a gloomy expression.

The notification sound is a small program he implanted on the Mariana Trench website. Whenever the website has a new fentanyl compound zone "Blue Gold" on the shelves, it will send him an email reminder.After the death of Spade K, the Mariana Trench once lost a stable supply of blue gold, but just recently, the website suddenly started to launch a group of small-scale blue gold retailers one after another. Grams or even a few grams, but the seller's address is in mainland China!

What made these "demolitions" come into contact with the dark web?

Who put them on the shark's line? !

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Hao turned his head abruptly, and shut down the computer subconsciously, only to see that Bu Chonghua had come behind him at some point, standing in the shadow by the window frame.

There were very few technical teams on duty on Saturday, and the big office had already left.The setting sun was burning outside the window, casting golden and red rectangles on the ground through the panes. Half of Bu Chonghua's face was bathed in the afterglow like golden water, while the other half was hidden in the darkness, with a cold glow in his eyes.

"...It's nothing." Lin Hao stood up to meet this gaze, and immediately recovered his usual gentle smile: "—Why did the Bu detachment come to the bureau at this time, there is a case?"

Bu Chonghua stared at him, "You don't know about the kidnapping case at Wuqiao Sub-bureau?"

"Kidnapping?"

"Wan Changwen's daughter and grandson were kidnapped. The kidnappers extorted 44 yuan. The city is mobilizing a large number of police forces to assist in the investigation."

Indeed, for a while, Lin Hao's expression was very surprised, and then he suddenly reacted: "Isn't that detachment..."

"Yes, I was asked to avoid it according to the regulations, and I came back to get something."

People on this entire floor probably left one after another, and the inside and outside of the big office were so quiet that it became empty.From the direction of the stairs outside, the footsteps of someone coming down the stairs to go home gradually drifted away in twos and threes, and finally disappeared at the end of the corridor in the distance.

Bu Chonghua looked past Lin Hao, and glanced at the laptop on the desktop that he never left: "I didn't expect Lin Ke to pay attention to the Mariana Trench network."

Lin Hao said, "It's all necessary for work."

"Just because of work?"

"...There must be work reasons and personal interests." Lin Hao smiled and said, "I have been particularly interested in network technology since I was a child."

Bu Chonghua nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly seemed to think of something: "Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered the predecessor of the Mariana Trench Network."

"Silk Road?"

Silk Road, the first generation of super e-commerce in the dark web, once the world's largest bitcoin trader, was created by Ross Ulbricht with the account of "DreadPirateRoberts" - that is, "Dread Pirate Roberts".This website is the initial version of the Mariana Trench. It mainly sells drugs, viruses, arms, counterfeit banknotes, pornographic videos, fake credit card information and jailbreak electronics. The total transaction volume of the website is as high as 12 billion US dollars. predators.

"It is said that on the afternoon when Ross Ulbricht was arrested by the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security, all the agents were on the verge of an enemy, not because he kept a private armed group like a shark, but because he gave himself His laptop has a program, as long as the computer is closed, all the dark web login information will be cleared in an instant, and the top network security experts will no longer be able to perform data recovery, which means that there is no longer any evidence to accuse him of being a 'horror' Pirate Roberts' this dark web ID."

"So the key to this arrest was to catch Ross Ulbricht when he was on the dark web, and never give him the opportunity to close his computer. To do this, several agents managed to Sneaked behind him when he logged on to the dark web, impromptuly acting out a scene of a couple's quarrel, the moment Ross Ulbricht was frightened and turned around, a female agent flew up and snatched away the cuff he was about to close. computer."

Bu Chonghua put one hand on the back of Lin Hao's chair, and the two stood facing each other, the surroundings were eerily quiet.

"If Ross Ulbricht closed his laptop faster, even if it was only 0.1 seconds faster, maybe the 'Silk Road' would not be besieged by the US government, the 'Mariana Trench' would not be born, and the sharks would not Send Arthur Hodgson to Burma, and the painter could return from the border ten years ago, and you and I won't be standing here like this today." Bu Chonghua gestured between the two of them, as if Feeling very interesting, he said: "I don't have any other meaning when I say this, it's just what I feel when I see Lin Ke."

Lin Hao's back was facing the desk, and the closed laptop was quietly placed on the table, the metallic edge was next to the hem of his shirt.

It took him a long time to say "Oh?" "Really? It's very interesting."

Bu Chonghua smiled politely, turned and walked towards his office.

——But at this moment, Lin Hao's voice suddenly came from behind: "Infantry detachment, do you know another interesting thing that happened when Ross Ulbricht was captured?"

Bu Chonghua stopped slightly.

"In order to catch this dark web giant, legendary agent Carl Folt of the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration used various disguises to go undercover to Ross Ulbricht, and then cooperated with the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security to destroy the entire Silk Road Road Group. After the drug lord was arrested, this legendary undercover agent became a sensational hero, but soon, the FBI investigation found that he obtained a huge amount of black money worth millions of dollars by using the drug business he came into contact with when he was an undercover agent." Lin Hao looked at Looking at Bu Chonghua's back, he said coldly: "Look, the boundary between a hero and a prisoner is so close, so close that sometimes even a medal can't fit in, isn't it?"

"..."

Bu Chonghua finally turned around and looked back at him calmly, "I've heard of this story, so do you also feel it?"

Lin Xing said politely: "Not really. I just saw that the Bu detachment seems to have changed their words and actions during this period of time. I guess you are probably not in a good mood, just speak out to brighten the atmosphere."

"Anyone who gets sent to the Disciplinary Committee won't be in a good mood after he comes out," Bu Chonghua raised his eyebrows, and said casually, "I'm just an ordinary person with a little temper."

Lin Hao's complexion changed a bit, the air was so tense in the silence that it was about to explode, but Bu Chonghua nodded, turned and walked back to his office.

When the door was closed behind his back with a bang, Bu Chonghua pulled the office chair and sat down, brushing his hair back with his fingers, staring up at the black computer screen, and looking at his own blurred reflection.

If anyone saw his face at this moment, he would be shocked by the expression that was completely different from usual, and even wonder if he had read it wrong.

No way, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

This is not what Wu Yu would like.

Bu Chonghua opened his eyes, took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, opened it, took out one, lit it between his teeth, but did not smoke it, put it on the side to let it ignite, then turned on the computer to connect to the onion server, skillfully Log on to the dark web, open the dark web website address index of Dark Wiki, just about to enter the Mariana Trench from the link, but Lin Hao's cold voice suddenly sounded in his ear:

"After the drug lord was caught, this legendary undercover agent became a sensational hero, and sometimes the distance between the hero and the prisoner was so close that even a medal couldn't fit in..."

"Have you heard the story about the dragon-slaying hero, Bu Detachment?"

In that moment of distraction, Bu Chonghua stopped his finger on the mouse, his eyes paused unconsciously for a moment, and suddenly saw a few lines under the Mariana Trench link, and there was a row of Chinese in the densely packed website index—tea horse ancient road.

Ranked among the top ten in the world, the largest transaction volume in Asia, the only dark web e-commerce platform in Southeast Asia that can compete with sharks, and the only darknet e-commerce platform that supports Chinese.

Bu Chonghua narrowed his eyes slightly in the rising smoke, moved his mouse slightly down from the row of links in the Mariana Trench, and clicked on this Chinese website——

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound, and his personal mobile phone on the table vibrated, showing a new message from Wu Yu:

[The kidnapping case has progressed, and the man in costume captured the kidnapper. 】

Bu Chonghua's complexion changed slightly. Just as he picked up the phone, the second message came one after another:

[I have something to tell you. 】

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"It's okay for you to take pictures of a man, why do you make the picture like that?!"

"I, I, we just PPPP casually..."

"You fucking thin face! This soft light! This color contact lenses, big eyes and long legs! This 1800-layer filter!! Fuck you even add lipstick highlight effects to yourself?! You touch your conscience, it won't hurt Is it?!"

"I, I, I, I know I made a mistake, I won't dare to do it next time..."

"You know? Do you know where you went wrong? Tell me where you went wrong?!"

In a residential building in Wuqiao District, Jinhai City, technical investigators stared at the computer nervously, and criminal policeman Wu Yang Wu Yang crowded the room.Yang Chengdong held a SLR camera and blocked the man in ancient costume... the man in Hanfu in the corner of the room. Compared with the real person and the photo, the latter almost turned Li Ronghao into Rainie Yang. He was trembling and squatting on the ground at the moment, and he was about to cry .

That's right, didn't he just P a picture, and then deleted the original picture after P, what did he do wrong to recruit the criminal police from the Public Security Bureau in this room? !

"Deputy Yang!" The Technical Detective suddenly stood up, "The original film has been restored, come and watch it!"

Yang Chengdong turned around and threw himself in front of the computer, only to see that after technical processing, the background of the photo that was erased during the PS process was finally displayed in front of everyone, and there was a sanitation worker wearing an orange vest in the distance—the kidnapper!

"Do you have a positive face? Do you have a positive face?"

"No," the technical detective quickly flipped through the pictures frame by frame, very embarrassed: "These are the clearest photos. Here, the sideways and back are photographed at close range. Both hands, waist, legs and feet are there, but the kidnapper is wearing a straw hat. And masks, facial features cannot be recognized at all.”

Yang Chengdong got up and wiped his face vigorously: "Fuck!"

On the other side, Wu Yu leaned over and stood in front of the laptop, enlarged the photo of the kidnapper on the picture, and observed it for a long time with frowns.

"Hey, did Police Officer Xiao Wu find out?" Technical Detective asked casually.

"...Well." Wu Yu flipped through a few more photos, and replied vaguely: "It seems to be nothing."

Ji Detective didn't take it seriously, and after he finished looking at the screen carefully, he took back his computer.

The room was extremely chaotic. Liao Gang was calling the criminal police guarding Tao's house to inquire about the situation. Yang Chengdong grabbed the boy and yelled at him to recall the details of the scene. Only then did the boy know that he was involved in the kidnapping case, which scared several criminal police officers. They failed to drag him out of the corner... Wu Yu stepped back a few steps, stood in front of the window, looked at the noisy people in the room, and seemed to want to say something.

But then, he looked at the anxious, nervous, and striding dark blue uniforms, and slowly closed his lips again. After a moment of hesitation, he took out his mobile phone and sent two WeChat messages to Bu Chonghua.

——Almost as soon as it showed that the sending was successful, the next second the phone rang, and the caller's number showed Bu Chonghua, and he asked straightforwardly, "What do you want to tell me?"

Wu Yu turned around and looked out the window, half of his face was vaguely reflected in the glass, his voice was soft and hesitant: "...I saw the kidnapper they photographed, although the other party didn't show his face..."

Bu Chonghua interrupted him: "Did you see something?"

"I think……"

"Don't tell me, I won't listen."

Wu Yu stopped suddenly, there was dead silence on both ends of the phone, and the chaotic roaring and roaring footsteps behind him suddenly became extraordinarily loud.

"What did I say, Wu Yu?" After a long time, Bu Chonghua's gloomy voice finally rang out again, and every word directly shook his eardrums: "Sooner or later, you must become a policeman who can act on your own, act resolutely and prohibit orders , become the focus of all eyes, and even become the leader and backbone of others. Everyone will know what kind of outstanding feats you have when they mention your name. They must respect you to the same extent as those drug dealers fear you, otherwise Did you climb up from hell to fall back down?"

"I……"

"They can't leave you alone forever, and dragons know that the sharpest edge must be destroyed first, so you have to be the one holding the knife."

Wu Yu's throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak a word.

"Turn on the playback." Bu Chonghua ordered in a deep voice, "No matter what you see from the photos, whether it's right or wrong, go back and tell everyone now, I'm listening on the phone."

Wu Yu firmly pressed one hand on the aluminum alloy window sill, the knuckles of the slender five fingers turned white.

"Turn on the playback," he heard Bu Chonghua on the other side slow down, "I'll be here with you."

Wu Yu lowered his head deeply, pressing his head against the hard glass window, as if something was burning in his throat.Bu Chonghua's steady and depressing breathing came from the phone. After a long while, Wu Yu finally put down the phone and turned on the speaker, and turned to face the noisy and busy room. His voice was a little hoarse:

"I think the kidnapper was a guitar player."

First, the technical detective closest to him, then Liao Gang, Yang Chengdong, and then the criminal policemen of the Wuqiao Detachment.

Everyone gradually quieted down and looked at Wu Yu. Liao Gang subconsciously popped out in doubt: "...Xiao Wu?"

Yang Chengdong asked: "What is the basis?"

Facing the gaze of so many criminal policemen still made Wu Yu feel tense, but he only looked away slightly on the surface, and pointed to the computer in front of the technical detective, "Picture 3."

Yang Chengdong gave a wink, and the technical detective immediately opened the third original film that had just been restored and sharpened, and saw the left half of the kidnapper's back on the right side of the image, with his left hand hanging naturally by his side without wearing a rubber glove.

"The shape of the kidnapper's left hand is different from that of ordinary people. The tips of the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger are very flat. There are faint white skin marks on the tip of the ring finger of the middle finger, which is the mark formed after the cuticle was torn off. There are blisters on the belly of the finger under the callus of the middle finger. It is because the guitarist’s fingertips are hard to avoid lateral friction with the strings during the process of sliding and hitting the strings, especially the fingertips of guitar players who play lead vocals are usually flat, and finger-playing guitars are more likely to form calluses and blisters on this part.”

"Wait, wait," Yang Chengdong's thinking was very sharp, and he immediately began to criticize: "Then playing the guzheng also makes cocoons? What about the piano?"

Wu Yu said: "You're right, but the guzheng has fake nails to pluck the strings, and the real nails only pluck the silk strings. The affordability of the silk strings at least shows that the economic conditions are relatively good, and ordinary families will not be targeted for kidnapping and blackmail. The piano is the same as the silk strings. It is not affordable for ordinary people, and when the keys are struck, the calluses will be more inclined to the nail crevices, which will cause cracks but no blisters."

There was a lot of discussion in the room, Yang Chengdong subconsciously imitated the movement of playing the piano, and then looked at his fingertips.

"The most important thing is that if you turn the picture backwards, you can zoom in on the lower corner of picture 6 and you can see the back of the kidnapper's right hand." Wu Yu paused, and the technical detective immediately turned the picture a few frames, "It's completely bald with the left hand." On the contrary, the right hand left about 2 to 3 mm of nails. This is because real nails have a better effect on plucking bass strings, and the overtones are larger. It is also more convenient to strum the strings in fast-paced tracks. internal features."

Everyone in the room looked at each other, Yang Chengdong stepped forward and snatched the mouse, flipped through several pictures, and beckoned to his subordinates: "Is there one of the new interns in our team who learns guitar?"

"Yes, Xiao Zhao!"

"Let him take a photo with both hands and send it."

His subordinates rushed out to make a phone call, and soon received the pictures taken and sent by the interns. Yang Chengdong pulled out his mobile phone and compared it with the computer screen.

The room was silent, no one made a sound.

After a long time, Yang Chengdong finally looked at Wu Yu: "...how did you know that, don't you also play the guitar?"

"——How do you know that Ma Boy is an impostor during the day?" The shark's voice rang in his ears in a trance, as indistinct as it was through deep water.

Wu Yu stood in the focus of the eyes of everyone in the room, with one hand propped on the window sill behind him, his back to the light, hesitant to speak.

"His index and middle fingers are too yellow." He heard his own voice with a three-point smile, "Powder eaters tend to fall into a semi-sleep state after smoking the goods, and the tin foil may burn their fingers in the long run. Huang, this is the first one. Second, the boys were very nervous when they were interrogated, but his pupils turned slower than ordinary people, which should be the reason why he hasn’t recovered from the fan just now. That casino can enter the VIP room Mazi is not allowed to touch fans, so I think he is most likely to impersonate, and he was wrong in the first trial."

There was a cool breeze on the terrace at night, Shark turned his head and looked him up and down, with a bit of consternation on his face.

"...This kind of place can produce people of your quality." After a long time, a smile slowly emerged from the big drug lord's eyes, which seemed to carry a lot of deep meaning: "Your boss must value you very much, right?"

"You're overrated." Wu Yu lowered his eyes and flicked the ashes, looking young, gentle and polite under the starlight, and said with a smile: "In our business, we rely on our eyes for food. I just like to think about people when I have nothing to do."

Wu Yu raised his head, but he didn't look at the policemen in the room. He looked at the ground and smiled self-deprecatingly:

"I just like to think about people for nothing."