226: Chapter 227 A transnational joint operation breaks down the door! Shen Du voluntarily puts on handcuffs and uses himself as bait.

Shen Du stood under the pale spotlight, coldly watching the darkness below the stage.

The Frenchman who had just hung up the transoceanic call clearly held absolute authority within the European capital circles at this moment.

Although Shen Du could not see his facial expression clearly.

He could clearly sense that the moment that special mobile phone was put away.

The abyss below the stage, which had initially been high and mighty, filled with vigilance and arrogance, had been completely crushed.

"Jiyuan Technology not only possesses the mass production capability for high-end chips, but can even perfectly reverse-engineer Intel's cluster server chips."

This ironclad proof, smashed out by a single phone call, was like an invisible giant hand, tightly gripping the throats of all the major European capital tycoons present.

The entire oppressive dark room instantly fell into a suffocating silence.

A long time later.

A faint sound of fabric rubbing came from the darkness; the French nobleman seemed to be readjusting the hem of his suit.

He slowly straightened up, the initial toughness fading from his tone, replaced by a weight that was extremely complex yet forced to compromise:

"Mr. Shen, let's end today's demonstration here."

The French nobleman's voice echoed in the empty dark room, carrying the weight of a final verdict:

"Regarding future cooperation, once we go back and consult internally, we will definitely give you a clear answer!"

Once these words were spoken, it was equivalent to pressing the confirmation button for surrender.

Standing under the blinding glare, Shen Du lowered his eyes calmly.

His shoulders relaxed imperceptibly, and he slowly exhaled a breath of stale air that he had been holding for a long time.

He knew that the psychological defenses of this group of old European foxes, who had been pushed to a dead end, had completely collapsed.

He had won this life-and-death underground psychological war.

Across the ocean, Washington.

Inside the United States Department of Commerce, in a highly secure, sealed conference room.

"...This chip is the result of us using our own Cold Etching Machine to conduct a complete reverse deconstruction of the latest Intel CPU..."

Shen Du's arrogant voice.

Was echoing in the room, word for word, through the audio decryption device in the center of the conference table, accompanied by faint electrical static.

This wiretapped recording, desperately transmitted back by a U.S. secret agent from the dark room of the State Guest House in Shanghai, had already been played on a loop three times.

On both sides of the long table, several senior data analysts were sweating profusely and typing frantically on their keyboards.

They quickly extracted the computing power parameters and the thirty-percent reduction in power consumption intercepted from the recording.

And conducted a rigorous cross-comparison with the dense global database of the latest chip patents and export control tables on the screen.

"Bang!"

A thick stack of final comparison reports was slammed heavily onto the solid wood conference table by the data supervisor.

"Sir, the chassis data comparison is complete!"

The data supervisor's voice carried an undisguisable tremor of horror:

"The parameters match perfectly!

The underlying computing power pool that Jiyuan Technology currently uses to support hundreds of millions of active users is definitely not some shoddy assembly...

Everything is a precise reverse-engineering of the highest-end models currently sold by Intel and NVIDIA!"

The faces of the high-ranking officials from the United States Department of Commerce sitting at the head of the table instantly turned deathly pale.

"Arrogant! This is the most naked trampling of the United States' semiconductor hegemony!"

The leader slammed his fist onto the table, causing the coffee cups on the table to jump violently.

Fury completely ignited this sealed conference room.

The massive state apparatus, having had its scales touched, instantly switched to its highest state of operation.

The high-level officials no longer cared about any conventional diplomatic mediation or rhetoric and made the decision on the spot.

They immediately bypassed protocols to issue the toughest transnational pressure order to China.

Directly demanding the immediate arrest of Shen Du himself on the charge of the highest-level core patent infringement.

And forcibly dragging the entire Jiyuan Technology into the arbitration meat grinder of the International Court of Justice!

News of international sanctions and transnational wanted notices were already flooding the pages of major overseas media.

Shen Du leaned back in the spacious leather chair in the Jiyuan Technology president's office.

His gaze swept over the urgent news flash of the "International Court of Justice Supreme Arbitration Order" that had just popped up on the computer screen.

There was not a trace of panic on his face as if disaster were imminent.

Instead, he leisurely picked up the internal confidential line on the desk and dialed the number directly.

"Lin Zimo."

As soon as the call connected, Shen Du didn't waste any words and immediately gave the order, his tone terrifyingly steady:

"Immediately go and meet up with Technical Expert Su Hua.

Get me an accurate total value of all the underlying equipment we have currently reverse-engineered.

Move fast; I'm going to put this massive set of data to great use very soon."

"Brother Shen!"

On the other end of the line, Lin Zimo's voice revealed an irrepressible, extreme panic.

Even carrying a hint of a sharp crack due to intense emotional fluctuation:

"What time is it, and you're still taking inventory of assets?!

That's the International Court of Justice's supreme sanction order!

The United States Department of Commerce has truly gone mad this time!

According to their unreasonable, gangster-like laws, the core patent infringement charges you're currently facing would add up to at least hundreds of years in prison.

And they absolutely won't allow any form of bail!

If we're forcibly dragged into this kind of transnational meat grinder now, we'll suffer a huge loss!"

Listening to the heavy panting of Lin Zimo on the phone.

Shen Du not only didn't offer any words of comfort, but instead grinned and let out an extremely cold sneer.

"What are you panicking about?"

Shen Du sat up slightly, his eyes sharp, piercing straight to the core logic of life and death in this grand transnational game:

"Do you think that today, after I completely stripped away the underwear of Intel and NVIDIA.

And directly revealed a strategic trump card of this level to the world, the national leadership would just watch me get locked up in a United States prison?"

He curled his fingers, and his knuckles tapped two dull, crisp sounds on the office desk.

"Even taking a step back, ten thousand steps back.

Those old European capital foxes who are being driven to death by Silicon Valley finally managed to grab a lifeline from Jiyuan Technology that could overturn the hegemony."

Shen Du's tone revealed a kind of arrogance that held the entire situation firmly in his palm:

"Do you think they would dare to just watch the Americans.

At this critical juncture, break the very knife that is the only thing capable of helping them break the deadlock?"

Shen Du cut off Lin Zimo's doubts without question:

"Put your heart at ease.

Do as I say; I know what I'm doing with all of this."

Shen Du had just hung up.

"Bang!"

The heavy solid wood door of the president's office was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Hong Yun, struggling to catch her breath, rushed in, her high heels clicking rapidly.

"Shen Du, run!"

Hong Yun's voice was filled with extreme anxiety, her speech speed so fast it almost blurred together:

"The Ministry of State Security and FBI agents have already forcibly entered the first-floor lobby!

The security team is currently blocking the elevator entrance, but they can't hold them off for long!"

Facing the imminent transnational arrest that was about to break down the door.

Shen Du didn't even blink an eye, and there wasn't a hint of panic in his movements as he stood up from his office chair.

He pulled open the bottom drawer of his desk and grabbed the encrypted phone that Secretary Shen Hai had personally handed to him.

Then, Shen Du strode around the desk.

And firmly, without allowing for refusal, pressed the phone, which could be called an amulet, into Hong Yun's somewhat cold palm.

"Don't panic; this is just going through the motions."

Shen Du stared into Hong Yun's eyes, speaking very quickly yet with the steadiness of a stabilizing force:

"Hold it tight.

In the coming period, if the company encounters any problems at the policy level that you can't solve, dial the number inside to find Secretary Shen Hai."

Shen Du efficiently handed over the control of Jiyuan Technology to Hong Yun:

"If you encounter malicious trouble in the market, like forced demolition or aggressive smashing.

General Manager Chen Shengqiang will directly cross the line and mobilize the eight giants of Shanghai to firmly protect our foundation."

In the corridor outside, chaotic and heavy footsteps and shouting could already be faintly heard.

Shen Du reached back and squeezed Hong Yun's shoulder heavily, delivering his final bottom-line order:

"This fire may burn for a long time, but you must not panic; you must hold down the fort for me.

I promise you, it won't be long before I return to this position safe and sound."

Just as Shen Du finished speaking.

With a loud "Clang," the heavy solid wood door of the president's office was violently kicked open from the outside.

Several cold-faced FBI agents and China's Ministry of State Security personnel rushed in side by side.

Instantly sealing off the entire office.

Facing this thunderous transnational joint arrest operation, Shen Du didn't make even the slightest bit of futile struggle.

He calmly adjusted his suit cuffs.

Then he voluntarily extended his hands, letting the cold, heavy metal handcuffs "click" shut, locking his wrists tightly.

Under the strict guard of several forces, Shen Du was directly escorted out of the building and forcibly shoved into a black armored transport vehicle.

The vehicle sped all the way with its siren wailing, driving straight into the heavily guarded iron gate of the United States Embassy in China.

Half an hour later, the blinding light of a high-wattage interrogation lamp hit his face.

Sitting in the cold metal interrogation chair, Shen Du's heart was as calm as a stagnant pool of water.

He accurately saw through the underlying logic of the authorities cooperating with the arrest at this moment:

This was nothing more than going through the necessary international procedural motions on the surface to temporarily stabilize the overall situation.

Avoiding the direct triggering of an irreparable extreme diplomatic dispute.

For Shen Du, this was by no means a desperate situation with no way out.

But rather the highest-spec "forcing the palace" drama he had personally set up on the chessboard!

The only thing Shen Du had to do now.

Was to sit in this embassy cage personally built by the United States, quietly waiting for this grand chess game to fully ferment.

Waiting for that group of European nobles from the dark room last night, whom he had thoroughly tied to his chariot.

To protect the lifeline they had finally managed to grab.

They would impatiently enter the arena themselves to fiercely tear at the United States' sanction hegemony head-on!