Live stream: Bragging to an orca, exposed by netizens

Kyle's hand froze in mid-air, all the muscles in his body tense.

Su Man was terrified.

She looked at Shen Fei, completely bewildered by the situation, her eyes filled with fear and confusion.

But Shen Fei didn't seem to hear those words.

He slowly walked to the telephone, then bent down and calmly spoke into the hands-free microphone.

"Please ask another question."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

Clearly, he never imagined anyone would dare to speak to him like that.

Shen Fei wasn't afraid. He decided to take the initiative and said:

"You don't have to ask who I am, you should ask me what I really want."

The person on the phone got angry and said:

[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name 1110 ...

"How dare you talk like that! You're being incredibly insolent! Young man, do you know who you're talking to? The mess you've created is enough to put you in federal prison for life! Your so-called 'exercise' was a complete lie from beginning to end!"

Shen Fei straightened up, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip.

"Then let me ask you, wasn't my fish farm targeted with a biological weapon? Does that mean this is fake too?"

He asked rhetorically.

"We have obtained evidence of what Poseidon Industries did. They will be punished accordingly."

The other person's tone seemed to soften a bit, as if they were trying to control the situation, "But the method you used has crossed the line."

"The red line?"

Shen Fei smiled.

"Your military-industrial enterprises treated the entire ocean as a dumping ground for genetic experiments. Where were your red lines then?"

"Furthermore, those capitalists on Wall Street gave them money, and they shared in the profits. Where were their red lines then?"

"Now, I just turned off the lights in New York for a little while, and you all want to talk to me about red lines?"

Then came a long silence.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be quickly trying to figure out what information and attitude Shen Fei was conveying in his words.

He felt that this person not only knew about Poseidon Industries, but also about their illegal sewage discharge.

He also knew that there were military-industrial complexes and Wall Street capital behind this.

This cannot be explained by a simple terrorist or madman.

What do you want?

Finally, the aged voice rang out again. This time, he adopted Shen Fei's suggestion, but his tone carried a clear and undisguised scrutiny.

"I want that thing called the Prometheus Platform to disappear from this world completely."

Shen Fei spoke slowly, word by word.

"I also want the board of directors of Poseidon Industries, and everyone at Arctic Shield Corporation involved in this project, to pay the price for what they did."

"I need a list of them."

"Can."

The other party answered very quickly, so quickly that it was unexpected.

"The Prometheus platform will begin dismantling within 24 hours. The information of those involved will be sent to your lawyer David Murray's encrypted email address in half an hour."

Kyle and Suman both stared wide-eyed.

They didn't expect the other party to agree so readily.

This shows that the person on the other end of the phone wields terrifying power.

"So now, can you restore Cape Indiana to normal?"

The voice asked, "After daybreak, I need the Wall Street trading system to be functioning properly."

"sure."

Shen Fei replied.

He walked back to the window and looked at the distant horizon, which was beginning to lighten.

"Before sunrise, the lights of New York will come back on."

"But you'd better remember that."

"You're not negotiating with me."

Shen Fei turned around, spoke his last words into the phone.

"You are negotiating with an enraged ocean."

After he finished speaking, he didn't give the other party any chance to respond and directly reached out and pressed the button to end the call.

The red light went out.

The study returned to silence.

Kyle felt as if all his strength had been drained away. He could only lean against the wall, panting heavily. His back was soaked with cold sweat.

"Boss..." He looked at Shen Fei, his eyes filled with awe, fervor, and a hint of lingering fear, "That person... who exactly is he?"

"He's a problem solver."

Shen Fei said it very calmly.

"Because we just convinced him that we can create a bigger problem than all his enemies combined."

However, Chen Zhe recalled his past.

Just then, David Murray's video call request popped up.

Shen Fei answered the call.

David's face appeared on the screen; he looked ten years older, but his eyes shone with a mad light.

"Boss! We did it!"

He was practically shouting as he spoke.

"As soon as the news of the shutdown at Cape Indiana was confirmed, the North American energy index plummeted in pre-market trading!"

"Our five-fold leveraged short position has already made over nine figures in just a short while!"

"Wall Street is going crazy! Everyone thinks World War III is about to break out! The White House phones are ringing off the hook!"

Shen Fei listened to David's report without showing any expression on his face.

The numbers of wealth no longer mean anything to him.

He looked at Hannah in the video.

How long can the algae maintain their activity?

"Fifty minutes."

Hannah answered precisely, "They will completely break down in fifty minutes, and then the cooling system will be working properly again."

"That's enough."

Shen Fei nodded.

"David, you should prepare to close your position. Before sunrise, convert all profits into cash."

"Then, you use the money we earn to buy shares in Arctic Shield on the market. I want to be their shareholder."

David paused for a moment.

Using the money made from shorting the entire sector to buy up individual stocks that have been suppressed?

This is insane!

But he only paused for a second.

"Yes, boss!"

He accepted the order with great excitement, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for the impending financial storm.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Fei felt very tired. He rubbed his temples, as the continuous use of his mental energy had left him feeling exhausted.

Su Man came over. She didn't say anything, but quietly massaged his temples.

Her movements were very gentle.

"Boss," Kyle's voice rang out again, now calmer, "what's our next step?"

"wait."

Shen Fei answered with his eyes closed.

"Wait for our opponent to fulfill what he just promised."

He had barely finished speaking.

In the video, Hannah, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke up.

"Shen Fei".

Her voice was still as cold as ever, but this was the first time it carried a hint of fluctuation.

"Perhaps you don't need to wait anymore."

She switched a view to the big screen.

That was a real-time image from a deep-sea thermal imaging satellite, its target pointing precisely at the area where the Prometheus platform was located.

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

The bright orange-red heat source signal, representing the huge "steel heart" beneath the platform, suddenly flashed.

then.

As if without any warning, the signal disappeared, as if someone had turned it off.