I Have A Dual World Seal-Chapter 539 Dare to Mess with My Money

In theory, the map of the St. Miguel shipwreck has been passed down for hundreds of years, so it’s possible for someone else to obtain it. Besides, that shipwreck is right down there, anyone can salvage it.

So it’s perfectly fine for Grant to obtain the shipwreck treasure and auction it off.

But the problem is...

The time gap between the shipwreck treasure and the theft case at Allen Art Company is too short.

Lu Zheng neither mentioned the Allen Art Company incident to Grant nor expected him to expose the name of the St. Miguel directly.

As such, what might have been fine may now encounter changes.

Lu Zheng asked, "Could it be that the auction process hasn’t been completed yet?"

Lin Wan shook her head, "I’ve been in charge of several auction-related cases, and the payment usually doesn’t exceed a week."

Alright then, there is indeed a problem.

Unlucky!

Hmm, it’s uncertain who will be unlucky in the end.

Lin Wan asked, "What are you planning to do?"

Lu Zheng sighed, "What can I do, but make another trip to the Lighthouse Country... Oh wait, I can look it up online."

Lu Zheng had already enhanced his electronic information technology skills considerably; just because he usually focused on cultivation and didn’t prioritize this area doesn’t mean he’s weak at it, especially with this ability empowered by dozens of strands of Light of Fortune.

"Do you need anything?"

"A computer, an internet connection." Lu Zheng snapped his fingers, looking very arrogant.

...

After dinner, heading home.

Not bothering others with your own troubles, Lu Zheng directly commandeered Japan’s supercomputer as a springboard, then infiltrated the network of Sotheby’s headquarters building.

A dazzling array of operations left Lin Wan utterly bewildered.

"Damn it, I knew it!" Lu Zheng slapped the table.

"What happened?" Lin Wan urgently asked.

"The auction proceeds for the St. Miguel shipwreck treasure at Sotheby’s were all transferred to a CIA secret account."

"CIA? Not the FBI?"

Lu Zheng nodded, speculating, "Perhaps because the Allen Art Company involved international crime? But anyway, this money didn’t make it into Grant’s pocket."

"Grant is just a local tyrant in Miami, how dare he go against the CIA?" Lin Wan shook her head and said.

"Do you think he disclosed our matters?" Lu Zheng asked.

Lin Wan replied, "Certainly disclosed."

But fortunately, Lu Zheng never trusted Grant in the first place, so Grant didn’t even know of Lu Zheng and Lin Wan’s existence, and the Dream-Entering Technique and Remote Control would only be deemed as magic tricks with just Grant’s statements.

For example, mental suggestion and remote high-tech products?

But now...

If Lu Zheng speculated correctly, the CIA should have already set up the Heaven and Earth Net around Grant, just waiting for him to show up.

After all, whether it’s mental suggestion or laying high-tech traps around him, Lu Zheng had to get close to him.

Unfortunately, they’ve guessed wrong.

"If I directly transfer the money out, what will be the consequences?" Lu Zheng sought Lin Wan’s opinion.

"The CIA will explode." Lin Wan said, "Nobody can take money from them, they’ll certainly track it down relentlessly."

Transferring money from a mysterious account and transferring from the CIA’s secret account are two different concepts.

"No one, huh? Since that’s the case..."

Lu Zheng went ahead with another fancy series of operations.

Lin Wan worriedly asked, "What did you do?"

"I divided the encrypted account’s eighty billion US Dollars into three hundred thousand parts, underwent at least ten thousand transfer procedures, and then batch transferred it into a Central Asian country’s overseas account in the Asian Infrastructure Investment Bank."

Lu Zheng blandly said, "The Lighthouse Country blackened them for seventy billion, it’s reasonable to return eighty billion with interest, isn’t it?"

"Then..." Lu Zheng directly invaded the CIA headquarters’ network.

Although Prism Program and WikiLeaks’ leaks led the CIA to hide most top secrets in isolated servers, he was still able to access some black accounts related to this CIA secret account.

Then he packaged these materials and sent them to a Russian Communication Agency.

"Dare to black my money?" Lu Zheng sneered, "I’ll make you lose it all! And lose face!"

After handling everything, Lu Zheng continued, "I still have to make a trip to the Lighthouse Country."

Lu Zheng’s maneuvers left Lin Wan excited, and upon hearing that Lu Zheng was headed to the Lighthouse Country, she couldn’t help but ask, "After all you’ve done, why go to the Lighthouse Country?"

"To find Grant."

Lu Zheng curled his lips, "If I directly transfer to Grant’s account, it might alert the CIA, linking the two matters together.

But if Grant suddenly falls into an accident and his various men start fighting, his wealth mysteriously disappearing seems fairly reasonable, right?"

Lin Wan wrapped her arms around Lu Zheng, softly laughing, "You’re already an Immortal, why care about such a trivial amount of money."

"It’s different, what’s mine, is mine." Lu Zheng said seriously.

"Alright, alright, then when are you going? Quick trip, quick return." Lin Wan laughed.

"You’re not coming?"

"I have to work, plus going is just for the spectacle, most of the time is spent traveling, I won’t go." Lin Wan shook her head.

"I’m not in a hurry either, tomorrow is Sunday, let’s go watch a movie, we’ll figure it out on Monday."

"Sounds good!" Lin Wan smiled happily and then climbed onto Lu Zheng.

...

Lu Zheng and Lin Wan began their evening digestion exercise, while in the Lighthouse Country, it was morning, as some CIA agents eating hamburgers and Mexican wraps suddenly blew up.

By the afternoon, while analyzing how the money was transferred, a certain bear exposed their black accounts on its official website again.

All of a sudden, the White House, FBI, NSA, and various media started calling, and the CIA director’s phone suddenly became a hotline.

"Russian hackers! Must be Russian hackers! Damn it! We have an internal traitor, otherwise no one could crack our key!"

"The ledger is in Russia, where’s the money?"

"We’re investigating, the other party divided this money into three hundred thousand parts, conducted frenetic transfers within major banks globally, making it tough to trace."

"No matter how difficult, find it!"

"Yes! Our security officers are doing their utmost to track, but this requires time."

"How long?"

"At least... at least a month!"

The respondent lacked confidence since these accounts were still transferring with other accounts; the eighty billion US Dollars were simply too much, or they wouldn’t be able to trace it at all.

"I’m giving them ten days! Ten days later, they must tell me who the money was transferred to!"

"Yes, Sir!"

...

Across the ocean, Sunday night falls.

Lin Wan asked Lu Zheng to wait a bit, then she moved into the dressing room, returning after a while.

Short skirt, black stockings, Lu Zheng was dumbfounded.

"Sir, this is flight CH2022, do you have any requests?"

"Hiss—"