Chapter 721: Secret Attack! (Second Update!)
The driver curiously took the file and did not open it. He just put it on the center console, looked straight ahead, and said curiously:
"Is Mr. Lin so magical? He can even find such a weird way to make money?"
"I asked about the pine nuts yesterday. The quality is really good. I also bought a pack. The price is not expensive. You can try it when you go back."
The co-pilot, Luan Yuelin, arched his head and found a comfortable position, leaning on the back of the seat, his eyes wandering, as if he was recalling something.
After reminiscing for a while, he turned his head towards the window again, looked at the hurried crowds coming and going outside the window, and suddenly replied:
"Amazing, right?"
"He is like a prophet in a fairy tale, or a prophetic protagonist in a novel."
"If he hadn't said that these mountains in northern Pakistan produce pine nuts, and the quality is quite good, if they can be obtained domestically, there will be a good price."
"Using these things, you can easily alienate ordinary people and terrorists. Who would have thought of this?"
"You know, connections with ordinary people are the hardest to establish, but once established, they are also the strongest."
Faced with his nagging, the driver interrupted without hesitation: "I don't understand those things!"
This sentence also made Luan Yuelin wake up from the sadness of spring and autumn.
But his eyes were still looking out the window, watching the people coming and going.
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Magic City Peace Hotel.
The hotel manager stood in front of Lin Yu, leaning forward slightly and bending over, his face full of respect.
Opposite him, Lin Yu held a list in his hand and smiled maliciously.
The list in hand is the list of customers who made direct calls to the Peace Hotel via international long-distance calls after Amule's invitation was sent out.
Although the customer addresses on this list come from all over the world, without exception, judging from the name structure, they are basically people from the Middle East, the Mediterranean coast, and Central Asia.
In addition to individual players, there are also many official delegations.
Turkish, Saudi, Iranian, Egyptian...
Without exception, they are all people from the Middle East who have ideas about becoming Big Brother.
Good……
This grand event will definitely attract the attention of most people. By then, even if something big happens on the border between Pakistan and Afghanistan, it can be suppressed quickly.
Very good!
After putting the list away, Lin Yu nodded appreciatively to the hotel manager in front of him:
"You've done a good job, are you interested in working for me?"
"I need a professional reception team with a higher salary than here and a well-established staff. If you are interested, you can contact my secretary directly after this event."
"Forget it if you're not interested."
"Keep it up these two days, come on."
When the hotel manager opposite heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Peace Hotel is also a state-owned enterprise, but as a hotel manager, although his salary can be considered a middle-income in Shanghai, there is no establishment.
Mr. Lin in front of me had someone review the information of all hotel employees on the first day he checked in, including their salaries.
If he can tell that his salary can be higher and his staffing level is higher, it will definitely be better than here.
Magic City...
Only those with money are called Magic City.
Even if you don’t have money, it’s called a magical city.
The hotel manager bent down gracefully, signaled to Lin Yu, and then slowly exited the room, leaving the space for Lin Yu.
After the door closed, Lin Yu stood up and walked to the door, locked it, and then turned on the record player in the room.
As the record spun, babbling singing came from the speakers.
Following the singing, Lin Yu found Luan Yuelin's number and dialed it.
No one answered the call the first time, and Lin Yu didn't rush to redial. Instead, he waited for a full minute before dialing the second time.
The second time still no one answered.
This time, he waited two minutes.
Two minutes later, the third call was made. It rang for about 10 seconds before someone answered the call.
Luan Yuelin's voice also came from the receiver: "The Pakistani Ministry of Defense agreed to our request and agreed that our satellites and drones can take photos in the northwest airspace."
"Now, you need to contact that Hanks and ask them to agree to use our information equipment."
"Finally, your Brazilian pine nut plan is feasible to a certain extent, but not too many. The reason is that there are too few pine nut trees. I have discussed with the local people and asked them to plant trees from now on."
"In about five years, the pine trees will grow and start producing pine nuts. It will give them something to do."
"Okay, then come on!" After hearing Luan Yuelin's response, Lin Yu hung up the phone.
The so-called Brazilian pine nuts do not come from Brazil, but from western Pakistan.
In fact, this thing does not come from western Pakistan, because in the true geographical sense, western Pakistan borders Iran and Afghanistan.
It was a desert, high mountains.
There are trees, but they are few and far between.
The area where pine nuts are produced, based on the full map of Pakistan, is located in the north-central region of Pakistan.
The approximate range is east of Jalalabad, Afghanistan, east of Jagadez, north of Fort Sandman, Pakistan, northwest of Merais, through Peshawar, to the large mountainous area of Abbottabad and Gram, Pakistan.
The people in these places generally live in small settlements, and each village may be a tribe.
It is difficult for outsiders to intervene in such places.
But relatively speaking, outsiders are also different. The Pakistani Taliban led by Jira has a closer relationship with these people than other people.
Therefore, if you want to kill those guys, you must explain the benefits to the people in these places and move them with benefits.
Pakistani pine nuts are just a stepping stone, just a stone to test the waters.
Get close first, and then open up the relationship.
At that time, you can send a bag of pine nuts to the SEALs, so that they can eat pine nuts while they are on the move.
With a bad taste in his heart, Lin Yu found Hanks' number on his mobile phone and pressed it.
This time, there was no fancy code, and the call was connected directly.
As soon as the call was connected, Hanks' cheerful voice came from the phone:
"I heard that you are the one behind the information service this time?"
"That's really interesting."
"You also said...you have no experience in performing missions abroad. Sorry, I'm afraid there will be communication problems."
"Mr. Lin, can you say anything accurate?"
"Before you say these words, can you touch your conscience and tell me whether there are communication barriers for the more than 2,000 people in Saudi Arabia and the more than 1,000 people in Africa?"
"I see that they learn the local Arabic and those small languages in Africa very quickly!"
Facing Hanks's weirdness, Lin Yu behaved very calmly.
His fingers gently touched the phone case, and he waited until the person on the other side said he was tired and didn't want to talk anymore, then he spoke calmly:
"Set a time for action. From now until the time of action, I will send the drones deployed in Kashiwa to the target area, and at the same time, the low-orbit satellite constellation we deployed in the sky will be activated at the same time."
"Prepare for both. I can guarantee that even a dog in that area can be photographed clearly."
"Before the action begins, I will provide enough intelligence."
"As for whether you can kill those people, it is not within my consideration."
As soon as Lin Yu finished speaking, Hanks on the other side began to be sarcastic again:
"I say you are really something. You deployed drones in Kashiwa, and it took almost 150 trips back and forth. 0 kilometers, does your plane have so much fuel? "
"You can directly deploy in Islamabad, and you can fly all over Pakistan in two or three days. You don't need to go back and forth at all, which is a waste of time."
The chattering on the phone made Lin Yu smile, and then he replied with the same sarcastic words: "If I say I am guarding against you, what do you think? If you are in the mood to talk nonsense with me here, you might as well contact your gang quickly."
"It's faded, the relationship has faded. We are partners, global partners, and we make money together. You actually said that to me. Do I look like that kind of person?"
After saying it in a sarcastic way, Lin Yu heard a sparse voice in the receiver again, which didn't sound very real.
A few minutes passed like this, and Hanks' voice came again:
"Let's do it on April 14th."
"That day, your demon is holding an exchange meeting, and most people's attention will be focused on it."
"That day is a good time for us to act."
"Finally, your nitrocellulose is of good quality, and my customers need it very much. If you really don't have time, then please go to the workshop to install it..."
Beep beep beep...
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Lin Yu leaned back on the chair, lying there leisurely, listening to the songs from the record, closing his eyes, and sleeping.
Slept until the evening.
Glancing at the phone, no one was blind enough to call in.
Very good.
Look at the reminder text message again.
There is an email in the mailbox dedicated to contact, the sender, no name, and no number.
Log in to the mailbox with a computer, just a glance, Lin Yu confirmed that the email was from Hanks.
Because in this email, there is a code for contacting each other, and there is also a corresponding time and address.
The address is in Islamabad, and the time is the morning of the day after tomorrow.
As for the code, it is good morning, Vietnam.
What a psychopath.
After cursing in his heart, Lin Yu immediately sent the email to Luan Yuelin and copied a copy to He Qingyang.
His work was over. In the next few days, he only needed to wait for the fun to come and then watch it carefully.
After sending the email.
After turning off the computer, Boss Lin chose to go out to find food.
As soon as he walked into the restaurant, he heard someone frantically promoting the famous dishes of Yue Province, the undefeated myth from Hangzhou - West Lake vinegar fish.
At the same time, in another room on the top floor, Amuler was holding a pen in his hand and writing frantically on a notebook.
[Teacher, you once said to me in Mandarin that you should read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, meet thousands of people, and do thousands of things. I didn't think it was a big deal before, but now, I find that I have learned more in this foreign city after a few days than I usually learn in a year or two.
Although Peshawar is a city, it is completely different from the city under my feet.
Peshawar is located at the Khybor Pass, while the city under my feet is located at the mouth of the Yangtze River.
Although the resources between the two are very different, Peshawar should be able to develop better.
Correspondingly, Jalalabad in Afghanistan, and even Kabul, should be better developed.
In addition to wandering around the city, I have also been to their countryside.
The people here did not deliberately guide me, but only showed me what they wanted me to see.
I also saw the same scene as our hometown in the surrounding countryside.
However, no one cares about the poverty in our hometown, while someone cares about the poverty here.
Just this point alone, the gap between the two sides is clear.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard for me to imagine such a scene.
But I saw it.
Just like you pulled me out of the ruins of the war back then.
I have accepted your help, and I will continue your help.
I have seen the light, so I hate the darkness.
I hope we can succeed. 】
Amuler put down his pen and looked at the words on the notebook. He smiled calmly, then touched an envelope from the side and tore off the paper full of words on the notebook.
He solemnly put it into the envelope, sealed it, and wrote the name and address of the recipient on the envelope.
When the ink dried slightly, he walked to the balcony again, took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit the envelope.
When the flame burned halfway, he threw the envelope into the pottery basin next to him and watched the envelope being swallowed by the flames.
When the flame burned the envelope completely, Amuler walked into the room without looking back, sat down at the desk, picked up the scriptures on the desk, read it, and wrote and drew on the note paper next to it.
In a place he didn't see, a gust of wind blew, rolling the ashes in the pottery basin on the balcony, all the way to the distance.
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India, Mumbai.
As India's small Silicon Valley, the city of Mumbai has developed very well, and even became India's technology center.
What's even better is that the city has a very good geographical location.
It is located in the middle of the South Asian Peninsula, across the sea from Oman.
It is precisely because of this that some planes from Europe to Asia and Oceania will stop here to refuel and some other materials, and then continue to fly to their destination.
Of course, because of the racial talent of Indians, the management of Mumbai International Airport is not strict, and it can even be said to be very lax.
Even with the 9/11 incident in 2001, Indians still do their own thing.
In the terminal hall, a newlywed couple who looked to be in their 30s, holding the plane tickets in their hands, looked at the big screen in the terminal hall without saying a word.
The flight information scrolled on the big screen, and they didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the plane with the same number as the plane ticket on their mobile phone landed.
The couple looked at each other, walked to the luggage conveyor belt, threw the luggage in their hands on the conveyor belt, and then walked to the terminal hall next to them.