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Chapter 115 The bright red flag reappears (Subscription required)

"Chairman, this person is going too far!"

In the office, the young landlady pushed the door open, holding a tablet in her hands, pouting, with a look of anger on her face.

Lin Chuan looked up and saw the landlady's expression, so he smiled and said, "What's wrong, landlady?"

The landlady walked up to Lin Chuan, handed the tablet to him, and said angrily, "He slandered my chairman!"

"Black me?"

Lin Chuan took the tablet and said, "Let me see."

The tablet screen showed a blogger wearing a mask, holding a white mobile phone, pointing his index finger at the phone, and paragraphs of text immediately appeared on the left side of the video.

'I walked into the factory.'

'From the outside, the factory has cracked walls, is overgrown with weeds, and has been abandoned for a long time.'

'But when I walked into the factory, I saw a completely different scene.'

'On the first floor, the incandescent lights were shining brightly. Below were locked iron cages, and inside were people wailing in agony. No, they should be called piglets.'

"These piglets are skinny, sallow, and unkempt."

'...'

Then, two more pictures appeared on the blogger’s right.

The blogger introduced: "This picture was taken by someone who risked his life to take it from the factory today. The layout inside is very similar to what is described in the novel."

"If this is just a coincidence, then I have found the prototype of the scam in All or Nothing in Reality in real life, and the time is consistent with it. Now let's contact the victim."

"..."

The blogger spoke indignantly, his whole body radiating a righteous aura.

Lin Chuan looked at the blogger's name again: Hand of Justice.

The current number of views has reached 57+, with over likes, and the comments are directed at Lin Chuan, thus rapidly increasing its influence on the Kuaishou platform.

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "So he was the one who was slandering me."

"Yes, he is slandering you out of thin air. That's too much!" The landlady's pretty face showed some anger. She was very angry. "Chairman, does he have a grudge against you?"

Lin Chuan shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm an online writer, what enemies can I have?"

The young landlady Zhang Xinxin frowned, clenched her fists, and snorted, "Who gave him the courage to slander my chairman?"

"I'm just about to investigate." Lin Chuan said with a smile.

Lin Chuan thought about it and realized that he had not offended any group of fans since he entered the industry.

In the online literature circle, the last time I competed with others at the same time was during the "Lao Qian" period. In the competition between the "two heroes" Han Dong and Hong Mei, I won the top spot among the heroes.

This time.

It just so happens that he is "competing on the same stage" with Han Dong again, but his own "All or Nothing" has been taken off the shelves and has not been put back on the shelves yet. Now that Han Dong has topped the list, he should be happy.

It's impossible that he would hire internet trolls to discredit himself after he topped the list?
Should not!
As for A-Ming’s fans…some of them still think that he is a plagiarist, so they may lead the trend after A-Ming is arrested.

However, it shouldn’t make it to the hot search list.

But now, not only am I on the hot search list, but there are two of them, which is very abnormal.

The fighting power of these black fans is very strong. They don’t seem like ordinary passers-by fans, but more like professional black fans.

Professional black fans, they do things for money, working on an assembly line basis, receiving money from the sponsor and throwing dirty water according to the sponsor's instructions.

At this time.

Two objects popped up in Lin Chuan's mind: the overseas hacker organization AW and the Myanmar factory where Sister Mei worked.

The latter is more likely.

With this thought in mind, Lin Chuan immediately began to investigate.

Let’s start with blogger ‘Hand of Justice’.

For a top hacker, it is easy to find out who a professional troll is employed by.

All you need to do is trace his relevant contact records, follow the clues, and trace it step by step.

The only slightly difficult part is that the factories basically have external servers or rented servers, and forged IP addresses are used to communicate with the outside world, including forged IP addresses for fraudulent activities.

Therefore, Lin Chuan needs to spend more time to find the real IP address.

Well, that took ten more minutes.

Lin Chuan turned on the computer and stretched his ten fingers.

Then, put it on the keyboard and start playing like a pianist.

Based on the video of the "Hand of Justice", we determined its IP address, and then traced the IP addresses that had been in contact with it recently...

The young landlady put away the tablet and sat next to Lin Chuan.

She held her little face with her hands and looked intently at Lin Chuan who was concentrating.

Lin Chuan has a tall and slender figure, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His face, which is slightly illuminated by the light from the screen, reveals a calm and confident look.

His eyes were focused on the lines of code on the screen. His eyelashes were very long, and he blinked from time to time, and his eyelashes trembled.

The young landlady looked at Lin Chuan's lips again, which were a little dry.

So, he immediately ran to pour a glass of water for Lin Chuan, quietly placed it where Lin Chuan could easily reach it, and then held his cheek with his hand and looked at Lin Chuan.

After half an hour.

Lin Chuan picked up the water poured by the landlady Zhang Xinxin and took a sip.

The landlady blinked and asked curiously, "Chairman, what's going on?"

"nailed it."

Lin Chuan looked at the young landlady and smiled.

"Have you found out the answer?" asked the young landlady Zhang Xinxin with a little surprise.

Lin Chuan slumped back, nodded and smiled, "Yes, the blogger 'Hand of Justice' is a professional anti-fan, and this time he accepted business from overseas, that is, the Laojie factory in Myanmar."

"Mian Di Lao Street Factory Area?"

The young landlady was startled when she heard this, "Isn't that a fraud factory?" These days, the young landlady has been secretly reading Lin Chuan's novels and has learned a lot about fraud.

In addition, I pay close attention to it, so when I hear words like "Myanmar" and "factory area", I react subconsciously.

Lin Chuan nodded again and grinned: "So, I gave some gifts to the blogger 'Hand of Justice' and the Myanmar Old Street Factory."

"What gift?" the young landlady asked curiously.

Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I submitted the professional anti-fan records of 'Hand of Justice' and the relevant records of his dealings with the Laojie factory in Myanmar to the local police. As for the Laojie factory..."

"How is it?" The young landlady blinked.

"I gave them a flag." Lin Chuan grinned and laughed.

"What flag?"

"Can't say."

"If the chairman doesn't tell me, then I won't ask." In the office, the landlady smiled obediently and said, "By the way, chairman, I have an appointment with Lao Zhang to have dinner together tonight."

Lin Chuan picked up the water cup, took a sip of water, and said with a smile: "Is Lao Zhang going to bring his partner?"

Some days ago.

The young landlady then revealed to Lin Chuan the fact that Lao Zhang was in love.

But since Lin Chuan was busy developing an anti-fraud app during this period, and Lao Zhang didn't know what he was busy with, the meal was delayed for a long time.

"Correct."

The landlady nodded and said with a smile, "So, Chairman, you have to go with me."

"Okay, you are the financial director after all." Lin Chuan said with a smile.

……

as predicted.

The police in the place where the professional black fan 'Hand of Justice' is located received an anonymous letter of complaint.

The letter contained evidence of the relevant violations of the "Hand of Justice".

As it was related to the Laojie factory in Myanmar, the local police immediately launched an investigation and arrested the "Hand of Justice" in the afternoon of the same day.

Another place.

Myanmar, Lao Cai factory area.

Although it was morning, the sun had already begun to mercilessly scorch the factory area, covering it in a dazzling golden color.

The sunlight shining directly from the sky mercilessly penetrated the windows of the factory, illuminating the dilapidated walls with a pale and dazzling look. The shadows inside the factory became even deeper, as if ghosts could spawn at any time.

In the top floor office in the Laojie factory area.

The leader here, Lao Bao, was wearing a black shirt. Under his bald head, he had a fierce face. He stared at the henchman Ami in front of him and asked in a cold voice, "How is the matter going?"

"A Ming has been jailed, and his novels have been taken off the shelves." The henchman A Mi immediately reported.

"very good."

The old leopard held the cigar between his fingers and asked again, "What about the other one?"

The henchman Ami thought for a moment and said, "Lin... Lin hasn't been imprisoned yet. He should be under investigation. However, I have already hired a group of Internet trolls and invited professional bloggers to make videos to criticize him. It will soon form an impact on public opinion online."

"You did a great job."

A rare smile appeared on the old leopard's ferocious face.

However, his smile was very creepy, like a dead person falling out of a coffin, it was very stiff and eerie.

Lao Bao took another puff of his cigar and slowly blew out a smoke ring that dissipated in front of Ami: "Ami, how is the fish related to that author, Lin?"

Ami smiled and said, "Boss, everything is going according to plan, and we expect to get tens of millions of dollars worth of assets."

“This fish is so fat!”

Old Leopard sighed.

Assets worth tens of millions are a very large number even in a factory.

Ami added: "In addition, following this line, we can monitor Lin's movements and take action at any time."

"You are getting better and better at doing things."

Old Leopard exclaimed in admiration and handed a cigar to the henchman in front of him.

Ami was flattered, his face was filled with joy, he lit a cigar, and the two seemed to be celebrating the good news of the future.

This rare beauty did not last long.

Just five minutes later.

A man in a flowered shirt hurriedly climbed to the top floor and rushed into the office: "Boss, something terrible has happened!"

"What are you so worried about?"

Old Leopard asked slowly, holding a cigar.

"We..." The man in the flowered shirt took a deep breath, "Our computers were inexplicably infected, and all our projects have been cancelled."

"Can you say that again!"

Lao Bao's face froze and he pressed the cigar in his hand directly into the ashtray.

The man in the flowered shirt trembled and said again: "Our computers are infected. All the ongoing projects have been cancelled?"

The old leopard suddenly became furious and slapped the man in the flowered shirt on the face: "Stupid pig! What do you do for a living?"

The man in the flowered shirt fell to the ground after being slapped. He explained in a crying voice, "Boss, I don't know either. Suddenly, a bright red flag appeared on our computer screen, and then the computer went out of control."

Lao Bao rushed out of the office and went straight to the second floor where the infected computer was located.

On the second floor.

All the computer fraud practitioners stood timidly aside, in front of them were rows and rows of computers.

A bright red flag was flying on the screens of these computers.

Without exception.

(End of this chapter)