Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

Each window corresponded to different codes, web pages and databases.

Lin Chuan's eyes revealed sharpness and focus, as he intently scanned the codes, logs, data, and chat records without missing any detail, like a criminal investigator meticulously searching for relevant evidence in a world full of numbers and codes.

"Found it!"

Lin Chuan's gaze sharpened as he quickly locked onto an IP address.

It was the final IP address used to command the man in the blue T-shirt.

From the Old Street Factory District!

Unlike last time during the 'black powder incident' when he infiltrated the factory's external servers.

This time, Lin Chuan intended to take down the entire Old Street Factory District!

Therefore, he also had to hack into the Old Street Factory District's internal core servers, where the district's core confidential files were housed.

Accordingly, the difficulty of the operation was more than tenfold.

The district's internal core servers were heavily encrypted, each layer presenting immense difficulty in decryption, with a slightest mistake risking triggering the protection mechanism and an instant counter-investigation from the other side.

No fraud factory district was a rag-tag organization.

On the contrary, each fraud factory district possessed an extremely complete industry chain, along with proper facilities and organization, not to mention the numerous assassins and hackers.

Even behind them was a corresponding armed force, not to be taken lightly.

These districts, rooted in 'foreign lands'.

But their tentacles had already reached out to the surroundings, forming gangs big and small, like Sister Mei, Liu Qing.

The night was deep.

Lin Chuan sipped some Maojian tea to refresh himself.

"Continue!"

This time, facing the district's internal core servers, he slowed down his keystrokes, his eyes cautious, ensuring that every character was precise without any slip-ups.

There were many methods to hack into a server.

For instance, exploiting vulnerabilities for invasion, using malicious software to penetrate servers, cyber-attacks, disguising IP visits, and so on.

But there was a key point: the factory district's internal core servers used an internal LAN, which increased the difficulty of infiltration to another level.

Fortunately, Lin Chuan had an in-depth understanding of the factory district.

In the 'fraud factory district's' Virtual World, it was through his hacking skills that he had risen, earned the district's trust, and step by step walked the path toward annihilating the fraud factory district.

Lin Chuan first silently hacked into one of the computers connected to the LAN, using it as a springboard to discreetly infiltrate the core servers.

Then, a string of commands was issued from his computer.

In the still of the night.

Lin Chuan was like a calm and composed military commander, manipulating this silent yet intense virtual network battle.

During this, he accessed a website.

That website was the one Mr. Lin of the "Hacker Kingdom" had logged into, the dark web.

...

Outside the window, from night to early morning.

The scattered lights faded, and at the edge of dawn, a faint blush appeared on the horizon, the mountains outside Anling City appeared hazy and profound amidst the intertwining black of night and dawn's light.

The sky's color transitioned from pitch black to deep blue; on the horizon, a ray of sunlight pierced the night, broke through the clouds, and the sparse stars dimmed, subtly vanishing, while the morning breeze rustled the trees, birds left their nests, and the sounds reached Lin Chuan's room.

A full six hours!

Lin Chuan had finally succeeded!

His computer now displayed a vast and complex network world that he had built, a Virtual World teeming with illegal transaction records, a wealth of sensitive information, and the many criminal gangs active within the fraud factory district.

Source: the Old Street Factory District's internal core servers.

After a night's effort, Lin Chuan not only obtained the core data and information but also erased all traces related to him in the factory district, as if it had never had any entanglement with him.

At the same time, Lin Chuan sent a forged command to the old top dog of the Old Street Factory District, Old Bao.

"Whew—"

Lin Chuan took a long, deep breath.

Gathering the evidence was done, and what followed was crucial.

Subsequently, Lin Chuan packaged all the evidence from the Old Street Factory District and the crime information of its various gangs and sent it from a virtual account to Shen Qianqian's email.

Then, one record after another outlining the Old Street Factory District's misdeeds appeared on major forums both domestic and abroad.

In the end.

Lin Chuan exited the core server of the Old Street Factory District, logged out of the virtual mailbox, left the forum, and at the same time, closed the virtual user interface, shut down the chat window, turned off the dark web, and closed each window in turn.

He also deleted all of tonight's records.

The subsequent matters no longer required his concern.

"Done," Lin Chuan stretched his arms and yawned.

Early morning, cool and breezy.

The Little Landlady was still asleep, Lin Chuan walked over to the bed, covered her with the blanket, and finally, a smile appeared on his face as he watched her sleep peacefully.

Not wanting to wake her, Lin Chuan left the room, washed his face, and fell into a deep sleep on the living room sofa.

...

Anling Police Station.

Sunlight slipped through the gaps in the clouds, shining down on the city of Anling. The morning dew on the branches had not yet dispersed, gleaming alongside the glass of high-rise buildings in the early light.

Early in the morning, Shen Qianqian stepped into the dawn and arrived at her station to start investigating the "Old Street Factory District."

Last night, the ten villains who harbored ill intentions towards Lin Chuan and the Little Landlady had all been captured.

The leader, a man in a blue T-shirt, confessed from his hospital bed that it was the Old Street Factory District that ordered them to target Lin Chuan and Zhang Xinxin.

Consequently, Zhang Biao immediately commanded all departments to commence the investigation into the "Old Street Factory District" and scour for related information.

Especially their gangs within the country.

With Lin Chuan in her heart, Shen Qianqian was even more eager to uncover clues related to the Old Street Factory District and take action to sanction it.

At best, to cut it off completely!

That was Shen Qianqian's hope!

"Qianqian, up so early?" At this moment, Director Zhou Tong from the Anti-Fraud Center also arrived at the office and greeted Shen Qianqian with a smile, seeing that she was the first one there.

"Director Zhou is also early," Shen Qianqian smiled back.

Zhou Tong had his thermos in hand, took a sip of water, and then said, "Last night's commotion, luckily Comrade Lin Chuan was unharmed, otherwise it would have been a great loss for Anling."

"Yes."

Shen Qianqian was still unsettled, worry lingering in her heart.

Zhou Tong continued, "Director Zhang has issued an order, we must fully investigate the 'Old Street Factory District' this time, striving to thoroughly inspect and uproot all their tentacles extending to our side.

I've sent the specific documents to your email last night, make sure you pay extra attention to it, it's currently the utmost priority in our work, a great responsibility and a long journey ahead!"

"I understand."

Shen Qianqian nodded solemnly.

Although there were countless cases related to the district, investigating its industry chain and the tentacles it extended "to our side" was incredibly challenging.

This was a highly secretive gang, making the investigation immensely difficult!

Take Liu Qing, for example, not long ago.

Who would have thought that such a knowledgeable and elegantly mannered antique dealer could be a key figure of the Old Street Factory District external to it?

"Come on," Shen Qianqian pursed her lips, encouraging herself!

She then opened her web email.

Inside were two unread messages.

The first email was from Zhou Tong, containing the key points and specific methods for the investigation of the Old Street Factory District.

And the second email...

From: Unknown.

No subject content, just an attached compressed file.

——Old Street Factory District.zip.

Shen Qianqian's eyebrows slightly furrowed, a flash of surprise crossing her face: "A compressed file about the Old Street Factory District?"

She thought for a moment, moved the mouse, and clicked 'download' next to the compressed file.

After waiting for a while, the download of the compressed file was complete.

Shen Qianqian then chose to unzip this "Old Street Factory District.zip."

The decompression took a long time.

It took almost half an hour to finish unzipping.

But after it was done, Shen Qianqian looked at the various subfiles with deeply furrowed brows and a face full of horror.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Qianqian immediately shouted to Zhou Tong, who was not far away, "Director Zhou, important clues!"