The legend of Tiga

Chapter 2002: Strange Alien

Therefore, after walking a little further away, Kihi Gosuke decided to try his luck and took out WIT to contact Midorikawa Mai. He sent the name and location of the factory, and even a secretly taken front photo, to the headquarters so that Midorikawa Mai could investigate this family-style factory in detail.

Soon, Midorikawa Mai completed the search and reported the results to Kihiko Gosuke.

"Captain, this factory is not registered and is a black factory. The owner's information registered in the Metropolitan Security System is Dolchenko, a male, 2010 years old. His information is only available after . The previous information was destroyed in the battle with the Dark Demon and cannot be retrieved.

There are two other people who are brothers and are also registered in this house. Their names are Kamachenko and Udechenko. I can’t find any information about their parents and relatives, and no supplementary information has been made. There is no information about their wife and children either. I am checking their bank card, online shopping and other consumption information. ”

Midorikawa Mai talked a lot, and Kihi Gosuke only took seven steps, but she found out so much information, proving her strong computer skills with practical actions.

  As for what she said later.

Uh, Kibi Kousuke could only pretend he didn't hear it.

After all, to check someone's bank card records, consumption information, etc., you must have a legitimate reason. Checking this just because of suspicion is obviously a violation of other people's privacy. However, if everything depends on applications, then, to put it bluntly, you can't even keep up with the hot shit.

The experienced Kihiko is still very flexible in some matters.

There is no way around it. In the dark war in 2010, which was the closest time for humanity and the Earth to extinction, cities all over the world suffered devastating blows and suffered countless losses.

Not only were there countless casualties and building damage, but there was also a loss of data, especially for Internet companies, whether they were in finance, gaming, or even software. The number of bankruptcies after the war reached countless numbers.

However, when a whale dies, all things come to life!

As these old companies decline, new companies will emerge.

Without the suppression and monopoly of old large enterprises, new enterprises can develop according to their own ideas without worrying about touching the basic foundation of old enterprises, nor do they have to worry about someone coming to acquire them and then messing up their company.

PWI, a private enterprise that is currently developing and building an interstellar network in collaboration with the TPC Science Bureau where Horii works, was founded after 2010. It took advantage of the New Frontier Project and took off. In just six years, it has grown into a heavyweight large-scale enterprise.

New enterprises like PWI have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain since 2010. In different fields, some have developed rapidly by taking advantage of the post-war reconstruction; others have developed rapidly by taking advantage of new plans to enter the universe.

For example, before 2010, although there were new technologies and methods in network transmission technology and lines, most of the submarine optical cables that had been built in the past at great expense of money and a lot of resources were still in normal use, and related companies were still relying on them for continuous profits, so they naturally did not want to build new networks.

There are also petrochemical-related companies that tried their best to obstruct new energy technologies before 2010. Otherwise, their previous investments in land purchases, drilling, exploration, construction of long-distance oil pipelines, related petrochemical industries, etc. would all be wasted. Therefore, industries related to petrochemicals naturally do not want TPC to build large-scale extraterrestrial solar power stations.

But in the doomsday crisis of 2010, both the Internet and petrification were smashed to pieces by countless monsters around the world.

If an old house is rotten, it will naturally have to be demolished. But when building a new house, new house types and new technologies must be used.

As a result, a large number of new enterprises were born and flourished, becoming a new interest group supporting the rapid development of TPC.

Having said that, the cities were all severely damaged. The servers that stored data, the lines that transmitted data, and even home computers were naturally affected and all suffered serious losses. A large amount of data was permanently lost due to storage devices being burned by fire, flooded, or hit by rocks.

This caused a large number of related companies to go bankrupt, and after the war, government departments could only use the opportunities of reconstruction, relocation and resettlement to re-register those who survived but lost their identity information.

This also leads to the fact that many people only have information after 2010 in the government systems. Although some of the information before that was later restored through some technical means, the amount was less than one-tenth of the loss.

Not long ago, Kihiko Kousuke heard a word: the forgotten people!

This means those who live in the city that was so severely damaged by the monster in 2010 that the TPC deemed it meaningless to rebuild it after the war.

They refused to leave their homeland, rejected TPC's resettlement, and did not register their identity information. They became illegal immigrants and lived on their own in the ruins.

TPC is focusing on the universe and the future, and people are busy working and living. Very few people go to these cities that have long been in ruins, and few people care about and understand these people who stubbornly live in the ruins. Most people don't even know that there are people in those ruins that have been piled up for many years.

They were forgotten by the world and by their own people.

The world is changing with each passing day, but it has nothing to do with them.

When Kihiko Gosuke walked around the corner, Midorikawa Mai also used special means to find out various information about the three brothers who were registered in this house.

Including bank card and daily consumption records, there are hundreds of pages, which can be printed out as a book. Xibi Gangzhu's eyelids twitched and his eyes were wide open when he read it.

"Team Midorikawa, how long do I have to watch all this?"

Kibi Kosuke said this almost with gnashing teeth, even if he read ten lines at a glance, after he finished reading, he would probably be able to enjoy the sunrise tomorrow morning.

"Uh, let me filter it out." Midorikawa Mai quickly tapped on the keyboard, blocking out the meaningless information, leaving only the information that was probably, possible, or perhaps useful.

This includes the three brothers' income, spending, and shopping habits.

According to big data calculations, the three brothers are typical stay-at-home guys. They rarely go out shopping, and 99% of their orders are placed online.

Most meals are takeout, and the notes are left outside the door.

"Are they so afraid of meeting strangers? Or are they too busy? But what are they busy with?"

As Kibi Kosuke looked at this information, more and more questions arose in his mind.

The three brothers have no employment information, and their bank cards are not marked for salary deposits. Obviously, they do not have jobs in the traditional sense, but they have varying amounts of income every month, and it is not low. The smallest income is even as much as the salary of the new member Midorikawa Mai.

The source of the money is many companies, some of which make regular monthly payments, while others only make payments occasionally. However, these companies are basically high-tech companies, and a large proportion of them are engaged in the intelligent and unmanned industries.

According to the income of these three brothers, they can buy a villa in the city center every month. However, the reason they still live on the edge of the city is that the money on the card is spent at a faster rate.

Midorikawa Mai arranged the products according to the frequency of purchase. The largest number of purchases were for photonic integrated chips. Whenever a new chip came out, they would buy it immediately, and the quantity was always over a hundred. They were definitely big customers.

The second is quantum transistors, quantum memories, quantum effectors and other parts. There are so many of them that when Kibi Gosuke first saw them, he wondered if these three brothers were the legendary folk scientists, doing quantum computer experiments at home. Otherwise, who would need so many quantum computer parts in an ordinary family, and buy them for three or four years? If you open a store, you should open it immediately after buying them in the first year, otherwise why are they piling them up and waiting to lose all your money.

Computer parts are not gold. They still have value if you hoard them for years or even decades. Even if you put them aside for a year, when the new generation comes out, the price of the previous generation will drop significantly unless there are major problems with the new generation.

Therefore, Kihiko Tsunade ruled out the possibility that these three people opened a store, which meant that they must have made use of these things.

So why do these three people assemble so many quantum computers every year?

Kibi Kosuke couldn't help but frown, his intuition told him that there must be something wrong here.

The first thing that came to my mind was whether I should knock on the door again or even go in, secretly take a photo of the three brothers, and then give it to Gao Shanhai for identification.

But then, he became worried about whether he would alert the enemy, after all, he had just appeared.

While he was thinking, he heard footsteps behind him. He immediately turned around and saw Chiba Makoto walking towards him with big strides. Kibi Gosuke was overjoyed and quickly explained the situation.

"Easy, check their taxes."

After hearing this, Chiba Makoto immediately came up with an idea.

"Tax inspection?"

  Kibi Gosuke was stunned at first, then he immediately asked Midorikawa Mai to check the tax payment of the three brothers in recent years, and got the answer in a few seconds:

zero!!!

In other words, in the past few years, these three brothers have made so much money but have not voluntarily paid a penny of personal income tax.

This is great.

"It's really abominable. Even aliens can make money on Earth without paying taxes," Chiba Makoto said indignantly, "I didn't pay a penny less in taxes."

"Uh"

Kibi Gosuke was stunned for a moment, then decided to pretend he didn't hear it and began to think about the problem of the tax officials coming to collect taxes.

While he was thinking, Chiba Makoto had taken out WIT and started looking for relevant information. After cramming some knowledge, he went to a nearby store to buy a set of clothes, put on glasses without prescription, and added a hat, making a big change in his appearance. Then, carrying his newly bought "briefcase", he went to knock on the door.

"that's all?"

"That's enough."

Qianye Cheng pushed his glasses without prescription and said, "We are not liars, we are just testing whether there is anything wrong with these people.

If it were an alien, he wouldn't even know how to water the plants, so he certainly wouldn't have the common sense to identify it. If it were a human, he would shout or panic out of guilt."

Well, after hearing what Chiba Makoto said, it does make sense.

So, after thinking about it carefully, Kibi Gosuke let it go. He stood at the corner of the street and watched Chiba Makoto walk to the door of that family with an arrogant attitude, and then banged on the door hard.

Such a strong and rude knock on the door naturally attracted the attention of the people inside the house. Someone came over immediately, shouting as he walked: "Who is it?"

As he said that, he opened the small window and saw Chiba Makoto with an expressionless face. He said, "Open the door, tax inspection."

"Taxes?" The man was visibly stunned and blinked, apparently not reacting.

“According to the investigation, you have not paid a single tax. We are now going to conduct a detailed inquiry with you. Please open the door immediately, otherwise it will be regarded as resisting the investigation.

  Also, do you have a factory here?

Do you have a registration license and tax registration?

What is the main business?

"

A series of questions came out of Qianye Cheng's mouth smoothly, which made the person on the other side stunned. His eyes were open, but they were about to turn into a whirlpool. He was so dizzy that he couldn't utter a word.

"My We"

"Why don't you open the door? Then I'll call for backup. When that happens, I won't be the only one coming. It will be..."

Qianye Cheng hadn't finished his warning when, through the gap in the small window on the door, he saw a middle-aged man with blue hair running out of the house with a big smile on his face. Before he even arrived, he heard a voice saying, "Sorry, sorry, he's half asleep. Open the door right away, open the door right away. Hurry up, open the door."

"Oh!" The short man with a bald head that looked almost like a boiled egg quickly opened the door, let Chiba Makoto in, and quickly glanced at the scene inside the door.

The courtyard was large enough to accommodate several semi-trailers parked side by side. There were several large iron cans placed against the wall, each about five or six meters in height and diameter. They were connected by thigh-thick pipes that led all the way to a thirty or forty-meter-long house with a tin shed roof.

There were dozens of large boxes in the yard, with wooden frames and cardboard boxes protecting the contents. It was impossible to see what was inside, but judging from the size of the computer cases, they were probably not heavy objects.

"What do you do?" Chiba Makoto asked directly, opening the notebook in his hand and holding a newly bought black pen, pretending to take notes.

"Uh..." The bald man was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the blue-haired man who was closing the door. After closing the door, the man came over with a smile on his face and said, "Let's do some manual work."

"What exactly?"

"Well, you are here to check taxes, right?" The blue-haired man obviously hadn't thought it through, and quickly changed the subject, saying, "I'm so sorry, we are all from the village, we haven't been to school for a few days, so we really don't know these things.

So, um, so, how much do we have to pay? We will pay, not a cent less. "

The blue-haired man's attitude was very good, but this made Chiba Makoto even more suspicious.

  If you are really uneducated and don't understand taxes, you will definitely think with a clear conscience, why should I give you the money I earn?

(End of this chapter)