e detetive especialista em apagar dados digitais
faixas recebe proposta milionária
limpando toda a existência online do pidy
antes de ser preso, mas ao entrar
a mansão do rapper Ele descobre segredo
arquivos vídeos proibidos e nomes de
celebridades que morreram misteriosamente e
as piores impressões digitais das crianças
e animais em um banco de dados obscuro agora
ele tem 24 horas para escapar antes de Diddy
os homens o silenciam para sempre, mas ele encontrou
algo tão macob tão poderoso que ele
simplesmente não pode ser apagado e a questão é
você está pronto para ver o que ele
descoberto no vídeo de hoje vamos ouvir
o relato deste detetive que conta
em detalhes como foi sua experiência em P
O escuro de Diddy
Mansão seu relatório começa assim meu
o nome não importa meu
profissão digamos que sou um fantasma digital
empresas criminosos políticos e até mesmo
celebridades me contratam quando precisam
desaparecer não fisicamente, mas digitalmente
meu trabalho é apagar rastros deletando
histórico apagando arquivos comprometedores
quando alguém quer desaparecer sou eu
que garante que ninguém nunca encontre um
trilha naquela noite eu estava terminando uma
atendimento quando recebi uma ligação sem
identificação geralmente não respondo
chamadas assim, mas algo me disse
que eu deveria cruzar a linha uma hora
e a voz masculina firme foi direto para o
quanto você cobra para apagar um
cara eu hesitei meu trabalho não envolveu
assassinatos apenas limpeza digital mas eu sabia
o que ele quis dizer não foi apagar uma vida
mas para apagar toda a sua existência digital
ele ja postou enviado por email qualquer
rastro de sua presença online depende
no homem eu disse o interlocutor
riu levemente sem humor isso é
um dos maiores do mundo e você
precisa desaparecer agora então ele disse o
nome e meu sangue congelou P Diddy um nome
que não precisa
apresentações multimilionárias
figura influente na indústria musical
e ultimamente cercado por coisas desagradáveis
rumores de que houve processos
investigações e reclamações que chegam
luz ele estava preso ele precisa de tudo
para desaparecer redes sociais financeiras
registra qualquer teste digital que possa ser
usado contra ele a oferta era surreal $ 5
milhões metade Adiantamento metade quando o
serviço foi concluído dinheiro suficiente para
largar tudo e desaparecer eu deveria
recusei mas eu
accepted an hour later a message came to
my phone an address and an hour
scheduled Dawn
237 it was a mansion in Los Angeles one
of those palaces protected to more
secrets than any security system could
hide the work seemed simple but I had no
idea that I was about to open the doors
to Hell
itself I arrived at the address shortly
after 2: in the morning the street was
deserted but I knew that in places like
that no one has ever really really alone
Mansions like diddies were not only
protected by high walls and steel Gates
but also by invisible eyes cycle Arm
Security and above all
secrets as soon as I parked one of the
side Gates slid silently to the side no
Bell no identification they knew I would
come I took a deep breath and entered
the garden was impeccable but strange
the statues all black looked like
Twisted human figures as if they were
shouting or trying to escape something
they were not ordinary art they were
uncomfortable a bad
Omen two men waited for me on the main
door both in black suit too large and
too serious to be just private security
they didn't say a word just searched me
quickly and made a gesture for me to
follow the door opened alone someone on
the other side opened her remotely upon
entering I was greeted by absolute
silence no TV sound no ambient music
just the sound distant from the wind
blowing outside the interior of the
house was immense but cold as if no one
really lived there the marble floor
reflected the weak lights and the walls
were covered by abstract paintings that
looked more like nightmares I was Guided
by a long Corridor to an office upstairs
as soon as I entered the door closed
behind me the room was huge full of
shelves with expensive books and a desk
in the center where they rested three
open laptops and a personal server next
door but what really caught my attention
was the screens five huge monitors took
one of the walls all showing codes
accounts cloud files social networks it
was there that Diddy's Digital Life was
stored my work was simple erase
everything but then I saw something that
shouldn't be there there were encrypted
folders separated from the rest of the
files their names were strange
disturbing infant sessions Beast Knight
red room records that was not part of
the work but my intuition shouted for me
to open before I could think twice I
clicked on the first folder and that's
when it all started crumbling my hands
hovered over the keyboard for a moment
that was not part of the work I should
only erase the tracks and get out of
there pocketing my 5
million but there was something wrong
something very wrong the first folder I
opened children's sessions required a
password this was expected so I used
software that broke in other work the
process took less than 2 minutes when I
was finally able to access my breath
crashed they were videos hundreds of
them all numbered without titles I
started to open one the screen darkened
and for a few seconds nothing happened
so the image came up the recording was
trembled as if it had been filmed by a
hidden cell phone the atmosphere looked
like a luxurious nightclub with flashing
red lights and a DJ playing in the
background
but it was not a normal party there were
children children sitting on sofas
visibly uncomfortable some crying in
silence and Men known to the media music
and politics driving drinking and
observing them as Predators observe
prey I paused the video my head spinning
what the hell was that I closed and
opened another this time the video
showed a dark dark Corridor hidden
cameras recording hooded figures
entering and leaving a room
muffled moans could be heard across the
door every second that passed my stomach
turned more there were hundreds of these
videos the record fell Diddy was not
just erasing tracks he was destroying
evidence I pulled away from the table
feeling my breath accelerate but against
all self-preservation Instinct I opened
another folder Beast Knight inside I
found photos granulated parties images
in isolated places mentions Islands
underground bunkers
masked men and women participating in
something that could not be described as
human scenes that looked like a
nightmare exits mutilated bodies wide
eyes by horror blood soaking marble
floors but the worst was yet to
come in the last photo I saw something
that made my skin freeze it was the mark
of one hand a small hand digitized the
digital of a child and next to her
another digital of an animal I pulled
away from the computer feeling a knot in
my throat this was not just corruption
this was not just influence and
influence or dirty money this was much
much worse and I was in the middle of it
suddenly a noise invaded the Silence of
the office the sound of a door being
unlocked someone knew I was there The
Click Click made me freeze someone was
on the other side of the door for a
moment I thought to disconnect the
cables and run but it would be useless
there were armed sec security guards all
over the house if I tried to run away
without a plan it would be a dead
man so I did the only thing that could
give me an advantage I closed all the
windows on the system and deleted the
traces of my Invasion but before moving
away from the computer I noticed a
detail I had ignored before a folder
called the basement I clicked on it a
single text file appeared on the screen
there was no time to read so I copied to
a pen drive and closed everything before
the door opened but no one came
in the hallway was dark and empty for a
second I thought my mind was preaching
Pieces perhaps the sound came from
somewhere else in the house or maybe it
was a warning I got up slowly and walked
through the office trying to look calm
it was then that I realized something
strange the floor under my feet seemed
Hollow in a specific part I knelt and
ran my hand over the polished wood floor
until I found a small elevation a trap
door I looked around nobody then I
lifted the lid slowly an iron staircase
led to an underground tunnel the air
that climbed from there was muffled
metallic with a strange mold smell and
something more something chemical and
then I heard a weak noise like a moan
against all logic I went down the tunnel
was tight with weak lamps flashing on
the ceiling at the end of the corridor a
steel door locked with a digital panel I
took my hacking device and tried to
access the system the lock was
sophisticated but not impossible in less
than a minute I heard the unlocking
click the door opened and what I saw
inside was enough to make me forget the
$5 million it was a file room but not a
common confidential document Stacks were
scattered across the floor along with
physical test boxes photos video ribbons
broken electronic devices and on the
wall a frame with names and dates some
names were scratched and then I
recognized some of them Jeffrey Epstein
Chris Cornell aichi Chester Bennington
Aaron Carter all linked in some way to
the music industry or entertainment all
killed in questionable ways and then in
the corner of the room there was a
stretcher and in it something covered by
a white sheet I approached hesitant my
instincts shouted for me to get out of
there but I needed to know I raised the
sheet what I saw there chased me ever
since it was a body or at least what's
left of one the skin was sewn patched as
if they had tried to assemble something
that should not exist human parts mixed
with something animal and the worst the
face the eyes were open as if you were
still conscious the moment it was done
my stomach rolled this was not just a
crime this was a ritual and I was in his
midst that's when I heard heavy steps in
the tunnel behind me someone was coming
I needed to leave now the echo of the
steps in the tight tunnel sent a shock
of adrenaline through my body I had
nowhere to run the corridor was narrow
and any false movement meant that I
would be cornered there in that infernal
room my only asset was the pen drive in
my pocket if I died there no one would
ever know what I
found I looked around looking for an
alternative Outlet there was a rusty
cabinet in the corner of the room
partially open without choice I stuck
inside and closed the door as as much as
possible the steps stopped at the
entrance of the tunnel the silence
lasted an
eternity then the door opened through
the small holes of rust of the closet I
saw two men enter big dressed in black
armed they looked around he was here one
of them said his voice the other took a
radio and muttered something I didn't
understand I was still any higher breath
could be my death
sentence one of the men approached the
stretcher he pulled the sheet back over
his mutilated body and looked at the
name of names on the wall we need to
clean that he said pulling a lighter
from his pocket it was then that I saw
the table in the center of the room in
it a laptop still turned on and on the
screen an open document with a title
that made me sweat cold confirmed scan
DNA and biometric catalog that was not
just a record of victims it was a
database my eyes ran down the screen
through the cabinet holes absorbing
every detail I could the document
contained identification numbers dates
and Digital Collection places Iris and
DNA but the worst came at the end of the
file origin children animal experiments
still in
progress I didn't want to believe what I
was seeing the fingerprints did not only
belong to humans there were records of
missing children but also of animals and
then something even more macabra there
was an name that should not be there my
I felt a shiver through my spine they
already knew I was there even before I
found it out it was at this moment that
the alarm sounded the two men startled
one of them took the radio we have a
problem he said it was my
queue with the noise of the alarm I
opened the cabinet door on impulse and
threw one of the rusty shelves against
one of the security guards he stumbled
back giving me enough time to run on the
hallway behind me I heard shouts and
Hasty steps but I was already running
out of that hell I needed to escape and
I needed to expose this to the world my
feet hit the concrete floor of the
tunnel as I ran my heart hammering in my
chest the alarm sounded loudly echoing
through the tight walls as he shouted
behind me I was without weapons without
protection but with something much more
valuable the truth the Mansion was a
maze but I memorized the way at the
entrance if I could get out of there
maybe there was a chance
perhaps the tunnel took me back into the
house leaving a big bookcase in the
office where it all started the room was
now different more dark colder the only
sound beyond the alarm was my panting
breathing but then I noticed something
that made my blood freeze the cameras
were linked small red dots flashed in
the corners of the ceiling every
movement of mine was being recorded and
then the office screens blinked and lit
a figure appeared in all monitors at the
same time
it was him P
Diddy he wore sunglasses right in the
dark of the room where he was his face
was impassive but there was something
sinister in his gaze something that went
beyond fear or threat he would be a
certainty
look he knew I would never escape from
there you went too far his voice came
out low controlled you didn't need to
see any of this you just needed to erase
and
leave my hand slid into the pocket
feeling the weight of the pen drive you
can't erase that Diddy I muttered
feeling the cold sweat Drip by the back
of her neck he smiled a small satisfied
smile I don't need to you are already
dead before I could react the office
doors opened hard four armed security
guards they Advanced on me and I did the
only thing I could do I ran I crossed
the office and pushed a bookcase back
knocking it down one of them drew the
gun and fired the deafening sound echoed
through the room but the bullet went
over the shoulder burning my skin I
couldn't stop I ran through the hall
diverting tables and Furniture as the
security guards came back I turned in
the kitchen and found a glass door for
the garden without thinking twice I
jumped against her the glass burst I
fell on the lawn of the Mansion feeling
The Shard stuck in my hands but I didn't
stop to the stumbles I ran toward the
back of the property the side gate that
owed me to come in was now closed the
sound of the security guards approaching
made me decide in an instant jumping the
fence I used the impulse of my Despair
and clung to the metal grid forcing my
body up another shot the bullet hit the
metal near my leg one last effort and
threw my body to the other side I fell
on my back on Empty Street without air
without strength but alive for now I
couldn't stop there I needed to
disappear and more than that I needed to
make sure that if if I Disappeared what
I discovered would not disappear to me
my lungs burned as I ran through the
dark streets blood dripping from the cut
on my shoulder each step seemed heavier
every shadow around me seemed to hide a
spy waiting for the right time to catch
me I knew Diddy wouldn't let me escape
so easily my car was parked to a few
blocks away I forced myself to stay calm
to walk instead of running trying to
look as discreet as possible but fear
eroded my mind they knew who I was was
they had my name my fingerprints my DNA
I was no longer a well-paid private
detective to erase tracks now I was the
trail that needed to be
erased when I finally reached my car I
stopped for a moment and looked around
everything seemed normal but my
experience told me that danger was never
obvious I unlocked the door and entered
trying to keep my breath under control I
connected the engine that's when I
realized the error the rear view mirror
showed a black car parked at the end of
the street lighthous is deleted watching
me the first instinct was to go out
accelerating but that would only
confirmed to them that I knew I was
being followed so I made the opposite I
started the car and started driving
slowly without haste as if nothing had
happened I turned the first Corner then
the second the black car followed I
tried different routes alternating the
way but they didn't get out of my glue
it was then that my cell phone vibrated
unknown number I answered feeling the
cold sweat Drip by the forehead a quiet
polite but threatened voice spoke on the
other side don't try to escape don't try
to hide you have 24 hours to return what
you got swallowed dry what if I don't
return there was a break then the answer
came cold as a blade in the neck so you
will never be
found the connection fell they had
already condemned me the watch was
starting to tell 20 4 hours if I didn't
do something now I would be Dead Before
Dawn but I wasn't going to die silent I
needed to find a way to expose all this
before they silenced me
forever my mind worked a th000 24 hours
it was all I had before they went out of
the face of the Earth and I knew that
when they said that it wasn't an empty
threat I drove aimlessly for a while
trying to think every lost second was a
step closer to my disappearance I
couldn't simply go to the police
the files I found involved two powerful
people and if I died who would know the
most of the truth my only option was to
vazar a informação antes que ela chegue
eu, mas eu precisava ser inteligente, peguei o
pen drive do meu bolso segurando-o
entre meus dedos ele parecia pequeno e
insignificante mas carregado dentro dele
nomes de vídeos e evidências que poderiam
destruir impérios eu precisava de três coisas
garantir que a informação não seria
estaria perdido se me pegasse um canal seguro
para disseminá-los às pessoas certas
espalhar o
mensagem parei em um abandonado
estacionamento e conectei o pen drive
para o meu laptop minhas mãos tremem enquanto
copiando os arquivos para locais diferentes
na Nuvem Web Anônimo criptografado
servidores se eu morresse o mundo continuaria
veja o que eu encontrei então comecei a configurar
um dossiê eu escrevi tudo que vi
cada detalhe os nomes na parede
Impressões digitais de crianças e animais
vídeos perturbadores o corpo costurado que encontrei
no porão guardei tudo e
criou vários envios automáticos
horários se eu não parasse os embarques
dentro de 12 horas tudo estaria
demitido para jornalistas independentes escuro
formulários da web e até mesmo alguns Twitter e
contas de telegrama que expuseram
conspirações que eles não conseguiram apagar
tudo a seu tempo mas eu precisava
algo grande algo que chamou
atenção antes que pudessem encobrir
foi então que tive a ideia que tomei
meu celular e comecei a gravar se
você está assistindo a este vídeo, significa que eu estou
morto minhas próprias palavras me deram um arrepio eu
continuou o que descobri envolve
nomes de figuras poderosas que você conhece e
confio que fui contratado para apagar um homem
trilhas digitais mas encontrei algo
que não pode ser apagado se algo
acontece comigo você precisa espalhar isso para
sai mandei o video para um anônimo
Canal e agendado para ser postado
automaticamente em várias plataformas em 10
horas a última coisa que fiz foi enviar um
mensagem para um contato que eu sabia que poderia
confie em um ex-jornalista que eu perdi
tudo para tentar expor o
Segredos da indústria pegue esse arquivo e
espalhe se eu desaparecer faça o que você precisa
para ser feito enviei e apaguei o
registros agora só tenho que esperar e depois
Eu vi pelo espelho retrovisor
os faróis do carro preto acenderam eles
me encontrou o tempo acabou não importava
o que aconteceria comigo mais
a verdade já estava solta e agora eles
estavam com medo
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