Black Technology Monopoly (The Black Tech Monopoly Corporation)

? Mexico City, the capital of the United States of Mexico, Department of Natural Sciences of the National University of Mexico.

Milo looked nervously at the phone in his hand.

On his mobile phone, a letter that he couldn't believe was lying quietly in his e-mail. Seeing this letter, Milo always thought it was a prank by Louis's group, but his reason Tell him it's impossible.

Milo is a professor's assistant in the Department of Natural Sciences of the National University of Mexico. He was born in poverty and completed his master's degree by relying on free public education. He is just 23 years old this year, and it is a good year for hard work.

Originally, a diploma like his could have found a decent job and completely got rid of a poor background, but Milo was infatuated with biological knowledge, and would rather work to subsidize his life than give up his pursuit of knowledge. His goal is to take the doctorate exam next year, and then be promoted to associate professor and professor in the future, becoming an expert professor who is admired by thousands of people.

However, just when he was helping Professor Hector to correct the thesis, his cheap smartphone suddenly rang a unique ringtone, Milo dared to swear to God, this damn ringtone was not the ringtone set by his phone at all!

Astonished and curious, Milo picked up the phone, and it turned out that he had received an email in his Google mailbox. In fact, Milo would rather not have seen this email from hell if he could turn back time.

"Hello, Mr. Milo Suarez."

"Please forgive my presumptuousness, I turned to the 'report on gene lysogenicity of RNA virus' and 'feasibility report of prion gene extraction' stored on your computer without your consent. After reading the two papers, I was very surprised. I really did not expect that an old country like Mexico also has excellent and creative scientific workers like you. I wonder if you are interested in coming to our department to conduct research on biology and viruses. Research work? In terms of salary, we can give you a million-dollar annual salary without paying taxes. I am very optimistic about your potential."

"By the way, in the bank account of your account name, because the password is too simple, we have changed it for you, I hope you have a mood of turning over 6, and in order to express our goodwill, I am in your account. You have recharged $3 on your account, enough for you to buy a paid love action movie, I hope you can spend a happy weekend with your right hand, and on your account, I…”

The more he saw the back, the more Milo felt like he wanted to die. Almost all his information on the Internet was swept away. The most important thing was that his bank account password was stolen by the other party, and The password has also been changed. You must know that there are all the savings that I have accumulated over the years!

Not only that, but the further back, the other party actually started to involve his real life, his work and rest, and his daily walking trajectory.

They are all revealed in the letters, as if there is an invisible person following him all the time, silently observing his every move!

Even at the end of the email, the other party posted a few naked photos of himself. Milo looked at it in disbelief, and found that it was a photo of himself masturbating at home last night!

And the tool for taking pictures turned out to be the camera of your own computer!

"No no no, damn it, which bastard is that!" Milo resisted the urge to smash his phone, and quickly replied to the message, "Please, don't post the photos on social networks, I beg you!"

"Mr. Milo, I'm very happy with your choice, please stay where you are. Our pick-up staff will pick you up in ten minutes. As for your grandmother, we have already sent her to the plane. Thank you for your cooperation. ."

"What!" Milo roared violently, his flaws were torn apart. He had no parents since he was a child, and was brought up by his grandma. In his heart, grandma's status has surpassed that of an omnipotent god. He also felt a little bit of luck. If he thought it was a friend who was good at hacking to make a joke of himself, then now, he has completely extinguished the last bit of luck!

"Call the police! Call the police!" Milo couldn't help shaking his whole body. After all, he was an ordinary person and had never encountered such a situation before, but the next second he immediately ruled out the idea. The other party could even retrieve his own call records. So if you call the police yourself, wouldn't it make grandma even more in crisis?

But if you don't call the police, what's the other party's purpose? Is it really the so-called invitation to yourself after seeing your own potential and talent?

However, if it was an invitation, why didn't he dare to say the name of his laboratory, or what force or group he belonged to? What's more, which research institute issued an invitation like this? How is this different from a threat?

This is a total crime!

For a time, Milo's heart sank deeply, and the large beads of sweat kept streaming down Milo's forehead.

"Crack!"

Just when Milo fell into indescribable anger, suddenly, the door handle of his office suddenly heard a twisting sound. With the sound of metal rubbing, the lock cylinder collided with the lock tongue, and the lock tongue clicked away. The door latch is pressed, and the next second, the door slowly opens under the thrust!

Milo only felt that the blood all over his body was about to solidify. He stood stiffly on the spot, trying to escape, but his legs were as if they were filled with lead and he couldn't move!

Did the other party come so soon?

Deep fear flashed in Milo's eyes, and he seemed to have seen his future - those international terrorist organizations kidnapped him to war-torn Middle Eastern countries, and then forced himself to wear a loose white undershirt and a small round hat, Then because he was not halal enough, he was beheaded by the radicals under the loud accusations of the crowd. The crowd hung their heads on the tree and shouted:

"Allahhu Akbar!"

Time has passed by incomparably long. At the moment when the door was opened, Milo's life seemed to emerge in his mind. At this time, he had no time to regret it. If he had just called the police, there might still be a chance, but now...

Just as Milo's face was full of despair and thoughts, suddenly, an old man with a rigid expression and a snow-white beard pushed the door and walked in.

"Professor Hector?" Milo asked in surprise.

"Milo, I didn't expect you to be selected." However, to Milo's astonishment, his professor actually said such a thing.

"What was selected? Professor, you..." Milo wanted to say something, but when he saw two cold Asian men in black suits and sunglasses behind Professor Hector, he immediately put The words behind were swallowed hard.

"We are the Stellar Life Science Foundation, Mr. Milo, you have three minutes to prepare. We need to catch the flight to Huaxia Haizhou within the next hour." One of the men said seriously.

Milo suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth, but the confused head only spit out such a sentence.

"****?" (To be continued.)