Twenty minutes later, Osa came in and shook the phone with a smile, and Zhenbei knew that the matter had been resolved.
Inside the ASNO central control room, an LED screen occupying an entire wall flashes monitoring images of the oil pipeline from the Persian Gulf to the Red Sea.
Liu Wenzheng stroked the newly installed ultrasonic flaw detector. The 40-year-old oil veteran pulled a test report from his file bag: "The pipe wall corrosion discovered in the Iraqi section last month was caused by someone mixing sugarcane bagasse into the corrosion inhibitor."
Osa's fingertips slid across the spectrum analysis chart on the report: "The Kuwaiti in the purchasing department..."
"They're already on a yacht out at sea." Zhenbei flipped through the surveillance footage on his phone. "But what's interesting is that he met the head of the logistics company of the Dama Linjia Group in Dubai last month."
Suddenly, an alarm blew up and the engineer at the control console shouted: "The loading system of the Port of Basra has been hacked!"
The red dot on the screen representing the tanker's location began to flicker strangely. Osa grabbed the encrypted satellite phone and dialed the New York Stock Exchange: "Freeze all ASNO futures trading today immediately!"
There were hurried footsteps in the corridor, and Feng Yi came in, carrying a trembling White Elephant technician. "This guy installed a signal repeater in the server room."
Zhenbei fished a jade pendant from the technician's pocket and examined it closely in the sunlight. "Isn't this a tourist souvenir developed by the Lin family of Genting Highlands, Malaysia? I saw it in the auction catalogue last year."
In the vertical farm in the northern Sara complex, three-layer steel structures are covered with coconut palm substrate for soilless cultivation.
The automatic sprinkler system is watering the tomato seedlings. The drip irrigation device designed by Lin Xueli can control the amount of water through a mobile phone APP.
"Is this the third brother's token of love?" Zhenbei poked the smart thermostat with his Swiss Army knife. "I heard that the second young lady of the Lin family took a distance learning course at the Israel Agricultural College specifically to demonstrate this system to you?"
A video request suddenly popped up on Osa's phone, and in the picture, Lin Xueruo was live-streaming cooking in a kitchen in Kuala Lumpur.
As she packed spicy beef jerky into vacuum-packed bags, several chemical boxes with "ASNO" printed on them flashed in the background.
"Your Highness, please try this." Lin Xueruo held up a glass jar containing shiny Alectoris paniculata soaked in red oil. "This is a specialty smoked with sulfur, a byproduct of your company's oil refinery..."
Feng Yi suddenly burst into the camera: "Your Highness, we've found extra parts in that batch of seized German equipment!" He held up a signal transmitter disguised as a pressure sensor. "It's the same batch number as the equipment that appeared in Ms. Lin's live broadcast."
Osa touched his chin and said, "Second brother, this is really getting more and more interesting."
Incandescent bulbs hummed in the underground interrogation room of the Northern War Zone. Twenty-three prisoners were locked up in separate rooms covered with soundproof cotton.
Feng Yi placed the polygraph electrodes on the main criminal's forehead, and the brain wave pattern on the wall suddenly fluctuated violently.
"The ammonium nitrate explosives they used in Kuala Lumpur," Osa flipped through the test report, "were mixed with Malaysian palm oil residue as a stabilizer."
He suddenly paused and noticed the signature on a page of the purchase order - it was exactly the same as the approval signature on the fertilizer import document of the Lin Group.
Zhenbei walked in, playing with a jade pendant, and casually threw the spectral analysis report on the table: "This is Burmese old mine jade. The chromium content is exactly the same as the rough stones auctioned by the Lin family mine last year."
The roar of F-15 fighter jets came from outside the window, and Osa looked at the runway thoughtfully.
He remembered the cooperation proposal sent by Lin Shirley three days ago - proposing to use ASNO's industrial wastewater to transform the saline-alkali land in the Jordan Valley, and that area just happened to cover the newly discovered shale oil reserves.
"Check all geological exploration reports of the Lin Group over the past five years." Osa stuffed the interrogation records into the file bag, "especially the scope of their cobalt mining license in a certain mountain range in Malaysia."
That night in the palace banquet hall, Osa opened the meal package sent by Lin Xueruo.
The vacuum-packed camphor tea duck has gold thread wrapped around its neck, which, when pulled apart, reveals a miniature USB drive.
After plugging it into the computer, what popped up was the accounts of the joint venture between the Lin family and the Roche Group in the Cayman Islands.
Zhenbei pushed the door open and walked in with a glass of whiskey in his hand: "Just intercepted intelligence, JPMorgan Chase will auction a batch of Myanmar mining shares next week." He turned the tablet computer to Osa, and the jade mining area on the mineral distribution map completely overlapped with the Lin family's supply chain.
Osa's phone suddenly vibrated. Lin Shirley sent him a real-time monitoring video of the three-dimensional farm. In the corner of the picture, there was an unregistered black Land Rover, and the reflective strip on the license plate frame faintly showed the words "ROTHSCHILD".
"Send a secret message to Sun Chengze," Osa threw the USB drive into the signal shielding box. "I want the commercial counselor of the Chinese Embassy in Malaysia to get the transaction records of all the overseas accounts of the Yunding Lin family before breakfast tomorrow."
Moonlight shone through bulletproof glass onto ASNO Oil's financial statements, and the roar of oil pipelines echoed in the desert.
In this battlefield composed of crude oil, data and lies, every dish may contain business secrets, and behind every smile may be a carefully calculated equity ratio.
When dawn falls, the oil pumps on the east bank of the Jordan River are still tirelessly bowing to the earth, like the never-ending game of power in this era.
The four-party cooperative development contract for Zhula Island, which was announced just half a month ago, was rejected by the parliament of the country to which the island belongs on June 14.
At the same time, the Royal Household Agency of the Kingdom of Jordan formally notified the government and the Lin family through official channels to cancel the engagement between Prince Osa and Miss Lin Shirley, making a number of major Nanyang families suffer from this shocking news.
Furthermore, the Lin family's multiple idle accounts at digital exchanges in Singapore and Monaco were investigated and controlled by the exchanges, suspected of money laundering and supporting international terrorist organizations...
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