In the rental apartment, there was a boy who was wearing a beige casual guard suit with a brush cut and a pair of beautiful big eyes. He was 185 meters tall. He was playing games on the bed.

"Ting ling ling 铃"

His cell phone rang and he could not answer the phone. "Hello, who are you?"

"Mr. Han Mo, is it? I'm Xiao Ma, the courier. I have your package here. Could you please take it?"

"The express delivery? Wait a minute, I'll go down and get it!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the door."

Hanging up the phone, Han Mo got up and went downstairs.

"Hello, Mr. Han Mo, please sign your express delivery. I'm sorry to trouble you!"

"Send delivery?"

Han Mo took the express delivery. He didn't remember what kind of express delivery he had recently!

He saw that the address and recipient on the parcel of the express delivery were indeed his own.

And the "name" and the " address" of the messenger were vague, almost no one could see them clearly.

"Please give me a good compliment, thank you!"

"Okay!"

After sending away the delivery guy, Han Mo turned around and went to the rental room upstairs.

"It's strange. I haven't bought anything these days. How can there be a delivery? Is it written wrong?"

Han Mo muttered as he opened the package.

There was a clearly brand-new USB flash drive inside the stuffed box, which was almost deformed.

"Hey, USB flash drive? Who would send me a USB flash drive? What does that mean?" Han Mo took out the USB flash drive, his face full of suspicion.

"Could it be that someone sent the wrong message?"

"Open it first and take a look..."

While muttering, Han Mo inserted the USB into the second-hand laptop he had bought with a thousand dollars.

After nearly three minutes, he opened the USB.

"Damn, there are so many..."

On the computer screen, there were numerous documents in the USB flash drive.

Roughly speaking, there were at least hundreds of them.

Han Mo was suddenly curious. He clicked on the first file and focused on the information on it.

"In January 5, R.D. Country R. held a second W.S. meeting in the city of R country. The meeting announced the development of the country's eight years of economy, the turmoil of the country's economy, the creation of artificial intelligence phones and the development of domestic robots." The topic of the development of R.S. to the empire would also become a hot topic of discussion with guests.

With the help of the second batch meeting in Capital City, "Gingm", " talent selection" and other major events would be announced. It would fully show the good marketing methods of Capital City and the policy of looking for excellent young people...

"What's this at the annual Grand Meeting held in September?" Han Mo said to himself.

Then, Han Mo smiled.

"Are you kidding me? This year is 2011, okay?"

Han Mo switched to another document.

"In May 15th, in Silver City of BT City, the meeting of artificial intelligence mobile phones announced that the basic mode of the second research on the mobile phone development and data recovery research institute is a system for communication and communication. The research on the recovery data is thorough. In the future, most people will have a mobile phone to invest in the artificial intelligence mobile phone and data recovery, which will definitely make a lot of money..."

"Haha, you're lying!"

Han Mo giggled. He felt that it was a little too fake. There was still a copy of it.

"Now should I know whether this USB is sent here or not?"

Although many of the contents were fake, Han Mo still felt that this person's imagination was quite good.

What artificial intelligence phone? It looked like it was real.

At this time, he suddenly found that there was a new document in front of these documents.

"Hey, why is this container different from the others? Open it and take a look..."

As he spoke, Han Mo opened the file in the file.

"Name: Han Mo. Birth date: 99th, year show. Age: 8 years old. Junior student: female student of the senior high school. Company: female deliveryman of the H-class take-out company. interpersonal relationship: Dad Han Yongjin. Mother: Lu Fangli. Kindergarten classmate... primary school classmate... junior high school classmate... professional high school classmate... colleague of the H-class taking-out company..."

Han Mo was dumbfounded as he read the messages one by one.

F*ck, these were all his own information. From kindergarten to primary school, from junior high school to professional high school, and from colleagues' names and contact information were all correct.

"If I remember correctly, you should still be working at the H-Takeout company! Your superior should be Manager Yang, who is pretentious, right?"

"Also, there are hundreds of foreign A pieces of information stored in your laptop's C plate. They're all from the Heavenly River. Little Zemo..."

"What the f*ck? How could he know that?" Han Mo finally couldn't help but scream.

He was really struck by this information!

Because he had added all the information in his laptop. No one would know except him.

"I know you'll definitely be struck by lightning when you see this information. You think I know how to know, but you must open your eyes wide and read the content clearly..."

Han Mo couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Are you particularly curious about who I am and how you know everything about you? That's because..."

Next came a line of colorful and rough words.

"I'm you! You'll be there in the next eight years!!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The cup in Han Mo's hand suddenly fell to the ground and made a sound.

Han Mo was truly struck by lightning!!

The next second.

Han Mo reacted and stared at the last message.

"Damn it, you wasted a part of the space. Do you know how much information you can put in this part of space? You're fucking bleeding... In short, saying so much is to make you believe all the facts. I come from you in the future, or in the next eight years. This USB has recorded all the wealth and information from the quarter to the fourth year, including sports lottery, stocks, financial events, major political news events, and changes in the sports industry."

"Didn't you have a rich dream since you were a child? Now you have this USB. If you can't earn money with the information recorded on the USB, you can die!"