From arms dealer to king of war

A cart of fake gold was like a pushed domino, triggering a series of reactions.

Anna never imagined that Yuri had made such a thorough plan, but the target turned out to be fake.

No one could have imagined that Boss Qiao had already swapped the gold, and the media even labeled the pair of ‘gold thieves’ as scary as Robin Hood.

Because if it hadn't been for them, no one around the world would have known that the gold coming out of the New York Gold Trading Center was actually fake.

When the thieves' actions were justified, the busy police and FBI had no intention of pursuing them.

It is no longer important what the behavioral logic of the 'robbers' is, but how to solve the consequences of their actions is the most important.

After all, what if we catch them?

This was just a robbery in which no one died, and even when the gold was proven to be fake, then according to the law, the charge of ‘intent to rob the gold’ was not established.

Experienced detectives suspected that the 'Rogue' knew that the gold was fake before taking action.

This might be a premeditated exposure attack, but so what?

Everyone is already busy. With the intervention of various big figures, the case begins to move to the political level.

Lahiri was caught off guard by this, because people from the Shah Intelligence Bureau faced such huge losses and deceptions and rushed to the police station to call the police, saying that this was a serious fraud related to Lahiri.

The most unfortunate thing is that the gold was not lost but was revealed to be fake, and now even the insurance company will not pay compensation.

And these insurance companies began to unite, requiring major banks to inventory their own treasury, and significantly increased premiums.

The Federal Reserve Treasury issued a statement overnight and stated that it can open the Federal Reserve's underground vault and invite people from all walks of life to visit the more than 8,000 tons of gold.

The New York Stock Exchange Treasury conducted its own inspection and found no problems, and then pointed the finger at Halliburton, the company responsible for the escort.

Now it is no longer a matter of whether Haliburton is unjust or not. As the FBI vows to find out the truth of the matter, the pressure on Lahiri begins to increase...

Because there are flaws in the procedures for leaving the warehouse...

The gold did belong to the Shah, but it was Lahiri who helped the Shah's people bypass supervision and let them secretly withdraw the gold.

This kind of hard currency cannot be traced once it flows into the market, and it is known that some people in the Shah are connected to the extreme XN faction.

How can the United States, which has always strictly controlled its allies, accept the conversion of 20 tons of gold into untraceable funds?

'free'?

nonexistent!

If you listen to me, then you will have freedom. Otherwise, you will have human rights problems, you will have corruption problems, and you will have system structure problems...

Once what Lahiri did was found out and linked to the time when Shah donated money before, she would be in big trouble.

If we want to calm down the incident quickly, we need to let people from Halliburton take the blame, and at the same time, someone needs to fill in the hole.

Because once the credibility of the New York Stock Exchange is questioned, it will trigger a series of chain reactions.

Less than half a day after the news was released, major central banks around the world began to unite to put pressure on the redemption of gold.

The Federal Reserve has encountered an unprecedented run on gold. If it cannot solve this problem, the Fed's credibility will be gone.

The Federal Reserve is more important than a white house. It doesn't matter if you slap the president in the face, but you can't shake the Fed's status.

20 tons of gold is about $900 million.

The chairman of Halliburton is a former vice president, but that's useless. As a military contracting company with heavy asset investment, you can't get so much money even if you sell Halliburton.

It is simply overthinking to expect those powerful directors to spend their own money to fill the hole.

So who will fill the hole?

Qiao Jia didn't know, and he couldn't care less if he knew. He only knew that basically all the board members of Halliburton Company were present.

Most people would never imagine that a military contracting company like Halliburton has its offices in a six-story office building on Financial Street.

More than a dozen well-known big shots came to New York for the meeting by various means of transportation from all over the world.

At this time, Boss Qiao was driving an electric maintenance vehicle alone and slowly drove into the Financial Street.

Financial Street is very quiet at 3 o'clock in the morning. There are more than a dozen luxury cars parked in front of Halliburton Company, and dozens of security guards in black suits are guarding the door of the company...

Qiao Jia generously parked the electrical maintenance truck under an extinguished street light on the side of the office building.

Then he tidied up his work clothes, put on his peaked cap, got out of the car, kicked a street light, and then raised his middle finger to a group of security guards who were looking over in the distance and yelled: "Are your people idiots? It's so late at night." Are you mentally ill when you complain about street light problems?

Those sons of bitches just don't want us to feel comfortable, do they? "

Several security guards who wanted to come over to check looked at each other, then shrugged and returned to their positions.

They didn't know what happened to Halliburton Company, but they knew that some of the directors who were meeting inside really liked to torment people.

Moreover, the security guard's duty is to prevent strangers from breaking into the area they are responsible for. Obviously, they have no control over the roads and street lights in Financial Street.

Under the strange behavior of several security guards, Qiao Jia picked up a large tool box from the car, cursed and climbed onto the lift bucket of the car. Then he seemed to have forgotten something, and got out of the car while swearing. While getting in the car, I picked up my mobile phone and started calling...

Then he seemed to have touched some switch by mistake, and the elevator bucket began to rise.

Qiao Jia, who was on the phone, was very irritable. It seemed that working overtime late at night and various difficulties caused him to fall into a breakdown. He kicked the car door hard several times, which attracted the attention of the security guard dozens of meters away. on body...

Then he yelled into the phone, "We're divorced. I'm not a cash machine. Why should I pay for your breast augmentation? Are you going to show me your f*cking breast augmentation afterward?"

This typical anxiety and irritability of European and American divorced men made the security guards look at each other and even cast sympathetic glances at Boss Qiao's back.

But no one noticed that the elevator of the electric maintenance truck rose to the window of the conference room on the third floor.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were blocked by curtains, so people inside could not see what was going on outside.

The attention of some of the security guards was drawn away by Boss Qiao.

When Boss Qiao turned into an alley and ran for tens of meters, the lift bucket of the electric maintenance truck suddenly exploded violently...

‘Boom~’

After a bright orange flash, a huge black smoke rose in the Financial Street.

It's not like the explosions in movies that cause fires or the like.

The huge explosion that occurred instantly shattered the windows of the surrounding buildings, and vehicle alarms within a radius of several hundred meters began to sound at the same time.

The shaped explosion part of the torpedo is a directional explosion!

The bucket-sized shaped bomb exploded about 8 meters away from the floor-to-ceiling window of Halliburton's conference room.

The explosion was like a large spray gun firing canisters. The countless fragments were not blocked by a solid bunker, so the effect of gathering inward was not very good, but they swept across most of the conference room in a fan shape.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether it is broken into pieces or not. An explosion of this magnitude instantly brought the security guard dozens of meters away to the side to the ground.

These guys were lucky enough to avoid most of the shrapnel, but they were hit by the side impact caused by the explosion, and suffered internal injuries immediately.

In this case, even if there was no shrapnel attack, the earthquake would kill the people in the conference room with only a distance of 8 meters.

A few security guards who were inside the main entrance of the office building were lucky enough to escape. They rushed out to check, then looked at the office that was smoking black, looked at each other and shouted: "OH MAY GOD..."

The security guard inside the office building rushed into the conference room with a fire extinguisher and also screamed...

The explosion pushed the shattered glass, scraping across the entire conference room like a blade.

Anyone who was left in the conference room when the explosion happened was like being in a meat grinder.

The splashing shrapnel is pretty good, most of it is just a one-time kill, and you will die happily if you get hit.

The shattered glass fragments were pushed by the explosion and continued to shatter and rebound in the conference room. More and finer shrapnel cut into the flesh and blood of all the bodies in the conference room.

When the people around him panicked and called the police, when the police and ambulance arrived, Boss Qiao had already boarded a low-key car at a blind spot...

Qiao Jia drove and changed cars many times, and finally arrived at a cafe in Queens, New York at dawn the next day.

Thompson was sitting in a cafe booth with a newspaper in his hand. When he saw Qiao Jia sitting opposite him, he reached out to the waiter to bring his boss a breakfast.

Seeing his boss eating comfortably, Thompson smiled and said, "A few hours ago, Baia from the Department of Homeland Security and Cooper from the FBI called me at the same time.

The terrorist attack in Financial Street scared them! "

Jorgia took a sandwich and took a bite, then looked at Thompson and said with a smile: "They suspect it has something to do with me?"

Thompson shook his head and said with a smile: "On the contrary, they think this is Lahiri's handiwork.

The directors of Halliburton are all dead, and dead men will not defend themselves.

Halliburton is finished, and now someone is selling their shares in the company, as well as the assets and contracts held by Halliburton. "

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jia said amusingly: "What exploded was a shaped bomb belonging to Isis. They actually associated it with Lahiri. Should I admire their sensitivity, or should I despise them?"

Qiao Jia shook his head and laughed, then took a sip of coffee, looked at Thompson and said, "How is the email going?"

Thompson picked up his coffee and looked sideways at the high-end apartment across the street, and said with a smile: "According to the speed of the New York police, they should have arrived by now.

Unfortunately, last night's explosion put the police under great pressure, so they seemed to have arrived a little late. "

As Thompson spoke, two police cars pulled up to the apartment door opposite...

Four policemen with ugly expressions, two men and two women, got out of the car and entered the apartment.

Soon a man wearing only underwear was taken down and put into a police car. Then two policewomen boarded another police car with a girl who kept crying and some computer cameras and other things.

Qiao Jia watched the waiter in the cafe run out to watch the fun. He spread his hands to Thompson and said, "That's it? Who is that guy?"

Are you going to ask the New York police to 'fix his computer'? "