On the outskirts of Naples, Italy. A black Mercedes-Benz slowly drove along the curved and flat road into a small town near the hills.
Hohns looked at the slightly old and shabby streets on both sides of the road. He held the steering wheel and frowned slightly.
"Are we going the wrong way?"
"Impossible …" The assistant sitting in the passenger seat repeatedly confirmed the information in his hand. He said in an affirmative tone, "Whether it is the cargo information or the registration information of the Italian Ministry of Commerce, it all points here."
Hohns didn't speak, but the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.
To be honest, this place really doesn't look like a suitable place for industrial development. Even if the factory is not built near the railway or port area, it should at least be built in a relatively labor-intensive area, right? Even the stupidest business owner wouldn't open a factory in such a broken place.
The road became narrower and narrower.
The car couldn't go any further.
After the two got out of the car, they walked along the country road for about 50 or 60 meters and came to an old neighborhood next to the community market. Most of the people living here were farmers working in nearby orchards or retired elderly people. Apart from a few children playing and shuttling back and forth in the alleys, there was not the slightest hint of youth.
Hohns walked to a small house made of bluestone bricks. He stopped at the gate of the courtyard with his assistant and looked around. His eyebrows twitched unconsciously.
"… This is a factory?"
His assistant also had a confused expression on his face. He took out the information again at a loss.
Perhaps noticing the two strange foreigners standing at the door, the door of the wooden house squeaked open, and an old Italian man with a knitted hat walked out with a vigilant look on his face.
"Who are you?"
"Hohns, this is my colleague. I'm sorry to disturb you, we are just looking for a company called AI Industry. The address we learned is here. "Hohns made a friendly smile, making his face look a little kinder.
"AI Industry?" The old Italian man frowned, stared at Hohns suspiciously, and continued, "I have lived here for so many years, I have never heard of any AI industry, and there are no factories nearby."
The moment they heard this sentence, Hohns and his assistant looked at each other and saw a trace of solemnity on each other's faces.
At this point, the whole story was clear at a glance.
The other party had forged an identity. Not only did they deceive the Italian government, but they also deceived Siemens. They even deceived German customs and the European Union Import and Export Commission!
When he thought about the controllable fusion technology exchange negotiations between the European Union and China, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
The other equipment on the list was fine, but if these two missing machine tools ended up in China's port, they would undoubtedly lose an important bargaining chip.
No matter what, those two pieces of equipment could not fall into the hands of the Chinese!
Looking behind the old man, Hornes tried to make a final remedy, took a deep breath, and continued to ask.
"Is there a man named Sachi Falby around here?"
The equipment had just arrived in Italy. In theory, even if they wanted to smuggle it out of Europe through the port, it would take some time.
The only clue he had now, other than the fact that the other party had a team of highly skilled hackers, was this name.
As long as he could find Sachi Falby, he would be able to find the key to solving this problem!
After hearing this name, the old Italian man frowned. He then shook his head.
"Never heard of him, at least no one with that name on this street."
The silence lasted for half a minute.
Hornes took a deep breath. He was about to thank the old man and return to the car with his assistant. However, the old woman, who was standing in the yard and eavesdropping on their conversation, suddenly interrupted.
"You two know Falby?"
The moment Hornes heard this, he paused for a second. He was ecstatic, and he immediately asked.
"Of course, I'm his friend, may I ask —"
"You're his friend? Perfect, wait a second. "
Hornes was surprised when the old woman turned around and walked into the house.
He didn't have to wait long before he saw the old woman walk out with a palm-sized package. As she walked, she muttered.
"A package from overseas was delivered to me a few days ago. The recipient's name was Sachi Falby, but I don't know this person at all. But I don't know this person at all, and there's no one with that name on this street nearby. I wondered if the postman had delivered the wrong package, but I checked again and again that the address was correct … Since you're his friend, please bring this to him for me. "
"Thank you … I will pass it to him."
Trying to restrain the excitement in his heart, Hornes took the package from the old woman's hand and immediately returned to the car with his assistant.
Just when he was about to open the package, his fingers suddenly stopped.
The assistant standing next to him asked in confusion when he saw the chief stop what he was doing.
"Sir?"
Hohns coughed and looked at his assistant.
"I need you to do something now."
The assistant hesitated and asked, "What is it?"
Hornes handed the package to him and said solemnly.
"Open it."
The assistant's expression changed slightly as he thought of something.
Although he refused in his heart, under the pressure of his boss, he took the package, walked to the open space on the side of the road, and carefully opened it.
Fortunately, no accidents happened.
There were no weapons like bombs in the package, nor anything that could threaten personal safety.
Looking at the envelope lying in the empty package, the assistant breathed a sigh of relief and took it out of the package.
"Sir, there is a letter here."
As he spoke, he opened the envelope and took out a piece of paper from inside.
However, the moment he saw the contents of the note, his whole person suddenly seemed to be stared at by Medusa, and he froze there.
Hornes noticed the note and the expression on his assistant's face. Thinking that he had found some important clues, he hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the note from the assistant's hand.
"What is written on it —"
Halfway through his words, his whole person seemed to be dumbfounded, and he froze there.
On the note, there was a series of crooked symbols with unknown meanings.
[♪ (^ * ^ *)]
Hornes: "…???"
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