The Science Fiction World of Xueba

But before he wanted to fish for law enforcement, Pang Xuelin first had to determine David Hopkins' daily activities.

After a week of tracking and investigation of Hopkins' activities in the past few months, Pang Xuelin soon discovered that Hopkins' life is quite boring.

He has no children, and his wife just divorced him. Except for class, he stays at home most of the time.

His only hobby is to go diving on the beach near California on weekends, basically every two weeks.

Pang Xuelin understood that the so-called diving was probably just a cover, and his real purpose was to meet "Poseidon".

In the evening, Pang Xuelin followed Hopkins to a beach near Los Angeles. In order to prevent being discovered by him, Pang Xuelin just hung far behind his car. Fortunately, MOSS called the monitoring along the way to report the location in real time. Pang Xuelin I didn't lose track.

Later, Pang Xuelin came to an uninhabited high ground near the beach, set up a telescope, and observed Hopkins' actions.

Hopkins drove a pickup.

After driving the pickup truck to a secluded corner near the beach, Hopkins put on a diving suit and quickly got into the sea.

After waiting for an hour, seeing that Hopkins hadn't come out of the sea, Pang Xuelin raised the camera and let MOSS watch from the side, while he rested in the car.

This wait lasted a day and a night until the evening of the second day when Hopkins came out of the sea and drove back to the city.

Pang Xuelin naturally followed him back.

Returning to his home at night, Pang Xuelin thought for a moment, and said to MOSS: "MOSS, we are ready to shut down the Internet. Let's see when Hopkins browses the dark web in the past two days. When it is suitable, let him 'unintentionally' see us reward!"

"clear!"

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"Congress wants to advance the impeachment investigation of the president, and some key witnesses of the White House refuse to testify..."

On the TV, today's latest political news is being broadcast.

"Fuck it, it's all a bunch of actors..."

Hopkins was half lying on the sofa, with one leg resting on the coffee table, drinking beer and watching TV while complaining.

Hopkins is an angry youth. When he was young, he worked for the military. He felt that he could give everything to this country.

But now, he only felt disgusted by these politicians on stage.

These are the guys who single-handedly killed their own projects and kicked themselves out of the Naval Research Laboratory.

Although Caltech's remuneration is not bad, but he is an unpopular major, and the funding is not much throughout the year, which can't compare to the feeling of calling the wind and rain when he was in the military laboratory.

In addition, some time ago, his wife filed for divorce with him and distributed a large amount of property. In order to keep the house, Hopkins had to give most of the family's cash to his wife.

As a result, until now, with his salary at Caltech, Hopkins found that he was almost unable to pay off his mortgage and credit card.

"It really doesn't work, I can only risk exposing Poseidon to make money!"

Hopkins muttered to himself.

The project team was disbanded that year. Because he was really reluctant to part with his achievements for many years, Hopkins got a dead blue whale from a whaler to replace Poseidon, forged the death certificate of "Poseidon", and deceived the audit supervisor.

Since then, "Poseidon" has become his personal pet.

Over the years, Hopkins piloted Poseidon across the oceans, leaving his tracks in every ocean around the world.

As long as he is with "Poseidon", Hopkins feels that he is the king of the sea, a unique existence in the world, and the thrill of conquering the ocean is more addictive than doing anything.

However, on the contrary, his real life is becoming a mess.

His wife left, and life became more and more difficult day by day.

Hopkins took all his anger out on the country he once loved so much.

After reading today's news for a while, Hopkins felt a little bored,

Then he opened the notebook on the coffee table and entered the dark web.

No matter what, he didn't want the house he bought so hard to be taken back by the bank.

There are many transactions on the dark web, such as information trafficking, human trafficking, drug trafficking and various murderous businesses.

There was even an advertisement for mercenaries being recruited by the opposition in a civil war country.

As long as they have enough money, these people can even sell their mothers into brothels.

But these are not what Hopkins wants.

Hopkins flipped through the reward items one by one. Just when he thought that today would return without success as usual, a piece of information appeared in front of his eyes.

"Find a route that can safely enter the United States without passing through the neutrino detector, and the reward amount is 10 million U.S. dollars! - Posted by MOSS!"

Hopkins' eyes lit up.

Isn't this the way to make money that I have been looking for all along?

Is there any way to make money more suitable for Poseidon than this one? !

Hopkins' breathing gradually became short of breath, and he clicked on the MOSS username, which was blank.

Hopkins is not surprised. The initiators of most transactions on the dark web will not leave too many traces.

After hesitating for a moment, Hopkins sent a message to the employer who released the information through the short message function: "I have a solution, please contact if you need it!"

In a villa three kilometers away from Hopkins' residence, the voice of MOSS sounded: "Professor Pang, the fish is hooked! Do you want to contact him now?"

Pang Xuelin smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, just let it dry first."

After Hopkins sent this message, he became a little restless. He checked the dark web from time to time, but the MOSS never replied.

For one night, Hopkins couldn't sleep well.

Even when he got up to go to the toilet at night, he turned on the computer and looked at it.

The next day, Hopkins had classes in the morning.

But he was not in the mood during the whole class, and the courses he taught were full of mistakes and omissions.

After finally getting out of class, Hopkins drove back home without eating, and turned on the computer again to enter the dark web.

But MOSS still did not reply.

For three days in a row, the news was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

Just when Hopkins thought that this bounty was just put up by some boring person at will, this afternoon, he entered the dark web again, and unexpectedly found that a red word 1 appeared on the prompt bar of his short message.

Hopkins cheered up, and quickly opened it. On it was a message: "You really have a way?!"

With a tone of distrust!

Hopkins quickly replied: "Sir, I assure you 100%, I have a solution!"