Madrigal's eyes were fixed on the screen of his laptop. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info His hands raced across the keyboard, line after line of code flashing across the computer screen.

However, there was not the slightest smile on his face, but it was full of incomparable seriousness and seriousness.

"Dididi~"

The sirens sounded again in the ears of the madrigal.

His breathing couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

"Another broiler has been breached... Madrigal's mood was a little heavy, this was the twenty-seventh puppet machine that had been broken in just one minute.

Although he tried his best to fight back and deceive in the process, the effect was very small, almost equal to none.

A trace of cold sweat broke out from Pastoral's forehead.

"Dididi~"

Damn sirens!!

Madrigal cursed the siren with some anger, thinking that she should have chosen a pleasant ringtone to serve as the tone. He was tired of the sound now, as if he hated the alarm on his phone in the morning.

At the beginning, Madrigal never thought that he would be defeated so easily one day, so he just arranged dozens of broiler chickens at random, and now it seems that he is still too naïve.

Although he told himself when he first came to this world that he must be very cautious and very careful. If you want to be a good serial killer, resources or technology are secondary, and the most important thing is to be cautious. However, in the past three years and nearly four years, after experiencing so many cases and tasks in the surface world and the inner world, Madrigal still has a little bit of relaxation in his heart. In many confrontations with the police, he was not threatened in terms of network and computer technology, but suppressed the police to the death, which gave Madrigal a sense of superiority.

The last thing you can have is a sense of superiority, because it will make you feel contemptuous of your opponents. No matter how subtle this contempt may be, it will become your Achilles' heel. The Internet, which was supposed to be Pastoral's winning weapon, is now his weakest link.

"It's still something that is produced by the system, it's reliable... ”

A hint of emotion flashed through Madrigal's mind. The only thing that wasn't redeemed from the system this time was this tempered glass. It's not that Madrigal doesn't want to redeem it from the system, it's not that he doesn't have enough points, it's that there is no tempered glass commodity in the system's store at all. In fact, as the level of the madrigal increases, the number of items that can be exchanged for the madrigal in the system shop gradually decreases.

This is not the same as saying yes!!People's systems are more and more upgraded, the more awesome they are, the more goods that can be exchanged, the more powerful...

The reality is so cruel.

Pastoral had a feeling in his heart that one day, the system would leave him.

"Dididi~"

"Dididi~"

"Dididi~"

The alarm is going off faster and faster.

There was a hint of struggle in Pastoral's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

He quickly disconnected from the school's WIFI, saved the important information (essays, etc.) on the computer to the portable hard drive, and then launched a program on the computer with a skull logo.

Madrigal's computer screen began to make noise and tremble, and puffs of white smoke began to rise from all sides of the laptop, and a smell of burnt plastic came out.

"WTF?

Alex, who was sitting across from him, smelled the smell and raised his head and shouted at the madrigal.

Madrigal quickly picked up the coffee on his right hand and spilled it on the computer.

"Whew~"

Madrigal let out a sigh of relief.

This computer is completely scrapped. Madrigal can only cross his index finger and thumb now, wishing he hadn't been tracked.

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Inside the base of the "organization", the general command room.

"Found you!!"

A gleam flashed in Burkhoff's eyes.

Although the opponent this time is considered to have a little strength, it is still not enough for the Shadow Walker. Although the other party disconnected the network and destroyed his computer during the final tracing of the specific IP (and this is the only way to go), Berkhoff still succeeded in locking the approximate location of the other party.

"In the Nicholas Murray Butler Library... Berkhoff muttered to himself.

He effortlessly accessed the library's surveillance system.

All personnel in the library were photographed by the camera, archived, and face-recognized.

Burkhoff clapped his hands and stood up.

His work has come to an end for now, and now he just needs to inform Michael.

Burkhoff opened the door to the command room and said to Michael, who was standing in the training ground, "Yo, Michael, I've found the location of that little mouse." ”

A smile flashed across Michael's face, and he immediately walked towards the command room.

Got a new mission?

Alex, who was running on the treadmill at the training ground, quietly watched Michael.

"The glass in the command room is bidirectional, but it's tinted glass, so you need to stick to the glass to see what's going on in the command room. But you can't just look inside against the glass, so you have to improvise. ”

Alex's mind conjured up the words of her mentor.

What to do?

Alex looked around.

Pregnant!

She stopped the treadmill and walked behind a black woman who was boxing in front of the doll.

"Jayden. ”

(Liang Jingru, your name is love!! after watching this concert, I was really excited and said no, Jingru said at the concert that she would never quit the music scene!!O(∩_∩)O~~ suddenly found that his update speed became the rhythm of American dramas┑( ̄Д ̄)┍)