Inside the Platinum Palace.
A large group of high-ranking U.S. officials surrounded Ghosn, their eyes glued to the computer screen.
I want to see what's so amazing about Yan Ruyu's nationwide martial arts training program.
What appeared on the computer screen left everyone speechless.
On the screen, a naked man with his hands bound and a dog leash around his neck was kneeling at the feet of a woman dressed in a queen's uniform.
The man was none other than Ghosn.
The woman held a small leather whip and lashed Ghosn hard, making a crisp cracking sound.
His back was covered with crisscrossing bloodstains.
Ghosn felt no pain whatsoever; instead, he let out bursts of excited screams and occasionally barked like a dog.
Holy crap.
This is some kind of BDSM game...
The office was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Ghosn's excited screams were so piercing that they made everyone's eyes pop out.
A series of strange eyes stared intently at Ghosn.
Is this still the same polite and debonair Foreign Minister they knew?
That's a complete psychopath!
Ghosn stood frozen, as if struck by lightning, his brain instantly shutting down, and he nearly fainted.
His face burned, and he wished he could disappear into the ground.
How could something so hidden be uploaded to the internet?
Little did he know that his computer had already been compromised by a Trojan program implanted by Huang Fengyi.
These things were all stolen from his computer.
"Oh shit--"
Enraged, Ghosn grabbed a keyboard and smashed the computer in front of him to pieces.
Just then, Hand called.
At this time, Hand was unaware that he had been used by Huang Fengyi, who used a private video of Ghosn to switch Yan Ruyu's files.
Hande spoke excitedly on the phone.
"Mr. Ghosn, you've seen the documents, haven't you? I imagine you must be very excited, very happy, and very satisfied right now."
"Yes, we've finally got what we've worked so hard for for so long."
"You are aware of my talents. I request that you provide me with a broader platform so that I can utilize my knowledge and skills to better serve the United States."
Finally, this is about demanding an official position from Ghosn.
Hande was confident that the other party would agree to his request.
After all, for Ghosn, it was just a matter of a word.
Unexpectedly, he was met with a barrage of insults from Ghosn.
"Serve my ass!"
"Damn it, Hande, you dare to scheme against me and still have the nerve to ask me for benefits."
"I'm telling you, you're dead, you son of a bitch!"
"Look at what you sent me, what kind of garbage is that? Go to hell..."
On the phone, Ghosn gave Hand a thorough dressing-down, which lasted for more than ten minutes.
Hand was stunned, his eyes filled with confusion.
This script is wrong; it has nothing to do with his imagined promotion and wealth.
"Your Excellency Foreign Minister, is there some misunderstanding between us...?"
He carefully explained as he opened the folder.
He was so eager to take credit that he sent the message to the other party without even looking at it.
Upon seeing it now, he turned pale with fright, collapsed to the ground, and explained in a panic.
"Mr. Ghosn, please let me explain, I really don't know..."
The other end of the phone had already hung up, and all that could be heard was a busy tone.
However, Hand's nightmare had only just begun.
Soon, officials from major U.S. banks, the Treasury Department, and dozens of other departments, including the military and research departments, called to question him.
"Hande, what did you do? How did our bank get infected by your ghost virus? All our deposits are gone. Are you trying to kill your own people?"
"Hand, our Warrior Military Department has also been invaded by your Ghost Virus. Our troop deployment maps and related military secrets have all been stolen. Have you thought about how you want to die?"
Even Dr. Jones called him personally and gave him a thorough dressing down.
"You bastard, I told you to mess with Great Xia, and you've messed with your own people! All the research I've worked so hard on for over a decade is gone! Are you trying to rebel?"
Dr. Jones' hysterical roar came through the receiver; the other party seemed to want to jump over the phone and strangle Hand.
At this moment, Hande felt his head was several sizes bigger.
He huddled in the corner, feeling like he wanted to die.
On the contrary...
The ghost virus in the computer networks of major cities in Daxia has been completely eliminated.
The money that the people lost was all recovered, not a penny less.
Everyone was overjoyed to have their things back.
"Great, my money is back."
"The funds I bought have also returned."
"And all my equipment has come back, not a single piece of it is missing, that's great."
The same applies to confidential documents from various departments.
Furthermore, it has an additional layer of encryption to ensure that it has never been opened by Americans.
The menacing "ghost" virus was completely defeated in less than three minutes.
The opponent is elusive and well-hidden, making it impossible for Hande to trace their IP address.
However, he did not give up easily. He quickly calmed down, sat back down in front of his computer, and began to target the "Ghost" virus that was invading the US network.
It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost.
This was the only way he could think of to make amends.
He personally modified the "Ghost" virus, and he had a thorough understanding of its various programs and vulnerabilities.
Logically, it should be resolved quickly.
Unexpectedly, the "ghost" virus underwent a complete upgrade, and the original vulnerabilities were fully patched.
The current "ghost" virus is invincible.
With his skill level, he was completely unable to stop the virus and could only watch helplessly as the "Ghost" virus brazenly invaded the computers of various high-level departments in the United States and stole a large number of confidential documents.
What's even more terrifying is that the mysterious opponent never showed himself, yet he crippled him with ease.
"Why?"
Why is this happening?
Han De, feeling utterly hopeless and on the verge of tears, immediately called his grandfather for help.
"Ancestor, we must find the mysterious patriarch on the dark web no matter what. Only he can save us."
"Otherwise, I'm doomed."
Such a huge incident is something the entire Adam family cannot bear the severe consequences of.
However, what's even more dangerous is yet to come...
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