Lieutenant Colonel Ivan Burakin Chekov.

Peng Er hadn't heard such a name for a long, long time, as if he had been stepped on by his tail, his eyes instantly shrank together, and his hand reflexively touched the pistol in his arms, he never thought that he would hear his real name from the mouth of a target person.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

Peng Er pulled the safety of the pistol from his arms through his clothes, and said quietly at Kevin Mitnick.

But obviously, this is a very stupid question.

"You want to kill me, Mr. Chekov, I don't think a dead man has any reason to kill. ”

It's like encountering the most terrifying natural enemy, even knowing that Kevin Mitnick has no power to resist, Peng Er's hairs stand up.

Very bad feeling.

It's like everything about yourself is known clearly, and it's a bad feeling.

"How do you know about me?"

"I've been in the FBI's cyber system, I've been in the CIA's intelligence system, and I've been in the Pentagon's defense network, and I've been in the North American military system. By the way, I've also entered the Kremlin's defenses. So, I've seen photos and names of your dead. Unfortunately, I have a good memory and can remember everything I see. So, you get the idea. ”

“......”

This guy, is he really still human?

Looking at that very calm face, Peng Er felt particularly awkward, there were many geniuses in the KGB, but he had never seen a guy like the kid in front of him.

Before he came, he only knew that this guy had entered the FBI system, so he was wanted, but he never thought that this guy could even enter the central intelligence system, and he could also enter the North American military network, and even the Pentagon was especially broken by this guy.

God, it's the highest intelligence center in the United States.

For a moment, Peng Er wanted to explode Mitnick's explosion, such a monster simply shouldn't live in the world, but then, he thought of what Mitnik said before.

Lieutenant Colonel Ivan Bragin Chekov, who had already given his life for his country, is now only Peng Er.

"Now, let's sit down and talk. ”

Kevin Mitnick was very perceptive, and he was finally relieved to perceive Peng Er's killing intention in a flash, he turned around and walked to the refrigerator and took out two cans of Coke from it.

"Would you like a drink?"

Bang!

Taking the drink that Mitnick threw over, Peng Er took a sip, and he probably understood why his own boss asked him to find this guy, a person like this is just like his own boss is a monster.

As the gas swelled in his lungs, Peng Er couldn't help but complain.

"Hell, it's so bad. ”

"I'm sorry about that. I only have Coke here. ”

"What kind of broken Coke are you. I still like Jiuding's Coke. ”

"What's that?"

"Oh. That's the Coke my boss makes. He's a monster just like you. ”

"Is that the one who asked you to come to me?"

"That's right. ”

"Then it seems that I can't see him anymore. ”

"Of course. If you don't agree, I'll use this to poke your ass open and tie you back. ”

"It's disgusting. Then I'll go with you myself. ”

"Do you want me to get you a set of papers? The FBI is arresting you right now. ”

"I'll do it myself. ”

“......”

As Kevin Mitnick said, he didn't need Peng Er's help at all.

In front of a fluorescent computer, Peng Er was dumbfounded as Mitnick was tapping rapidly on the keyboard, and a series of completely incomprehensible things flashed quickly, and suddenly became the registration information of the Los Angeles airport.

"Oh my God. Is that okay?"

"Why not?"

Casually replacing his photo with a man of the same age and gender, Mitnick touched the computer that had been with him for two years during the run, as if he was caressing a loved one who was about to leave.

"Can I take it with me?"

"You mean your computer? God, we're on the run. ”

"Oh well. ”

In desperation, Mitnik pressed a set of shortcut keys on the keyboard, and a line of words popped up on the screen: The self-destruct program has been started, and the countdown is thirty seconds.

30

29

"Now, let's get out of here. ”

“......”

Rome, Italy.

In an ancient castle with a historical atmosphere, Shen Jiannan shook the red wine in his hand and looked at the legendary king of hackers with interest.

Compared with his later public appearances, Mitnick is much younger now, buttoning a pair of gold-rimmed brown glasses, which makes him look a little old, but his fair complexion and youthful temperament still can't be concealed, his brown and yellow hair is scattered over his shoulders, and the whole person looks a little sloppy, wearing a very ordinary, a set of pleated gray shirts, slightly whitish, I don't know how many times he has washed it, and the jeans on his legs have long faded, obviously he has been wearing them for some years.

It's a very interesting guy.

Obviously, he has super high computer technology and can hack into any system at will, but he has never paid attention to money, and he has never sold any information. It is completely clear from the way he dresses that this kind of guy is not particularly interested in money, at least, in illegally obtained money.

Shen Jiannan was looking at Mitnik, and Mitnik was naturally looking at Shen Jiannan.

Although his face was calm, he was still shocked in his heart, because he never expected that the person who was looking for him would be so young and Asian. Finally, under Shen Jiannan's gaze at his prey, Mitnik couldn't sit still, and a ghostly light crossed under the brown lens, a light of excitement when he met his kind.

"Are you Tsutomu Shimomura?"

"How long has it been since you stepped out and had no contact with the outside world?"

For a moment, Mitnik's spirit went down, and he knew that he had guessed wrong.

The other party said this, he must be a very famous person, and it is recently, and this year, in order to avoid the pursuit of the FBI, he has rarely appeared outside, and he has little contact with outside information, including using computers.

"You're not Shimomura?"

"It's not. I'm Shen Jiannan. ”

"I haven't heard of it. ”

"That's really...... It's a little hurtful. ”

Shen Jiannan shrugged his shoulders, put down the red wine in his hand, and sighed helplessly.

Mitnik represents a pioneer of the times, with the advancement of the computer field and the Internet information age, this kind of person, must be grasped in the hand, with his outstanding ability in the field of computer and in the social engineering achievements of the academic work, if with Peng Er, will create a world's strongest intelligence system and defense system for Capital One.

Physically combined with the Internet, it will be pervasive and unguarded.

"Kevin. Can I call you that?"

"Whatever you want. I just want to know why you want to see me. ”

"Do you want to change the world? Do you want the world to hear your voice? Do you want the capitalists and politicians who are high above to have to change because of you?"

“......”

Is this a neurosis?

Or a preacher?

Shen Jiannan's opening remarks made Kevin Mitnick feel bad.

He has dealt with many people and knows very well how terrible the cult forces are, and this kind of opening statement is completely the opening sentence of the cult pouring into demagoguery.

"Oh. Kevin, you don't need to be so surprised. I guess what you need most right now is a computer, right? There, you'll find all the answers. ”

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