Peerless Genius System

Chapter 649: President.

A piece of news spread quickly like wildfire, as if a rock was thrown into the calm lake and caused a wave in the media. The content of the news was: On July 6th, the White House will be bombed. Those who cherish their life, please stay away from the White House on that day!

The White House was the official residence and office of the President, and its status in the people’s hearts was supreme. Although the people would alway joke about many things, they certainly wouldn’t joke about blowing up the White House. There were those who tried to do so but failed in the end. And now someone was threatening to blow up the White House. Was it another terrorist attack?

‒ “What a joke. Which dumb f_cker posted this? Is he not afraid of being arrested?”

‒ “It depends on whether the FBI will take it seriously or not. After all, they must still be busy investigating the death of Professor Adrian.”

‒ “This is nothing but a sh_t post, does he want to meet his maker early?”

‒ “There are still five days, I’d like to see if this is true. If the White House is really bombed that day, it will be fun, hahaha…”

‒ “I think this joke is blown out of proportion. I suggest that the federal government should attach great importance to this type of matter and start imposing some punishment!”

The netizens expressed their views on this matter, and most of them thought it was just some idiot who was looking for trouble. Of course, there was also a small number of people looking forward to seeing what was really going to happen on the 6th, in five days. After all, life was too boring. If the White House was really bombed, it would bring a unique taste to this boring life.

[White House]

It was a white sandstone building with neoclassical style, composed of the main building, and the east and west wings. At the top of the main building, a US national flag fluttered in the wind.

In the luxurious and solemn presidential office, the dark-skinned man was talking and laughing on the phone with a leader of a certain country (Author’s Note: all of this is fictional). This man was President Obama. A male secretary was waiting respectfully, without disturbing Obama’s conversation.

Obama suddenly said, “Abdullah, I heard that Saudi Arabia is secretly developing nuclear weapons. Is there such a thing?”

The Saudi King on the other end of the phone immediately became scared. The wars launched by the US were under the notion that the other side was developing nuclear weapons. Although the reality was in fact the opposite as there really were no nuclear weapons. Even if they could search every inch of this land, no nuclear bomb would be found.

“Mr. Obama, there is absolutely no such thing. We Saudi Arabia are oil exporters. The country’s main focus is on oil exports. How can we develop such destructive weapons?” Abdullah quickly denied it.

“Don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous, I’m just kidding.”

Obama smiled and then his tone turned serious. “As you know, I just won the Nobel Peace Prize. It is my duty to safeguard world peace and prevent war from happening in this world. We must crack down terrorist activities, like nuclear weapons that can destroy the earth.”

Abdullah didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, he replied, “Since we know that nuclear weapons can destroy the earth, why don’t the US destroy all nuclear weapons?”

He continued, “And since Mr. Obama is dedicated to keeping world peace. In view of this, I hereby promise that the price of all oil exported by Saudi Arabia to the US will be lowered by one point.”

Hearing this, Obama’s smile became extraordinarily brilliant.

“Hahaha … OK, this was a nice chat. I will talk to you next time when I have time.”

“Okay.”

Abdullah hung up the phone with a bitter expression. After hanging up the call, he finally released his anger. He spat on the ground and grounded out, “Bandits! Robbers!”

Meanwhile, Obama in the White House presidential office was in an unusually happy mood, thinking about who else he could intimidate and bring benefit to his country. At this time, his secretary seized the opportunity to speak.

“Mr. President, you have saved trillions of dollars for our country by such an initiative. It is really lucky for the country to have a president like you.” The secretary made sure to not pass up the opportunity to kiss @ss.

Obama smiled, “I always hate people who kiss @ss, but you flatter me very well and time it perfectly. That’s also why you are my secretary, and someone else.”

In the conversation just now, Obama made huge profits for the country, which was of course a great achievement, and this achievement made him feel proud. Back then, there were people who questioned him; even now, there were still people who believed that he had personally planned and launched two wars. And that he didn’t deserve the Nobel Peace Prize. But he just chose to ignore it, and accepted the award amidst these questions.

He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. “By the way, what do you want to see me about?”

The secretary smiled and reported, “Well, Mr. Obama, there was a post on the Internet yesterday. It says someone would blow up the White House four days later.”

Hmm?

Obama paused, and then waved his hand and said, “Go on.”

“The FBI dispatched the most skillful computer expert to decipher the IP of the poster, but they got nothing. The other party’s computer skill is far too superior.” the secretary said.

Hearing this, Obama’s brow wrinkled tightly, “Can’t decipher it?”

He knew that the FBI was not a group of useless waste. This means if they couldn’t decipher the other party’s IP address, then this matter was much more serious than he had previously thought. The statement of blowing up the White House was not as simple as bluffing and false information.

The secretary nodded. “Yes, the FBI suspects that it was ‘Mie’, the mysterious Chinese computer master in the event last year. They came to this conclusion when they found that the firewall was coded the same way.”

“Go on.” Obama’s brow became more wrinkled.

“On the evening of the 30th, Adrian, a professor of biochemistry at the University of Washington, was shot dead at his home. This statement was released on the 1st of this month. The FBI believed that the two things were related. And they predicted that it was done by Xiao Han, the thousand-faced killer who started the blood shed in Japan.”

“What do they mean? This thousand-faced killer Xiao Han and the mysterious computer master ‘Mie’ are the same person?” Obama grasped the main point.

The secretary nodded heavily, “Yes.”

“If this is true, from my understanding of China, such a person should be highly protected. So how can he be allowed to act alone? Aren’t they afraid of losing such a prodigy?” Obama stood up to pace back and forth, puzzled.