v2 Chapter 145： Great idea for making money!

Popular recommendation:

In the corridor, McClain's face was filled with tears and snot. After more than 20 minutes, he barely recovered some vision, and his buzzing ears began to slowly recover.

"Lavino, something happened." McClain took out his mobile phone and made a call: "I was attacked and the target was taken away by others."

"...what's going on?" the other end of the phone asked.

"I don't know, the four gunmen... or submachine guns, and one more terrifying, throwing three flashbangs in his face." McClain said panting.

"Wait wait..." Lavino was a little stunned: "The person who attacked you had four submachine guns and flash bombs?"

"No, it's two groups of people." McClain said, "Those four people are dead..."

"If that's the case, why didn't the other party kill you?"

"...I don't know either." McClain was slightly silent and said inexplicably.

"Forget it, come back first."

…

Half an hour later, Cao Gui took the two back to the Osborne Group.

Looking at the two of them, Harry looked confused: "Cao, are Matthew Farrell two people?"

"Ha...you have a big brain." Cao Gui was speechless: "This weak chicken is our target. The person whose legs were broken by me is here to kill him."

"Oh, so it is." Harry nodded, and immediately turned his eyes to the two:

"Then who can say what happened to the blackout and Osborn's attack the other day?"

Cao Gui sat aside, took out SAI Glock, crossed Erlang's legs, and rubbed it leisurely, revealing his threat.

"Damn, you are definitely not the FBI!" Matthew roared.

"I'm a capitalist." Harry said sternly: "A capitalist who can influence the parliament, is there any doubt?"

"No more." Matthew turned into a good boy. He knew who really controlled the country.

"Then let's get down to business." Cao Gui smiled and said, "I answered the question just now."

"I don't know anything." Matthew said quickly, "I just wrote a piece of code, and nothing else was done."

Cao Gui and Harry directly ignored him. With this person suspected of being the mastermind here, Matthew's importance has been reduced a lot.

Cao Gui slowly looked down at the strong man who was suspected to be French, and the man broke out in cold sweat, whether it was pain or fear.

"I can say it, but there is only one request, don't kill me." The man said quickly.

"It can be considered." Cao Gui said slowly: "But it depends on whether your intelligence is strong enough."

The strong man breathed a sigh of relief, paused, and then said, "That's the doomsday plan."

"Doomsday plan?"

Cao Gui raised his eyebrows. He was very interested. Those who rushed to the end of the Marvel world were not small people. Who would it be?

"Yes, the doomsday plan." The French strong man continued: "The first step is to paralyze the country's traffic, the second step is finance and communications, and the third step is infrastructure, including nuclear power, fuel oil, water conservancy..."

"Three steps to play, the whole country will be abolished."

Oh, so it's such a doomsday.

Cao Gui suddenly lacked interest, just tossing America, what a big deal?

Cao Gui didn't care, but Harry was taken aback: "Damn! Who is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Thomas Gabbs, that's all I know. I've never met this man."

"What's the purpose of this Thomas... doing this?"

Cao Gui asked, there is no love for no reason in the world, and there is no hate for no reason.

"It is said that he used to be a cyber security expert in the Ministry of Defense, and then he was swept out of the house." The French brawn continued: "Since then he has nothing and a disgraced reputation..."

"Oh, I see." Cao Gui nodded, another anti-intellectual figure, similar to the man with glasses on the plane, who wanted to take revenge on society.

"Where is he now?" Harry asked in a deep voice, this matter is too serious and must be stopped!

"It seems to be in... Baltimore, I'm not very clear." The French brawny said hesitantly.

"Baltimore..."

Hearing this, Harry walked back to the computer and quickly operated on the computer. After a while, windows appeared on the screen one by one. In the center, there was a picture of a white man named Thomas Gabbs.

Cao Guimeng's pupils shrank, he knew this man, and Killer 47 looked like him when he grew his hair.

Cao Gui looked at Matthew Farrell, who was bewildered the whole time, and thought of McClain who was still in Camden. A movie suddenly came to his mind:

Die Hard 4 Virtual Crisis!

What Cao Gui had the most influence on this movie was the bald old Mai F-35 with his bare hands, and finally defeated it. Even the US team was only tearing up the Kun-style fighters by hand. On this point alone, McClain is no weaker than history. Steve Rogers.

jingle bell~

At this moment, the strong French man suddenly remembered the ringtone of his mobile phone.

"Yes!" Cao Gui raised his chin.

The strong French man pressed the answer button, and at the same time he turned on the speakerphone very intimately.

"The Osborne Group, right?" A magnetic baritone came from the phone:

"What I'm going to do next has nothing to do with you, and it won't hurt you. I hope we maintain a non-interfering relationship, otherwise... I think you know my ability."

Saying that, the phone hangs up immediately.

Cao Gui raised his eyebrows: "I forgot to search my body, that person knows the details."

Harry stopped what he was doing. Since he has been discovered, it means that the other party has changed positions, and there is no point in looking for it.

Harry instead notified Osborn's security department, tightened the firewall, and increased vigilance.

Cao Gui was not in a hurry. If he remembered correctly, the other party's purpose was not so-called revenge on the society, but to make money.

There is no idea of ​​revenge on the society, but to make money through the idea of ​​revenge on the society, the idea is still there, and it is very big.

My way of making money is somewhere... it's probably Woodron, there's a backup center where all the financial stuff is downloaded as a backup in the event of a devastating network breach.

Therefore, the so-called doomsday plan is actually a pre-plan for activating the backup system. Of course, it is also a plan by Thomas to hide from the sky. His original purpose is to make money.

In that case, Woodrow is a place Thomas will definitely go, and it's enough to stop him there.

"Cao, I have informed NYPD of what I just said..."

"Do you think they will believe it?" Cao Gui laughed. UU Reading

"This..." Harry hesitated, and he wouldn't necessarily believe it if it was him.

"So, when they have to believe it, they will believe it." Cao Gui said, looking at the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, before he knew it, the sky was already bright.

To the east, a red sun slowly rose, and the sun shone on the steel jungle of New York City.

Woodlawn Cemetery, inside a warehouse.

A dozen people were busy sitting in front of the computer, and the blond man with the killer 47 face clapped his hands and said, "Okay, guys, there was a little accident before, now let's continue."

"Everyone, are you ready?"

A young man with glasses laughed: "Thomas, the switch of the transportation network is ready."

"Very good." The killer 47-faced blond man nodded: "The first stage begins!"

Hearing this, the young man with glasses pressed the button on the keyboard, and the surveillance cameras flashed one by one. At the same time, all the computer screens in the New York Traffic Control Center went off instantly, and they could no longer see any information, and even made calls. not.

In just a split second, they lost control of the entire city's traffic.

Not only that, on the street, all the traffic lights were switched to green.

The situation was quickly reported on the NYPD table, and countless bells rang, and the entire NYPD became alert.

Somewhere on the 20th floor of an apartment, this is Gwen's home, George was suddenly awakened by the phone ringing in his sleep.

"You'd better give me a solution..."

"George, something happened, all the police officers in the city have canceled their vacation!"

George: "…"