Tehran Grocery Store: My Intelligence is Priced Clearly

Chapter 52 Prevention is better than cure

What would I do with your life?

Zhang Jian smiled and slowly stood up from the chair.

"Alright, pack your things and come with me."

Amir paused for a moment.

"Where to?"

"Of course you should come to my place."

Zhang Jian pointed to Amir's house.

"You've already ruined this place like this, is there any need to clean it up?"

"Besides, do you plan to stay here forever?"

"Let's go, to my place."

"I will take care of everything for you."

"Not only do you have food and drink, but you also have someone to protect you."

"Of course, you'll also have to do some small tasks for me, consider it an onboarding assessment."

A look of confusion crossed Amir's face.

"What kind of work?"

Zhang Jian walked to the door and opened the rickety iron gate.

There's an eyesore security camera outside my newly opened grocery store.

"I want you to find out whose computer that thing's terminal is connected to."

"Also, take over all the network nodes within a three-kilometer radius of the grocery store."

Zhang Jian turned around and looked at Amir.

"Is it possible?"

Amir sneered and unplugged the computer's power cord.

"Three kilometers?"

Give me a top-of-the-line server, and I can let you see clearly whether every dog ​​within a three-kilometer radius is male or female!

Zhang Jian nodded in satisfaction.

"Shahra, help him move his things!"

40 minute later.

The pickup truck came to a smooth stop in front of Zhang Jian's new base.

Zhang Jian pushed open the door and got out of the car, then closed the door behind him.

Amir climbed out of the back seat, clutching his old laptop.

Looking up at the unassuming two-story building in front of me.

The main door on the first floor was wide open.

Farhad was rolling up his sleeves, directing several local laborers to carry sheet metal shelves into the house.

"Move a little to the left, yes, right next to that wall."

Farhad makes his famous gesture.

"Leave a passage for people to pass through; don't block the door."

Hearing the commotion outside, Farhad turned his head.

His gaze passed over Zhang Jian and locked onto Amir, who was following behind.

As a former senior intelligence agent, he could tell Amir's background with just one glance.

His steps were unsteady, his eyes were dark-rimmed, and he smelled of something sour.

He was clutching his laptop tightly; a typical tech geek.

only……

There's always this strange ruthlessness in this kid's eyes.

"Boss, who is this?"

Farhad stepped forward and silently stood between Zhang Jian and Amir.

Zhang Jian patted Fahad on the shoulder and pulled him aside.

"Let me introduce you to our new shop assistant, Amir."

Zhang Jian gestured with his chin toward Amir.

"This is Farhad, our store's security supervisor. From now on, your safety will be under his responsibility."

Amir glanced at Fahad, said nothing, and simply nodded silently.

Farhad looked Amir up and down twice, then leaned close to Zhang Jian's ear and whispered.

"Boss, where did you pick this guy up from?"

"This kid has a lot of resentment about him; he doesn't seem like someone you'd want to get along with."

"Nonsense."

Zhang Jian gently punched Fahad's arm.

"This is a top-notch tech expert I finally managed to recruit!"

"From now on, our electronic defense here will all depend on him."

Farhad raised an eyebrow but didn't ask any further questions.

Since the boss has spoken, he will do as he is told.

"Alright, stop standing there."

Zhang Jian turned his head and looked around. "Go and see what's going on around here. Try to get a few high-bandwidth fiber optic cables over here. Be quick."

Farhad responded and turned to beckon his two brothers to leave.

Zhang Jian then led Amir into the house.

The first floor has been almost completely tidied up, with several shelves neatly arranged against the wall, making it look quite like a general store.

"The second room on the left on the second floor is yours. It has a bed and a private bathroom."

Zhang Jian pointed upstairs.

"Go upstairs and take a shower first, change into some clean clothes, and I'll have someone bring your food up in a bit."

Amir didn't move, but looked up and pointed to the utility pole diagonally opposite the door.

"Are you talking about that security camera?"

"right."

Zhang Jian looked in the direction he was pointing.

"Can you handle it?"

"Child's play."

Amir pursed his lips.

"Give me ten minutes, and I can change the underlying logic of this outdated civilian surveillance system."

"It's not just that camera."

Amir turned around, his gaze sweeping across the street outside.

"If you give me enough equipment, I can take over all the surveillance cameras on this street."

"I can even build a small signal shield around it."

"I can detect it immediately if any unfamiliar electronic device approaches, or if someone tries to eavesdrop on our communications."

Zhang Jian's eyes lit up.

Isn't this exactly what he wanted?

With this system, my little building is like wearing an invisible bulletproof vest.

What equipment do you need?

Zhang Jian asked directly.

"High-frequency signal transmitters, several top-of-the-line servers, and signal guidance devices..."

Amir rattled off a string of technical terms, then shrugged.

"However, these things are not available on the market at all. Even on the black market, it's all about luck."

"You don't need to worry about the equipment. Just write me a list later."

"Any problem that can be solved with money isn't a problem for me."

"Alright, go upstairs and take a shower now."

"The smell on you could kill a cow."

Zhang Jian pinched his nose and waved his hand.

Amir blushed slightly, a rare occurrence, and turned to go upstairs with his laptop in his arms.

3 PM.

Farhad has already installed the network cable.

The room on the second floor, which was originally empty, now finally had some things inside.

Three huge curved monitors were placed side by side on the table.

The cooling fan inside the computer case emitted a low hum.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Amir looked much more refreshed.

He sat in front of the computer, his hands moving across the keyboard like a blur.

On the screen, lines of code were flashing wildly.

Zhang Jian walked in carrying two cups of hot tea and placed one of them next to Amir.

"How's the progress?"

"It'll be ready soon."

Amir didn't even look up.

"I have breached the main surveillance network of this neighborhood and am now building anti-tracking camouflage for our nodes."

"Snapped!"

He pressed the Enter key heavily.

The huge monitor screen in the middle flickered.

Immediately afterwards, the screen was divided into more than a dozen small sections.

The street in front of the grocery store, the alleyway diagonally opposite, and even a crossroads two kilometers away were all clearly displayed on the screen.

"Done."

Amir picked up his teacup, took a big gulp, and let out a long sigh.

"Now, everything on this street is under our surveillance."

"Furthermore, I set up dynamic alerts."

"If any suspicious vehicle or person lingers in the vicinity for more than three minutes, the system will automatically lock and issue an alert."

Zhang Jian looked at the clear images on the screen and nodded in satisfaction.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Of course."

"However, this is only peripheral surveillance."

Amir put down his teacup and pointed to the screen next to him.

"The signal network is still being built and tested, and it will probably be fully covered by tomorrow morning."

"As for the jammer, we'll have to wait until the equipment arrives before we can set that up."

"No rush, take your time."

Zhang Jian turned and went downstairs, calling Fahad over.

"Farhad, make arrangements for everyone to work in three shifts, keeping an eye on the surveillance cameras upstairs 24 hours a day."

"Report to me immediately if you notice anything amiss."

Farhad's expression hardened.

"Boss, do you think someone will cause trouble?"

"It's better to be safe than sorry."

Zhang Jian walked to the door and looked at the sky outside, which was gradually darkening.

"Langley died in Tehran, and the CIA won't let it go so easily."

Zhang Jian took out a cigarette case and lit one.

"If word gets out and the CIA or Mossad finds out I was the one who stabbed them in the back..."

"Those mad dogs will definitely not let us go."

Upon hearing this, Farhad's expression also turned serious.

"Understood, boss."

"I will personally lead a team to keep an eye on it."

"Alright, go ahead."

Zhang Jian waved his hand.

Farhad turned and left.

He leaned against the doorframe, watching the last rays of the setting sun be swallowed by darkness.

The cigarette butt in his hand glowed intermittently.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like