Beep beep!
In the network office of the technical team of the Nancheng Public Security Bureau, the clock on the wall was pointing to seven o'clock. Just as Lin Fang got up and was about to collect his things and go home, he suddenly heard a beep from the computer. Page — Mariana Trench Network.
[Shop by Category]-[Drugs]-[New Registered Seller]-[PRC Blue Fentanyl]
—Blue Gold!
Lin Fang's eyes were pinned to the list of newly listed blue and gold sellers on the homepage of the website, and he slowly leaned back in the back of his chair for a long time with a gloomy expression.
The alert sound is a small program he implanted on the Mariana Trench website. Whenever the website has a new type of fentanyl compound zone "Blue Gold" on the shelves, it will send him an email alert. After the death of Spade K, the Mariana Trench once lost a stable supply of blue and gold, but just recently, the website suddenly launched a batch of small-scale blue and gold retailers. Grams or even a few grams, but the seller's address is in mainland China!
What brought these "demolition homes" into the dark web
Who put them on the shark's line? !
"What are you looking at?"
Lin Fang turned his head sharply and closed the computer subconsciously, only to see Bu Chonghua coming behind him at some point, standing in the shadow by the window frame.
There were very few technical teams on duty on Saturday, and the big office staff had already gone. The setting sun outside the window was burning, and through the window panes, pieces of golden red rectangles were cast on the ground. Half of Bu Chonghua's face was bathed in the golden water-like afterglow, and the other half was hidden in the darkness, and a cold glow flashed in his eyes.
"...It's nothing." Lin Fang stood up to meet the gaze, and in an instant he regained his usual three-point smile: "—Why did the Bu detachment come to the bureau at this time, there is a case?"
Bu Chonghua stared at him, "You don't know about the kidnapping case at the Wuqiao Branch?"
"Kidnapping?"
"Wan Changwen's daughter and grandson were kidnapped, and the kidnappers extorted 440,000 yuan. The city is deploying a large-scale police force to assist in the investigation."
There was indeed a moment when Lin Fang's expression was very surprised, and then he suddenly reacted: "Isn't that detachment..."
"Yes, I was asked to evade according to the regulations, and came back to get something."
Probably all the people on this entire floor have left one after another, and the large office is quiet and empty. The footsteps of someone coming downstairs came from the direction of the stairs outside. They walked away in twos and threes, and finally disappeared at the end of the corridor in the distance.
Bu Chonghua looked past Lin Fang and glanced at the laptop on the desktop that he never left his body: "I didn't expect Lin Ke to pay attention to the Mariana Trench Network."
Lin Gang said, "It's all that's needed for work."
"Just because of work?"
"...It's both for work reasons and personal interests." Lin Fang looked away and smiled: "I have been particularly interested in network technology since I was a child."
Bu Chonghua nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly seemed to remember something: "Speaking of this, I suddenly think of the predecessor of the Mariana Trench Network."
"Silk Road?"
Silk Road, the first-generation super e-commerce company on the dark web and once the world's largest bitcoin trader, was created by Ross Ulbricht under the account of "Dread Pirate Roberts"—that is, "Dread Pirate Roberts". This website is the initial version of the Mariana Trench. It mainly sells drugs, viruses, arms, counterfeit banknotes, pornographic videos, fake credit card information and jailbreak electronic products. The total transaction volume of the website is as high as 1.2 billion US dollars, which can be called the era of the dark web world. predators.
"It is said that on the afternoon of the arrest of Ross Ulbricht by the FBI and Homeland Security, all the agents were facing the enemy, not because he raised a private armed group like a shark, but because he gave himself 's laptop has a program set, as long as the computer is closed, all the dark web login information will be cleared in an instant, and the top network security experts will no longer be able to perform data recovery, which means that there is no longer any evidence to accuse him of being a 'horror' Pirate Roberts' this darknet ID."
“So the key to this arrest is that Ross Ulbricht must be caught when he is on the dark web, and must not be given a chance to close his computer. In order to do this, several agents managed to He sneaked behind him when landing on the dark web, and temporarily played a scene of a couple arguing. At the moment when Ross Ulbricht turned around in shock, a female agent flew up and took away what he was about to close. computer."
Bu Chonghua put one hand on the back of Lin Fang's chair, the two stood facing each other, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.
"If Ross Ulbricht closed his laptop faster, even if it was only 0.1 second faster, maybe the 'Silk Road' would not have been encircled by the US government, the 'Mariana Trench' would not have been born, and the sharks would not have been Send Arthur Hodgson to Burma, and the painter will be able to complete the task from the border and come back smoothly ten years ago, and today you and I will not be standing here like this." Bu Chonghua gestured between the two of them, as if It was very interesting and said: "I said this for no other meaning, but I just felt it when I saw Lin Ke."
Lin Fang turned his back to the desk, and the closed laptop was quietly placed on the table, with its metallic edge close to the hem of his shirt.
After a long time, he said lightly, "Oh?" "Really? It's quite interesting."
Bu Chonghua smiled politely, turned and walked towards his office.
- But at this moment, Lin Fang's voice suddenly came from behind: "Detachment, do you know another interesting thing that happened when Ross Ulbricht was arrested?"
Bu Chonghua stopped slightly.
"In order to catch the dark web giant, Carl Folt, the legendary agent of the US Drug Enforcement Administration, used various disguises to go undercover to Ross Ulbricht, and then cooperated with the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security to destroy the entire Silk Road. Lu Group. After the drug lord was caught, this legendary undercover became a sensational hero, but soon, the FBI investigation found that he used the drug business he was exposed to while undercover, and obtained a huge amount of black money of millions of dollars." Lin Gang looked at Bu Chonghua's back said coldly, "Look, the line between a hero and a prisoner is so close that sometimes you can't even put a medal in it, right?"
"… "
Bu Chonghua finally turned around and looked back at him calmly, "I've heard of this story, so do you feel it too?"
Lin Fang said politely: "Not really. I just saw that the Bu detachment seemed to be talking and doing things in a different person during this time. I guess you are probably not in a good mood. Just say it to liven up the atmosphere."
"Anyone who is sent to the Commission for Discipline Inspection will not be in a good mood," Bu Chonghua raised his eyebrows and said casually, "I'm just an ordinary person with a little temper."
Lin Fang's face changed a bit, the air was so tense in the silence that it was about to explode, but Bu Chonghua nodded, turned and walked back to his office.
With a bang, the door was pulled back with a backhand. Bu Chonghua pulled out the office chair and sat down. With his ten fingers, he brushed his hair back. He raised his head and stared at the dark computer screen, staring at each other with his own blurry reflection.
If anyone saw his face at the moment, they would be very shocked by the look that was so different from usual, and even wondered if they were wrong.
No way, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
This is not what Wu Yu would like.
Bu Chonghua opened his eyes, took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, opened it and took out one, lit it between his teeth, but didn't smoke, put it aside and let it burn itself, then turned on the computer to connect to the onion server, skillfully. On the dark web, open the dark web site address index of Dark Wiki, and just about to click on the link to enter the Mariana Trench, Lin Gang's cold voice suddenly sounded in his ear:
"After the drug lord was caught, the legendary undercover hero became a sensational hero, and sometimes the distance between the hero and the prisoner was so close that a medal could not fit..."
"Have you heard the story about the dragon slaying hero, Bu detachment?"
With that distraction, Bu Chonghua paused with his finger on the mouse, his eyes paused unconsciously for a moment, and suddenly saw a few lines under the Mariana Trench link, the densely packed website index had a row of Chinese—The Ancient Tea Horse Road. .
It ranks among the top ten in the world and the largest trading volume in Asia. It is the only darknet e-commerce platform in Southeast Asia that can compete with sharks and supports Chinese.
Bu Chonghua's eyes narrowed slightly in the rising smoke, he moved the mouse slightly down from the link in the Mariana Trench, and clicked on this Chinese website—
Suddenly there was a buzzing sound, and the personal mobile phone he placed on the desktop vibrated, showing a new message from Wu Yu:
[The kidnapping case has progressed, and the man in ancient costume has photographed the kidnappers.]
Bu Chonghua's complexion changed slightly, and just picked up the phone, the second message followed:
[I have something to tell you.]
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"Why do you, a man, take pictures like that?!"
"I, I, we just casually PPPP a bit..."
"You fucking thin face! This soft light! Those big eyes and long legs! These 1800 layers of filters!! Damn you, you even added lipstick highlighting effects to yourself?! It won't hurt if you touch your conscience. Is it?!"
"I, I, I, I know I'm wrong. I won't dare next time..."
"You know? You know where you are wrong? Tell me where you are wrong?!"
In a residential building in Wuqiao District, Jinhai City, the technical investigator was staring at the computer nervously, and the criminal policeman Wuyang Wuyang crowded the room. Yang Chengdong held a SLR camera and blocked the man in ancient costume... the man in Hanfu in the corner of the room. Compared with the photo, the latter real person almost turned Li Ronghao P into Rainie Yang. At this moment, he was squatting on the ground trembling, and he was about to cry.
Yes, he didn't just post a picture, and after he posted it, he deleted the original film. Where did he go wrong to recruit the police officers from the Public Security Bureau in this room? !
"Vice Yang!" The technical detective stood up suddenly, "The original film has been restored, come and watch!"
Yang Chengdong turned around and threw himself in front of the computer. After technical processing, the background of the photo that was erased in the PS process was finally displayed in front of everyone. In the distance, there was a sanitation worker in an orange vest—the kidnapper!
"Is there a face? Is there a face?"
"No," the technical detective quickly flipped through the pictures frame by frame, very embarrassed: "These are the clearest pictures, here, the side and back are shot from a close distance, with both hands, waist, legs and feet, but the kidnapper is wearing a straw hat. And masks, it's impossible to identify facial features at all."
Yang Chengdong got up and wiped his face vigorously: "Fuck!"
On the other side, Wu Yu leaned over and stood in front of the laptop, zooming in on the kidnapper's photo, frowning and observing for a long time.
"Hey, did Officer Xiao Wu find out?" The technical investigator asked casually.
"... Hmm." Wu Yu flipped through a few more photos and replied vaguely, "It doesn't seem to be anything."
The technical detective didn't take it seriously, and when he finished looking at the display carefully, he took back his computer.
The house was extremely chaotic. Liao Gang was calling the police officer who was guarding the Tao's house to inquire about the situation. Yang Chengdong grabbed the boy and shouted to force him to recall the details of the scene. Only then did the boy know that he was involved in the kidnapping case, which scared several police officers. He couldn't get him out of the corner... Wu Yu took a few steps back, stood in front of the window, looked at the noisy people in the room, and seemed to want to say something.
But then, he looked at the anxious, nervous, striding dark blue uniforms, his lips slowly closed again, and after a moment of hesitation, he took out his mobile phone and sent two WeChat messages to Bu Chonghua.
—Almost as soon as it showed that the transmission was successful, the phone rang in the next second, and the caller number showed Bu Chonghua. He asked bluntly, "What do you want to say to me?"
Wu Yu turned around and looked out the window, half of his face was vaguely reflected in the glass, his voice was soft and hesitant: "...I saw the kidnapper they photographed, although the other party didn't show his face..."
Bu Chonghua interrupted him: "Did you see something?"
"I think… "
"Don't tell me, I won't listen."
Wu Yu suddenly stopped, the two ends of the phone were dead silent, and the messy roaring and roaring footsteps behind him suddenly became extraordinarily loud.
"What did I say, Wu Yu?" After a long time, Bu Chonghua's gloomy voice finally rang out again, and every word directly shook his eardrums: "Sooner or later, you must become a police officer who can stand alone, act resolutely, and prohibit orders. , become the focus of all eyes, and even become the leader and backbone of others. Everyone who mentions your name will know what kind of outstanding achievements you have, and they must respect you as much as those drug dealers fear you, otherwise Did you climb up from hell to fall back again?"
"I… "
"They can't keep you alone forever, and the dragon knows to destroy the sharpest blade on the dragon slayer first, so you have to be the one with the knife."
Wu Yu's throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say a word.
"Turn on the playback." Bu Chonghua commanded in a deep voice, "No matter what you see from the photo, whether it's right or wrong, go back and tell everyone now that I'm listening on the phone."
Wu Yu pressed tightly on the aluminum alloy window sill with one hand, and the knuckles of his slender five fingers were white.
"Turn on the playback," he heard the opposite Bu Chonghua slow down: "I'll accompany you here."
Wu Yu lowered his head deeply, with the hard glass window on his head, as if something was burning in his throat. Bu Chonghua's steady and repressed breathing came from the phone. After a long while, Wu Yu finally put down his phone and turned on the amplifier. He turned to face the noisy and busy room, and his voice was a little hoarse:
"I think the kidnapper was a guitarist."
The first is the technical investigator closest to him, then Liao Gang, Yang Chengdong, and then the criminal policemen of the Wuqiao Detachment.
Everyone gradually quieted down and looked at Wu Yu. Liao Gang wondered subconsciously and said, "...Xiao Wu?"
Yang Chengdong asked, "What's the basis?"
Facing the gazes of so many criminal policemen still made Wu Yu feel tense, but he just looked away slightly, and pointed at the computer in front of the technical detective, "Picture 3."
Yang Chengdong winked, and the technical detective immediately opened the third original film that had just been restored and sharpened. The right side of the image showed the left half of the kidnapper's body. The left hand was not wearing a rubber glove and was naturally hanging by his side.
"The shape of the kidnapper's left hand is different from that of ordinary people. The tip of the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger are very flat. There are faint white skin marks on the tip of the ring finger of the middle finger, which are the marks formed after tearing off the cuticle. It’s because the guitarist’s fingers cannot avoid lateral friction with the strings during the process of sliding and hitting the strings, especially the fingertips of the guitar playing the lead are usually flat, and the fingerstyle guitar is more likely to form calluses and blisters in this part.”
"Wait, wait," Yang Chengdong's thinking was very sharp, and he immediately began to pick on the prick: "Isn't playing the guzheng also a cocoon? What about the piano?"
Wu Yu said: "You are right, but guzheng plucks have fake fingernails, and real armor only plucks silk strings. If you can afford silk strings, at least the economic conditions are better, and kidnapping and extortion will not attack ordinary families. The piano is the same as silk strings. It's not something that ordinary people can afford, and when you hit the keys, the cocooning position will be more inclined to the crevice of the nails, which will cause cracks but not blisters."
There was a lot of discussion in the room, Yang Chengdong subconsciously imitated the movement of playing the piano, and then looked at his fingertips.
"The most important thing is that if you turn the picture back, you can zoom in on the lower corner of picture 6 and you can see the back of the kidnapper's right hand." Wu Yu paused, and saw that the technical detective immediately turned the picture a few frames, "The left hand is completely bald. On the contrary, the nails of about 2 to 3 mm are left on the right hand. This is because the real nails are better at plucking the bass strings, and the overtones are larger, and it is more convenient to strum the strings in fast-paced tracks. features."
The room was full of people looking at each other, Yang Chengdong stepped forward and grabbed the mouse, flipped through a few pictures, beckoned to his subordinates, "Did one of our team's new interns learn guitar?"
"Yes, Xiao Zhao!"
"Let him take a picture with both hands and send it."
His subordinates rushed out to make a phone call, and soon received a picture from the intern. Yang Chengdong pulled out his mobile phone and compared it with the screen on the computer. His expression was shocked and speechless, and he stood up and couldn't say a word.
The room was silent, no one made a sound.
After a long time, Yang Chengdong finally looked at Wu Yu: "...How do you see that, do you also play guitar?"
"—How do you know that the horse boy is impersonating during the day?" The shark's voice sounded in his ears in a trance, as indistinct as through deep water.
Wu Yu stood with the eyes of everyone in the room focused, with one hand on the window sill behind him, his back turned to the light, he hesitated.
"His index finger and middle finger are too yellow." He heard his own voice with a three-pointed smile, "People who eat powder tend to fall into a semi-sleep state after scalding and sucking the goods, and the tin foil may bake their fingers for a long time. Huang, this is one of them. Second, several horses were very nervous when they were interrogated, but his pupil rotation speed was slower than ordinary people. It should be the reason why he just sucked the fan spirit and didn't reply. That casino can enter the VIP room. The Ma Zai is not allowed to touch fans, so I think he is most likely to impersonate, and he was right in the first trial."
With the cool breeze on the terrace at night, the shark turned his head to look at him up and down, with a bit of surprise on his face that could not be concealed.
"... This kind of place can actually produce people of your quality." After a long time, a smile slowly emerged from the eyes of the big drug lord, and it seemed to have a lot of meaning: "Your boss must value you very much, right?"
"You're too famous." Wu Yu lowered his eyes and flicked the soot. Under the starlight, he looked young, soft and polite. He smiled and said, "What we do in this business is to rely on our eyes to eat. I just like to think about people."
Wu Yu raised his head, but he didn't look at the room full of police, he looked at the ground and laughed at himself:
"I just like to fool around with people."