Qian Sui brought over a cup of Xinyang Maojian tea and told Gao Ang some news.
"That's normal. Shanghai is an international metropolis and a key area for intelligence agents from various countries to monitor."
As a newly emerging world-class metropolis, it would be somewhat abnormal if the municipal bureau remained consistently calm.
The question is, who are they, and what are they looking for?
"The sources of traffic are very complicated, including mountainous countries and sandy countries. I looked at their browsing history and it seems that they are deliberately confusing the public. They have copied almost everything that can be seen and copied."
"It means they don't want people to know what they're doing."
"That's right."
"Let's keep an eye on them. If they don't do anything, we can't act either. With so many cases, who knows what those bastards from the mountain country are up to? By the way, still no news from the Green Rabbit organization and Lillian?"
Gao Ang had always harbored resentment towards these two time bombs, feeling that they were not good things.
"Not yet, they're all like rats, they disappear without a trace once they hide."
Chitose is also helpless; even with an official website, he can only obtain some public information.
If someone really wants to hide, not show their face, and communicate through a separate network, there's not much he can do.
"Keep an eye on them. They can't stay hidden forever; they'll have to come out and show themselves sooner or later."
...
September 27th was a Sunday in a small town in Gao Ang's hometown in Central China Province.
This day happened to be market day, which is a relatively lively day for rural people.
In addition, everyone had been cooped up at home for a long time, and as the situation gradually eased, many people went out to see the show.
The already narrow country lanes became even more congested.
Electric bikes, motorcycle tricycles, cars, and pedestrians jostled and pushed each other, creating complete chaos.
An unknown online writer named Dashan also took this opportunity to go out and gather material.
Although he is called an online writer, he also does self-media, and is just like those public intellectuals and big V's on the Internet.
They are adept at grasping hot topics of public interest and, directly or indirectly, hyping up news that can stir up netizens' emotions.
For example, any negative news about rich kids, or any collusion between them, are targets they are keen to hype up.
"Sigh, with so many people, it would be great if an accident happened and someone got killed or something," Da Shan thought to himself.
With a camera overhead and a mobile phone in his hand, he constantly monitors his surroundings, recording any scene that can be captured.
When he got home, he edited the videos and added some text, and it became a minor hit.
Moreover, he also has a well-known author account and is currently serializing a signed and published book.
By embedding these storylines and importing short video users, the two can be combined to generate revenue... a win-win situation.
Unfortunately, although there were many people at the market, the public's overall quality had truly improved, and no scenes that interested Da Shan appeared.
"I cursed for nothing, a complete loss."
As they reached a sparsely populated bend, Da Shan turned off the recording equipment, muttering curses under his breath.
At that moment, he heard a horn blaring.
However, he didn't care. On the one hand, he had received professional training and was confident enough in his skills that he could definitely avoid certain dangers at critical moments.
On the other hand, he was very confident in the quality of the people of Dongguo, even though he was a "banana" (yellow on the outside, white on the inside), he still had to admit that.
However, the blaring of the horn grew increasingly urgent. "What's going on?"
The mountain raised its head, and a small truck, a four-wheeled vehicle, was rushing towards it from the south along the path, its speed increasing rapidly.
He could clearly see the driver's panicked face, the cigarette in his mouth, and even the drifting ash.
"Damn it, why aren't you hitting the brakes?"
Da Shan wasn't too panicked yet; there were still five meters between them, enough for him to leap and dodge the truck.
Just as he tensed his muscles, preparing to leap forward, the Bluetooth earpiece in his ear suddenly malfunctioned.
"Sizzle".
A sudden, extremely loud electrical hum sent him into a state of mental breakdown.
In that instant of erratic behavior, the oncoming truck came crashing down on them with a deafening roar.
With a "bang," the mountain flew five meters away.
...
3 PM, outside the ICU of the county hospital.
Three men in black suits, their faces grim, were inquiring about the patient's condition.
"Both were car accidents. One is seriously injured with internal bleeding and is still in a coma; the other two are in slightly better condition, with comminuted fractures of their lower limbs and broken ribs, and will probably need to rest in bed for about a month. As for whether they can fully recover, it depends on their recovery. If they can reserve ROG equipment, there shouldn't be any major problems."
The doctor's words did not make the man in the suit feel any more at ease.
This is very strange. These three people are under their close surveillance. According to the instructions from above, they are to lure out the person behind them.
Although everyone is aware of their background, there is no clear evidence, and these people are also citizens of Dongguo. Taking action rashly could easily attract criticism.
"Could it be a coincidence?"
One of the men, who seemed to be the leader, muttered something, but then shook his head.
Within their department, there is an unwritten rule: there is no such thing as coincidence in this world.
"Have those drivers and passersby been questioned?"
"I asked around, and something did seem off. More or less, they were all affected. Some had problems with their radios, some had their cell phones suddenly ringing, and some had their car's computer braking system malfunctioning. Although there were indeed suspicious points, we couldn't find any signs of tampering."
Another man in a suit replied.
"No trace is fine, as long as there are suspicious points."
With this hypothesis, the leader was certain that someone was behind this.
With certain methods, infecting the radio or controlling the car's computer is not a major problem.
They can all do this, and it's not difficult; it's equally feasible for individual organizations or individuals who are proficient in these systems.
"These three people haven't made enemies with anyone, have they?"
"No, they are very well hidden. They are probably reserve members of the 'spy' team, and it's not time for them to be used yet."
The leader rubbed his chin. "This is interesting. Someone wants to uproot them completely."
"Hmm, they shouldn't be enemies."
"They're definitely not enemies. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. But this method is a bit too aggressive. We still need to be careful. You know what to do, right?"
“Understood, Captain, I suspect…” A man in a suit hesitated before speaking.
"explain."
"I suspect it was done by Old Li's grandson, Gao Ang."
"Hmm?" Upon hearing this name, the leader raised an eyebrow. "Tell me your deduction."
“A few days ago, a new Robotics Foundation was established by the higher-ups. Although Gao Ang’s name is not on it, the relationship between Vice President Wan Xinyue and Gao Ang is somewhat ambiguous.”
At this point, the team member glanced at the captain's expression.
The captain didn't say anything, but nodded to signal him to continue.
"Moreover, I reviewed some of the meeting minutes afterward. They originally intended for Gao Ang to serve as the honorary president of this large foundation, but he refused. The foundation was grateful to him, so they gave the position of vice president to Wan Xinyue."
The team member paused again.
The captain was annoyed and lightly kicked the kid in the butt. "Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me already."
"Hehe, Captain, do you know why they gave Gao Ang the title of president? Because this kid created a truly intelligent program that can generate consciousness."
"You mean 'Dragon Brain No. 1'?"
Upon hearing this, the captain finally realized what was happening.
It's not that they're uninformed, but rather that there's a clear division of labor within the department. They're responsible for security, while others are in charge of trade secrets.
The same access permissions granted to view meeting minutes can be granted at any time if they involve protected targets.
"That's right, Captain. Think about it, they can create 'Dragon Brain No. 1' to control a computer or radio station. Isn't that pretty awesome?"
The man in the lead nodded. "It's very simple and logical. It seems we need to keep an eye on this kid named Gao Ang."
"Captain, I have requested to access his information, but I do not have the necessary permissions."
The leader, Nan, was taken aback again, but then relaxed. "With Elder Li here, it's understandable. Let's hold back for now and not go too far."
...
Taking advantage of the weekend, Gao Ang had a meal with his senior, Cao Kun.
On one hand, it was a small get-together, and on the other hand, it was to inquire about Xia Weiwei.
Xia Weiwei was depressed for a long time after returning from South Vietnam.
However, when she returned to work, she had a big argument with the city bureau leaders.
"You had a fight?"
"That's right, he insisted that Director Zhao reinvestigate his parents' case, and he cried and made a scene. Sigh."
Cao Kun patted his head, probably recalling the scene from that time.
Gao Feng remained silent; he understood Xia Weiwei's feelings.
This woman's purpose in joining the municipal police station was to avenge her parents.
Three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and not only has Mao not found any clues, but he has also been tricked by his best friend under this pretext.
The disparity was enough to break her down.
“What is your decision?” Gao Ang asked.
"Let's investigate. It's an unsolved case anyway, and Xia's request is reasonable. We're just passing it on to the Cold Case Investigation Team."
The so-called Cold Case Investigation Team is a new department specifically for handling unsolved cases.
The members inside are either retired veteran criminal police officers or recent graduates.
Solving the case is not the key; the purpose is to train newcomers by having experienced ones mentor them.
"You're just trying to fool them."
Gao Ang shook his head, took a swig of beer, and made Cao Kun across from him envious.
"Bullshit, this is for her own good. Let me give you a heads-up, Xia's parents' case isn't that simple."
"Oh? Is there something fishy going on?"
Gao Ang narrowed his eyes and leaned forward, "Tell me about it?"
Cao Kun thought for a moment, then waved his hand, "Never mind, forget I said anything."
Despite the fierce winds and rain, he remained silent.
"Tch, this is boring." Gao Ao pursed his lips and went to pay the bill.
In Cao Kun's words, he is now a landlord and needs to help him, a poor peasant.
Back on Changying Island, the three brothers played Dou Dizhu (a card game) in the house, each with slips of paper stuck to their heads.
Xiao Hua stood to the side, bored, yawning every now and then.
"Oh, the sir is back." The third brother, who had lost the most, saw his savior arrive, tore off the paper strips covering his face, and went to get some water.
"Third brother, you cheated again." The second brother was very unhappy; he was about to win.
"You guys are all super brains, and you can all see through each other's cards. What's the point of playing like this?"
Gao Feng was very puzzled.
"It depends on luck," Chitose replied.
"...Fine, you win."
Gao Ang gave a thumbs up, speechless.
"Sir, I have some good news for you."
The third brother, carrying a cup of Xinyang Maojian tea, hopped over without spilling a single drop of tea.
As he rose and fell, his arms moved in the opposite direction, which just counteracted the vibrations caused by the amplitude of his body.
"Oh, what's the good news?"
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