"Hey, let me go, Eric. Aris writhed uncomfortably, and he watched anxiously as Eric dangled before his eyes, making him feel like a lamb to the slaughter.

"I remember you once brought down the giant of civilian leather shoes, Fergers Shoes. Eric asked suddenly.

"It's a no-brainer, and it's my qualifier to become The Third Space's top attacker. Speaking of that online sniping, Aris smirked, "Of course, this is also my revenge game." He will never forget arriving at the 101 global branch of Ferges Shoes in his hometown at the age of 10 – the rigid, machine-made shoemaker shattered his family with a dirty 1 euro.

"You took advantage of the opportunity to repair the employees' computers, implanted a program into the computers of one of the employees, and then took over the main server and the main database, and transferred all the working capital of Fergers Shoes, causing them to struggle for the next three years and eventually go bankrupt. Isn't that right?" Eric's remarkable memory made him know these anecdotes all over the place.

"This is nothing new. "Aris thinks he can do better.

Eric stopped, and he turned back to Arris with a meaningful smile, "As you said, I don't believe you'll listen to me in peace, just hack the fingerprint lock program into your suitcase and do nothing else." ”

Chiko and Caitlin suddenly woke up, thinking of Arris's bad deeds, this guy was definitely not an obedient master. The eyes of the two began to look the little man up and down again.

"I, I'm ......," Aris stammered, "absolutely not!"

"Give me a convincing reason. Eric pulled out the dreaded bottle of Indian devil chili seeds.

"Well, that's because you said you might fight the Smiley Legion. Arris looked flustered, "You know, no one wants to have anything to do with these mystics but you. ”

"Oh~ Since you don't want to get involved with them, then why did you know that I was going for the Smiling Legion, but you still gave me your proudest invention - electromagnetism*. Eric's words were like a sharp arrow that broke through the air, pulling the strings, flying out, and simply hitting the heart of Arris's lie.

"This, this ......" Arris couldn't think of a good reason for a while. However, Eric had already obtained a reason to torture him, he winked at Chiko and Caitlin, and said excitedly, "You two can avoid it for now, let's have an appetizer." Caitlin immediately raised her eyebrows with interest, and although Chiko made a disdainful expression, her gaze still betrayed her interest in watching the excitement.

"No, no, no...... I said, I ......," Aris let out a rapid cry for mercy. But Eric seems determined to do a "human experiment" on these pepper seeds. He turned the cross that bound Aris 180 degrees. Ariss was hung upside down again. Then, Eric carefully picked up a chili seed with tweezers, crouched down, placed it in front of Arris's nose, and asked, "How is it, do you smell a hot enthusiasm?" ”

"You, you can't ...... this. Arris's lips began to tremble. But moments later, a black pepper seed made a straight freefall trail in the air, silently pounced on Arris's nostrils. Aris felt like a small worm crawling into his nose, and he fanned the wings of his nose slightly, trying to relieve the itching in his nose. However, within three seconds, the pepper seeds reacted violently to the mucous membranes in his nose, and Aliston felt like a firecracker exploding at the base of his nose. He tried to snort through his nose, trying to release the hot breath that was suffocating inside. Unfortunately, the nerve response in his nose was apparently paralyzed by capsaicin

"Water, water......" As soon as Arris opened his mouth, the hot spicy taste of his nose immediately hit his tonsils and throat, and the scorching heat was like a fire, burning his throat and esophagus, making him worse than dead. After Aris coughed violently twice. His eyes went black, and he fainted again.

After some time, Aris slowly opened his eyes, and he coughed dryly twice, although he could still feel the residual heat of the Indian devil pepper seeds, but at least he could breathe freely. Aris vows to stay away from chili peppers for the rest of his life.

And Eric, both species are devils!

At this time, a familiar face, Chiko, came to his eyes. He felt his eyelids be rolled upwards by a pair of gentle hands, and then he heard a word of relief: "He's all right." ”

"Is it okay? Is that okay?" Aris cursed inwardly with rage, only Satan would think he was okay.

"You're overplaying, rogue detective!" Aris heard Chiko rebuke Eric again, and his heart suddenly felt a good impression of this woman, even though she was the one who stunted herself on the plane and messed everything up. "Maybe it's always better to give charcoal in the snow than icing on the cake. ”

"Hmm~ I didn't expect the spicy strength of the devil pepper to be so domineering. Eric untied Arris. Arris, who had been tied up for a long time, fell to the ground because his limbs had not yet recovered. "Damn it!" he said, his voice hoarse. As soon as Aris looked up, he saw Caitlyn walking in with 4 bottles of soda. The bubbling, crystal-clear water bottle gave Aris an extraordinary strength all of a sudden. He got up and rushed to Caitlyn, snatched the soda from her hand, bit the cap with his mouth, and gurgled into his mouth.

After filling the third bottle of soda in Caitlin's hand, Aris sat down on the floor with his stomach puffed out, gasping for air. By this time, Eric had used the Nicholas suitcase as an improvised bench and sat down in front of Aris with a grin.

"You, what a bastard you really are!" Aris glared at Eric.

"This has been said by many people, and what other hooligans, miscellaneous hairs, and so on. Eric didn't mind what he was called. He stood up, patted his suitcase, and said, "Alright, man, it's time to work!"

Chiko then threw Aris a travel bag, which he had brought with him on the plane. At this time, Aris knew very well that he would definitely not be able to bear the second pepper seed, especially the perverted stuffing of these devil's seeds into these parts. He quickly opened his work notebook. As Eric said, he did take the opportunity to manipulate the suitcase program.

"Why didn't you notice at the time?" Catelyn carefully spotted the question.

"Well—who knows. Eric couldn't explain it.

"In fact, this ghostly detective has noticed. This bastard used the perfect reason. "Arris fiddled with his suitcase, juggling a data port," he told me bluntly, this time with old Pfeivre, and if I wanted to have something to do with the Smiley Legion, let me perform my tricks to my heart's content. ”

"But you did it anyway. Eric asked.

"I'm not stupid, I figured out the best of both worlds. I hacked into your phone app, and when you activate the Magnetic Ring*, the recording device on your phone will be turned on, and then the recording will be synchronously transferred to the Magnetic Ring* program, and the Magnetic Ring* will be simultaneously uploaded to our server in The Third Space called 'Black Box'. Aris explained as he activated the program in his suitcase.

"The black box, you say, is the server that can perform a 64-bit key that can perform calculations once a minute, and can randomly generate billions of passwords?" the well-informed Caitlin immediately said the subtlety of the black box. The server, called the "Black Box", is called "the eternal sleeping place of treasures" by the agents, and the reason for this name is that many extremist groups store some top-secret data in this server, but even if the world's top cryptographic experts are summoned, they are still at a loss for this "black box". Ironically, they used up thousands of elaborate and complex algorithms, but the final conclusion given by the chief cryptographer of the League of Nations, Kovov, was only a dozen words:

"The simplest is the most complicated, because it's either open or it's destroyed. ”

"That's right, the 64-bit key is calculated every minute, which means that the password changes every minute. Even the supercomputer of country K could not crack the code of the 64-bit key combination in a minute. And I implanted a synchronization key in the fingerprint lock of this suitcase that can open the black box and download this recording, and it changes with the change of the black box key. Aris said with relish.

"But what does this mean?" Chiko suddenly couldn't accept so many sophisticated calculations.

Eric explained: "It's very simple, this guy must have locked the key of the black box in this suitcase, and unless he gets this suitcase, the key will not even be activated by him, so that the suitcase-black box forms a closed circle. Even if the Smiling Legion knows what this guy has done, as long as they see the program of this segment key, they will understand that he doesn't know anything, and they only need to click the delete button with a single click, and the recording in the black box will sleep forever. Naturally, there was no need to trouble him. ”

After hearing Eric's explanation, Chiko couldn't help but say, "What a brilliant idea. ”

Aris had almost completed the connection of the program, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Eric with a strange eye, as if joking, and said seriously: "You also missed the most important point, that is, at that time, I bet that you can win, although you are an out-and-out bastard, I still bet that you will win old Puffre." ”

Hearing what Aris had to say about himself, Eric was slightly taken aback. He raised his eyelids and said indifferently, "It's a pity that you made the wrong bet." ”

"Not necessarily. Arris was all ready, "At least the time of old Puffre is over, and you're still alive." ”

"Alright?" asked Caitlyn.

Arris gulped down the last bottle of soda, burped loudly in satisfaction, and said, "Of course." Downloading. ”

The three of them glanced at the screen, and sure enough, a blue progress bar was rapidly trying to move forward. Eric stared at the screen, the confused memories of 2 years ago were about to be unsealed, and in addition to the hope of restoring the truth, there was also a faint worry in his heart. Whether this memory would be a step toward his ideals or a stumbling block that would push him into the abyss was an unknown that even he could not say.

The blue progress bar is finally full. An audio file in MP4 format pops up on the screen. Aris glanced at Eric and motioned for him to open it immediately. Eric took a deep breath and snorted at the audio file. Aris understood, and all he heard was the "tick" of two mouse clicks, and a wavy voice undulating across the screen.