Wednesday, 24 April 2024
Security status not satisfied.
Firstly, I already know you and all your loved ones very well.
Secondly, the occasion for which I'm writing to you is not the happiest one for a friendly greeting.
You've heard that the Internet is a dangerous place, infested with malicious links and hackers like me?
Of course, you've heard, but what's the point in it if you are so dismissive of your internet security and don't care what websites you visit?
Times have changed. You read about AI, judging by your browser history, and still didn't understand anything?
Technologies have stepped far forward, and now hackers like me use artificial intelligence.
Thanks to it, I can get not only access to your webcam and record your fun with highly controversial video
(I recorded it also, but now that's not the point), but also to all your devices and not only yours.
And I saved a special sauce for this dish. I went further and sent malicious links to all your contacts from your account.
Yes, someone was smarter and realized that this was a trap and you were hacked, but believe me,
about 70% of your contact list (and these are your friends, colleagues, and family) bought into my scam.
They have as many skeletons in their closet as you do. Some turn out to be hidden homosexuals...
I have accumulated and analyzed a huge amount of compromising data on you and those with whom you communicate.
Very soon I'll start a crossfire - everyone will receive the full history of correspondence
(and there are enough of "sensitive moments") and recordings from the other contact's webcam.
I can go further and put all these files, as well as the recorded fun of you and your hacked contacts with "hardcore videos" into the public domain.
You can imagine, it will be a real sensation!
And everyone will understand where it came from - from you.
For all your contacts and, you will be enemy number one. Even your relatives will take a long time to forgive you and forget such a family shame...
It will be the real end of the world. The only difference is that there will be not four horsemen of the apocalypse, but only one - (=
But there is no such thing as a completely black stripe without any white dots.
Luckily for you, in my case the "Three M Rule" comes into play - Money, Money and Money again.
I'm not interested in your worthless life, I'm interested in people from whom I can profit.
And today you are one of them.
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Once payment is received, I will delete all information associated with you and you will never hear from me again.
Remember one thing: my crypto address is anonymous, and I generated this letter in your mailbox and sent it to you.
You can call the cops, do whatever you want - they won't find me, my demands won't change, but you'll just waste precious time.
The clock is ticking. Tick tock, a minute out of 48 hours has passed right now. An hour will soon pass, and in two days your old life will pass forever.
Either goodbye forever (if I get my payment), or hello to a brave new world in which there will be no place for you.
Hasta La Vista, Baby!
P.S. Almost forgot. Finally learn what incognito tabs, two-factor authentication, and the TOR browser are, for God's sake!
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Shih Jung smiled. "With the terms of friendship," he added, "which have existed for so many generations (between our families), is there any need for such apologies?" "But you have accepted him. I didn't ask you to take him. You don't want to go into a workhouse, I suppose?" At Mr. Justice Hare's gate they encountered that gentleman, who appeared to be standing there to give himself an airing. William caught sight of Mrs. Hare seated on the garden bench, outside the window, and ran to kiss her. All the children loved Mrs. Hare. The justice was looking—not pale; that would not be a term half strong enough: but yellow. The curls of his best wig were limp, and all his pomposity appeared to have gone out of him. "You have been a dear good child," he said, as he rose, and looked over my head at Firm. "My own granddarter, if such there had been, could not have done more to comfort me, nor half so much, for aught I know. There is no picking and choosing among the females, as God gives them. But he has given you for a blessing and saving to my old age, my dearie." "Frank Greystock will understand you," said Lizzie. It was indeed true that Lucy did understand something of her wealthy friend's character, and was almost ashamed of the friendship. With Lizzie Greystock she had never sympathised, and Lizzie Eustace had always been distasteful to her. She already felt that the less she should see of Lizzie Fawn the better she should like it. All Mr. Gundry's strengthening piles and shores were as firm as need be, and the clear blue water played around them as if they were no constraint to it. And none but a practiced eye could see that the great wheel had been wounded, being undershot, and lifted now above the power of the current, according to the fine old plan of locking the door when the horse is gone. "No, sir," said Manoel. "But you?" "Sir," she began. "Miss Carlyle tells me that there is going to be a change at East Lynne." This person was, in fact, one whose name was Chia Se; a grandson likewise of a main branch of the Ning mansion. His parents had died at an early period, and he had, ever since his youth, lived with Chia Chen. He had at this time grown to be sixteen years of age, and was, as compared with Chia Jung, still more handsome and good looking. These two cousins were united by ties of the closest intimacy, and were always together, whether they went out or stayed at home. Richard complied by putting his hat on his head, pulling it so low that it touched his nose. He felt himself safer in it. Mr. Carlyle showed him into Mr. Dill's room, and then turned the key upon him, and put it in his pocket. Whether this precautionary measure was intended to prevent any possibility of Captain Thorn's finding his way in, or of Richard's finding his way out, was best known to himself. "Oh, I hardly know," she sighed. "Trying the new piano, and looking at my watch, wishing the time would go quicker, that you might come home. The ponies and carriage have arrived, Archibald." "Are you mad? You've filled my eyes, nose, and mouth with snow. What is it?" "And the police were pursuing the men for many weeks?" "That was always her way. She was never gay and cheery like other girls. I have never known her once to be what you would call happy." This was the end of the filing of that bill in Chancery as to which Mr. Camperdown had been so very enthusiastic! Now it certainly was the case that poor Lord Fawn in his conduct toward Lizzie had trusted greatly to the support of Mr. Camperdown's legal proceeding. The world could hardly have expected him to marry a woman against whom a bill in Chancery was being carried on for the recovery of diamonds which did not belong to her. But that support was now altogether withdrawn from him. It was acknowledged that the necklace was not an heirloom, clearly acknowledged by Mr. Camperdown! And even Mr. Camperdown would not express an opinion that the lady had stolen her own diamonds. "My dear, he never walks with any body but myself!" "Mrs. Hsüeh," interposed lady Feng smiling, "mind you don't forget it! But you might as well weigh fifty taels this very moment, and hand them over to me to keep, until the first fall of snow, when I can get everything ready for the banquet. In this way, you will neither have anything to bother you, aunt, nor will you have a chance of forgetting." Mr. Carlyle left her and her grumbling to return to the office. Lord Mount Severn's carriage was passing at the moment, and Isabel Vane was within it. She caused it to stop when she saw Mr. Carlyle, and he advanced to her. "For the last week or two he has fancied strange things, the effect of a diseased appetite," exclaimed Madame Vine; "but if I allow them to be brought in he barely tastes them." "My dear woman," rejoined Mrs. Chao, "Not let her have her own way! why, is it likely that any one would have the courage to tell her anything?" "If only," smiled Pao-ch'ai, at these words, "you could be as painstaking as she is, what a good thing it would be. And would you fail to attain success in anything you might take up?" "Fill the cups too of your female cousins, senior or junior," dowager lady Chia went on to tell Pao-yü. "And you mayn't pour the wine anyhow. Each of you must swallow every drop of your drinks." The waiting-maid was standing, leaning against the door, so readily she suggested the word "door." "Oh, that weary India Office!" exclaimed "Lizzie. We may confess, however, that in forbidding him to use his gun Minha had imposed on him a genuine privation. There was no lack of game in the woods, and several magnificent opportunities he had declined with regret. The man was panting with his labor, and seemed to be in a vile temper too. He did not swear, but made low noises full of disappointment. And then he caught up his tool, with a savage self-control, and fell to again. "Ah, you are a sly one; you are, Carlyle. Remember how sly you were over your first——" marriage, Justice Hare was going to bring out, but it suddenly occurred to him that all circumstances considered, it was not precisely the topic to recall to Mr. Carlyle. So he stopped himself in the utterance, coughed, and went on again. "There you go, over to see Sir John Dobede, not to see Sir John, but paying court to Miss Dobede." Manoel and Benito had gone shooting in the neighborhood, and brought back some feathered game, which was well received in the larder. At the same time they had got an animal of whom a naturalist would have made more than did the cook. However, this went by, and so did many other things, though heavily laden with grief and death; and the one thing we learned was to disbelieve ninety-nine out of every hundred. Letters for the Sawyer were dispatched by me to every likely place for him, and advertisements put into countless newspapers, but none of them seemed to go near him. Old as he was, he avoided feather-beds, and roamed like a true Californian. But at last I found him, in a sad, sad way. "Would it indeed? Did you not think Mr. Emilius very clever when you met him down here?" "What's your name?" Pao-yü eagerly inquired. "Now don't be excited, Erema, if you please. What will you give me to tell you who it is?" After they had also been a considerable time on the way, she suddenly caught sight, at the northern end of the street, of two huge squatting lions of marble and of three lofty gates with (knockers representing) the heads of animals. In front of these gates, sat, in a row, about ten men in coloured hats and fine attire. The main gate was not open. It was only through the side gates, on the east and west, that people went in and came out. Above the centre gate was a tablet. On this tablet were inscribed in five large characters —"The Ning Kuo mansion erected by imperial command." Chia Cheng and the others could not even conceive what omen this summons implied, but he had no alternative but to change his clothes with all haste and to present himself at Court, while dowager lady Chia and the inmates of the whole household were, in their hearts, a prey to such perplexity and uncertainty that they incessantly despatched messengers on flying steeds to go and bring the news. "Seven and three-quarter bushels of barley, at five and ninepence a bushel, Mary," said the Major, pulling out a pocket-book; "besides Indian corn, chopped meat, and potatoes." "The poor fellow, who was now wide awake, was told about what had passed. He warmly thanked Lina for the good idea she had had of following the liana, and they all started on the road to the fazenda, where Fragoso was received in a way that gave him neither wish nor want to try his wretched task again. "Sir Peter said you declined to receive him. But it is necessary that he should come to England, if his affairs are to be set straight, and also that he should see Sir Peter." THE WARRANT against Joam Dacosta, alias Joam Garral, had been issued by the assistant of Judge Ribeiro, who filled the position of the magistrate in the province of Amazones, until the nomination of the successor of the late justice. Bones, white and bleached, in nameless hill-like mounds are flung, "I might almost say I am sure." He then gave utterance to the four lines that follow: "Her face, I mean," he said, still dreaming. "No objection at all," replied the stranger. "My name is Torres." "And so, when we first met Torres in the forest of Iquitos, his plan had already been formed to enter into communication with my father?" The dew, blown on the t'ung tree by the well, doth wet the roosting rooks. "Your niece needn't either return home," dowager lady Chia observed to Madame Hsing. "Let her spend a few days in the garden and see the place before she goes." Mrs. Carlyle was astonished. Why should her communication have produced this effect upon Madame Vine? A renewed suspicion that she knew more of Francis Levison than she would acknowledge, stole over her. Chui Erh greeted this response with a smile. "Many are the times," she said; "that she has asked me whether I had seen her handkerchief; but have I got all that leisure to worry my mind about such things? She spoke to me about it again to-day; and she suggested that I should find it for her, and that she would also recompense me. This she told me when we were just now at the entrance of the Heng Wu court, and you too, Mr. Secundus, overheard her, so that I'm not lying. But, dear Mr. Secundus, since you've picked it up, give it to me. Do! And I'll see what she will give me as a reward." But without any further reference to her, we will now take up our story with Pao-yü. As soon as he saw Madame Wang awake, his spirits were crushed. All alone he hastily made his way into the Ta Kuan garden. Here his attention was attracted by the ruddy sun, shining in the zenith, the shade of the trees extending far and wide, the song of the cicadas, filling the ear; and by a perfect stillness, not even broken by the echo of a human voice. But the instant he got near the trellis, with the cinnamon roses, the sound of sobs fell on his ear. Doubts and surmises crept into Pao-yü's mind, so halting at once, he listened with intentness. Then actually he discerned some one on the off-side of the trellis. This was the fifth moon, the season when the flowers and foliage of the cinnamon roses were in full bloom. Furtively peeping through an aperture in the fence, Pao-yü saw a young girl squatting under the flowers and digging the ground with a hair-pin she held in her hand. As she dug, she silently gave way to tears. Johnson shook his head sadly, and fell into a silent reverie, which Bell did not interrupt. He knew that their stock of grease would not last more than a week with the strictest economy. Yes. Pacing the covered walk in her bonnet and mantle, as if taking an evening stroll—had any one encountered her, which was very unlikely, seeing that it was the most retired spot in the grounds—was Mrs. Carlyle. And then there was something said as to their own prospects in life. Lucy at once and with vehemence declared that she did not look for or expect an immediate marriage. She did not scruple to tell him that she knew well how difficult was the task before him, and that it might be essential for his interest that he should remain as he was for a year or two. He was astonished to find how completely she understood his position, and how thoroughly she sympathised with his interests. "There is only one thing I couldn't do for you," she said. The ministry were in a minority on the Irish Church on April 2, the day on which Mr. Ferrars arrived in town. They did not resign, but the attack was to be repeated in another form on the 6th. During the terrible interval Mr. Ferrars made distracted visits to Downing Street, saw secretaries of state, who sympathised with him not withstanding their own chagrin, and was closeted daily and hourly with under-secretaries, parliamentary and permanent, who really alike wished to serve him. But there was nothing to be had. He was almost meditating taking Sierra Leone, or the Gold Coast, when the resignation of Sir Robert Peel was announced. At the last moment, there being, of course, no vacancy in the Foreign Office, or the Treasury, he obtained from Barron an appointment for Endymion, and so, after having left Hurstley five months before to become Governor–General of India, this man, "who had claims," returned to his mortified home with a clerkship for his son in a second-rate government office. Goody Liu felt constrained to edge herself forward. "Gentlemen," she ventured, "may happiness betide you!" "That you are absolutely bound to do," I answered, as forcibly as I could. "Duty to your former master and to me, his only child — and to yourself, and your Maker too — compel you, Jacob Rigg, to tell me every thing you know." "There is nothing to forgive, Erema; but a great deal I never can hope to forgot." Frederic's face had become very long, and he was much disturbed in his mind. He could only suggest that he himself would go and see Mr. Camperdown and ascertain what ought to be done. To the last he adhered to his assurance that Mr. Camperdown could do no evil; till Lizzie, in her wrath, asked him whether he believed Mr. Camperdown's word before hers. "I think he would understand a matter of business better than you," said the prudent lover. Numerous traces of bears and foxes crossed their path, but not an animal was seen that day. It would have been dangerous and useless to hunt them, as the sledge was sufficiently freighted. Generally in this sort of excursion travellers leave provision-stores along their route; they place them in hiding-places of snow, out of reach of animals; unload during the journey, and take up the provisions on their return. But Hatteras could not venture to do this on moveable ice-fields, and the uncertainty of the route made the return the same way exceedingly problematic. At noon Hatteras caused his little troop to halt under shelter of an ice-wall. Their breakfast consisted of pemmican and boiling tea; the latter beverage comforted the cold wayfarers. They set out again after an hour's rest. The first day they walked about twenty miles, and in the evening both men and dogs were exhausted. However, notwithstanding their fatigue, they were obliged to construct a snow-house in which to pass the night. It took about an hour and a half to build. Bell showed himself very skilful. The ice-blocks were cut out and placed above one another in the form of a dome; a large block at the top made the vault. Snow served for mortar and filled up the chinks. It soon hardened and made a single block of the entire structure. It was reached by a narrow opening, through which the doctor squeezed himself painfully, and the others followed him. The supper was rapidly prepared with spirits of wine. The interior temperature of the snow-house was bearable, as the wind which raged outside could not penetrate. When their repast, which was always the same, was over, they began to think of sleep. A mackintosh was spread over the floor and kept them from the damp. Their stockings and shoes were dried by the portable grate, and then three of the travellers wrapped themselves up in their blankets, leaving the fourth to keep watch; he watched over the common safety, and prevented the opening getting blocked up, for if it did they would be buried alive. Firm, who had little faith in the nugget, but took it for a dream of mine, and had proved conclusively from his pillow that it could not exist in earnest, now with a gentle, satirical smile declared his anxiety to see it; and I led him along by his better arm, faster, perhaps, than he ought to have walked. Her resolution shamed him. He rose to her level, in spite of himself. That great squall was either a whirlwind or the crowning blast of a hurricane. It beat the high waves hollow, as if it fell from the sky upon them; and it snapped off one of our oars at the hilt, so that two of our men rolled backward. And when we were able to look about again the whole roof of "Desolate Hole" was gone, and little of the walls left standing. And how we should guide our course, or even save our lives, we knew not. "I dessay. I dessay. But have you got the pluck, miss? Our little missy would 'a done more than that. But come to be great lady — why, they take another tune. With much mind, of course it might be otherwise. But none of 'em have any much of that to spare." "Rely upon it; it came direct from the Cottage to my friend." Lady Mount Severn grew pale with anger. She rose from her seat and confronted her husband, the table being between them. "Listen, Raymond; I will not have Isabel Vane under my roof. I hate her. How could you be cajoled into sanctioning such a thing?" "Seeing that you know so much," Pao-yü remarked with a smiling face, "you can dispense with reading poetical works, for you're not far off from proficiency. To hear you expatiate on these two lines, makes it evident to my mind that you've even got at their secret meaning." During the night before the arrival of the raft at Manaos Judge Ribeiro was seized with an attack of apoplexy. But the denunciation of Torres, whose scheme of extortion had collapsed in face of the noble anger of his victim, had produced its effect. Joam Dacosta was arrested in the bosom of his family, and his old advocate was no longer in this world to defend him! "I'm glad there's something. What is the amount?" "You verily do foolish things!" Tai-yü and T'an Ch'un exclaimed with one voice, at these words. "But not to mention that they were doggerel lines, had they even been anything like what verses should be, our writings shouldn't have been hawked about outside." The parrot in the golden cage doth shout that it is time the tea to brew. "You would make a very good prime minister, Berengaria." "In the next place, what does your grandson wish?" "All we country-people know," old goody Liu proceeded, also laughing, "is just what comes within our own rough-and-ready wits, so young ladies and ladies pray don't poke fun at me!"
闸南,南乡街。
一台半截货车直接停在了长清垃圾厂门口,车上跳下来三名男子,领头一人喊道:"拿家伙!"
"呼啦啦!"
院子内冲出一百多号人,乌泱泱地围在汽车旁边,就拿起了车上成捆码放的刀具棍棒。
紧跟着,院内开出来四台卡车,停在了门口等待。
院外的一台大型SUV旁边,一名身材中等,剃着小平头的男子,拿着电话问道:"何老二,你那儿还有多少人?三十是吧?行,其他的不等了,你直接在桥那边跟我汇合。好,就这样。"
这个小平头叫杜胜明,是李洪泽当初从一区带过来的头马。曾经也是混迹在区外的老雷子,亡命徒,据说干架时单挑极猛,与陆丰齐名,号称长清双刀。
十分钟后,长清公司的人拿完家伙,全都爬上了卡车,杜胜明一看时间不多了,立即拽开车门,吐了口痰喊道:"走了!"
话音落,七八台车在垃圾场门口出发,直奔港口。
……
港内二道街上,李兴站在汽车旁边等了一会后,两台警用私家车就停在了路边,车上下来六七名李兴在警署的死党。
"其他人呢?"李兴问了一句。
"今天不知道咋回事儿,郭副署长晚上没走,一直在署里开会。"一名青年低声说道:"我给咱值班的兄弟打了电话,但他们都不敢出来啊,都他妈在听讲呢。"
"郭署没走?"李兴感觉有点不对地问道:"大半夜的开什么会?"
"好像是什么技术普及会,一区来了两个技侦专家,他们在讲课。"青年回。
李兴听到这话,心里感觉有点奇怪,因为一区那边虽然经常会来人给警务署的人讲课,也什么类型的都有,但这半夜开会,确实很是罕见。
站在路边,原本打算回去迎一迎陆丰和杜胜明的李兴,此刻见自己一方来的人这么少,也就没再走,只轻声吩咐道:"不用换装,把工作证都别上就行了。"
"好。"
众人点头。
……
回长清公司的路上。
陆丰懒洋洋地坐在车后座,低头摆弄着手机,而他的兄弟则是坐在副驾驶上,不停地打着电话,遥控着集合人手。
"大哥,集了一百多人,都在场子里呢,咱让他们直接出发?"副驾驶的兄弟回头问了一句。
陆丰抬头,面无表情地回道:"不用,再等等,等杜胜明那边先走了,咱们的人再走。"
"为啥啊?我们出发地点本来就不一样,咱们比他们远啊。"兄弟有点懵:"而且我刚才问了,老杜那边集完人已经走了。"
陆丰摘下佛珠,心烦意乱地骂道:"我总觉得今晚要出大事儿。"
"呵呵。"兄弟咧嘴一笑:"能有啥大事啊?这大几百号人进港口,最后肯定打不起来啊!解决问题的,就是徐虎和魏相佐,我们都是过去站脚助威的。"
"就你这个智商,我真不知道你是怎么混到我身边的。"陆丰皱眉骂道:"今晚要么徐虎躺,要么魏相佐躺,决定生死的事儿,你还在这想着打不起来?"
"这么多人,能打起来吗?"
"你刚才没看见老李的表情啊?他就差坐火箭开溜了。要不是徐虎出去找他谈话了,他现在肯定已经坐在公司里喝茶了。"陆丰摆手回道:"我现在就想一个问题。"
"啥问题?"
"如果今晚真干起来,事闹大了,最后谁来背这个锅。"陆丰冲着他兄弟问了一句。
"不是徐虎,就是余家和魏相佐呗,这还用想?"
"你说的是面上的。"陆丰摇头:"我说的是如果徐虎没站住,长清这边谁来背锅。你几百人闹事,又在这个节骨眼上,上层会整谁?"
副驾驶的兄弟听到这话,也陷入了沉思。
陆丰叹息一声骂道:"艹他妈的, 我也是贱了,红山寺原本有个庙会,去五区半个月,都给我发邀请函了,我懒了……就没去……。"
"那你的意思是?"
"老李说话了,不去肯定不行。给他们打电话,压着点速度,咱们在港外的桐林桥集合,"陆丰抬头吩咐道:"跟在老杜后面。"
"知道了。"兄弟点头。
陆丰扭头看向窗外,面色凝重。
……
桐林桥是连接港口和区内的最主要道路之一,桥宽六十米,桥长五百二十米,跟内港的龙桥相比,这里稍微显得气派一点。
大约二十分钟后,杜胜明的车队抵达桐林桥附近,只要越过这里,就能进天鸿港。
车队顺着灯光昏暗的街道缓缓而来,一名男子站在路边,拿起了电话:"长清的人过来了。"
余家大院内,苏天御右手拿着手机,低声说道:"正辉,不到万不得已的时候,你们千万不要露面。咱们还得在龙城待,不能弄得太过。"
"好,我知道了。"孔正辉回应。
苏天御闻声立即反问:"周家的人到了吗?"
"到了。"
"你给他们打电话,告诉他,给我往死里干长清!"苏天御目露寒光地说道:"你跟那个崔斌说,不把这个长清干怕了,咱们工会就没有消停日子过。打他一回,就让他记十年!"
"OK!"孔正辉点头。
二人结束通话,苏天御立即再次拨通魏相佐的号码:"我跟你保证,长清短时间内进不去港口,你那边要快。"
"我已经到港口了。"魏相佐下了船,抬头向岸上望去,小风已经带着二十多号人,站在那里等待:"港内的事儿,不用你管,但外围的人,你要给我拦住。"
"没问题。"苏天御立即回道:"这一仗,必须捧你上去!"
"好,咱们一块上去!"魏相佐挂断手机,迈步走上台阶,冲着小风说道:"告诉二道街,三道街的兄弟,我老魏回来了,天鸿港还认识我的,今晚拿上刀,捧捧咱的场子。"
……
桐林桥。
杜胜明的车队,即将抵达桥口之时,左右两侧的胡同里,突然冲出来四五十号人。
周家北堂口的红棍崔斌,拎着一把短小的砍刀,指着胡同内的车队说道:"拿枪的,先别下来,他们不搂火,我们就不搂火。"