Chapter 699: Professional, Too Professional
The scene inside the house once again surprised him - it was very spacious, in stark contrast to the narrow corridor outside.
The interior decoration style is very technological and futuristic, and the overall color tone is mainly cold gray and dark blue.
In the center of the room was a huge LCD screen that took up almost the entire wall, emitting a dim blue light.
Below the screen, there were two long rows of work desks arranged in an arc on the left and right sides. At least a dozen high-end computer monitors were densely placed on the desks, and various data streams and windows that he could not understand were scrolling rapidly on the screens.
In addition, there are some electronic devices with strange shapes and flashing indicator lights of various colors. They are models he has never seen before and they have a very high-tech feel.
A dozen men and women in uniform black suits were sitting in front of computers, their fingers tapping on the keyboards rapidly, making a dense and regular "crackling" sound.
They looked focused, their eyes fixed on the screen, and they didn't react at all to the people who came in, as if they were immersed in their own digital world.
At first glance, people who don’t know the inside story might think this is a technology company.
But the men in the maintenance department knew that since they were black gloves, their main business must be murder and arson.
After he entered the room, he glanced around briefly and then turned his gaze to the figure standing in the middle of the room with his back to him.
He was an unusually tall man, estimated to be nearly two meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back. Just by standing there, he naturally exuded a sense of oppression like a mountain, making the air in the entire room seem a little heavier.
The man from the maintenance department took a deep breath of cold air, tried to make his voice sound steady, and said:
"We should talk on the phone, I'm..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted swiftly. The other party turned around, revealing a face that was also expressionless:
"Don't tell me who you are, and I won't tell you who I am.
Names and identities are meaningless here and have nothing to do with the 'business' we are about to conduct."
He stretched out his large palm-leaf fan-like hand and spread it in front of the man from the maintenance department:
"Give me your business card!"
The man from the maintenance department was intimidated by the other party's momentum, and most of the anger that had been pent up along the way and the pitiful sense of superiority of an official were instantly released.
He could clearly feel that in the shadows on both sides of the door behind him, there were two undisguised murderous intentions firmly locked around him.
He had no doubt that if he made any unusual movement or said "no" at this moment, he might be killed in the next second.
Whose blood do you think it is?
The man from the maintenance department obediently took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to the other party.
The tall man took the business card without even looking at it, and handed it to a young woman wearing headphones sitting at the desk next to him.
The woman took the business card and deftly inserted it into the card slot of a device similar to a card reader but with a more complex structure.
The indicator light on the device immediately lit up with a faint blue glow. After about three seconds, the light turned green and a slight "beep" sounded.
Then, the woman took the business card out of the card slot again, but instead of handing it back to the man in the maintenance department, she rubbed it lightly with her thumb and index finger.
There was a "crack" sound similar to that of a circuit board breaking, and the white business card turned into countless tiny fragments and powder.
The man in the maintenance department's heart skipped a beat, almost jumping out of his throat.
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind - was there something wrong with the business card? Did the verification fail? Did Commissioner Zheng give him a fake one?
Fortunately, the two-meter-tall man said calmly in a calm tone:
"Okay, verification passed. Now, let's talk business. According to our previous agreement, we can help you with something. Please tell me."
The man from the maintenance department: “…..” He was almost scared to death.
He was still a little confused, but when he looked at the destroyed business cards, he seemed to realize that this group of people did not seem to be the congressman's black gloves.
At least, it's not just a black glove.
He let out a breath, not thinking too much, and said his purpose:
"I need you to help me secretly capture someone and then, according to my requirements, interrogate him to get the confession I need."
The tall man shook his head and said:
“Those are two different things.”
The man from the maintenance department frowned slightly and changed his tone:
"Then just capture the person. The requirement is that it must be done in secret, no one can see, and the person must be alive and able to speak."
The tall man nodded, approving this single task:
"Okay. Who's the target?"
The man from the maintenance department finally showed a smile on his face, and spit out a name in a cold voice:
"Feng Mu, I'm just a small prison guard in the Second Prison. If this matter didn't need to be kept secret and I didn't have anyone I could trust, there would be no need for me to come to you.
After all, dealing with such a small character is not difficult at all."
The man in the maintenance department now felt that it was a real loss to do such a small thing in exchange for a business card.
He highly doubted that Commissioner Zheng probably didn't know that the business card he gave him would be a one-time use, otherwise, he wouldn't let him use it for such a trivial matter.
Unfortunately, the business card had already been destroyed in front of him, so it was too late to say anything. He could only console himself by thinking it was a case of using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, just to be sure there was no chance of error.
The tall man had no expression on his face. He didn't respond to the man from the maintenance department. Instead, he turned to his subordinates in front of the computer and gave them an order:
"Start the target assessment process and assess the target's danger level!"
“Crackle—”
The fingers of several operators on the right turned into afterimages on the mechanical keyboard, and the tapping sound was like a sudden rain.
The huge screen in the center of the room was activated and switched to a dazzling, fast-scrolling data stream interface.
You can see lines of complex code, instructions and query statements being entered at a rapid speed and connected to different databases.
Although the man in the maintenance department did not have much advanced computer knowledge, he stared at the screen and, combined with the operators' quick and low conversations, could roughly tell that these people were hacking into the archive system of the Ninth District Executive Government, the internal system of the Second Prison, the medical record systems of major hospitals, and so on.
His mouth opened slightly unconsciously, even though he wanted to complain in his heart:
"Isn't it a bit too much to make such a big fuss about a mere prison guard?"
But he also had to admit that the professional ability displayed by this group of people was indeed astonishing.
At least under the operation of these people, the firewalls of various systems in District 9 were like paper and were easily penetrated and invaded, and a large amount of data was quietly retrieved and analyzed.
Instantly, the large screen began to display various recorded information about "Feng Mu" in sections:
Educational archives section:
It displays Feng Mu's school archival information, including test scores, physical fitness assessments, teacher comments, etc. from elementary education to advanced training.
The data shows that his academic performance is mediocre, his martial arts foundation is rated as "inferior", and his overall evaluation is low.
Prison Block:
It shows Feng Mu’s employment registration information after entering the Second Prison, including the time of employment, position, rank, and most importantly - his strength was registered as "third rank".
Medical Records Block:
The records show Feng Mu's visits to various hospitals, including the number of times he visited, the causes of his illnesses, and his treatments. The records indicate he is in average health, with no history of major illnesses or injuries.
Other information blocks:
It shows that Feng Mu joined a folk martial arts group called [Douqiong Martial Arts School], as well as the reporting records to the relevant martial arts associations.
All of this information was dug out and integrated by these people from various seemingly unrelated corners in just ten minutes.
After quickly analyzing the information they had obtained, the operators in charge of each block reported one after another:
"Evaluation of school information and early social records completed. No abnormalities. Average strength, inferior foundation. Simple social relationships. Danger level: None."
"Medical records have been reviewed. No unusual injuries or medical history. No signs of gene editing or large-scale implants. Physiological risk level: None."
"The Second Prison's employment registration information has been reviewed, and the strength is registered as Rank Three. Compared to previous records, there has been an abnormal short-term increase in strength, deviating from the normal growth curve.
Marked as 'Minor Anomaly', Strength Dimension Danger Level: E."
On the big screen, the word "abnormal" was automatically marked by the system in eye-catching red font, which was particularly glaring against the gray background.
The man in the maintenance department widened his eyes slightly, with a strange look on his face.
He didn't expect that the young prison guard he mentioned casually would actually be found to have some unusual characteristics under the other party's professional evaluation system.
However, the tall man's face remained as cold as ice, and he showed no surprise or contempt for the "E" level risk assessment and "abnormal" label.
He just stared at the red words on the screen with his deep eyes and uttered two words lightly:
"continue."
A more complex and rapid stream of data flashed across the screen again, as if conducting a deeper cross-analysis and possibility deduction.
A few minutes later, a new line of analysis conclusions appeared in the center of the big screen:
[Analysis Report on the Cause of Abnormal Target Strength Growth]
Possibility 1 (31%) – The employment registration information of the Second Prison was falsified.
The target may have misrepresented their capabilities through bribery or other means. This possibility, based on analysis of the target's social relationships and past behavior patterns, is 31%.
Possibility 2 (55%) - The correlation with Douqiong Martial Arts School is abnormal.
The target's strength surged during this time period and coincided with the time he joined Douqiong Martial Arts School. It is suspected that the school may have mastered and taught some kind of training method that has quick results but may have unknown costs (evil techniques).
This possibility is based on the time correlation and preliminary screening of the martial arts school background, with a probability of 55%.
Possibility 3 (7%) – Hiding one’s abilities while in school.
For unknown reasons, the target deliberately concealed their true abilities while in school. This possibility is low, with a 7% probability based on their past performance and personality profile analysis.
Possibility 4 (6%) - Possessing a tendency to engage in 'playing pigs and eating tigers' behavior.
The target may be exhibiting deliberate weakness and holding back. This possibility is inferred based on minimal indirect behavioral clues, with a probability of 6%.
Possibility 5 (<1%) - Other unknown causes.
These include, but are not limited to, low-probability events such as parasitic cults, high-level hidden implant modifications, and the acquisition and integration of unknown artifacts. These events lack direct evidence, but the possibility is not zero, with an overall probability assessment of less than 1%.
The man in the maintenance department stared at the giant screen that took up the entire wall with his eyes wide open, not blinking.
The analysis report on Feng Mu listed on the screen was like a carefully written academic paper, with clear organization and strict logic. It peeled off and magnified the abnormalities hidden beneath the ordinary appearance and presented them under the cold fluorescent light.
The muscles on his face twitched slightly, revealing a strange look that was difficult to conceal.
On the one hand, he was indeed surprised that a small prison guard like Feng Mu could dig out so many "abnormal" points worthy of scrutiny;
But on the other hand, what stirred up even more turmoil in his heart was the astonishing professionalism displayed by the Jieyou Studio in intelligence gathering and risk assessment.
"Professional...too fucking professional!" He couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Compared with these people in front of me, this process and efficiency make the police station and the technical department feel like amateurs still playing in the mud.
The tall man scanned the analysis results on the large screen expressionlessly. He did not immediately draw a conclusion, but continued to issue instructions:
"Deeply dig into related information. Look up the detailed information about this Douqiong martial arts school, including its membership structure, social relationships, and past history."
"yes!"
The operators responded and their fingers flew across the keyboards again.
The huge screen data stream refreshed again like a waterfall.
Soon, more detailed information about Douqiong Martial Arts School was retrieved, sorted and presented.
From the owner of the hall, Li Guishe, to the eldest brother Li Bashan, the second brother Gong Qi, the third sister... all the way to the youngest sister Hong Ya, who is the youngest in height and age.
Every person's file, as long as it can be found, is listed in great detail, including their photos, basic identity information, social relationships, etc.
However, as the information was collected, the "abnormal" prompts on the screen not only did not decrease, but instead appeared more ripples like the surface of a lake where a stone was thrown.
New analysis reports are generated quickly.
[Targeted Organization: Douqiong Martial Arts School - Threat Assessment Briefing]
Anomaly 1 (personnel infiltration anomaly):
All the core disciples of Douqiong Martial Arts School have now been employed by various violent law enforcement agencies in District 9, including the Police Station, the Second Prison, the Investigation Corps Special Operations Team, etc., with an employment rate of an astonishing 100%.
On the surface, it seems that the disciples have good employment prospects, but combined with the analysis of their distribution departments and time nodes, it is highly suspected that there is conscious and purposeful systematic infiltration behavior.
Analysis of behavioral patterns shows that this infiltration is highly organized, purposeful, and synchronized, far exceeding the scope of normal employment.
Assessment: Organized, premeditated, systematic insertion, motive unknown, threat level increased.
…….
(End of this chapter)
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