Under the gaze of the two agents mixed with shock and despair at the same time, the young agent painstakingly coded several pages of text files disappeared without a trace.

In the end, even the document itself was automatically deleted by the system.

With the text gone, control of the personal terminal is finally back in the hands of the young agent. The old and the young looked at each other, and both felt as if they had fallen into a pond of incredible depth.

Hackers who can manipulate other people's personal terminals are not something that can be encountered casually.

In fact, hacking has now become a difficult profession that has broken through the horizon just by the lower limit. Because if you want to be a successful hacker, you first need to break through the firewall of the artificial intelligence program, and this requirement alone has brushed 99% of the people who feel that hackers are cool. And being able to break through the firewall, this is only the first hurdle to become a hacker, and then there are endless new technologies waiting for you to learn, this is a profession that lives to learn, if it stagnates, or less than two years, all the knowledge you have before will become a clue for the police to track you down.

After being stunned for a few seconds, the old detective suddenly looked solemn, turned his head to the young detective and asked, "Let's see if the memory in your drone has been deleted." ”

"Ah...... Isn't it? Drones are ...... Ahh Seeing that such a big and three rough man can be sad like that, probably the memory of the drone stores a lot of information that is very important to him.

Ignoring the crying of his apprentice, the old detective chirped and bit the cigarette in his mouth, and the wrinkles on his forehead had already formed a Sichuan character. Then, in the surrounding dark environment, you can see that little bit of spark rapidly retreating, and soon advanced to the part that can no longer burn, and then was spit on the ground by the old detective "Phew", and crushed it with the boots under his feet.

"Don't howl, it's not a big deal, it's just that someone doesn't want us to spread the word about those two, just don't say it. We can investigate our own cases as we should. ”

"Master, how do you know? The young agent sniffled and looked at the old agent with a look full of intellectual curiosity.

Looking at the immature appearance of his apprentice's clothes, the old detective didn't slap him in the face, what did he think at the time, why did he choose such an idiot to inherit his mantle? Gan, it must have been a brain at that time.

"Use your brain and think about it, what did your drone capture?"

The young agent grabbed his short hair and tried to stir his brain to keep up with the old agent's thinking.

They didn't wake up on their own, but from a coma by the loud sound of the explosion. After realizing that they seemed to have fallen to the edge of the battlefield, they crawled out of the factory area that had become dangerous, and ran back to their hovertruck. Next, they flew the drone and saw the scene of the battle between Miyako Dream and the super robot in the factory.

The hacker deliberately deleted this image, which shows that his target is not the bionic robot in the factory area at all, but Gong Zimeng or the giant robot...... The information provided by Chu Yuesheng was also deleted, and it was not difficult to conclude that the hacker was actually eliminating the traces of Chu Yuesheng and Gong Zimeng's appearance, rather than hindering their investigation.

That hacker is someone from Chu Yuesheng's side!

After thinking about this, the young detective's gaze at his master immediately became high. Being able to think of something that he needed a lot of effort to figure out in such a short period of time, sure enough, Master was the most powerful agent in the bureau. As long as he follows the master, he will probably soon be able to grow to a similar level as the master, and then get ahead, marry Bai Fumei, and walk to the peak of his career and life.

The old detective glanced at his still stupid bubbling apprentice, who wanted to fight again. But suddenly, a sense of powerlessness came to his heart, and he suddenly lazily taught this untalented guy a lesson.

Forget it, for the sake of him making a huge sacrifice for his career today, I won't beat him.

"Let's go, let's go back. At least we haven't gained nothing. The old agent shook the paper notebook in his hand and stepped into their own hovercar first. Of course, it's the co-pilot's seat. There are apprentices for such a laborious thing as driving, so how can you come by yourself.

The young detective obediently sat in the driver's seat and started the engine of the hovercar with his fingerprints. With a slight jolt, their hovercar floated up from the ground and hovered half a meter above the ground. Then, the rear-mounted twin jet engines started, pushing the car towards the lights of Wanjia in the distance with an acceleration of 100 kilometers and 2.9 seconds.

With the departure of the two agents, the abandoned factory, which was bustling with activity not long ago, has finally returned to the tranquility it has maintained for decades.

Of course, this is only temporary. Because that big bomb will destroy everything here in a short time.

And at this time, Chu Yuesheng and Gong Zimeng had also returned to their own homes. Gong Zimeng drove to the door of the house several times this day, which can be regarded as a little experience, even if she didn't use Chu Yuesheng to guide the way, she still completed the parking well and parked the hovering car at the door of Chu Yuesheng's house. The doors on both sides opened, Chu Yuesheng and Gong Zimeng walked out of the car, and Ah Tie had already opened the door and waited at the door with two big blue eyes.

Because the supernatural has been killed by Gongzi Meng, the ghost has lost its support and has disappeared. In this way, the commission on Chu Yuesheng's website about the abandoned factory can also be modified to the status of "completed". For Chu Yuesheng, being able to complete the commissions on his website one after another was a thing full of accomplishment, even if his head was still dizzy from Gong Zimeng's speeding, this incident still gave him a sense of satisfaction.

And after being satisfied, drowsiness hits my heart like a tidal wave. So, we had the following conversation.

"Young Master, Miss Gong, you are finally back. ”

"Hmm...... Ah Tie, the commission is complete, help me change it, I went up to sleep. ”

"Hmm. "Miyako Dream.

"Good night, young master. Good night, Miss Gong. ”

"Hmm. "It's still a palace dream.