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Chapter 483 The King's Treasure Trove! (Third Update!)

After hearing Guo Song's last sentence, Lin Yi couldn't help but blink. He brought the microphone to his lips and asked cautiously:

"Old man, what do you mean I should get involved?"

"You think my reach can extend that far? That's Libya and Algeria, which are more than 1 kilometers away. It would take 20 hours to fly there directly, and with refueling time, it would take almost a day!"

How can I get involved?

On the other end of the phone, Guo Song realized he had misspoke and changed to a gentler tone, saying softly:
"That's right, it's too far away, you can't get involved even if you want to."

"By the way, let me pass on Lao Zhu's message to you. Tell your people to take a couple of days off. The shipbuilding industry's warehouse is overflowing, and they're too busy to handle everything."

"I'm hanging up now!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yi picked up his phone, scratched his head, and walked to the window, wanting to sit down, but then felt restless all over.

More than 1000 tons of gold, worth nearly $40 billion.

Even if I can't get it myself, it doesn't stop me from putting some pressure on those treasure hunters. In life, you always have to find something to do, either for yourself or for others.

He racked his brains by the window for a long time, then remembered his thoughts from a couple of days ago.

I decisively grabbed my phone and returned to my computer, opened the document, and organized what Guo Song had just said, then sorted it out bit by bit.

[The Central Bank of Libya's gold reserves were misappropriated by Gaddafi—to be revised, over 1000 tons of gold belonging to the Central Bank of Libya were all moved by Gaddafi before he fled Tripoli, along with other assets held by the central bank, worth over $200 billion!]

[Gaddafi's vanguard commander, Damira, may have been involved in the organization of some of these supplies—Damira was in charge of the entire process, hiding these treasures worth over $200 billion in Libya and neighboring countries.]

[Damira is active in Algeria—Damira is Algerian, and he returned to Algeria to recruit soldiers, retrieve these supplies, and seize power in Libya! To continue Gaddafi-style rule!]

[The Israelis were involved—they plotted to seize this gold, intending to use it as collateral to obtain more weapons from America, thereby launching the Sixth Arab-Israeli War!]

The American people's involvement stems from the fact that the local American army is subservient to orders but disobedient to orders, and is pursuing its own interests!

【Tunisian……】

Gold reserves...

Because there was no concrete intelligence, Lin Yi's compiled information was all based on guesswork. Since it was based on guesswork, the bolder one was, the more information one could produce.

In less than half an hour, he had converted all the information Guo Song had given him into his own conjectures.

Once converted into intelligence, the next step is to make this information more realistic.

The simplest way to make it look real is to forge email communications.

Forged communications emails from secret departments.

Unfortunately, I've seen many similar emails in my past life.

It conveniently includes all those who want to spread rumors.

Imagining the scene after these emails were published, Lin Yi subconsciously sped up his typing.

Editing images is a bit of a hassle, let alone editing professional email images.

Lin Yi was busy from noon until the afternoon, and after lunch, he worked until late at night before finally finishing editing all the data.

After editing the photos, he packed up the materials and called Zhang Yiming late at night.

As soon as the call connected, Zhang Yiming's ecstatic voice came from the other end:

"Boss, just now, our stable users in China have exceeded 15, and our stable users overseas have exceeded 1400 million."

"Furthermore, we have received some advertising orders from overseas. If these orders are finalized, they will completely cover our initial investment!"

"Then we can add those paid features. Apple doesn't take a cut. By using those paid features, our software should be able to become self-sufficient. The next step after becoming self-sufficient is that we can start making money!"

Hearing those excited words, Lin Yi was somewhat dazed. The essence of the money-making logic of this type of platform is to act as an attention intermediary, connecting users, content creators, and advertisers, and then extracting profits from the game between these three parties.

There are only a few such large platforms in China yet, while Twitter, Facebook, and YouTube are already well-established internationally.

I know how to do it, but I'm not entirely sure myself, and the operations team has absolutely no idea how to do it.

The original idea was to cultivate a skilled operations team domestically and then leverage that experience to dominate international markets.

Unexpectedly, reality turned out the opposite, and it took off overseas first.

Moreover, the initial investment is not large. By taking on a few more advertisements, the team can support itself and even make a profit.

Really...

It's absolutely amazing.

With a sigh, Lin Yi gripped his phone tighter, lowered his voice, and asked into the microphone with a serious expression:
"How many of these users are Android users?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Yiming also sensed Lin Yi's worry. After a few clicks of turning pages, he spoke in the same concerned tone:

"rare!"

"The most important step next is to expand the Android user base. Spend some money on advertising. If you don't have enough, ask Mr. Ji for more. We need to take advantage of this opportunity as quickly as possible to build brand awareness. When advertisers come to negotiate, you can also include future Android users to try and get a higher price. I think those foreigners value the future the most, so they should agree."

After receiving Lin Yi's instructions, Zhang Yiming thought for a long time on the other end of the phone before softly humming in agreement: "Understood!"

After finishing the business, Lin Yi changed his serious tone and said with a smile:
"I have something here, I'll send it to your email later."

"Use administrator privileges to create a few accounts without any information, send those things to our software, then give them some traffic and push them hard."

"Remember, don't let anyone find out anything, especially Akamai Company!"

"Remember this! I'm hanging up now!"

With that, Lin Yi hung up the phone and returned to his computer to begin working.

…………

Lin'an.

Zhang Yiming hung up the phone and sat down at his desk to wait for an email from Lin Yi.

After waiting for a while, he got up from his chair, locked the door from the inside, and drew the curtains. He returned to his desk, turned on his phone's music player, and started playing music.

While the song was playing, an email icon popped up in the lower right corner of his computer, indicating that there was a new email.

Select the email, then select the attachment to download.

When Zhang Yiming opened the compressed file and saw what was inside, he was completely stunned.

After pausing for two seconds, he stood up and began circling his desk, his eyes fixed intently on his computer.

He paced around twice before finally sitting back down in his chair, reopening the attachments and skimming through them. The more he read, the more terrified he became.

When Lei Jun approached him, he knew that Lin Yi had a powerful background and influence.

After the formal meeting and the official job offer, he realized even more how powerful Lin Yi's background and influence were. But now, looking at the attachments in his hand, he felt only fear and trepidation.

He swallowed hard, his hands trembling, and dragged the mouse, separating the attachments by content and putting everything into the USB drive.

Before leaving with the USB drive, he deleted the email history and cleaned up his computer desktop.

After saying all this, he took the USB drive and walked towards the server room.

As he entered the server room, he casually closed the door and turned off the surveillance camera.

These actions naturally attracted the attention of several people in the computer room. Just as they were about to speak, Zhang Yiming handed over the USB drive:
"The boss's exact words were: 'Create a few accounts, post these things out, and then push them to a wider audience. Once enough people have seen them, delete them.'"

"And I need to remind you all, this matter must be kept completely to yourselves. No one is allowed to utter a word about it. Whoever does will die!"

Seeing his serious expression, the people in the computer room also frowned. Supervisor Wang Heng took the USB drive, inserted it into the computer, and opened its contents with a curious look.

He glanced at it for a few seconds, then abruptly closed the page and turned to Zhang Yiming: "Is this even allowed to be posted?"

Zhang Yiming shrugged: "The boss told me to issue it, so I told you to finish this and then keep it to yourself!"

Sitting in front of the computer, Wang Heng hesitated for a moment, then took out his phone and decisively dialed Lin Yi's number.

The moment the bell rang, he eagerly asked, "Senior brother, about Mr. Zhang's things..."

"I asked him to do it. After he posted it, I kept it to myself."

Lin Yi's words were calm and gentle. After listening, Wang Heng's face broke into a sinister smile. As he opened the file, he said with a smile:

"Since it was my senior brother who said it, then I'm relieved!"

Because he had the necessary permissions, Wang Heng didn't have to put in much effort to set up several accounts, and he even used a style that Westerners were used to.

Once the account setup is complete, the next step is to send out these materials.

Configure all accounts with one click and send!
Once the first view is displayed after sending, the data will be immediately retrieved and pushed to the stream.

…………

Arlington, Virginia, George Bush Intelligence Center.

For intelligence chief Walter, today was a very peaceful day. There were no major events internationally or domestically, and no complicated intelligence to deal with. All he had to do was sit back, sip his coffee, read the newspaper, and wait to get off work.

After he finished his coffee, his phone on the table suddenly chimed with a message:
I guess you'd like to see...

The information Walter wanted to see was hidden by the software, so he had no choice but to pick up his phone, unlock it, and check the pop-up message.

But when he entered the software and saw the pop-up message, he was completely taken aback.

The page that opened was clearly America's email interface, the one used by CIA intelligence personnel.

What terrified him even more was the content of the email.

[Report on the Operations of Group 2 in Tripoli:]

After a week of operations and extensive interviews, we have determined the timing of Gaddafi's withdrawal of gold from the Central Bank of Libya...

[The Fifth Group's investigation report in Beniwalid: Through the arrest and interrogation of local tribal leaders, it can be confirmed that Gaddafi used this place as a transit point for nearly 10 years to transport a lot of supplies, with the destination being Niger and Chad.]

However, the local tribal leaders were unaware of the recipients in Niger and Chad, so our next step will be to travel to Niger and Chad.

[7th Squad's pursuit report in Algeria:]
After several days of pursuit, we captured a subordinate of Gaddafi's former elite commander, Damira. Through this man, we learned that Damira's activities in Algeria were aimed at recruiting soldiers.

Therefore, we can reasonably infer that he knew exactly where the gold went.

Before his death, the man confessed to us that they had transported a batch of supplies into Niger, but had not handed them over to anyone; instead, they had returned after reaching the target area.

The person responsible for the handover is unknown, and the goods being transported are also unknown!

【…】

Looking at this information, Walter felt as if the sky had fallen.

…………

Borno State, northern Nigeria.

This is Nigeria's northernmost state, located at the junction of Niger, Chad, and Nigeria, near the edge of the Sahara Desert.

Because of the serious security problems, there is a lot of mercenary activity here.

In a heavily guarded courtyard east of Maiduguri, the state capital, several commanders from Dane International were gathered around a computer and a mobile phone, staring blankly at the information displayed on them.

On the computer screen was a message from their client, the American Ministry of Defense.

[Secretly travel to Niger to investigate the coordinates and confirm whether Gaddafi has hidden any gold there!]

On the phone, there were emails.

The specific information is that a key figure under Gaddafi, acting on orders from Gaddafi and Damira, secretly transported this batch of gold across the Sahara Desert and eventually hid it in the Iferuan region of Niger.

At the end of the email was a coordinate.

When these two items were placed together, the commanders of Dane International looked at each other, but no one spoke first.

After a long while, the person on the left finally asked, "Shall we go?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the person next to him retorted, "Do we have a choice?"

“If we don’t go, the Department of Defense will give the training contracts to others. Would you rather make a lot of money here, or go back to America, stay in your house, and slowly die?”

"I think you're probably not going to die anytime soon. Without money, I don't know what your family will say about you!"

After a few words, the person who had asked the question stopped talking, turned around, and began packing up his equipment.

Iferuan is located deep in the Sahara Desert, in a high-altitude mountainous region. Without adequate preparation, it's easy to get in but difficult to get out.

Meanwhile, 600 kilometers west of Maiduguri, a group of Russian mercenaries were also staring blankly at the documents in their hands.

After a long silence, Pavel Ivanovich, the leader of the mercenaries, slammed his hand on the table: "What are you dawdling for? Grab your weapons and go take a look!"

"If there's gold, we'll rob gold; if there's no gold, we'll kill America's mercenaries!"

"Pack your gear, get ready to go!"

(End of this chapter)