The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 810
Li Changan laughed, the person who said that he didn't know anything usually knew the most.

He deliberately didn't speak, just stared at Mike, and touched his waist with his left hand intentionally or unintentionally.

Mike's eyes widened and he screamed, "No, don't kill me!"

Li Changan smiled, and put his left hand back. The action of touching the gun just now was just improvised.

"I, I really don't know about the election team being spied on by the Russians, I just met that guy McNagin, he said he used to be a member of Trump's candidate team, and now Trump is the president, Miner Jin doesn't understand the dark web, he just wants me to help him sell some useful information..."

Mike was terrified and broke the news directly.

Li Changan was taken aback. This guy really thought he was a member of the CIA, so he made a mistake, thinking that he was chasing down the president's scandal.

This information is worth tens of thousands of dollars to Americans, but to him, it is dispensable.

Li Changan lost interest, and said coldly, "I'm here for a company called Xinghua Foreign Trade. You worked as a technician for this company a long time ago, especially in logistics and transportation!"

Mike looked up at him, holding his head in frustration, oh my god, what did he say just now, so this guy didn't come here for that matter!

And Xinghua Foreign Trade is just a company in Huaxia, and what I got from that company is just a little "psychedelic drug"...

He thought cinnabar was a hallucinogen, and he probably smoked cinnabar himself as marijuana.

Li Changan pulled his chair over, and said coldly: "Now, I need you to hand over the information on Xinghua Foreign Trade Logistics Network, and your goods, all of them!"

"Someone bought these things on the dark web!" Mike suddenly rolled his eyes slyly: "I can tell you all the information about Xinghua Foreign Trade, but I ask for 24-hour personal protection, escort me back to the country, and then give me the right to pardon. And the best witness protection!"

"Heh..." Li Changan smiled: "Okay, a sea view room in Miami, plus four bodyguards, a monthly protection fee of 10 US dollars, the federal government pays, and you can even call a girl."

Mike didn't hear his sarcasm, and quickly said: "Don't go to Miami, send me to the District of Columbia, I have a few friends over there, and marijuana is legalized there, I need that thing..."

With a snap, Li Changan broke his left thumb, and the pillow pressed against his face again.

Mike struggled, moaning and screaming.

After 2 minutes, he completely collapsed, and Li Changan said whatever he asked.

"I only stayed in Xinghua Foreign Trade for a short time. At that time, I just came to Huaxia not long ago, and the express delivery industry here has just started, but Xinghua's company is very advanced. At that time, it built a Logistics express network." Mike explained: "They use the postal system, called... called..."

"Is it an ESM postal delivery?" Li Changan asked with a frown.

Mike nodded: "Yes, that's the one. They say they have an official relationship, so the logistics and express delivery channels are very smooth."

Esm express delivery is not the fastest and the service is not the best, but it can be delivered to any place in China. After all, it was established by the postal system with a background of Chinese characters.

"But ESM Express is also the one with the strictest inspections. How did Xinghua Foreign Trade's goods pass the security inspection?" Li Changan wondered.

Mike bared his teeth and smiled: "This is where the Chinese people are smart. I, I will show you and you will understand."

He reached out to open the drawer of the computer desk, and groped under the drawer. With a flick of Li Changan's finger, the drawer of the computer desk turned over.

Under the drawer, apart from two packs of cinnabar glued to it, there is also a small M1908 Colt pistol, no more than 10 centimeters long, which is already loaded.

Mike waved his hands again and again: "No, I didn't mean that, you have to trust me."

Li Changan picked up the small silver pistol and said with a smile, "This is a very classic thing. It's not easy for you to get it." He started to play with it.

This classic pocket pistol, designed and produced in 1908, is a hundred-year-old gun and uses 25ACP bullets. Now even bullets are hard to find, and they are very valuable.

It is so well maintained that it can be regarded as a plaything. Li Changan put it away bluntly, found another box of ammunition, and installed it conveniently.

Then he picked up the cinnabar, and Mike hurriedly said: "Look at the logo on the goods, and you will know how Xinghua Foreign Trade transports them."

Li Changan saw the word "check" on the outside of the cinnabar bag, but the word "desiccant" on it.

"Xinghua Foreign Trade deliberately transported a common safe cargo, and then used these things as desiccant. Those security inspection processes mainly check the cargo, and desiccant is not their responsibility..."

Li Changan nodded, using cinnabar as a desiccant, it can be said to be a trick to deceive the world, very clever.

"For each shipment, there are four packs of 'drying agent' in each box, which is equivalent to four packs of goods in each box." Mike didn't know that it was cinnabar, so he was careful when he said it.

Li Changan opened a bag of cinnabar and smelled the medicinal fragrance. This is very pure cinnabar. In this era, it is really a miracle to see such pure cinnabar.

He still remembered that at the end of the Qing Dynasty, when the British sent opium into China, making the country weak and poor, people with lofty ideals in the Daoist sect proposed to let the Daoist sect refine cinnabar and put it directly into the market, and use the orthodox cinnabar of China to fight against those poisonous opium. smoke.

Unfortunately, before this suggestion was passed, the Opium War began, followed by endless darkness.

"Xinghua Foreign Trade's logistics network, routes, and delivery records, do you still have them?" Li Changan looked at Mike.

Mike pointed at his notebook tremblingly, and a USB flash drive in the shape of a star-spangled banner flashed.

Li Changan pulled out the USB flash drive, turned around his chair, and finally asked: "Someone bought your goods on the dark web, do you know the identity of the other party?"

Mike gritted his teeth angrily: "I don't know, that guy is very powerful, he found my address directly, otherwise I wouldn't have fled to China, but I'm sure that guy must be in China!"

The country he mentioned is naturally "America".

Li Changan smiled, now he is relieved, this guy doesn't know anything.

He smiled at Mike, who was still in a daze. He was hit on the neck and passed out directly.

Li Chang'an used his laptop to restart the system, and then copied the data in the USB flash drive to the cloud space of Macbeth's mailbox, and then carefully dealt with the traces in the house.

Checking the time, he packed the U disk, Mike's computer, and two packs of cinnabar in one big package, and then called Gu Xinghua.

Tell Gu Xinghua where Mike is located, Gu Xinghua excitedly said: "Well done, Daniel, you really did not disappoint me, bring the things back first, and see me alone, that Yankee stays where he is, and I will find someone to deal with it .”

What Gu Xinghua paid more attention to was the information that Mike possessed, and there were only two packets of missing cinnabar.

After all, this Yankee doesn't even know what cinnabar is.

Li Changan walked to the door, and finally cleaned up the traces of the door lock, then closed the door, turned and looked across.

It's time to ask about what the woman said just now...

(End of this chapter)