The customized temperature sensor from the United States drifted across the ocean and changed to the railroad and finally arrived in Dongying, and the program completed the rough prototype.

Even so, the programmers still had a look of pride on their faces, as if they had done something remarkable.

Sioux City missed: In contrast, the programmers of later generations are the real "model workers". Low wages and low benefits, no hardship or tiredness, the phone is turned on 24 hours a day......

The main monitoring system is installed at a traffic station not far from the headquarters.

Oilfields have begun to use computers to verify production, which can be placed near flow stations, which can reduce the workload of maintenance personnel.

The five of them were busy for two days, and finally made the old PC show red, green, black and white. The oilfield's own construction team, with the assistance of two foreigners, reluctantly installed the temperature sensor.

100,000 sensors are all over the main pipeline of the oilfield, so that the monitoring system is preliminarily completed.

A group of people crowded into the monitoring room and listened to Sikong Jia explain the use of the oilfield employees: "These green light spots represent the temperature sensor, if it turns red, it means that there is a problem, it may be a problem with the temperature sensor, it may be a problem with the temperature sensor, or it may be a leak from the oil storage pipe, either way, it needs to be verified." If it turns yellow, it means that there is a slight temperature change, and the reason is similar to the change, but the yellow temperature sensor does not need to be checked immediately, you better notify the passing escort and check by the way, mainly focusing on whether there is a small amount of hidden leakage......"

Sikong Jia looked at Su Cheng in the middle, and then faced the middle, and said: "With a temperature sensor, the leakage of the oil pipeline is easy to be discovered. And contacted the local police to suggest that the escort team should use high-frequency walkie-talkies. ”

"It's ready. "Kang Mingdong, who is tall and big, is a demobilized soldier. It has been done at the regimental level. It has a lot of prestige in the security department. Today is the first day that the temperature sensor is activated, and the security department has organized three elite squads to prepare to catch as many people as possible.

Sikong Jia nodded, and said softly: "We only have temperature sensors installed on the main oil storage pipelines now. So, you still need to patrol the side roads. ”

The oil fields and cities are generally huge. The oil pipelines are like streets and alleys, spreading very widely. There were only a few convoys of the Security Section, and it was night. I can't see it at all.

With a temperature sensor. It is also necessary to have a team nearby that can react quickly.

Lin Yonggui nodded lightly and said, "Starting from this year, the escort team will be tripled, and you will be equipped with cars." ”

Kang Mingdong immediately expressed his loyalty: We resolutely completed the work of protecting the oil field. ”

"Well, we must actively cooperate with the police and keep close contact with the masses. ”

"Yes. "Cummingdong is not worried about gas guzzlers. Instead, it is a headache for the police. Although the oil field often benefits local institutions such as ***, it is still two ways to say whether people buy it or not. Moreover, because most of the fuel guzzlers are locals, the inextricable relationship is simply unclear and constantly chopped.

Sioux City blinked, but didn't speak. He knew that the further back he went, the more difficult it would be to inspect the oil field. Fuel guzzlers make a lot of money, naturally shotguns are replaced with guns, and the equipment is becoming more and more advanced. Successive generations have gradually gotten rid of the shadow of the Oilfield Administration.

He didn't know what to say in this regard, so he stared at Sikong Jia in front of him.

It's beautiful and delicious.

The three senior brothers who looked at her were almost intoxicated. Sioux City thought to himself: Computer science has always had more wolves and less meat, and in the 80s, maybe there were only one or two pieces of meat...... In this way, the programmers of the 80s were still quite dedicated.

A green dot of light that represents a temperature sensor and is spread across the computer screen. zhuishu.

In the evening, it is the peak season for gas guzzlers to steal oil. Lin Yonggui stood there waiting to watch, and the others were not easy to leave.

This is almost an hour.

Eun Chenqiang's mouth was dry, and finally a green light turned red.

He was excited, as if after 3 days of traffic jam, he saw a traveler on the highway and shouted: "It's turned red, it's turned red." ”

The monitor had already picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Team 1, this is the monitoring room, No. 783 in District 13 is turning red."

The walkie-talkie "Zla" and replied: "Monitoring room, this is Team 1, where is District 13?"

The area is newly written.

Kang Mingdong suddenly blushed, and scolded angrily: "It's Lao Liangkou." ”

The monitor repeated, and Team 1 said "Yes, let's go", and only the sound of "rustling" remained, and everyone waited with peace of mind.

Sikong Jia didn't know when, stood beside Su Cheng, and said in a soft voice: "You are the director of Su Factory, have you asked others, you are a graduate of the Chinese Department of Peking University, how can you do customer interface?"

She was curious and nervous, so she came to ask.

Su Cheng laughed evilly and said: It seems that it is, and it is not called an interface, at best it is a schematic diagram. ”

I flipped through a lot of journals and mobilized my classmates to look for them, but I haven't seen a similar interface. Sikong Jia looked like he had discovered the secret and asked, "I heard that you know several foreigners, are they unfinished software by foreign designers?"

"It's more like dreaming when I'm dreaming. ”

"How could it be. ”

"Of course it's possible, maybe they're God's programs, and he inserted a description of the user interface and handed it over to you to complete. Su Cheng joked, looking at Sikong Jia from above, he only felt that she looked like an ethereal bamboo, and the dialogue itself was comforting.

"Your statement is quite interesting, is it science fiction?" Sikong Jia looked very interested.

"Haven't you heard of this kind of saying?" Su Cheng listened to her voice, and his heart beat twice uncontrollably, this girl's voice was really scratching.

Sikong Jia frowned and said: I have only read a few science fiction novels of Verne, as well as "The Invisible Man", "Star Wars", "Space Divine Comedy", ......"

She was talking about very little science fiction that people in this day and age could read. The 80s are the favorite of Chinese, especially in the modern era, no matter how jerky the text is, there are people to read, and any Chinese is extremely eager to read. It's not a love of learning, it's just a lack of spiritual life.

The i industry is probably the first industry in China to come into contact with science fiction, at this point. It is much better than the liberal arts students who studied engineering and agriculture. However, the sci-fi translation of Chinese translations is biased towards the early classics. The science fiction written by the Chinese is biased towards fairy tales. Quite different from what Sioux City later came into contact with.

Sikong Jia loves science fiction, but he can read very little. Not only can't you buy it, but you can't even borrow it, and the novel feels as rare as a book from 200 years ago.

Left and right are chatting in whispers. Sioux City recalls a mix of science fiction novels and movies about computers, artificial intelligence, and robots. Whispered introduction.

Sikong Jia's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Being adored by a beautiful woman with big eyes made Sioux City's self-confidence burst, and time flew by.

It's just that I pity the three software brothers. While working hard. While trying to be jealous......

"Monitoring room, monitoring room, here is 1 squad caught the fuel guzzler, there are 3 people in total. A motorcycle. "The sound on the walkie-talkie lifted everyone's spirits.

Monitors of the Security Service. Hurriedly turned on the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Team 1, well done, please send the fuel guzzler to ***." ”

"Understood, send it to ***. ”

At the end of the call, Secretary Lin took the lead and applauded.

Su Cheng also straightened up and pretended to applaud.

At this time, it was getting late, Lin Yonggui said a few reluctant words, and left the monitoring room. The others went out in order, leaving only the people of the security department to continue their studies and work there.

Outside, there was no street lamp and it was dark.

Su Cheng asked Sikong Jia, "Where do you live, how do you go back?"

"At the oil field guest house, I have called a friend to pick it up. Sikong Jia whispered: "The story is very good, thank you." ”

Sioux City waved goodbye and watched Sikong Jia walk towards the bicycle parking shed.

There were several boys standing there, all looking at Sikong Jia with burning eyes.

Su Cheng somehow, suddenly his heart tightened, and he thought: Does she have a boyfriend?

It's so hanging, two more girls walked out under the street lamp, and they talked and laughed with Sikong Jia, Su Cheng's heart was put down, and he couldn't help but scold: What are you ashamed to see, you have to hide under the dark shadow of the street lamp, and those who don't know think they are robbers.

That night, a total of 14 fuel guzzlers were arrested in 4 groups, and 6 motorcycles and 1 pickup converted fuel tanker truck were seized.

Lin Yonggui was surprised and delighted. What is surprising is that there are a large number of rats, and these are still rats who dare to make holes in the main pipeline, and all of them can afford transportation. I don't know how many oil guzzlers there are on other small pipes. The good thing is that the temperature sensor is useful, this is the decision he made this year, everyone is looking at it, if millions of yuan are lost, it will be very faceless.

The next morning, Su Cheng drove the car and naturally arrived at the monitoring room.

Sikong Jia had already arrived, so Su Cheng talked to her about the technology of oil tubing and science fiction with her.

Until Cummingdong came in in a huff and threw his hat on the ground.

"What's wrong?" asked Sioux City curiously.

Kang Mingdong casually found a glass of water, drank it with a grunt, and said: "Of the 14 people arrested yesterday, 12 of them were sentenced to public security detention and released in a week, and the remaining two main criminals who pleaded guilty are criminal detentions, so it doesn't make sense." ”

"How so?" the staff in front of him had already jumped.

"The evidence is insufficient. Kang Mingdong snorted and said, "Everyone said that they were first-time offenders." Will the first offender go to the main pipeline, will he drive a motorcycle and a modified pickup?"

Sioux City was silent. Now the technology and equipment are backward, if you don't use means, in addition to the on-site evidence, the prisoner recruits whatever it is, and he is usually unwilling to spend time on the scene to investigate.

Even a few years ago, both *** and the procuratorate listened to the oil field, and they could only be sentenced severely, not out of nothing. Of course, it is even more troublesome now, and even a heavy sentence cannot be found.

"Do you want to ask Secretary Lin?" someone proposed.

Kang Mingdong gritted his teeth and said: Go and ask. ”

Su Cheng hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Kang, don't worry. Think first. ”

Although he was not familiar with it, Kang Mingdong knew about Su Cheng, so he stopped and asked, "Do you have a way?"