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Chapter 1537 The dregs rise

The 'dark web' was destroyed, shaking the whole of Europe.

This news spread throughout the world at the speed of light. All forces and people of various colors related to the "dark web" felt a chill.

The big man can constantly escape legal sanctions, the gray property can be whitewashed, and the gangster forces can develop, relying on the protection of the huge forces of the "dark web". These are all recorded and stored on the internal servers of the "dark web".

But now the wealthy people are above the top cannot contact the killers at the bottom, the merchants selling contraband cannot find the buyer, and the broker responsible for the black market transactions loses customers. This relationship is complicated and the network is broken, and what's even more fatal is that the information in it has been leaked.

Once some people's skin is opened, there are various rotten sores inside. Countless people will be disgraced immediately, countless teams will fall apart immediately, and countless countries will even face turmoil.

In the past, with Swiss neutral regulations, criminal institutions in other countries had no choice but to use the "dark web" servers hidden in Lausanne. Now, they have always felt safe and suddenly provoked a lawless guy. The maintenance team was completely destroyed and the database was taken away.

When the Swiss police restored the social order in Lausanne from the chaos, they learned from all aspects that someone pulled out a hard nail under their noses. They hurriedly sent rescue teams to the building where the "dark web" was located, but they found nothing except to lift one corpse after another from the underground space.

The underground was destroyed by fierce explosives, and there was no residue left. All forces sent personnel to investigate, and the clues that might have been obtained were almost zero. All kinds of speculations were rushing, but no one could guess who did such a shocking thing.

European media seem to have not seen such a big incident at all. At most, a power equipment failure in Lausanne caused the city's communication network to be interrupted for several hours.

The European underground forces, which should have been bustling for this, have also become silent because the "dark web" that originally provided them with confidential communication services is gone. It is like Internet addiction patients being cut off from the Internet, and no matter how loud the noise is, they can only hear it.

The dark forces at the bottom are still inexplicably aware, while the dark controllers at the top are suspicious of this. Because no one understands who killed the "dark web" with one move?

ia? Police in a certain European country? Special forces? Or Switzerland itself? Everyone swears that this matter has nothing to do with them, but after losing the powerful coordination agency of the "dark web", communication between many forces will be cut off, cooperation will be suspended, and conflicts will intensify.

For Zhou Qingfeng, after snatching the "Dark Web" database, he easily took a helicopter to leave Switzerland and ran to Milan, Italy to the south, rented an apartment and bought some related accessories to obtain server data.

Zhou Qingfeng opened a black box to analyze the vast amount of information in the "dark web". Many of this information even has hundreds of years of history, which can be regarded as an encyclopedia of European criminal history.

If ancient historical documents do not have much economic value, then the records of financial transactions between various criminal gangs since the 21st century are very shocking.

The development of any organization is indispensable for economic support. The amount of funds accumulated on the "dark web" is as many as trillions of euros, and hundreds of banks are involved.

"It's a pity that it's hard for us to get the money." Katerina sat on the sofa and sighed at the nine large screen monitors in the black box, "This money is the lifeblood of various forces."

"Without the information in our hands, many people's lifelines will always be deposited in their bank accounts. Those bankers will be very happy." Zhou Qingfeng sat next to Katerina, hugging the fierce girl's shoulders.

On a screen, numbers keep jumping. That is the account information that has been cleared. The number of them jumps to millions within a few hours, and the total number is estimated to be over 100 million. Most of these are empty accounts used to launder money, but controlling these accounts alone is a huge power.

On the other few screens are various criminal records, and the black box is generating a large number of directories to analyze criminals, criminal organizations, victims, and objects instructing them to classify them. Through the comparison of public network information, many accumulated cases that were originally unsolvable have been exposed.

Zhou Qingfeng clicked on a directory and saw horrifying crime photos and disgusting criminal records. After seeing several twisted corpse photos, he couldn't help but curse: "I hate violence against the weakest, which is what a coward can do."

"Dear, not everyone is as brave and just as you." Katerina hugged Zhou Qingfeng's head and kissed her. She rubbed her hand against the man's face and said, "Your skin has recovered well, and it should be fine in two days."

When Xiao Jinlang heard the news, he saw the man and woman hugging each other in the living room of the apartment. He walked into Zhou Qingfeng and looked at it, especially Zhou Qingfeng's face. After a while, he sighed: "What if you die, do you know how many people will be buried with you?"

Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "I'm sorry. I just don't know how to correct some problems, so you don't need to persuade me."

Lao Xiao rolled his eyes when he was choked, and the female officer following him pouted and glared at Zhou Qingfeng hatefully. However, Lao Xiao had no time to curse. He saw more than a dozen storage servers placed in the living room, and also saw the black box connecting nine screens that were working.

"This is your device that invaded the US Department of Justice? What a good thing!" Xiao Jinlang turned around, pulled a chair and sat in front of Zhou Qingfeng, and asked seriously: "How do you plan to deal with the data in the 'dark web'?"

Zhou Qingfeng pointed to the storage server thrown in the corner, "Where is the evidence stored in it enough to cut the heads of tens of thousands of people, sending hundreds of thousands of people to prison and jail, so that tens of millions of people's true colors will be revealed."

Lao Xiao didn't have to think about it and knew that the things Zhou Qingfeng got were powerful enough to be nuclear bombs, or that they would completely destroy the entire European social structure. But he advised: "It can kill some people, or let some people go to prison. But some things are the most powerful when they are not released."

Zhou Qingfeng understood what Lao Xiao meant in seconds. He looked up at the ceiling and said, "Yes, European happiness has nothing to do with me. Take it, I know you came so quickly and wanted this thing. Although I miss those victims, I didn't want to change this dirty world."

"We can compensate you..." Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was willing to hand over the database of the "dark web", Xiao Jinlang couldn't help but be overjoyed, thinking of rewarding him with money.

You should know that the database of the "dark web" is full of handles and evidence of crimes. The entire European consortium, family, nobles, politicians, all kinds of people are involved. This thing is very useful to get close to people. You can't buy it even if you have money.

But Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, "The things in it are so dirty, so dirty that they are disgusting. I don't want to exchange it for money at all, and give it to you for free. If you can see a few more villains going to hell, that's enough."

"Then you have to investigate the 'poison spider' next?" Xiao Jinlang asked.
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