The Goddess Shines on America

"I'll stress it again. All they can remember in their minds are three Schwarzenegger-level gun-masked robbers. They won't suspect Black Lagoon at all. Don't worry!"

A large pile of useless loot was piled into the empty room, including large sums of cash, and an entire suitcase of hundreds of thousands of dollars, and several bags of conch or marijuana meth, which were all real loot picked up by Jonah Shun. Snacks in the fridge, suits or windbreakers worth more than a hundred dollars, computer cases, pearl necklaces from gangster mistresses, thanks to the fact that the residents of that building are so educated that the variety of loot could be used to open a grocery store!

"I hope that's the case. Fortunately, you didn't hurt anyone. Hehe, those guys outside thought that someone was doing a massacre, and even the corpse collection team was dispatched."

Dach was surprised, but even more satisfied. Completely zero loss, no casualties and no loss of reputation, only dozens of ammunition consumption, in exchange for a whole room of various trophies, the huge profits of this business can be higher than ordinary smuggling Countless times!

"The counting is complete, five hundred and thirty thousand!" The person who counted the money was named David Nielkerson, a middle-aged man who had committed financial fraud on Wall Street and fled to Rhona Appra. As the "Chief Financial Officer" of Black Lagoon, he is responsible for laundering money for the smuggling business. Anyone who is involved in the underworld knows how important it is to leave a retreat for himself on the white road.

Lai Wei has been wiping the gun by the side. Hearing the huge number, his eyes widened: "So much cash, boss, did you happen to bump into the scene of the drug trade? Or the headquarters of the underground money bank?"

It was the cash loot that David counted, a big suitcase. Alice shrugged and didn't care: "I know that, anyway, it's just firing and then smashing and looting. But Benny, how are you doing there?"

A male voice sounded from the corner: "Working!"

By the way, don't forget to raise your hand.

Twelve desktop computers, plus three notebooks, this is the most fundamental goal and gain of Alice's trip.

God knows which person in which room might be a hacker, and she doesn't bother to rely on mind reading to get the answer, so pretending to be a robber is naturally the best choice. Of course, when carrying these computers, she also memorized the looks and identities of the heads of households. Although she didn't expect to find any ID cards, she could at least get the basic information if she asked for their names. Unless it is said, that bastard is so well-trained that he can't make up his eyes in an instant.

"This computer is full of... Hehe, Boss, come and see this!"

Soon, Benny called Alice over: "You have robbed a treasure trove of a drug smuggler! It contains his contact information with three overseas suppliers!"

As soon as this remark came out, Lai Wei, Dach and others were the most excited: "Is it an international drug lord!?"

"I'm afraid so! Look at the name, Domilio Andrim, I know this kid, the downline of a big drug lord in South America, they have a large methamphetamine factory in the Venezuelan jungle!"

It's really a fortress, Alice laughed, but she quickly put on a serious expression and patted Dutch on the shoulder: "We haven't been involved in drug smuggling in Black Lagoon, have we?"

Dach shook his head and said, "The entry standard for drug smuggling is even higher than that of arms. I'm still transporting some ordinary things. But boss, if you want to know more about the Golden Triangle, I can still explore it for you. "

It’s okay to make preparations, but you shouldn’t act rashly. Dach is just the CEO, not the chairman. It’s not up to him to make the company’s development towards drug smuggling.

Alice pondered for a while and said: "Drug dealers are very powerful, especially Kunsha in the Golden Triangle is simply a warlord. It is good to use them to train troops in Blackwater to earn extra money, but we... mainly have the problem of supply. Dach, It is also a huge profit, and it is safer for us to take the road of arms than to build a relationship with the Golden Triangle."

Dach silently put on his black sunglasses.

Lai Wei raised her head when she heard the words: "Arms? That's right. Arms are meant to be profiteering, and wars are more of a war of attrition. Boss, you will definitely not be short of supplies. If we really go in this direction, the future is absolutely Nothing to say!"

Before leaving, Alice said that she wanted to talk about the future development of Black Lagoon. After all, the two super submarines can't be used as decorations. So at the moment, David is busy with the clutter, and Benny is busy with checking the various computers, and the others are chatting about this topic.

"Huge profits are certain, but we must also pay attention to efficiency. If we have two strategic nuclear submarines in hand, but we are just playing a trick of smuggling AK-47..."

"Pfft haha! That's really ridiculous!"

Benny raised his head again, and interjected, "Actually, when it comes to arms smuggling, we now have a large amount of real estate. Those two Typhoon-class ships are fully loaded with nuclear missiles, a total of four hundred 100,000-ton equivalent big guys." , it looks terrible."

So, please don't speak so softly and lightly, okay?

Even Alice couldn't help wiping off her sweat: "Let's keep those things, even if you make money from war, you have to earn conscience money. Nuclear bombs are too unconventional. But if it's just ordinary missiles, it will be fine. If there is another war in Africa one day, we can also consider transporting armored vehicles or something..."

The particularity of the Black Lagoon allowed Alice to not hide her relationship with the arms dealer from her employees, especially the recent Northrop Grumman alliance. Of course, the door to the transportation of munitions has been opened, but when it comes to behemoths such as armored vehicles, it is another matter.

At least the first batch of orders has been confirmed, which is to provide enough individual weapons for the two hundred submarine soldiers who are still sleeping in the submarine at the moment. After all, they are just submariners rather than members of special operations forces, and they are equipped with a small punch. Although this firepower is definitely enough for Rhona Apra, Alice's eyes are not limited to A small city?

"After dealing with the current affairs, you are ready to sail to Los Angeles to lie down. Several berths in Long Beach are owned by Hutchison Whampoa. It is more than enough to spare an hour for you. Of course, as far as the coast guard is concerned, we have the most I can only mark the route for you, and the specific entry depends on your hard work."

You can rest assured about this. The Soviet soldiers who can be sent to the Typhoon-class submarines are of course great Soviet soldiers. They sneaked in quietly during the non-war period. Although this kind of work is very risky, it is not impossible.

In the end, there were only two or three things left about Benny.

"Boss..."

After tossing seven computers in a row, he said eagerly, "I think I should have found what you want."

At that time, Alice was nibbling on an ice cream, and when she heard the words, she flicked the thing and rushed over.

"Leave me alone~!"

With a bang, the hard-working employees were knocked aside.

Alice sees valuable content with just one glance.

It is no longer a contact network for dealing with drug lords, it is no longer a blank space just for minesweeping, and it is no longer a secret communication record with Arabs in the Middle East. This person’s computer stores a large amount of programming data. You can tell that the user is a programmer, not an ordinary gangster.

This is a desktop computer, loaded with neither old DOS, nor any of Windows 1.0, 2.0, or 3.0, but an NT system dedicated to the server field. This is enough to explain more problems. Alice checked the hardware configuration of the chassis. It is obviously not qualified to be a server, but it is only natural to mess with the programmer.

But she immediately ran into a problem.

Ordinary small programs have no valuable clues, but when she wants to open some core documents, or even get some key information in the temporary DOS interface, the system actually pops it up for her.

"He actually encrypted it!" Benny sighed from the side: "Sure enough, he is a master who can use the rules."

However, Alice looked at the pop-up window and laughed with disdain.

"Please obtain administrator privileges and revisit! Damn, use this trick in front of me? Damn, Benny, do you think I should call Gates over now?"

Benny was stunned for a moment, then he thought about it for a moment, and laughed out loud.

Needless to say, who else in the world can play with the Windows system better than Microsoft executives? To actually use the administrator authority system that has appeared since Windows.NT to prevent Alice Wang from visiting.

But it is also reasonable, that person probably would not have imagined that a Microsoft executive would steal his computer, especially since he is still hiding in the city of Rhona Apra.

Cracking work is literally playing. The other party is like a top scorer in the college entrance examination. Even if you are very good, if you take the last big math problem given by the professor and turn it around to make things difficult for the professor, can you be more deadly?

What's more, this is still Alice, not Gates, who struggled with fifty-five colleagues for a year before he was able to free up 1.0.

Then very quickly, the first evidence appeared.

"That's right, that's the kid."

Alice looked at the IP access records on the screen, and was very satisfied: "Did you see this string of addresses and time? When that female spy came to my research institute to fight the door, he was in a building a few kilometers away. The network cable was secretly pulled in the small room. It's a pity that he ran away. I'll see if I can find the record of buying the ticket later, this kid... um, no, this little brat..."

Of course Alice remembered who the owner of the computer was when she robbed it.

A mediterranean dwarf wearing glasses of the same style as Harry Potter, about forty years old, was in his pajamas when she broke into the house with a Remington in his pocket, and he pissed his pants in fright.

Well, the imprint of mental power has been branded on him all the time, let's find it right away.