Chapter 649 - President (2/2)

“Alright.”

The moment King Abdullah put down the phone, his face darkened, and he lost control of his emotions. He spat on the floor and scowled, “Bandit, robber!”

Sitting in the White House, President Bama was elated. He thought hard, wondering who else he could intimidate and squeeze for preferred terms that would benefit his country. His aide quickly seized the opportunity to speak.

“Mr. President, all you had to do was open your mouth, and you’ve already saved trillions of dollars for our country. It’s Mei nation’s honor to have a president like you,” his aide gushed.

President Bama laughed and said, “I’ve always hated bootlickers, but I’m very pleased with what you just said since you know the right way to bootlick. That’s why you’re my aide, and not anyone else’s.”

Saving an enormous sum of money for the country over a brief conversation was incredible, and this achievement made him feel pretty complacent. Many people doubted him in the past, even saying he was the one who had planned and initiated the two wars. Yet, the Nobel Peace Prize had been awarded to him. Even in the face of these doubts, he had no qualms accepting the prize without a hint of guilt.

President Bama picked up his teacup and took a sip. “Right, are you looking for me, what’s the matter?” he asked.

His aide smiled and reported, “Well, this is what’s going on, Mr. Bama. A message was posted on the internet yesterday, saying that on the 6th, which is four days from now, the White House will be blown-up.”

Hmm?

There was a slight pause as the president drank his tea, then he gestured with his hand and said, “Continue.”

“The FBI has deployed their best programming experts to trace the IP address of the one who posted it, but they just can’t seem to figure out who is behind it. The other party’s programming skills are far superior to ours,” the aide said.

After hearing that, President Bama furrowed his eyebrows and remarked, “They can’t trace it?”

Of course, he knew that the people at the FBI were among the best, but if even they couldn’t trace the IP address, then the threat would have to be taken seriously. And, this meant that the warning they received about the bomb threat was in all likelihood, not just a hoax.

The aide nodded his head and said, “Yes, the FBI suspects that it could be the super hacker ‘Mie,’ who destroyed us in the cyberwar we organized last year. Both use the same technique in setting up their firewalls.”

“Continue,” President Bama said, looking somewhat forlorn.

“On the night of 30th, a biochemistry professor at Washington University, Adrian, was killed in his residence. On the 1st of this month, this message of the White House bombing was then posted on the internet. The FBI thinks that these two cases are related to one another. They suspect that it’s the Thousand-Faced Killer, Xiao Han, who has been wreaking havoc in the Ri nation recently.

“What you’re saying is that this Thousand-Faced Killer, Xiao Han, is the same person as the super hacker, Mie?” President Bama said.

The secretary nodded his head and replied, “Yes.”

“How is that possible? There’s no way the Hua Nation can produce an expert of such ability. From what I see, they should be protecting him. Why would they let him operate by himself? Are they not afraid that they’d end up losing a genius that only appears once every hundred years?” President Bama stood up, walked back and forth, and couldn’t seem to put a finger on it.