Mouse is not a low-level fake passport maker. His ticket purchase process is to first enter the national household registration login center, create the identity information of four people out of thin air, and then use the virus to deceive the system's automatic review process, allowing new users to evade security checks every 15 seconds.

With a new identity, we have to invade the main database of the Entry and Exit Management Office, and create four passports that do not exist out of thin air. In order to reduce suspicion, we have to fabricate flight records for these passports over the past few years. In order to load the flight records, we have also invaded the airline's information database and added these non-existent flight records.

This will lead to the problem of airlines' accounts being incompatible. It is estimated that the accounting department will continue to check the revenue errors on the books in the next six months, but these will not immediately cause investigations from the Entry and Exit Administration.

After these, when the mouse goes to buy tickets, it can no longer be considered a smuggling, because all the identity information is "real", more real than pearls. As for appearance, it has never been the information that the customs pays most attention to. After all, the Tian Dynasty is so big, and super imitation shows are broadcast every day. It is too easy to find a dozen people with the same appearance. Therefore, the identity information and criminal records in the computer are the most critical...

It usually takes about 60 days to half a year to get a hacker team to do this, and there is a 99.8% chance that it will be "checked" and "delivered" before finishing.

Just 5 minutes after Thirteen pushed the fork on the mouse's neck with a fruit-eating fork, he had completed all the above work.

"The hacker is so awesome, so fast?" Thirteen said ashamed.

"It's already slow. If you didn't hold the hard guy and push me, I would have been faster." The mouse said unhappy.

"Oh, I'm sorry, great god!" Thirteen quickly threw away the fork and said, "By the way, I have several *** stations. I want to register a member and can't get the activation code. Can the great god help me get it?"

"I'm a super hacker of evil. Did you actually ask me to help you with a black and yellow?" Mouse felt humiliated, but he had no choice but to use Thirteen's violent funny guy, so he could only sigh, "Black information is very fast, but if the passport is made, there will be time limit, and it will not come out until tomorrow morning as soon as possible.

I bought a plane ticket from Jiaobao Changshanqi at noon tomorrow, which is located at the southernmost end of the main island of Jiaobao Country. Because the airport security procedures of each country are divided according to the level, the lower the security level is, the fewer the steps used for auditing.

For safety reasons, we cut from a distance and walk by land wherever we want to go. Anyway, the foot basin is just a little bit bigger and the traffic is still developed."

"Yeah, it's very good, but this name? Why is my name Bu Yaonian?" Thirteen saw the name displayed on the computer screen.

"I ran to someone else's house in the middle of the night to kidnap and extort, asked someone to help and ask someone to pay for money. Is there anyone more shameless than your Bu Yaonian?" said mouse contempt.

"Whatever you call, just make your passport quickly, I'll go back first. By the way, eat this." Thirteen took out an unknown object in the shape of a short white stick from his pocket.

"What east..." Before the mouse could say the word "Western" was squeezed to his throat and stuffed it into his mouth.

The mouse was forced to chew it for a few times, and it was full of milky taste, and it was exactly the same as the white rabbit milk candy.

"This thing is called Xiba Bakuchi Fate Pill. Once taken, you must take the antidote every day. If you don't take the medicine for more than 24 hours, your chest will burst and spurt blood and die." Thirteen said seriously.

"Damn it, you fooled me and didn't understand poison? How could there be such a strange poison as the dog said? The taste is obviously a milk candy, and the name is made up by you right now?" The mouse could no longer bear this funny guy.

"It's Xiba Bakuchimatsu, not a weird Bakuchimatsu, this is a magical poison from the Kanzi Country. It is known as another great contribution of Kanzi Country to the world in addition to spicy cabbage. You can think I'm nonsense, but don't blame me after the chest is blown.

No one can solve this medicine except me, so don't expect to call the police or ask for help. The money belongs to someone else and your chest belongs to your own. Do you understand?" Thirteen warned like a stinky hooligan.

"You're lucky. I was already excluded in the underworld. Just Yun Bao, a friend, if she reports her dream lover again, she will probably be killed by the bed beast she summoned. See you at the airport tomorrow." Mouse sighed. When he met Thirteen, he would think he was unlucky.

"Good brother, we will share seeds in the future!" Thirteen patted the mouse on the shoulder and left in a daze.

The team has already taken shape, and Thirteen's journey to the foot basin is on the strings, so they have to be cheap.

At the same time, it was completely blocked in the famous Tokyo Bay, and a black convoy drove into the seaside warehouse and stopped at the door of one of them.

Tong, who was leading the guard car, and other security personnel opened the door and rushed down quickly before the car stopped, quickly establishing a surrounding warning area to ensure that there was no danger within a few kilometers, the main car had already stopped.

Tong's face turned cold and retreated to the car door, and he carefully opened the car door. The one who walked out from it was not someone else, but the new Prime Minister Anbeiwan from the foot basin!

With a standard middle-parted head and a smile that was extremely lit up, Anbeili took care of his suit and walked out of the car. Security personnel quickly gathered up to form a wall of people and protected him into the brightly lit warehouse.

I saw a large pot on the traditional earthen stove in the middle of the warehouse full of containers. The black and sticky liquid like asphalt was burned and bubbled. On the pot, a man was hung with bruises. The green blood he was flowing, and his two iron claws pierced his pipa bones and lifted him in the air.

This young man was dying, as if he was about to die, and his body was covered with wounds that were as numerous as rags.

"Come on, cheer up our friends from the Heavenly Dynasty." Anbeiwanren sat on a bench 5 meters away from the big pot. Tong stood on one side with his hands behind his back. The torture staff wearing a mask and a leather apron picked up a bucket of hot oil from the other stove on the side, and poured it all on the airman.

There was only a crackling sound, and the smell of boiled meat slices came from the air. The person with blue smoke on his body screamed and woke up. At this moment, he realized that a circle of flesh-colored feathers appeared on the surface of the miserable's skin, which trembled and dispersed the oil spots, quickly alleviating the pain in his body. It was quite supernatural.

"Miao Mengniao is such an interesting monster in the Celestial Dynasty. It uses meat feathers to protect it all over the body, and the damage effect on various types is reduced by half. They said they can't kill you, but I didn't believe it at first. Now it seems really magical!" Anbeiwan people praised in fluent Chinese.

"Kill me..." The dying Mie Mengniao said in a thin voice like a mosquito.

"As monsters, how can we give up our lives so easily? You must know that if we die, we cannot reincarnate like a lowly human. If we die, we will be destroyed in ashes?" Anbeiwan people said bitterly, "You said you are a little monster who has only been practicing for 0 years, just as young as a child among humans. There is a great future waiting for you, so why should you be so stubborn?

I just need one word from you and I can let you go, saying that Diaogui Island is from the foot basin."

"Although I am a monster, I have moral integrity. If you can be shameless, I can't do it. As you said, I am just a little monster who has been practicing for 0 years, and can only do intelligence work. Today I was captured and my destiny is over. If you like to play, you can play for a while. Want to use pain to make the monster surrender. Are you a funny guy invited by the monkey?" Mie Mengniao said contemptuously.

"This is your last chance. I'll count 3, 3..." Anbeiwan's people took three fingers and just spit out a number. They stood beside them and rushed to the side, cutting off the rope that led the Mie Mengbi. Mie Mengbi fell into the hot pot that was placed. The pot made of the magic stone soup, which is a dangerous item that can quickly dissolve the monster's constitution. Mie Mengbi died within 5 seconds after falling in. It was so happy to die.

"What are you doing?" An Beiwanren stood there with the remaining two fingers.

"Didn't you say you counted to 3?" Tong turned around and said in confusion.

"I mean counting 3 numbers, but I didn't say counting 3 and then take action!" Anbeiwan people said resentfully, "Please hear it clearly before taking action?"

At this moment, a handsome bodyguard with long hair and waist beside him walked forward, turned into a hideous ghost hand and slapped Tong in the face, immediately knocking her to the ground.

"The mixed-race little beast raised by humans can't even hear clearly and dare to call himself a demon... You and your mother are both mud that can't be supported by the wall." The long-haired man scolded with a ferocious face.

"Hi! The little girl knows she is wrong!" Tong knelt in front of the man with ghost hands, and apologized deeply on the ground.

"If the apology is useful, why do you want the police? Do you understand, a mixed-race beast?" The ghost-handed man stepped on Tong's head one after another, without any effort, as if he was humiliating the enemy. He took out a short knife from his arms and threw it in front of Tong, "For your mistake, cut a finger."

"Hi!" Tong quickly picked up the knife with blood in the corner of his mouth, and one palm was already pressed in front of the ghost hand man.

"Enough! Everyone is the same clan, why bother to hurt the harmony for a monster in the Celestial Empire?" Anbeiwan came out to smooth things out at the critical moment, and the ghost-handed man stepped down.

"Are you okay?" An Beiwan people walked up and helped Tong up. "Don't be so reckless next time. You are the daughter of Snow Girl. You are the only one left in the Snow Girl lineage. You must cherish your talented life."
Chapter completed!