America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 62 Hidden Talent

Not long after, Dominic and Sieg returned, and surprisingly, they brought back several boxed lunches.

"This is a late-night snack prepared for us by the police station's chef, Allen. You've probably never had police station food before, have you?" Sig teased.

"That's true. Who would go there to eat food for no reason? I'm not qualified either."

Zhang Ailun took the boxed lunch and found that it contained meat, vegetables, ice cream cake, and a 330ml fruit drink, which was quite nutritious overall.

They also asked them what they had done in cooperation with the police officers throughout the day.

"I just read some scripts in front of the media cameras, and did nothing else. The filming process was also very tiring, like filming a documentary. I couldn't say the wrong thing, couldn't read the wrong script, and couldn't show any other expressions. We rehearsed back and forth between the first and second crime scenes for a long time... We filmed several takes, and then they drove us back."

Dominic looked numb and exhausted, complaining, "I finally understand how difficult it is to be an actor. This is inhuman work. Can you believe I have to do one expression five or six times in a row?"

Sieg was speechless. "It's hard to imagine that actors in adult films are like that too. The male and female leads definitely don't get to enjoy it as much!"

Is there even a question?

If you ask me to precisely control the speed and accurately evoke the audience's emotions in front of the camera, it would be very difficult for me to perform at my peak.

That's not a job that just anyone can do.

Being big is useless; you need to learn to shout.

"Officer Miguel is still in the hospital, unconscious after being taken out of the ER. Since he doesn't have much family, several other officers on administrative leave visited him with their families after learning about the incident, so he's basically out of danger. The police department is still investigating the arrest of the black attackers, and the results won't be out until tomorrow. Miguel will most likely give an interview and attend the award ceremony despite his injuries. The mayor and city council members will also be there. We'll have to go to the police station again tomorrow," Dominic said.

Zhang Ailun brought up the situation on the street where Sanji's bar was located. He originally wanted the two of them to go and take a look, but when he heard that they didn't have much time, he gave up for the time being.

"Since you don't have time, then forget it. If there are no special circumstances tomorrow, I'll go there myself," Zhang Ailun said.

It mainly depends on whether any valuable information appears in the daily intelligence reports.

Before long, Leo, Monica, David, and Gates returned one after another, carrying large and small bags of jars. They put personal labels on the bags and stockpiled them at the bridge cave camp.

Today, without the participation of Sig and Dominic, the four of them went all out, each responsible for a street, and collected more than two thousand jars, but unfortunately, they didn't find any valuable items.

Gates only found one toy block box, which he sold for $22 at the recycling center.

Zhang Ailun also symbolically took $5, rounding it up to $2300.

Not long after, Jason and Fitz returned, excitedly reporting the good news that they had found a buyer. They hadn't expected this thing to be so popular among high school students!

High school students in the ivory tower are too naive, too rebellious, and too playful; they're completely easy to manipulate.

Most of them were poor students from slum families in ordinary, impoverished communities. Although they would secretly buy leaves in private, they had never actually grown leaves before.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard they racked their brains, they never imagined that this was a blatant scam targeting them!

I went there to buy castor beans, but ended up buying a bunch of adulterated sorghum seeds.

Go ahead and plant them, one by one without making a sound.

But you don't dare to tell anyone outside, tell your family, or report to the police that you've been scammed.

If I told them, I'd definitely get a beating from my family first, and then be taken to the police station for "re-education" by the officers.

If my other friends found out, they would definitely laugh at me, and I basically wouldn't be able to get along with them.

They can only tell others that they accidentally ruined it.

Like a mute eating bitter melon, unable to express their suffering, whoever buys it will suffer a loss.

Jason and Fitz also dreamed of expanding their business, even having Blitz build them a shopping website specifically for castor bean seeds, to teach bad students in other states a lesson as well.

Just then, Blitz returned from get off work, and Jason and Fitz immediately approached him to discuss the matter.

They didn't mention it, and Zhang Ailun almost forgot that Blitz was also a programmer!

Blitz wasn't your average programmer, because he barely had any hair left; he was almost bald.

Zhang Ailun also curiously went over to inquire about Blitz's past and situation, but the result he received greatly shocked him.

Who would have thought that you, Blitz with your thick eyebrows, big eyes, and chubby figure, were actually a well-known underground hacker in California? A pioneer of the Internet?

WTF?

"Blitz, you used to be a programmer at an internet company, so you should know a lot about programming, right? Do you know about the VT exchange software?" Zhang Ailun then told him about what happened yesterday.

Blitz nodded, adjusted his glasses, and said, "I've heard of some. I know a little programming myself, and if it were up to me, I could indeed create a similar website. However, it would require initial capital to set up a base station and purchase identity packages, as well as hiring a team for daily maintenance to prevent remote DDoS attacks. But I don't really recommend you look into that; it's a very complex field!"

"You're too modest, Blitz!!"

Dominic, who knew Blitz's past very well, immediately explained to Zhang Ailun, "Alan, you might not know that Blitz was quite a famous figure in his youth. In high school, he managed to hack into the school's network backend, manipulate the surveillance system to secretly film the principal and female teachers having intimate moments, and then posted the videos on the school's intranet, making it a huge scandal and a hot topic on campus!"

"When I was in college, I hacked into the firewall of a company that specialized in cybersecurity, and the Trojan intrusion caused the system to crash and become paralyzed. I also conspired with others to manipulate the stock price of an electrical company, causing it to rise and fall, forcing the China Securities Regulatory Commission to intervene and stop trading that day. Later, the internet regulatory authorities found my personal IP address, and the local police came to my door to warn me, which made me stop. After graduation, because of my extensive experience, I was hired as a programmer at an antivirus software company."

"Now I'm just a greasy, overweight middle-aged man plagued by serious illness," Blitz said with a self-deprecating laugh.

If the internet hadn't been just emerging back then and the laws against hackers weren't so incomplete, someone like him would have been locked up for decades today, instead of just receiving a warning at the door.

Zhang Ailun's gaze towards him changed.

What kind of hacker master are you? I never imagined you'd end up homeless with that kind of skill.

(End of this chapter)