Luofeng complained from the side, "Alright, Brother Huang, stop testing . I’m sure you’ve investigated him a hundred tis already, right? You still don’t know what his deal is?"
Huang Qiyang deliberately shook his head and said, "We really don’t know!"
"Oh?" Luofeng smiled.
"You always say we ask questions we already know the answers to, but don’t you like doing exactly that yourself?" Huang Qiyang teased.
"Are we going to keep deadlocking here?" Luofeng said directly.
"Hahaha, fine, let’s talk about the matter first. This thing is actually very complicated!" Huang Qiyang said. "Co with ."
Soon, Huang Qiyang led Luofeng to an independent office.
Luofeng’s security guard followed behind, and Huang Qiyang had no intention of stopping him.
In this office sat more than a dozen people, and a huge screen wall had been set up. It looked like so kind of control center, or a remote command center?
Luofeng also saw Zhou Xingbin.
Wasn’t that the colleague who had co with Huang Qiyang the first ti?
"Luofeng, let introduce you. This is Lao Zhou, you’ve seen him before!" Huang Qiyang said.
"And this is Yan Kuan, our psychology expert on this side!" Huang Qiyang continued.
"Hello, Mr. Luo, very happy to et you!" Yan Kuan greeted.
Luofeng smiled and said, "Hello, expert!"
Yan Kuan waved his hand. "Everyone calls Old Yan or Old Man Yan. I’m just muddling along, what expert or not expert?"
This guy had sothing to him, openly mocking himself like that?
People like that were usually anything but simple.
Because people, in general, love to pretend to have what they don’t.
No money? Then they act like they’re rich.
No girlfriend? Then they act like they’re not lacking girlfriends, not interested at all?
No strength or prestige in the company? Then they just have to put on a proud face and step on others to prove they’re Aweso.
In other words, you pretend to have exactly what you don’t.
So if soone cos up and straightforwardly says he’s just muddling along, there’s an eighty to ninety percent chance he’s a ruthless character.
"This is our tech elite expert, Shi Lin! When it cos to computer technology, he’s really impressive!" Huang Qiyang said. "You’re all young people, so communicate more in the future!"
Shi Lin took the initiative and said, "Mr. Luo, how did you manage to delete all the security footage about that incident back then?"
Luofeng knew which incident he ant.
Wu Fanyu’s case.
The guy had been set up to die in a car accident.
"Ahem, ahem! Shi Lin, mind your own work!" Huang Qiyang started coughing.
Stuff like that.
Could you just talk about it here?
Wasn’t that making things awkward for Luofeng?
And that was a case that was fundantally untraceable.
What was the point of bringing it up?
To be brutally realistic, even if they sohow found evidence now, they still wouldn’t be able to use that case to move against Luofeng.
So what’s the point?
Besides, they didn’t even have any evidence yet.
And that guy had tried to break the rules first and wanted to kill Luofeng. He deserved worse than he got, okay?
Luofeng wasn’t embarrassed at all. Instead, he asked, "Then Expert Shi, how do you think it should have been handled?"
Seeing this, Shi Lin spoke up, "If it was a surveillance system connected to the network, you could delete all that data by accessing it through the network and controlling the area network. But most of the surveillance caras aren’t networked; that data is isolated. How could you possibly..."
At this point, Shi Lin stopped mid-sentence.
Huang Qiyang frowned.
He felt that Shi Lin had figured out the answer.
Shi Lin had indeed figured it out.
"So that’s how it is. I’ve been thinking about it wrong this whole ti. I’ve completely misjudged you. You’re not hackers at all!" Shi Lin sighed.
For hackers.
Physical isolation really is an insurmountable barrier.
But since when was Zhongyi Tang a hacker organization?
They did have hackers, sure, but what they were really strong in was that group of highly skilled fighters.
They didn’t need to hack in at all. They could just physically access the surveillance systems in the real world, okay?
They had been barking up the wrong tree from the start.
Luofeng didn’t respond to Shi Lin. He turned to look at Huang Qiyang. "Brother, can we talk about the matter now?"
Huang Qiyang was silent for a few seconds before he said, "Do you know about Bran Island, that is, the issuing rights over a certain currency?"
"I don’t know the details. I only know that over there, for the Bran Dollar, there’s a Duofa Bank or sothing, right?"
Huang Qiyang nodded. "Yeah. Besides our Daxia Bank, there’s also an Atlantic Bank that holds agent issuing rights there. The physical notes over there are currently issued jointly by our Daxia Bank Bran Island branch and Atlantic Bank."
"Keep going," Luofeng said.
"This year is the renewal period for the agent issuing rights for the Bran Dollar. If nothing unexpected happens, both sides will get the issuing rights for the next ten years," Huang Qiyang said.
Luofeng smiled. "Whenever soone says ’if nothing unexpected happens,’ it usually ans sothing unexpected is going to be used. So, what’s the ’unexpected’?"
"Do you know what printing plates are?"
Luofeng made complaints, "Don’t tell the printing plates for the Bran Dollar have gone missing?"
"Mm!" Huang Qiyang nodded.
"Huh?" Luofeng was genuinely stunned.
"Damn it!" Luofeng looked at him speechlessly.
What the fuck kind of situation was this?
They could even lose the plates used to print currency?
"Old Huang, that joke is really not funny at all!" Luofeng said.
"It’s really not a joke. With sothing like this, you think I’d be joking?" Huang Qiyang said.
"Which bank lost them...?" Luofeng paused for a mont. "Daxia Bank’s Bran Island branch?"
"Yes and no. I already said, this year is the renewal period for the Bran Dollar agency. If this incident blows up, do you think our bank can still get the contract?"
"So it was our bank that ’lost’ them, but it actually wasn’t our fault, soone planted it on us?" Luofeng asked.
"Exactly!" Huang Qiyang nodded.
"Do you have any suspects? If our bank loses the issuing rights, Atlantic Bank stands to gain the most. You should be focusing your investigation on them, right?" Luofeng said.
"It’s not that simple!" Huang Qiyang sighed. "You’re right, Atlantic Bank definitely has the biggest motive. Let walk you through the specifics first."
"Oh right, you should know the denominations of the Bran Dollar, right?" Huang Qiyang continued.
The Bran Dollar starts at 10 units, then 20, 50, 100, 500, and 1000.
Luofeng nodded. "Of course I know."
"This ti, the missing plates aren’t the full set. It’s only the plates for the 10 and 20 denominations," Huang Qiyang said.
"That should be a good thing then," Luofeng said.
It was only the small denominations of 10 and 20; the loss should be smaller, right?
"No, no, no!" Zhou Xingbin said. "In terms of losses, there’s no such thing as big or small. No matter what denomination’s printing plates go missing, it’s an extrely troubleso issue!"
Zhou Xingbin continued, "If whoever has the plates starts mass-printing 10 and 20 Bran Dollars and releases them on a large scale into the market, it’ll cause a severe shock to Bran Island and the surrounding regions!"
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