"I would like to emphasize again. There are only three Schwarzenegger-class masked robbers who can remember in their minds. They will not doubt Black Reef at all. Don't worry!"

A lot of useless spoils were piled up in an empty room, including large cash, and a whole suitcase of hundreds of thousands of dollars, as well as several bags of conch or marijuana meth, which were all real spoils that Jonah had. The snacks in the refrigerator, suits or windbreakers worth more than one hundred dollars, computer cases, and pearl necklaces of gangster mistresses. Fortunately, the residents of that building were so diverse that the diversity of spoils could be used to open a grocery store!

"I hope so. Fortunately, you didn't hurt anyone. Haha, those guys outside thought that someone was doing a massacre, and even the people from the corpse collection team were dispatched."

Dutch was surprised, but he was even more satisfied. He had completely zero losses, no casualties or reputational losses. He consumed only a few dozen ammunitions, and he received various spoils from the whole room. The huge profits of this transaction were countless times higher than ordinary smuggling!

"Calculation is completed, 530,000!" The person who counted money was named David Nilkerson, a middle-aged man who committed a financial fraud case on Wall Street and fled to Rona Appala. As the "Chief Financial Officer" of Black Reef Company, he was specialized in laundering money for smuggling business. Anyone who is involved in the underworld knows how important it is to leave a way out for himself on the white road.

Levi kept wiping the gun next to him. After hearing the huge number, he glared: "So much cash, boss, did you just hit the drug trading site? Or the headquarters of the underground bank's money transfer?"

David counted the cash trophy, a big suitcase. Alice shrugged and didn't care: "I know that, anyway, just fire and smash and loot. But Benny, how are you doing there?"

A male voice rang in the corner: "Work!"

By the way, I didn't forget to raise my hand to signal.

Twelve desktop computers, plus three notebooks, are the most fundamental goals and gains of Alice's trip.

God knows which room may be a hacker, and she disdains to get answers by mind reading, so dressing up as a robber naturally becomes the best choice. Of course, when moving these computers, she also remembered the appearance and identities of the owners. Although she didn't expect to find any ID cards, she could at least get basic information by asking for her name. Unless she said that the bastard was so well-trained that he could make up his eyes in an instant.

"This computer is full of...hoho, boss, come and see this!"

Soon, Benny called Alice over: "You robbed a treasure house of drug smugglers! It contains his contact information with three overseas suppliers!"

As soon as these words were said, the most exciting thing was Levi, Dutch and others: "Are they an international drug lord?"

"I'm afraid that's the case! Look at this name, Domilio Andrem, I know this kid, a big drug lord in South America, they have a large methamphetamine factory in the jungle of Venezuela!"

It was a bunker, Alice laughed, but she quickly calmed her expression and patted Ducky on the shoulder: "We are not involved in drug smuggling yet, right?"

Duqi shook his head and said, "The entry standard for drug smuggling is even higher than that of arms. I am still transporting some ordinary things now. But if you want to learn more about the Golden Triangle, I can explore it for you."

It is OK to prepare, but it is not necessary to act rashly. Dutch is just a ceo, not a chairman. He cannot decide whether the company will develop towards drug smuggling.

Alice pondered a little, "The firepower of drug dealers is very strong, especially the Kunsha in the Golden Triangle is just a warlord. It is good to use them to train soldiers for Black Water to earn extra money, but if we say... it is mainly a problem of supply. Dutch is also very profitable. Compared to building relationships with the Golden Triangle, we are more secure in the path of arms."

Dutch silently took over his black sunglasses.

Levi raised his head when he heard this: "Martial artery? Yes, arms are profitable, and the war is even more of a war of attrition. Master, you will definitely not be short of sources of goods. If we really go in this direction, there is absolutely no future!"

Before leaving, Alice said that she would talk about the future development route of Black Reef. After all, two super submarines were handed over and could not be used as decorations. So at this moment, David was busy counting the miscellaneous items, Benny was busy checking various computers, and others started talking about this topic.

"The huge profits are certain, but we must also pay attention to efficiency. If we have two strategic nuclear submarines at hand, we are just playing the trick of smuggling the AK-47..."

"Puff! That's so funny!"

Benny looked up again and interrupted, "Actually, when it comes to smuggling arms, we now have a large number of real estate. The two typhoon-classes are full of nuclear missiles, a total of 400 big guys with a capacity of 100,000 tons. It looks so terrible."

So, please don’t say it so softly and easily?

Even Alice couldn't help but wipe her sweat: "Please keep those things in check. Even if you make money in war, you have to make conscience. Nuclear bombs are too out of the ordinary. But if it's just ordinary missiles, it's definitely okay. If there's another war in Africa one day, we can also consider transporting armored vehicles or something..."

The particularity of the Black Reef made Alice not conceal her relationship with the arms dealer from her employees, especially the recent incident of Northrop Grumman seeking a strong alliance. Of course, the door to transport arms has been opened, but when it comes to behemoths like armored vehicles, it is another matter.

At least the first batch of orders has been confirmed, which is to equip enough individual weapons for the two hundred submarine soldiers who are still sleeping in the submarine. After all, they are only submarine soldiers rather than members of the special operations force. With a slight rush in each hand, it is considered a high-end equipment. Although this firepower is definitely enough for Rona Apula, Alice's eyes are not limited to a small city?

"After handling the current matter, you are ready to sail to Los Angeles and lie down. Several berths in Long Beach are owned by Hutchison Whampoa, which is more than enough for you to make an hour. Of course, in terms of the Coast Guard, we can only mark the route for you at most. The specific entry depends on your hard work."

This is absolutely safe. The Soviet soldiers who could be sent to the typhoon-class submarines on duty were of course all amazing Soviet soldiers who sneaked in quietly during the war. Although this kind of work is very risky, it is not impossible to do it.

In the end, Benny is the only thing left.

"Boss..."

After tossing seven computers in a row, he said aloofly: "I think I should find what you want."

At that time, Alice was gnawing on the ice cream. Hearing this, he threw the thing and rushed over.

"Let me go~!"

With a bang, the hard-working and high-profile employee hit the side.

Alice saw valuable content at a glance.

It is no longer a network of contacts that deal with drug lords, no longer a blank space just to use mine sweeping to relieve boredom, nor is it a secret communication record with the Arabs in the Middle East. This person’s computer stores a large amount of programming data, and you can tell at a glance that the user is a programmer, not an ordinary gang member who is mixed up with 5-March 6.

This is a desktop computer, which is loaded with neither old Dos nor any of Windows 10 or 20 or 30, but an NT system dedicated to the server field. This is enough to illustrate more problems. Alice checked the chassis hardware configuration and obviously it was not qualified to be a server, but it would be natural to do anything to the programmer.

But she immediately encountered a problem.

Ordinary mini programs have no valuable clues, but when she wants to open some core documents or even obtain some key information in the temporary dos interface, the system actually pops up for her.

"He actually encrypted it!" Benny sighed from the side: "It turns out that he is a master who can use the rules."

However, Alice looked at the pop-up window and sneered disdainfully.

"Please get administrator permission and revisit it! I'm so sad, use this trick in front of me? I'm so sad, Benny, do you think I should call Gates over here now?"

Benny was stunned for a moment, then thought it through instantly and burst into laughter.

It’s hard to say, who else in this world can play with the Windows system better than Microsoft executives? He actually used the administrator permission system that appeared since Windows NT to prevent Alice-Wang from visiting. This really caused the Dragon King Temple to be flooded, and the team has shown off!

But it is reasonable. That person probably wouldn't have expected that Microsoft executives would steal his computer, especially when he hid in the city of Rona Appra.

The cracking work is simply a play. The other party is like a top scorer in the college entrance examination. Even if you are very awesome, you will be able to take the last major math question given by the professor, and it will be difficult for the professor to do so. Can you still be more deadly?

Besides, this person was Alice, not Gates who had been struggling with fifty-five colleagues for a year before he could barely make 10.

Then soon, the first batch of evidence appeared.

"Yes, it's this kid."

Alice looked at the IP access records on the screen and was very satisfied: "Did you see this string of addresses and time? When the female spy ran to the door of my research institute to show off, he secretly pulled the Internet cable in a small house a few kilometers away. Unfortunately, he asked him to run away. I saw if I could find the record of buying air tickets later. This kid... Well, no, this little guy..."

Of course Alice remembers who the owner was when she forced to rob the computer.

A Mediterranean dwarf wearing the same glasses as Harry Potter, who was nearly forty years old. When she broke into the house with Remington in her arms, he was wearing pajamas and was frightened to pee his pants.
Chapter completed!