Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

In the seaside cave, Kunji's master handed An Xiaohai a huge handbag. When An Xiaohai opened the handbag, he found that it contained an IBM laptop with a rather unique design.

I opened the screen, pressed the power button, and the laptop made a creaking noise for a while before appearing on a rather crude-looking interface that prompted me to enter my username and password. There was also a GPS logo in the upper right corner of the screen.

This is not the Windows operating system used on ordinary computers, but a special system.

An Xiaohai didn't try to enter a username and password, but instead turned off the power and closed the laptop.

In this day and age, no matter what system it is, it is full of bugs and backdoors. An Xiaohai is very confident that he can crack this system. He has prepared several cracking tools.

"And this too," seeing An Xiaohai looking at him, Kunji's master took out another item and handed it to An Xiaohai.

An Xiaohai took it and saw that it was a USB flash drive, but it was quite large.

"What's this?" An Xiaohai asked, holding up the USB drive and waving it around. This must be the surprise Master Kunji had mentioned.

"List of members of the separatist organization to which the foreigner Qiang belongs."

An Xiaohai raised an eyebrow; this matter was getting serious.

Do you know someone named Master Xu?

"I know," Master Kunji nodded. "Master Xu in the martial arts world, whose real name is Xu Congzhou, is the head of the Security Bureau in Shenhai City. He once approached me, wanting me to help him get this thing."

"Then why didn't you just give it to him directly, or use it to negotiate with him, instead of giving it to me?"

"I think... you shouldn't have asked such a question," Master Kun said, glancing at An Xiaohai before lowering his head.

An Xiaohai was slightly taken aback, but he quickly figured out the key point.

The master of Kunji was afraid of being silenced.

Only if An Xiaohai takes this USB drive to talk to Xu Congzhou can their positions be considered equal, and only then will Xu Congzhou seriously consider An Xiaohai's conditions.

If Kunji's master were to take this USB drive to negotiate with Xu Congzhou, he would most likely be pinned to the ground by Xu Congzhou's men before he could even open his mouth.

Like An Xiaohai, Kunji's master did not trust Xu Congzhou.

Why should you believe me?

"I've been observing you for so long, and I haven't found you to have ever let anyone down. I believe you wouldn't lie to me."

"But I must make it clear to you first that my approach to this matter may be different from what you expect."

"Since I've chosen to trust you, you can do whatever you want with this."

"Alright, then I'll take care of this."

The master of Kunji didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now," Kunji's master said after a moment of silence, standing up.

"I'm curious, where have you been living all this time? I've had Pan Zhuangzhuang search the area several times, but we still can't find where you live."

"Of course he couldn't find me; I wasn't staying at any villager's house."

"So where do you live?"

"Come with me, and I'll tell you where I live."

"OK."

An Xiaohai put away his laptop and followed Kunji's master out of the seaside cave. After walking for more than ten minutes, they arrived at a small grove of trees nearby.

"I live right there," the master of Kun Kee pointed upwards.

An Xiaohai looked up and saw that it was pitch black above, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He could only vaguely see large leaves swaying slowly in the moonlight.

Kunji's master gave a low shout, took a few steps to run up a tree trunk, and then climbed back and forth on several nearby tree trunks before disappearing into the dense foliage.

The evening breeze rustled the leaves, and Kunji's master vanished without a trace.

"Damn! They're all talented..." An Xiaohai sighed inwardly, carrying his laptop as he headed home.

Arriving at Kunji's room in the building, An Xiaohai disassembled the laptop, connected the floppy disk drive, and directly accessed the DOS operating system via the floppy disk.

After starting a cracking program, An Xiaohai ignored it. He estimated that it wouldn't be long before the program would automatically crack the username and password of this special system.

"Big brother, the photos are developed, come and take a look!" Kunji ran out of the darkroom next door, and he smelled faintly of fixer.

An Xiaohai took the photo and immediately gave Kunji a big thumbs up, saying the photo was very clear.

In the photo, the doors to the villa's garage are all open, and Jiang Ting and the Caos assassin are walking into the garage with their backs to the camera.

There were three cars parked in the garage: a black extended Bentley, and to the left of the Bentley was a black sports car with a Toyota logo on it.

To the right of the Bentley was another car covered by a dust cover, obscuring most of the body. The specific model was not discernible, but it was known to be a red sports car.

"Kun Kee, print a few more copies of the photos. I'll take these few."

As An Xiaohai spoke, he picked up a piece of clothing and stood up. Confirming that the information about these vehicles was crucial to the entire plan, An Xiaohai decided to immediately consult a professional: Hongpao.

"Okay, brother, be careful it's so late!"

"I'll be careful, you guys get some rest!"

After saying that, An Xiaohai got on his motorcycle and set off.

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"This is a Toyota Supra, a 3.0 turbocharged engine, 0-100 km/h in 4.3 seconds, my dream car!" Hongpao said, holding up the photo with eyes full of infatuation.

Who would have thought that this guy, who looks like an old farmer, actually has such a deep understanding of cars?

"And what about this one? What kind of car is this one that's covered up?" An Xiaohai asked, pointing to the red sports car with the dust cover.

"This is a Ferrari F512M, a 5.0V12 naturally aspirated engine with 440 horsepower, a 5-speed manual transmission, a 0-100 km/h acceleration time of 4.7 seconds, and a top speed of 315 km/h."

Hongpao glanced at the photo and said, then his gaze returned to the Toyota Supra. Clearly, Hongpao preferred the Toyota Supra to the Ferrari F512M.

"It's a pity the license plate is covered. If only we could see it..." An Xiaohai murmured, stroking his chin.

The dust cover not only obscured the Ferrari's body but also most of the license plate, making it possible to vaguely make out one or two letters.

"Brother Hai, I don't think this Ferrari is important. They probably rarely use it. They drive the Bentley most often," Hongpao said, glancing at the photo again.

"You could tell that?"

"Of course, you can tell by looking at the tires. This Ferrari's tires have probably only lasted less than 100 kilometers."

"What if it's a newly replaced tire?"

"Impossible!" Hongpao shook his head. "This car is equipped with the original tires from 94. If the tires were recently replaced, the tread pattern would be slightly different. I guess this car has been parked there all along."

Are you sure?

"I'm sure! Brother Hai, I'd stake my life on it."

"Ferrari rarely uses it, or almost never uses it..."

An Xiaohai stood up, stroked his chin, and began pacing around the room. After a long while, An Xiaohai gently shook his head: "No, no! I think this Ferrari is the most important car!"

Thanks, Red Cannon!

An Xiaohai grabbed his clothes and was about to leave.

"Brother Hai, is there anything we can do to help?"

"No need, I need to figure out the license plate of this Ferrari now."

"Brother Hai, actually, if I could see the film, I think I should be able to identify the license plate of this car."

"Really? Why?"

"The dust cover is very tight, and the outline of the license plate is already clearly visible. It's just a little difficult to identify the words on it. However, if you have the negative, you can zoom in and look at the reverse side, and you should be able to guess it."

"Okay, then come with me. The negatives are at home."

"Okay," Hongpao immediately stood up.

Just then, An Xiaohai's phone rang.

An Xiaohai picked up the phone and saw that it was Xu Congzhou calling: "It's almost 1 a.m., isn't the top leader of the security department resting yet? Could something have happened?"

An Xiaohai answered the phone with a puzzled look on his face.