One Planet for Everyone! Building Science and Technology Civilization at the Beginning

"Commander, data analysis is over."

"Show the results."

A large map of the Donghai city appeared, and the base stations were all connected by the mobile phone number in the hands of Qiang Ye.

"This big fish is still hiding beside us." Zhou Lei circled several dense connection points, "Show the map of these areas."

"It's amazing, I live in a villa area, and I'm still active in the financial district." To judge the places with the most connections on the map and time, you can basically see the pattern of this person's activities.

I didn't make this up, it's the truth.

"Intellectual brains make a plan to find this person." Zhou Lei looked at the time, it was almost time for the phone number to go home.

Grandpa Qiang's black extended Mercedes drove out of the underground garage in the financial district and merged into the convoy entering the Yan'an Road Tunnel.

At this time, in the mobile operation and maintenance center, several base stations near the tunnel entrance on the Haixi side suddenly turned red and went offline.

"Call someone remotely to see if the network is down."

"I know I'm on duty, I'll deal with it right away."

Here, the operation and maintenance opens the management page, and logs in to the server of the base station. "No problem. It is estimated that the network is temporarily disconnected, and it has been restored."

A few minutes ago, the car running on the overhead was affected, and all mobile phones inside lost connection.

Then only the number of Lord Qiang was the first to go online, and other people's mobile phones waited for ten seconds before connecting. Although this time is short, it is enough for the intellectual brain.

The connection signal is as obvious as the firefly under the night sky, and then through the road camera, combined with the time stamps of the two, it is obvious to identify the license plate number of the strong man, and the driver's photo under the high-definition camera.

It was the guy with the registration number who was sitting in the front passenger seat of the Mercedes-Benz.

"Intellectual brain, mobilize satellites to come here."

"Yes, Commander."

"In order to take a picture of the car, it costs a lot of fuel to transfer the satellite over."

"It's okay, someone in the company refuels the satellites, it's not as troublesome as before."

"Report to the commander, the satellite orbit change is completed."

"Watch this car."

"As ordered, Commander."

After driving for more than 40 minutes, Mr. Qiang's car stopped in the villa area near Hongqiao.

Four people can be seen from the satellite getting out of the car and into the house.

Zhinao immediately found the owner of the house, and this information can be found on the website of the Real Estate Bureau.

Chen Jinqiang, born in 1968, is a Malaysian of Chinese origin. He has more than ten companies in China, involving small loans, investment in the film and television industry, etc.

"It's a big fish. It is estimated that it has at least four or five billion net worth."

"It's almost all the hard-earned money of slaves, let him beg for food in the next life." Wang Jing said fiercely with his fists clenched.

Zhou Lei thought it was funny, kissed her, and said, "Don't be so angry with the youth, just take all his money and let him go mining."

"You're tougher than me."

"That's why we are partners. Let's be superheroes for a time. You don't mean that every day is boring."

"Kill him!"

Zhou Lei pulled Wang Jing, "Go, I'll show you my toys."

"Hey, man."

Wait until a door opens and walk into a room that looks like a museum. Rows and rows are filled with various mechs, combat suits, vehicles and aircraft.

"This row is the suit of Iron Man, and here is the suit of Spider-Man. Of course, if you want to become the Hulk, I can only find another girl, or you won't be green."

"Fuck you, Zhou Lei, if you talk nonsense again, I'll cut you to death."

"Don't dare, I'll just sell it. Come here, want to try that one?"

"Is it still Iron Man, is there one that fits my body?"

"How simple, just customize one."

"Will it be too slow?"

"No, you stand still. Brain, scan."

A red light lit up from the ceiling and circled around Wang Jing's body within a few seconds.

"Okay, let's start making it right away."

"It's so simple, it takes a long time to watch Iron Man in the movie."

"That's the movie, and the truth is always more advanced than imagined. Full 3D printing technology, one-time molding, half an hour to wait immediately."

"Okay, it's time to choose your weapons and equipment."

"I want to be able to fly and have strong firepower. See who sells who."

"Is the Chinese people's fear of lack of firepower not cured? In fact, I will bring robots, drones, transport planes and other safeguards over there. You can be responsible for being beautiful."

"That's it, then I'm going to paint the best-looking appearance, get the computer, and I'll design the appearance myself."

Zhou Lei wanted to slap himself and tell you to talk more.

It really took 30 minutes to make, and the exterior design didn't finish for three hours.

"Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing, are you alright? If you wait any longer, it will be tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is tomorrow. It doesn't mean that there is no danger to his life. It's better to let him suffer more." Wang Jing was still designing the outer painting of the battle suit on the computer, stroke by stroke.

"Okay, it's your cousin, your cousin

So cruel, I have nothing to say. "

What else, Zhou Lei also took out his notebook and made tactical planning.

The robots will divide their troops into three groups, all the way to Chen Jinqiang, the strong man's lair, tie people up and leave. Avoid the camera, turn out from the back wall of the villa area, and go straight to the corresponding plane.

The other two will lead the team by themselves, first remotely control the monitoring of the four buildings in the casino, and then use the airborne method to enter the roof of the building and attack from top to bottom. The ground containment team will enter the Philippines ahead of schedule tonight. There are many mercenaries who often do something for the Sanshi Group, so just find some on the spot.

Almost every large group will become like this in the end, there are black and white, and it is difficult to be alone.

This time, this tumor must be fundamentally removed, and in order to avoid a resurgence, it may be necessary to shut the strong master away.

Manila, Philippines, in a wealthy neighborhood far from the city.

Five men and women of different colors gathered around a room on the second floor to sort out their gear.

"Boss, there is an order coming."

"How's the price?"

"250,000 Citicoins, just one day tomorrow."

"Who is the employer?"

"The code name is RedRock."

"Take it." The boss knows who the code name is. This job is generally not troublesome. Most of the things are done by "people", and their role is to check for leaks and fill the gaps. "Show me the list."

This white man in his thirties, code-named Wan Crocodile, was born in the Citizen Marine Corps. Although he is not a special force, he has participated in many battles and is considered to be experienced.

After being discharged from the army, he found that the capable ones were either security guards or gangsters, so he found a few friends in the army to become mercenaries, mainly taking some low-risk orders.

The list is very simple. It just says that people and vehicles entering and leaving the Pearl Building will be monitored and all photos taken from tomorrow morning. Then after 11 o'clock tomorrow night, if a vehicle or person is found leaving, it will be notified to the contact channel in time.

"It's an easy job, you don't even need to bring a gun," said a certain lady.

"But I have a hunch that this matter is absolutely no small matter." Mr. Wan Crocodile said, rubbing his bald head, "Better take it and hide it in the car first."

"Then I'll prepare the telephoto lens and camera," said another.

"Get another one, I remember that the Pearl Building has two entrances."

"Got it, boss."

Early the next morning, five people arrived in a small hotel opposite the Pearl Building in a humble SUV.

"You two go to monitor the back door." Wan Crocodile sent the other two people to a surveillance point at an intersection away from the Pearl Building. It was indeed a bit far away, so we could only shoot with a fixed camera with a telephoto lens.

And this monitoring point is still in the open air. Although the weather is good, it will always rain in the afternoon, so they have to bring rain gear.

The camera in the small hotel was set up, and after the telephoto lens was inserted, I started to try a few.

"Okay, ready for data transfer."

"Received, boss."

Zhinao's data analysis platform began to continuously receive high-definition pictures sent back. Today's overseas cameras are so handsome, and domestic ones are so unsatisfactory.

Then photos of each corresponding casino organization began to be displayed on the big screen, and a person's head lit up.

"These people really take this as a company and come to work early in the morning."

"It's not because of money. If Chen Jinqiang becomes a pauper, these people will run the fastest."

On the other side of the screen, I have seen Chen Jinqiang's Daben also going out. He is really more diligent than Zhou Lei at work, and he is ready to go to the financial district office.

"You said, these people are working so hard, what reason do we have to be lazy."

"I'll still be a lazy rice bug woman, hey, Shitou, you haven't gone back all night, won't your wife tell you?" Wang Jing asked maliciously.

"It's okay, she has a daughter and basically ignores me. She also knows that I won't run around."

"Haha!" That's because you don't gather for a banquet, so no one will stuff you with girls, otherwise you would already be the protagonist of the scandal news.

Wang Jing felt that her old lover was not an ordinary house. I don't usually post some shit, I don't date internet celebrities, I don't show off my wealth every day, in short, I'm a very boring person.

Except he will design some toys.

"Go! X-force!"

At ten o'clock at night, a black G8 parked on the side of the road in the villa area, where there are few vehicles except for some people passing by occasionally.

At the two intersections, there were sewer workers who were suddenly notified to rush repairs. This was a fake mission, but their website for dispatching orders was hacked.

The construction trucks blocked the road, and the workers began to take down some dredging equipment, preparing to rush to work overnight, lest the wealthy bigwigs in the vicinity would complain when they found that the sewage was flowing.