A passenger plane to the Netherlands, first class.

"With only these clues, how can I find someone? The elders of the hermitage have really given me a big problem. ”

While looking at the thick pile of information in front of him, Roberts complained that although the information is thick, there are not many valid materials in it, and some of the information is obviously known to the person who provided the information, but it is deliberately concealed, even to the point that he refuses to let go of the clues, as if he is trying to cover up something.

What is it that this little guy has committed that the monastic society should be so cautious?

Looking at the information in his hand, Rao knew that he should not inquire about this kind of news, but Roberts couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart.

"If you can't find it on the paper, let's go and see it on the spot."

The woman wearing sunglasses next to him lay comfortably in her seat, drinking juice, while saying that as friends who have known Roberts for more than ten years, she and Roberts are obviously the most tacit partners.

"Let's see what we can find...... Hopefully, it won't be in vain. ”

Roberts closed the document and said casually.

......

Early morning in the suburbs of New York, USA.

"Good morning, Mrs. Melissa. ”

"Good morning, Julie......"

Walking on the road, carrying a basket of vegetables, while greeting acquaintances who met, Mrs. Melissa's face was full of smiles, the weather today was also very sunny, and it was a peaceful day, but when her eyes turned to look somewhere, looking at the room with the curtains closed, she couldn't help muttering in her heart.

To Mrs. Melissa, her new resident was a very eccentric.

It's not a bustling part of New York, far from the city, and neither the traffic nor the signal is good, but this haggard-faced young man came here directly and decided to rent it.

Although there are occasionally some poor students who come to New York to study will also live here, but the new young man, Mrs. Melissa is sure that he is definitely not one of them, not to mention that Mrs. Melissa has never seen him go out of the house, prepare a bunch of compressed food by herself, and don't know what to do in the room all day, and the most important thing is that he is extremely generous, and directly rents the rent for a year, which is definitely not done by poor students.

But Mrs. Melissa was not an inquisitive person, and she had great respect for the privacy of others, so it was so.

"Strange young ......"

Looking at her rented house, the curtains were closed and she couldn't see the inside at all, Mrs. Melissa muttered, but turned around and went to the nearby Walmart supermarket to sell ingredients.

But when she turned around, she didn't realize that there was a pair of eyes staring at her behind her......

Behind the closed curtains, the room was pitch black, and through the tiny gaps between the curtains, a pair of eyes stared at Mrs. Melissa, who was walking on the sidewalk with a basket of vegetables. When it was certain that Mrs. Melissa was far away, the owner of the eyes read his lips silently.

“...... Good morning, ma'am...... Strange young man ......"

If Melissa had been around, he would have been shocked to find that the owner of the eye was completely repeating what he had said to his neighbor.

Eventually, the owner of the eye nodded as if he had confirmed something.

"It's not to snitch, I haven't been exposed. ”

He turned his head away and looked at everything in front of him. It was a messy room, littered with electronic parts and strange contraptions, as well as the weird computer that shone with light.

Yes, this is where he is now, a situation he never imagined before.

He pushed away the clutter on the table, stared at the code on the computer, and then flew his hands on the mechanical keyboard.

Different from the common IN operating system, his interface looks extremely rudimentary and primitive, because this is written by Brunie himself, and he has not considered any interface beautification problems at all, anyway, it is enough for him to understand it, as a hacker he has long been accustomed to the whole process of code command manipulation.

As for MicroPort's IN operating system, he doesn't trust this operating system at all, this system full of loopholes is just a thing to fool the general public, purely to make it easier for the ignorant public to operate the PC, and it is something for novices who don't understand.

With no cameras, no headsets, no external devices, and no superfluous functions other than a typewriter similar to the telegraph era as a keyboard, Bruni was able to understand how easy it was to divulge information in this day and age.

You never know what programs are secretly running the software you download, never know what kind of browsing habits and speculation your behavior are silently recording your browsing habits and speculating on the web page you clicked on......

Telephones, fax machines, mobile phones, game consoles...... Even some sex toys with remote control function, anything through the network or even non-network is a tool and monitoring in the eyes of hackers.

"How do you escape surveillance? Your only option is to abandon all the tools of modern life, flee to the unknown forest, and live a primitive life on your own. ”

It's a joke among hackers.

In this Internet-pervasive world, hackers know more than anyone thinks, and they can spy on everyone, hacking into banks, invading state institutions, and even using social workers to hack into physically isolated environments.

In this technocratic world, they are unscrupulous, and as the world's most powerful hacker, Bruni has never been known. He possessed an astonishing talent and intelligence, and from the time he wrote his first program at the age of 3, he understood his talent, because he knew the truth that "a good traveler dies of drowning", and he always maintained a high level of low-key behavior until he ......

Something happens.

“...... 427647 monitoring ...... 49,684 anomalous targets...... 187 dangerous targets...... 11 highly dangerous targets...... No danger ......"

Next to this interface, there is also a special icon display, and a string of special letters shows detailed information.

Tiramisu, an Italian pastry, is also Bruni's favorite delicacy, so he named the assistant AI he designed "Tiramisu". Although it is a bit rudimentary, there is no doubt that Tiramisu is the world's top AI, with a highly complex logic system and specially modified machines, which is also one of Bruni's most powerful weapons.

In the past, relying on Tiramisu, Bruni even became the dominant player of the whole world for a time......

He managed to manipulate the entire network.

Relying on the supercomputer in the basement, which was larger than the size of several villas, the ultra-high computing power of Tiramisu invaded countless places, once controlled the entire world's network, all surveillance, all secret agencies, and even if Bruni wanted, even the nuclear bomb launcher that was theoretically physically disconnected and could only be operated manually, he could also press it down through social workers.

The fruits of wisdom and the supreme power of mankind, which have been contracted by mankind for thousands of years, were once completely controlled by one person.

All mobile phones, computers, webcams...... All of them have become Bruni's eyes, through the surveillance of more than billions, relying on Tiramisu, he silently monitors the whole world, spying on the people of the whole world, he knows everyone's actions and information, and he can even predict the future of mankind by predicting the character and behavior of all mankind.

He can be the president of the United States in the open, if he is willing to spend a few years, even if he is not yet of campaign age this year, he will certainly achieve that goal, even if he is not of campaign age this year, he can build a company that has never been seen before, because he can know all the undesirable talents and emerging technologies, and even the old legends and strange creatures that hide in the back of the world cannot escape his eyes, and when they are arguing, he is unaware that there is a cold and indifferent eye watching them......

Yes, he is the god of the new world.

His power once tended to be omniscient in a sense, and he was able to do everything that a human being could achieve, but because he knew so much......

He trembled with fear.

"Those fools, never know what they're up against. ”

Strangely squatting on the stool, habitually biting his nails, looking at the "agents" and "mercenaries" who were looking for him in the surveillance cameras, Bruni made a sneering sound, which was his habit, but this sneering was more like to eliminate some kind of uneasiness and fear in his heart.

He knew that the organization called the "Hermit" was trying to find itself, and even that the "Freemasons" were assisting in the search for themselves at the request of the Ashram.

Of course, they are no longer called Freemasons, and being a Freemason for a long time has inevitably leaked its own feet, and has been written about by many families, and has had to abandon its shell and change its name to "Illuminati", as for the Freemasonry that is still recruiting people, it is just a disguise for coaxing people, an ordinary association of like-minded people.

The only people who really know about him are the Ashram, an ancient organization that has a deep connection to the "World Key", only a dozen people really know about his existence, and the rest are just trying to find a young hacker named "Uberto Bruni".

Yes, his only opponent was the Cult.

Monastery ......

Silently thinking in his heart, he crouched on the stool, holding his head, knowing that Tiramisu was constantly monitoring his surroundings, but he felt an unspeakable fear, a deep tremor that was purely instinctive.

His pupils dilated unconsciously, as if the murmuring dreams echoed in his ears.

"Those guys are stupid enough to think monsters are human......"