In the next few days, Nan Yi first went to Ruan Mei's house for dinner, and then before boarding the flight to Shanghai, he bought a few newspapers at the airport. While flipping through the "Oriental Daily", he saw the nickname "Four Heavenly Kings" in an article. It turned out that the term "Four Heavenly Kings" came from here.
When he boarded the plane, there was a little girl sitting in the seat in front of Nan Yi. She had earplugs in her ears and was humming a tune: "A thousand words cannot compare to one sentence. Repeatedly, I cannot hold a grain of sand. My eyes are different from others..."
"Not Every Love Song Has Beautiful Memories", has the Little Asian Tornado made his debut?" Nan Yi muttered, looking at the millions of dollars floating away from him with a dazed look, "What a pity, printing celebrity posters is not my job, otherwise, the Four Heavenly Kings and Little Tornado would have easily sold millions of copies.
If I design a notebook with a simplified musical notation format and blank space for pasting celebrity photos, and sell it for two or three yuan a copy, it won't be a problem to sell tens of millions of copies as long as the product is distributed quickly enough.
You can also publish a few books like "300 Popular Songs" and "100 Hong Kong and Taiwan Songs". If the number is smaller, it will be easy to sell one or two million.
Expand your thinking, the same clothes and belts as the stars, the way the four kings like girls to dress...
Forget it, don’t think about it. If you think about it further, you can get tens of millions together.”
I continued reading the newspaper. When I returned to Fang Mansion, Nan Wuwei was playing skateboard in the garden. While he was skating, he was humming, "The world is vast, passers-by are in a hurry, the tide rises and falls..."
"We sing it every day after school. Aren't you tired of it yet?"
At this time, many primary schools would play a song as a team after school. "Walk Away with Style" was the most frequently played song, perhaps because the title was more fitting.
"No." Nan Wuwei steered the skateboard to slide in front of Nan Yi, turned sharply and braked, "Dad, the final results are out, I got two 100s, and I also got a certificate for being a three-good student."
"Where's the prize?"
"No."
Nan Yi smacked his lips and said, "Your school is so stingy that you don't even give out a notebook as an award."
"Yes." Nan Wuwei echoed and said, "Dad, we haven't bought fireworks at home yet."
"Don't worry, we'll go buy it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you can continue playing."
"oh."
Nan Wuwei responded, pushed off the ground, and skated away.
For several days, Nan Yi was busy with various preparations for the New Year, including asking for Spring Festival couplets, buying fireworks and firecrackers, and preparing food in advance.
And in faraway South America, deep in the Amazon rainforest between Brazil and Colombia, a group of people cleaned out the wreckage of an airplane that had been entangled by vines and had been home to many small animals.
After cleaning, they dug a big hole in the ground and dismantled the plane into pieces and buried it in the hole. After the burial, someone sawed a tree, cut out a tombstone, and wrote a line of words on the tombstone with red juice: "Sangue por Sangue", which means blood debt must be paid with blood.
After the tombstone was erected, one of the women, who was fully armed and had dreadlocks, made a forward gesture in the direction of Columbia, and a group of people quietly and silently dispersed and set off in a guard formation.
Cali, Colombia.
AB, the captain of the Arctic Foxes, was searched and all his weapons were taken away before he was brought before Gilberto Rodriguez Orejuela (Big), the head of the Cali Cartel.
The Cali Cartel is a well-known drug trafficking group that originated in the city of Cali in southern Colombia. It was founded by brothers Gilberto Rodriguez Orejuela and Joe Santacruz Landeno.
In 1989, the group absorbed Helmer Herrera (known as Patch) from the Medellin Cartel founded by Pablo, forming a partnership model of four giants. Its strength is second only to the Medellin Cartel. Similar to the Medellin Cartel, it also mainly exports drugs to the United States.
However, unlike the Medellin Cartel, which frequently carries out assassinations and kidnappings, the Cali Cartel operates in a relatively low-key manner. The Rodriguez brothers use legal businesses to cover up their illegal businesses. Both Colombia and the United States know that the Cali Cartel is engaged in drug trafficking, but neither country has any reliable and correct evidence that the heads of the Cali Cartel are involved in drug trafficking.
In addition, Pablo's outrageous behavior attracted most of the attention of the two countries, so the Cali Cartel has not been targeted too much for the time being and is living a relatively comfortable life.
Orejuela looks gentle and polite. If you don't know his background, anyone who meets him would think he is a businessman with a sense of social responsibility, or a knowledgeable and talented person.
Orejuela invited AB to sit across from him, poured him a glass of whiskey, and asked in a friendly manner, "Mr. Mystery, how can I help you?"
"I want to make a deal with you."
AB picked up the wine glass and drank it all. He didn't need to worry about whether the wine was poisonous or not. He went deep into the tiger's den with bare hands. There were more than a dozen gunmen staring at him, either openly or secretly. He had no chance of making a desperate counterattack and could only be a fish on the chopping board.
"Speaking."
"I'm going to kill someone in Medellin and then leave Colombia with some money. Everything else has been arranged, except for one more step... I need someone to help me deliver the money from downtown Medellin to the outskirts of the Amazon rainforest."
"Pablo?" Orejuela asked, uncomprehendingly.
"Yes, the Medellin Cartel killed one of 'us' for no reason while transporting drugs. He was a man of my boss's boss, a very ordinary staff member. That happened several years ago.
The big boss behind me is a rather stingy person who holds grudges. There is no way he has any grudges with Pablo or the Medellin Cartel. But Pablo killed our people, so the big boss naturally wants revenge. "
AB said, pointing to the bottle, and Orejuela poured him another glass.
AB took another sip of wine and continued, "As I said before, although the big boss is a grudge holder, he is also a stingy person. The Medellin Group is very powerful, and it will cost a lot to seek revenge on Pablo, which is something the big boss does not want to see.
So, I and a group of people were sent to Medellin and conducted a tracking investigation that lasted for several years until we knew exactly where Pablo hid his money. Now is the best time for revenge, and we are ready to take action soon.
The big boss once said that you need to be polite when visiting someone's home. Today I came to visit Mr. Orejuela to give him a generous gift. We only plan to take away $700 million, not an integer, and it may be a little more. I plan to give the rest of the money to Mr. Orejuela."
As AB finished speaking, Orejuela, who had always maintained a calm demeanor, changed his expression. He had a rough idea of ​​how much cash the Medellin Cartel or Pablo had. If Pablo was really dead, the Cali Cartel could easily swallow up some of the cash.
Yes, part of it. Orejuela did not dare to think about taking it all for himself. He was also very clear about the interests involved.
"When will the action take place?"
"February 4, 7am to 9am. The exact time depends on when Mr. Pablo goes out to bask in the sun."
In the past few years, Pablo went too far. Not only did he make tens of billions of dollars from drug trafficking, he also dreamed of entering politics and even had his eyes on the Colombian presidency.
Entering politics in 1976, Pablo participated in and supported the establishment of the Colombian Liberal Party; in 1982, he successfully entered the Colombian Congress. Although he was only an alternate member, according to Colombian law, he automatically obtained parliamentary immunity and the right to a diplomatic passport.
Meanwhile, Pablo has become a public figure, known as "Robin Hood Paisa," or Robin Hood in northeastern Colombia, for his charitable work. He himself said in an interview that his wealth came from a bicycle rental company he founded when he was 16.
Also in 1976, Colombia's new Attorney General Rodrigo Leira Bonilla became Pablo's opponent and accused Pablo of criminal activities from the first day of Congress.
Pablo was arrested in late 1976 by Bonilla's staff, and a few months later, Liberal leader Luis Carlos Galan expelled Pablo from the party. Although Pablo fought back, he announced his retirement from politics in January 1984.
Three months later, Bonilla was murdered.
Throughout the mid-1980s, the Colombian judiciary was a target of Pablo, who bribed and murdered several judges. In the fall of 1985, Pablo, who was wanted, made a demand to the Colombian government that he surrender if the government did not extradite him to the United States.
The proposal was initially answered in the negative, and Pablo subsequently established and secretly supported the Los Correspondents organization, which aimed to fight the extradition policy. He was even accused of supporting the April 19 Movement, an extreme left-wing guerrilla group, which attacked the Colombian Justice Palace on November 6, 1985, and killed half of the judges of the Supreme Court in order to prevent the Colombian Supreme Court from studying the constitutionality of the extradition treaty between Colombia and the United States.
In late 1986, the Colombian Supreme Court declared the previous extradition treaty illegal due to the war because it was signed by a presidential delegation, not the president, though Pablo's victory over the judiciary was short-lived, as the new president, Virgilio Barco Vargas, quickly renewed the agreement with the United States.
Pablo had always been resentful of Luis Garán, who kicked him out of politics. At Pablo's instigation, Garán was assassinated on August 18, 1989.
Pablo then planted a bomb on Avianca Flight 203, intending to assassinate Galan's successor, Cesar Gaviria Trujillo, who missed the flight and survived, but all 107 people on board were killed in the explosion. Because two Americans were also killed in the explosion, the United States began to intervene directly in the matter.
By the 1990s, the US Drug Enforcement Administration was increasingly determined to deal with Pablo, and the Colombian government was under great pressure to extradite him. Knowing this, Pablo managed to reach an agreement with the Colombian government.
The Colombian government convinced him to surrender and cease all criminal activity in exchange for a reduced sentence and favorable treatment during his captivity, namely allowing him to build his own prison and not be extradited to the United States, which he would do and serve five years.
A few months ago, Pablo reached an agreement with the government to serve his sentence in the luxurious prison "Cathedral" built by the government. It is better to say that he is under house arrest than to say that he is serving his sentence. In the cathedral, everything is available. Pablo can have a big meal and have various entertainments. Every once in a while, the truck delivering supplies will also send a few women to the cathedral.
Except for not being able to leave the cathedral, nothing will be delayed. Pablo can still remotely command the people outside to conduct drug transactions.
However, the cathedral was too conspicuous, and in order to save face for those who had signed the agreement with him, Pablo could not transfer tens of thousands of private soldiers of the Medellin Group to protect the cathedral. He could only arrange dozens of people on the periphery and set up secret sentries on the road leading to the cathedral.
Although the defenses were still tight and the cathedral was on high ground with no suitable sniping points nearby, it had already given the Arctic fox an opportunity to take advantage.
"Have you ever heard the song of the Girls' Band?"
At Fang Mansion, Nan Yi's family of three sat in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala. At this time, the TV was playing the song "Happy New Year" selected by CTS, sung by Little Tigers, Girls Band, Youhuan Party and Red Boy.
"No, but I have seen the photo album." Facing Liu Zhen's question, Nan Yi replied subconsciously.
"Whose?"
"The one with short hair." Nan Yi pointed to the TV screen.
"Hey, she's the ugliest among the three. What's so good about her?" Liu Zhen said with disdain.
"She had a beautiful soul and an open mind. She was not secretive and was willing to share good things with everyone. She brought a lot of happiness to everyone." Nan Yi said with a sparkle in his eyes as he reminisced.
"Tsk, it's so good, why don't you go after her?"
"Just because I like generous people doesn't mean I like to bring generous people home, especially women." Nan Yi said, looking at his watch, then raised his head and said to Nan Wuwei, "You stay here and watch TV with your mother. I'll go play your game console for a while. Where is the Pili Shenbing game card?"
"The top floor, the third grid."
"oh."
Nan Yi came to Nan Wuwei's game room and found the game card of "Pili Divine Weapon" as the other party instructed. He quickly got ready and sat in front of the TV to play.
Near the cathedral, not far from the government military checkpoint, PM hid in the woods beside the road, quietly observing a van on the road driving towards the checkpoint. In the grass beside the road, a car model that looked a bit strange was lying there.
The van was getting closer and closer. When the car ran over a puddle of water, the headset in PM's ear issued a warning sound. He immediately pressed the remote control in his hand, and the car model drew a straight line under the control and went straight under the car.
The PM then pressed another button, the electromagnet on the car model was energized, the magnetic force was directed upward, and with a snap, the car model was attached to the chassis of the van.
This morning happened to be the day for delivering supplies to the cathedral. The person in charge of delivering the supplies was someone Pablo trusted. Although the Colombian government had set up checkpoints, in a country like Colombia, where there are a lot of drug trafficking, soldiers with meager salaries could be easily bribed. Needless to say, the people at the checkpoints had been bribed long ago, otherwise it would not have been so easy to send women to the cathedral.
Watching the van parked at the checkpoint, the PM pressed the intercom, "DA, DA, the package has been delivered, Over."
“Copy.”
In the woods outside the cathedral, DA and AK hid in the grass, holding binoculars and observing the cathedral on the high ground from an upward angle. The view was poor and they could only see a circle of barbed wire.
After observing for a while, DA picked up the sniper rifle beside him, looked at the prison gate for a while, and reminded AK to be ready.
Upon hearing this, AK opened the backpack beside him, took out two cylinders from the backpack, took out the accessories from the cylinders and assembled two drones. One was the Fulmar Shearwater, which was responsible for reconnaissance, and the other was code-named Blackbird, which is also the name of a bird. This bird has a more resounding name, "Explosive Bird". No matter what angers it, be it a cat, dog, other birds or a person, it will launch a "feces" attack.
When everything was ready, AK put a remote control in a convenient place for DA, and then waited quietly for DA's next instruction.
"put."
When the DA saw the van appear at the door of the cathedral, his Adam's apple twitched twice.
AK fiddled with the fulmar with his hand, then raised his hand, and the fulmar flew into the air with a whoosh. It first rose, and when the flight altitude reached about 150 meters, the fulmar made a big circle and flew towards the airspace of the cathedral in the direction of the sunlight.
Through the camera, AK saw the door of the van being opened, and two people carrying a wooden ladder came to the side of the car. After a while, AK saw a woman in red clothes getting out of the car, opening her arms, and walking in one direction.
Seeing this, AK immediately turned the camera and scanned in the direction of the woman.
"DA, VIP appears."
As soon as he finished speaking, AK grabbed the blackbird and threw it into the sky. DA's right thumb hovered over a button on the remote control, waiting for AK to speak.
After AK sent the blackbird into the sky, he immediately pressed a button on the remote control. The Fulmar in the sky received the command and changed from a large circle to a small circle, circling in a certain area. Then, AK controlled the remote control to control the blackbird to fly towards the airspace of the cathedral.
After a while, the blackbird flew to a favorable attacking position, and AK immediately said, "Now!"
DA pressed down with his right thumb, and the car model attached to the chassis of the van fell to the ground with a slight noise. Then DA controlled the car model to crash into Pablo.
The car model emerged from under the van, which immediately alerted Pablo's bodyguards. They were stunned for a moment, and then two bodyguards with baseball bats rushed towards the car model, while another bodyguard shouted, "Danger!"
Everything happened in a flash. Pablo, who was happy to see his lover, had not yet reacted when the car model was less than a meter away from him.
DA pressed another button, and the car model received the command after a delay of 0.05 seconds. There was a bang inside the car body, a weak explosion occurred, and the car body shook. A cylinder that looked like a gyroscope flew from the roof to a height of 1.5 meters from the ground and exploded instantly. Hundreds of steel balls exploded in all directions due to the impact force.
Puff, puff, puff. The ball circled the car model 360 degrees. All standing living things without any cover in front were hit. The bodyguards with cover in front were just feeling lucky to have escaped. Then the car model exploded again. Hundreds of steel balls formed a large circular net with an angle of 30 to 65 degrees and flew around.
"Job done, repeat, Job done!"
After AK's Adam's apple vibrated a few times, he immediately controlled the Fulmar to retract and let the blackbird fly to the designated direction. Not far away, PM would take over the control and carefully retract the blackbird that was filled with explosives.
The blackbird is a reserve for the car model. If the car model doesn't work, the blackbird will take over as a substitute.
Outside the six villas scattered throughout Medellin, the Arctic Fox team members who received the notification immediately formed an attack formation and attacked the villas. In front of a villa that had been investigated to contain at least $200 million, AB and two other team members raised their guns and fired rapidly at the target.
Puff, puff, puff, the flying bullets killed the guards one by one, without missing a single target.
All members of the Arctic Fox team are the elite among the elite, and they have been preparing for this moment for a long time, and have conducted countless simulation exercises. They are familiar with where to take each step before entering the villa.
Three minutes, it only took three minutes for the three members of AB to eliminate all the guards in the villa. Then, AB was in charge of guarding. One team member pulled out the engineer shovel hanging on his belt, assembled it quickly, and swung it against the wall with bangs.
Another team member left the villa, walked to the parking lot vigilantly, pulled out a handcart from the car, and quickly returned to the villa.
Inside the villa, one wall had been knocked open, and through the wall plaster and wooden blocks, one could see piles of US dollars stacked up inside the wall. They were all old bills, all 100-note Franklins, with non-consecutive numbers.
The three of them couldn't help but cheer, and then immediately suppressed their inner excitement. AB was still in charge of guarding, and the other two team members quickly loaded the money onto the cart, quickly and orderly.
They simulated the action of putting money in there countless times.
In the wilderness of Medellin, the Arctic Fox team members waved their shovels quickly, bringing out shovelfuls of mud and throwing them aside.
Suddenly, the team members stopped swinging the shovel, jumped into the pit they had dug, and took out bags of US dollars wrapped in plastic bags that smelled moldy.
Only forty-five minutes had passed since AK sent out the notice, and all the Arctic Fox team members stopped loading money or digging holes. Although there was still a lot of money left to load, they did not linger and returned to the car, started the car, and drove to the agreed meeting point.
In the jungle.
The people brought by Devin are already on full alert. The Gatling gun and MGL40mm grenade launcher, two powerful weapons, have been set up. As long as there are no tanks or armored vehicles, anyone who comes will be killed.
Although the Arctic Fox has cooperated with the Cali Cartel and its safety is guaranteed to a certain extent, the Nan family's style is to doubt everything and they are always on guard against outsiders. Dewin is an insurance, a two-way insurance.
Orejuela was a smart man. When he received the notice of Pablo's death, he did not give any orders that would be detrimental to the Arctic Fox. He just took his men to the place agreed with AB.
Another half an hour passed, and Orejuela and AB met within the attack range of Devin and his group.
AB put the weapon in the car, walked towards Orejuela with a map in his hand, and handed the map to him: "Mr. Orejuela, the places marked in red are the places we have been to. The places with crosses on the red side are the places we have not cleaned up due to time constraints. If you are interested, you can go there."
Orejuela extended his right hand to AB, "Happy cooperation."
“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”
The two sides shook hands, and Orejuela immediately waved his hand and directed his men to help AB and his team unload the goods. Bundles and bags of US dollars were unloaded from the van and sent into the jungle.
During this process, Dewen never showed up.
The weight of 730 million US dollars in old banknotes is about 7.7 tons. It would be very difficult to move them to the farm of the indigenous brothers by manpower. It would take at least two or three months if you don’t want to die of exhaustion. However, it would not be so troublesome if you use a helicopter to transport them.
As it happens, there is no shortage of helicopters on the farm.
The entry of US dollars into the rainforest means that it is completely safe and there is no need to worry about the remaining physical work.
When Nan Yi was about to become autistic because of the game, Devin called him.
“Birdie.”
"well done."
Nan Yi replied, hung up the phone, put down the controller, and went downstairs to ask Nan Wuwei for the cheat code.
…
The fifth day of the first lunar month.
At the fishing spot near the Blackhead Cape Lighthouse on the island of Dang, the weather was a bit cold and the wind was a bit strong. Apart from Nan Yi, there was no one else fishing here.
"To turn $730 million into spendable money, you need to pay $100 million, leaving $630 million. You and your teammates will take 30% of it, or $189 million. On average, each player can get $5.25 million. If you know how to manage your money, this money will be enough for you to retire comfortably."
Nan Yi shook his head, tossed his hair that was messed up by the sea breeze to the back, brushed it with his hand, and looked at AB, "Tell me, how many of you plan to retire?"
"two."
"Less than I expected." Nan Yi turned his head and looked at the sea. "Explain to them that your service years are relatively short. If you retire now, the money you can get from the defense fund in the future will be very limited. $5.25 million may seem like a lot, but if you really want to spend it, it may be spent in a year or two . It's best to entrust most of the money to the defense fund to make money, so that your future life will be more secure."
"Understood, I'll tell them."
"Hmm." Nan Yi responded, raised his hand and waved his finger, "You have two months of vacation, relax and have a good time."
AB nodded slightly, lifted the collar of his windbreaker, shrank his neck, looked around, walked north, and disappeared in a moment.
Light rock fishing in the middle of winter was not good at all. Nan Yi stood on the reef for most of the day, waiting until high tide before a black sea bream took the hook. When he pulled it up, he saw that the fish was not big, so Nan Yi threw it back into the sea and went home with a fishy smell on his body.
In Colombia, Pablo's death did not cause much ripples. Both the Colombian president and the US Drug Enforcement Administration were hoping that Pablo would die sooner. Even within the Medellin Cartel, they were happy to see Pablo's death.
The Medellin Cartel was originally a form of alliance, and Pablo's overly dictatorial nature had long caused dissatisfaction among other members of the group. However, because of his power, no one dared to challenge his authority when he was alive. Now that he is dead, a power struggle immediately began within Medellin.
In addition, no matter which force it is, they all have their eyes on Pablo's money. Hundreds of billions of dollars, a large amount of cash and deposits, who wouldn't want to take it for themselves?
Orejuela is not a greedy person. Although he has obtained the "treasure map", he did not dig up every money hiding place. On February 4, the people of the Cali Cartel hurriedly dug up a few burial sites that they were sure of, and immediately stopped the action.
However, at three o'clock in the morning on February 7 in Colombia, which is now, Orejuela hid several points that had been excavated, remade the treasure map of Pablo's treasure, and let people spread it on the streets of Medellin.
It has to be said that Orejuela's method was somewhat heartbreaking and cruel. At 3:30 in the morning, gunshots were heard in many places in Medellin, and a big melee would soon begin.
It was already the next morning when Nan Yi received the news. The Nan company's internal news portal was in trial operation, and the news about Colombia was on the website.
Originally, Nan Yi had little interest in running a portal website, but in the past two years he found that the news in newspapers began to become unreliable. In order to get news information, he had to consider establishing an information source channel that did not rise to the intelligence level.
To establish this kind of channel, as the Internet becomes more and more developed, operating a news portal is a good choice. It not only solves the problem of information sources, but also saves costs and obtains good returns.
Nantianmen is about to be split into two parts, one part will continue to explore the field of big data, and the other part will form a normal Internet company.