"Backdoor procedures?" Jiang Chen's expression turned grim and he sat up from the bed, "What's the situation?"

"Do you want to start Safe Mode?"

"Of course!"

In the hologram, Jane's pupils flashed a stream of data. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The safety mode was quickly activated, and the watch's interdimensional communication and electromagnetic wave communication chips were physically disconnected.

Immediately after, Jiang Chen felt that his watch was gradually getting hot.

He knew very well that this was Jian Zheng using all the computing power of the wrist-mounted computer to check and kill the backdoor program.

After a while, a wisp of green smoke with a mushy smell wafted from the side of the watch.

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out and groped the side of the watch.

Soon, he rubbed a hair-thin mechanical mosquito from the side of his watch.

This mosquito has long limbs and a data needle on its head, but it has been twisted by him at the moment. Thinking about it, this finely crafted mechanical mosquito should have an optical stealth function, otherwise he would not have been unaware of it in the slightest.

Nine times out of ten, the backdoor program downloaded into his watch is this "mosquito".

"Done?" Jiang Chen asked.

"That's nature," Jane said with a proud expression, "and you don't look at who wrote my AI." ”

It seems that I will have to thank Yao Yao when I go back.

Thinking like this in his heart, Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and asked.

"How much stolen material?"

"The amount of data transferred is only 1.3m. ”

"Give me a list of the materials that may have been copied. Jiang Chen then ordered.

"Yes...... The documents suspected of being stolen are as follows......"

According to Jiang Chen's instructions, Jian retrieved the information that might have been stolen and listed it into a table of contents with a summary, which was presented in front of Jiang Chen.

When his gaze swept over the catalog, Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

The stolen materials were inconsequential, and he was not in the habit of carrying important information with him. And like some kind of interdimensional sending chip or something, they are all separate encryption programs, and the hackers who hacked into the computer on his wrist have not yet hacked to that point.

"Is it possible to lock the coordinates of the intruder?" Jiang Chen suddenly asked.

“……”

Jiang Chen wasn't sure if Jane looked at him like she was looking at an idiot's eyes......

"If you have a satellite that tracks the source, it's not impossible. Jane replied.

"Well, I know I asked a stupid question. Jiang Chen coughed.

The light particles were like blown grit, and Jane's holographic screen vanished from his side.

In order not to reduce the life of the hardware, Jane started the sleep mode to save computing resources and release memory for the wrist computer......

Standing up, Jiang Chen walked to the window, recalling the people he met today.

Lao Luo, who met in the bar before, encountered the snooping sight on the road, even if he was in addition to these, there were many opportunities to release that electronic mosquito...... There are too many suspects who may have downloaded backdoors from his watch.

Standing by the window, looking at the night view of Ping'an Street.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen reached out and restarted the communication chip of his watch and called Zhou Guoping.

"Hello?"

"It's me. Jiang Chen said briefly.

Zhou Guoping on the other end of the phone said respectfully.

"I wonder what the marshal commands?"

"How are your people doing on Ping'an Street? ”

"Hehe, boss, you've found the right person—"

Jiang Chen didn't bother to talk too much nonsense with him, so he directly interrupted him and said.

"Okay, you go and do something for me. ”

You say. ”

"Help me investigate two people," after a pause, Jiang Chen continued, "One is named Scarecrow, the boss of the Hell Courier. The other is called Shura, and if possible, bring me his men. ”

……

In the dimly lit room, the holographic screen flickered, and only the sound of the chassis whined.

Rows and rows of data streams glide across the screen at incredible speeds.

The speed at which the man taps the trackpad gradually increases, and speeds up, and speeds up again......

Eventually, it sped up to the limit.

The ten fingers have turned into afterimages, waving a little ripple on the trackpad,

"Damn!" slammed his fist on the table, and the man lifted his hands off the trackpad and leaned back in his chair, his face full of dejection.

A woman walked up to him with a coffee and placed one of the cups next to his keyboard.

"How's it going?"

"It sucks. The man shook his head, "Lost an electronic fly." ”

A look of surprise flashed across the woman's face.

"The e-flies? they can even detect the e-flies, this is really ...... alert."

"You're trying to say too high, aren't you? Obviously, you guessed right. The man shrugged his shoulders and said.

At that moment, there was a sound in the walls, and a ray of light leaked through the dark room.

The two of them invariably touched their hands to their waists.

However, when they saw the man standing in the doorway, they all breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew their hands from their waists.

"I'm back. ”

Pushing open the door, Lao Luo walked in, reached out and pressed on the wall, closing the elevator door.

"What's ...... about you," the woman said, looking at him in a slightly surprised way.

"There was a little bit of trouble. Throwing the torn coat on the hanger, Lao Luo sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and asked casually while lighting himself, "How is the investigation?"

"Like you," the man in front of the trackpad shrugged, "a little trouble." ”

"Oh?" said Luo raised his eyebrows.

"The person responsible for the information security of the target has a relevant skill rating of at least A, and possibly even S. The man picked up the strangely colored coffee on the table, took a sip, and smacked his mouth bitterly, "Unbelievable, what age is this, and anyone else pays attention to network security?"

"Aren't you also S-class?" Lao Luo grinned, "You can actually make the famous greyhound feel tricky?"

"Offense and defense are two different concepts," the man known as Greyhound shook his head, "just like football, there are home and away games." What's more, as you can see about our hardware, I've been using this server for almost 30 years. ”

"Got it all right?" asked Lao Luo.

"The e-fly has been cleaned up. Why don't you release another fly? Maybe this time—"

"We can't afford to continue to waste precious resources on him. Luo shook his head, looked at the ceiling and spat out the smoke ring, looked at the smoke that was gradually dissipating, and whispered, "Especially since we haven't figured out how far the NAC knows about that thing." ”

"What do you mean?"

"You continue to try to crack the security procedures," Lighting the ashes from his cigarette, Lao Luo said slowly, "Finding that thing before Head Ding and the people of the Tomb Keeper Sect is the most important thing." ”

"Wrap it up on me...... I mean I'm Energizer. Greyhound spread his hands and sighed, "I'll go to the market tomorrow and see if I can pick up some old parts and come back." At least let it work until it's over...... It's too old. ”

"Go ahead. Lao Luo nodded.

Silence returned to the hut.

The server seems to be crashing again, and Greyhound is helplessly waiting with a wrench on his face. The only woman sat beside her chair, reading a book by herself in the dim light, killing a long time.

And Lao Luo just quietly watched the spicy smoke dissipate at the edge of the ceiling.

After a long time, he sighed softly and threw the burnt cigarette butt into the paper basket.

"It's getting messy. ”

Originally, their competitors were only Head Ding and Manager Wan of Ping'an Street, as well as the Tomb Keeper Sect, but with the sudden fall of the Badaling military outpost, outsiders such as CCCP and NAC also entered this game one after another.

The most important thing is that the chips they carry are not small.

Maybe before the end of the year, this game will be decided.

Or maybe sooner......

"It's almost time to start dealing......"

Looking at the ceiling quietly, Lao Luo's pupils flashed with an intriguing light, and his dry lips were muttering something to himself. (To be continued.) )