Chapter 470 Luring the Tiger Away from the Mountain (Part 1)

Xing Baohua saw that they were all busy and didn't say anything to disturb them.

Back at his computer, he sent another message to Suya, asking if they should continue the tea party this afternoon or discuss other topics.

After waiting a while, Su Ya replied to the message, saying, "Are you all visiting HKU? And also, please extend your greetings to the mainland students studying at HKU."

Those financial experts and professors who came to Hong Kong probably won't dare to speak casually this time.

well!

Forget it, I'll just keep this to myself.

Because he has a certain prestige in the electronics field, even with his mediocre knowledge, he is considered an expert by many people, and what he says is equivalent to listening to an expert.

And the result? Just like that…

Xing Baohua recalls a famous figure, Feynman, a Nobel laureate in physics, who once told a Chinese-American Nobel laureate in physics: "Don't think you've become an expert just because you've won a prize."

True experts dare not call themselves specialists, which shows how cautious they are.

Next, Xing Baohua had a lot to do, including painstakingly logging into his dedicated hacker task email using a botnet.

Analyze the email address that gave him the task.

The first address was in West Germany. Without a doubt, it was posted by a botnet. Further investigation yielded no results. Xing Baohua didn't dare to check the email server either, knowing it would be fraught with traps.

He doesn't yet have a good solution for the email server.

The guard responsible for monitoring the server room sent a message to Xing Baohua, saying that a few people appeared to be inspecting the server.

Xing Baohua slid over in a chair to look at the figures appearing on the monitor.

Three people in white lab coats, holding notebooks or similar items, were checking the indicator lights on the hard drive enclosure.

Two people kept turning their heads and looking around, which didn't seem like they were checking the machine at all. This shifty look was probably because they were wary of someone coming!

Besides, I don't know these three people! How did they get in?

Regardless of whether they're checking the machines or their own people, arrest them first and then tell the guards to take them to the small service office.

When he left the new office, he told the others that if he couldn't get back before the end of the workday, he should arrange for someone to be on duty, and the others should leave on time.

After giving his instructions, he led a few guards straight to the switchboard room. The straight-line distance was very short, but coming from the outside required going around for more than 400 to 500 meters.

Xing Baohua had his guard take the person to his old office. When he arrived, the guard told him that a computer room employee had been found unconscious in the storage room of the computer room.

Those three were the ones who came in with the access card for the unconscious employee.

Xing Baohua walked into the small office and saw the three people who had been tied up with ropes writhing on the ground, making muffled noises with something stuffed in their mouths.

"Let them speak," Xing Baohua instructed.

As soon as the guards removed the contents from the three men's mouths, one of them shouted, "I know you! You're Xing Baohua, the self-proclaimed richest man in Asia. You're illegally detaining us! I'm going to sue you and let the whole world know..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xing Baohua's bodyguard kicked him in the mouth, and he passed out without even uttering a sound. His mouth was covered in blood; he'd probably lost several of his front teeth.

His lips swelled up at a visible speed, like sausages hanging from them.

The kick he had just delivered startled the other two struggling men. Xing Baohua said to them, "I won't ask who you are, just tell me why you're here and who sent you."

“Ah Zai sent us, we don’t know anything else! We were arrested as soon as we came in, we don’t know anything!” one of them cried out loudly, as if he was frightened.

"You probably already know who I am. Tell me the truth and you'll live. If you don't, you'll be drowned tonight. I, Xing, mean what I say. Don't think you can accuse me of murder just because you're dead. I can easily get many of my henchmen to take the blame for me. You'll die for nothing and won't get a single penny. Tell me the truth: who sent you here? If the information is useful, you'll each receive one million Hong Kong dollars. With my money, you can go wherever you want."

Xing Baohua, smoking a cigarette, sat cross-legged in his old office chair and spoke to the other two in a domineering manner.

"Really, Mr. Xing, we really don't know. Why don't you wake up Ah Zai and ask him, ask him!" Probably intimidated by Xing Baohua's domineering tone just now, the other party's voice had become sharp and broken.

A sudden shrill sound in a narrow room is indeed bad for the ears. Xing Baohua looked at the other person and said, "Since you don't know, then it's useless."

As he said this, he looked at his men on both sides, as if speaking to his own men: "Put those two in sacks and leave them in the storeroom until tonight to load them onto the ship and take them to international waters."

When Xing Baohua's men were about to come up and drag him out, one of them shouted, "Mr. Xing, I'll talk, I'll talk!"

Xing Baohua waved his hand and put them back on the ground.

“I had a phone in my pocket, and Ah-zai also had a phone and a pager. We came here based on the information on the phone and pager. We really don’t know who’s behind this. They just told us to find a switch, and if we turned it on, they would give each of us HK$100,000. That’s true.”

Xing Baohua pointed at the man with sausage lips and asked, "His name is Azai. Are you friends or business partners in some other way?"

“We’re all street thugs, we usually just park cars for others.”

"Has anyone told you what kind of switch it is?" Xing Baohua continued to ask.

“Ah-zai knows, he seems to have seen the photo. He said he was looking for a power strip box, about the size of a suitcase.”

Xing Baohua remained expressionless, but inwardly he was in turmoil, wondering if the mole in his company knew too much.

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