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Chapter 156 A Wallet That Came from Afar! (Third Update!)
We landed at 3 a.m.

Upon hearing the exact time, Lin Yi unconsciously tightened his grip on the phone.

This is really...

He deserves to be killed!

This is where we landed.

Just as he was about to curse, Lin Yi suddenly put his phone in front of him. The time displayed on the phone was 9:37 PM on February 13, 2010.

It is known that there are no direct flights between Iraq and China. To travel from Iraq to China, one must first transfer in Dubai, UAE.

Flights from Dubai to Zanwu Airport are direct, and the entire journey takes approximately 8 to 9 hours.

This guy landed at 3 o'clock, which means he should be somewhere between India and Bangladesh right now.

Well known.

To avoid unnecessary signal interference during flight, flight attendants will ask passengers to turn off their mobile phones after boarding.

If this guy is on a plane, he has no chance of making a phone call.

So, the person who came wasn't Ahmed at all!
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yi brought the microphone to his lips and said in an unfriendly tone:

So you didn't come?

The person on the other end sensed his unfriendly tone and immediately explained:

"It was Little Sader who came; there was nothing we could do to persuade him otherwise."

"But don't worry, he already had a passport with Chinese ties. Using a different passport to enter the country shouldn't attract the attention of anyone with ulterior motives."

"Heh!" After a cold snort, Lin Yi held his phone high, deliberately recording the sound of fireworks exploding. After a while, he continued in an icy voice:

"It's just this once, it won't happen again."

After delivering his lukewarm threat, he hung up the phone and turned to look at Ji Shuangshuang:

"Go get two warm coats, we're going to pick someone up."

Ji Shuangshuang nodded, quickly got up from the ground, and rushed into the office building. Before long, she appeared in front of the office building with two thick coats.

Lin Yi's Santana was also in place when she came out.

With the accelerator pressed down, the Santana headed south towards Zanwu International Airport.

…………

"Dear passengers, thank you for taking this flight. We have landed. Please take your luggage and children with you as you prepare to disembark."

Several languages, including Chinese, English, and Arabic, were used in turn to announce that the plane had landed. The flight attendants also started checking each seat from the rear of the plane to prevent any passengers from falling asleep and not being able to hear the announcements, while also checking the seats themselves.

To prevent anything unpleasant from appearing on the seat.

Although he was already in his thirties, his curiosity about this magical country, which was setting foot in it for the first time, still overshadowed his age.

He's like a curious child, looking around everywhere, and if he finds something interesting, he'll take out his phone and take a commemorative photo.

And so, he took photos as he walked out with the flow of people.

As he walked, he saw a young man holding a sign.

His name was prominently displayed on the sign, written in Arabic.

Upon seeing the name, Sadr immediately looked at the person holding the sign below. In just one glance, he recognized the young man as Lin Yi, whom Ahmed and the others had mentioned many times.

Little Sader was very excited when he first met him in person.

He took a deep breath, ran over quickly, and then gave Lin Yi a hug:
"Mr. Lin, this is our first meeting, please take good care of me."

"Let's go, the car's outside!"

In the airport parking lot, Sader saw Lin Yi's car, a Santana that was at least 10 years old.

Upon seeing the car, Sadel's admiration for Lin Yi grew even stronger.

Even in Iraq, very few people would buy a car like that.

Iraqis, living under the shadow of war, preferred sturdy and durable vehicles, especially tractors.

That thing can carry both people and goods; it's practically the perfect vehicle.

And this young man, who stirred up trouble in the Middle East with just a flick of his finger, was driving a car like this.

They really did abandon those with low tastes!
Little Sader, holding his phone, avoided Lin Yi's license plate and started snapping photos of the beat-up Santana.

After he finished filming, Lin Yi called everyone to get in the car, then stepped on the gas, and the vehicle sped off towards Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

Zanwu Airport is located in the southern district. At 3 a.m., the main force that set off fireworks on the road had already dispersed, leaving only a few scattered individuals still setting off fireworks on the road.

They carefully lit the fireworks, and with each explosion, the fireworks shot into the sky, bursting into plumes of smoke and fire. But every time the explosion rang out, little Sader would instinctively turn his head to look in the direction from which it came.

At first, he wasn't quite used to it, but after watching it a few times and confirming that the explosions were coming from the exploding fireworks, his furrowed brows immediately relaxed.

"Mr. Lin, are you celebrating some kind of holiday?"

"Spring Festival, Chinese New Year, is one of the more important festivals for the Chinese people."

As they were talking, the vehicle drove into Gusu District.

Compared to the South District, Gusu District has a larger population and more people setting off fireworks.

Lin Yi found a good spot to enjoy the view, parked the car, and just as he pulled little Sadel out of the car, another round of fireworks began.

The next second, urged on by the explosions, countless fireworks shot into the sky, bursting into brilliant clouds.

The sound of the fireworks exploding was deafening, and the resulting flashes lit up the horizon and illuminated the entire city in a colorful black.

From above, a faint mist floats amidst the colorful blackness.

That was the smoke produced after the gunpowder exploded, carrying a unique gunpowder odor.

Standing by the roadside, watching the fireworks soar into the sky and smelling the gunpowder in the air, young Sadr slowly turned around and said earnestly:

“If you hadn’t told me it was a holiday, I would have seriously doubted that I was on the battlefield in Mosul right now.”

"I feel like the amount of gunpowder used in your fireworks show is more than what we use to fight a war."

Lin Yi slowly walked forward and stood beside Little Sader. He crossed his arms and watched the distant fireworks for a while. Only after the fireworks subsided a bit did he speak softly:

"You have no doubt that at the end of 2008, the fireworks and firecrackers set off during the Spring Festival alone consumed approximately 15 to 20 tons of gunpowder."

"This year there will only be more, not less."

"Compared to this, your small-scale wars are nothing compared to this fireworks show."

Gulu.

A very loud swallowing sound rang out. Little Sader turned his head to look at the fireworks that had been set off again in the distance, and finally got into the car reluctantly. He then sat in the passenger seat and stared blankly.

Lin Yi didn't stand there in a daze; he just floored the gas pedal and continued heading towards Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

After getting out of the car, he was about to take little Sader to the staff dormitory building so that he could rest for a while.

We planned to talk after he woke up. But little Sader wasn't happy about that and asked very directly:
"Mr. Lin, you said you have some interesting things, and asked us to send someone over to take them back right away."

"I'm here now, can you take me to see what fun things are here?"

I knew the other party was in a hurry, but I didn't expect them to be in such a hurry.

Lin Yi was also straightforward. He didn't continue to hide anything, but took Little Sader directly to the technical department office, settled him on the sofa, and then turned to walk towards the safe next to him.

Enter the password, the safe door opens, revealing the contents inside.

It was a box that was a little over half a foot tall, about the width of a palm, and about the length of a palm.

Tea box.

Lin Yi took the tea box, weighed it in his hand, and then opened it in front of Little Sader.

Inside the box was a transparent plastic bag, and inside the transparent plastic bag were some black substances.

Lin Yi casually tossed the transparent plastic bag onto the coffee table and pointed:
"This is what I asked you to come and get this time."

"This is a special kind of explosive. According to the test team, it is incredibly powerful, but detonating it is a little troublesome."

“In my original plan, you would have needed another two weeks or so to arrive. That two weeks would have been enough time to provide you with a batch of high-quality goods.”

"But Mr. Sader, your sudden appearance has completely disrupted my rhythm."

"I don't have enough to give you right now, so you can only take this little bit to satisfy your craving."

After listening to Lin Yi's explanation, Little Sader immediately focused his attention on the black substance wrapped in a transparent plastic bag in front of him.

I poked it with my finger, and even through the plastic bag, I could clearly feel how fine the substance inside was.

I don't know what technology was used to process it.

He poked at him again with his finger, and then looked up at Lin Yi, his light blue eyes full of pleading.

Understanding the thought in his eyes, Lin Yi pointed to the transparent plastic bag:
"You can open it and take a look."

Having received permission, little Sadel immediately opened the transparent plastic bag, carefully smeared a little of the contents onto his finger, and then examined it closely by the light of the energy-saving lamp.

It was called research, but it was really just observation, smelling, and tasting.

But this research left the man from Iraq stunned.

He couldn't smell the distinctive scent of explosives in this pile of black matter.

The smell of nitrates.

I dipped a little more in and put it in my mouth, and sure enough, it didn't taste like that.

He then carefully set aside a small amount and tried to light it with a lighter.

After trying for a long time, the black substance failed to ignite. Instead, the valve of the plastic lighter burned out due to prolonged exposure to operating temperature.

obsolete.

After retying the plastic bag, little Sadel asked the question that had been bothering him:
"Mr. Lin, is this really explosive?"

Under his questioning gaze, Lin Yi reached out and untied the transparent plastic bag, spilling all the black substance inside onto the coffee table.

It was a black layer, like coal.

He picked up a little bit with his hand and then placed it in front of little Sadr:
"This is a high-performance explosive, but it is also a raw material for batteries."

"To turn this into a high-performance explosive, you need to use octogen explosive as a detonator to provide sufficient blast pressure."

"Only when the pressure from the inside out is sufficient will the substance reveal its true nature."

"As for other situations, they cannot be met."

"This thing can meet the needs of both explosives and electricity at the same time. I think it would be quite good in your small area."

After hearing the explanation, little Sader looked at the pile of black powder on the coffee table and swallowed hard.

This is good stuff!
Absolutely amazing stuff!

Especially since this stuff can be used as battery material, it means that importing and exporting it will be very convenient. Even if the Americans want to investigate in the future, they may not be able to trace it back to themselves.

It's like closing the rice cooker and gas cylinder from last time.

Who would have thought of this?
In his excitement, Sader remembered what Lin Yi had just said: to detonate this kind of explosive, an explosive with a detonation velocity of over 9000/s is required.

This……

He rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, then looked at Lin Yi pitifully:

"Mr. Lin, as you know, our industrial capacity is weak. You're asking us to find Octogen to make the detonator, but we simply can't find it..."

"Stop!" Lin Yi raised his hand to make a stop gesture, then crossed his arms and looked at Little Sader with a smile.

When the other person felt their scalp tingling from Lin Yi's gaze and turned their head away to avoid eye contact, Lin Yi spoke:

"None of us are good people, so Mr. Sader doesn't need to pretend to be innocent in front of me."

“You don’t have Octokine, but the Israelis, Americas, the French, the English, they do!”

"Don't tell me you didn't do business with Soldier America."

"If the information I have is correct, you locals have been going to great lengths to provide services to those NATO coalition forces."

"Including but not limited to sunflower seeds, peanuts, mineral water, instant noodles, eggs, and concubines."

"Under these circumstances, if you can't get your hands on Octogen, then I think you can go home and rest."

Under Lin Yi's intense gaze, little Sader slowly lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong.

Knowing that the other party was putting on an act, Lin Yi was happy to have some peace and quiet.

He carefully swept the powder off the coffee table back into the box, packed it up, and then handed the box to young Sadr.

"Remember, souvenirs, don't soak them in water to drink!"

As Little Sader took the box, Lin Yi suddenly spoke again:
"By the way, how's the gas cylinders and rice cookers you took over before going down?"

Upon hearing Lin Yi ask about these two things, Little Sader rubbed his temples.
“We are selling them off little by little to the Justice League, the organization that split off from our Sadr Movement.”

"Compared to our Sadr Movement, the Justice League is more suited to gas cylinders and rice cookers."

At this point, Sadr opened his coat and took out a bank card from the left breast pocket of his coat, placing it on the table:

“Mr. Lin Yi, there are $1000 million in this card.”

"This is the payment I brought with me."

“This $1000 million will all be exchanged for the special explosives you mentioned.”

“If this special explosive is really as you say, Mr. Lin, I can also help you get orders from other countries.”

"A huge order!"

After saying these words, Lin Yi's gaze towards Little Sader changed.

It's like looking at a wallet!
(End of this chapter)