The door opened, and a six-foot-tall man walked in. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How many times have I said that we have to hire the best programmers, you know?

The man's voice was steel, his short tan hair was neatly combed, he was about forty years younger, and he was wearing a suit that matched his hair color. Behind him, a bodyguard, apparently second-in-command, whispered in response to his complaints.

"Sir, I still need to remind you that loyalty comes first. After all, once such a plan is leaked, we face more than just ordinary failure. ”

The bodyguard's proposal did make the master listen to him, he glanced at the empty desk with a gloomy face, and the silence around him, and then immediately picked up a floppy disk on the side of the table and said: "But he is becoming more and more disobedient now, Heinrich, you know, if that bastard does something random in the algorithm, it will not be so easy for us to tell the difference!"

"We still need time," the bodyguard stood quietly in the doorway, not disturbing his master's search for documents at the bookcase: "This algorithm is only most effective when the data source is sufficient, and if we are too successful, we may lose performance when it really comes in handy." ”

"Oh, damn it!" the admonition did not seem to be heeded by the man, who, after rummaging through the bookcase, said sullenly, "I remember that the manuscript was placed here, could it be in another room?"

The bodyguard at the door flickered his gaze as he scanned the layout of the office, the closed windows, the consistent orientation of the computer chair, and even the musty smell in the air caused by the long absence.

"Your memory has really deteriorated lately," he says calmly, "so I highly recommend that you go to the hospital to take care of your health rather than focusing on the progress of your plan." Also, Mr. Anderson, Ms. Oles has been waiting for you in the bedroom for a long time, and it is not a gentleman's act to let a lady wait. ”

"Well, yes, yes, Annie, Annie, Annie is still in the bedroom. As if it were a magical name, as soon as the bodyguard mentioned it, the man no longer dwelled on the position of the "original", but grabbed his floppy disk and strode out of the room.

"Besides, Heinrich, open the window of this room, I haven't come back for half a year, damn it's going to give birth to mites?"

"Yes sir. ”

The man immediately walked out of the room, and the bodyguard walked towards the window with steady steps. The moonlight spilled into the room, and it could be seen that the man was not good-looking, not to mention short, and even a little grateful, but the big eyes that were slightly sunken were particularly bright. He opened the window, and suddenly a wave of cold air poured into the house, cutting off the room that had not been used for half a year in the deep mountains, and finally ushered in fresh air again.

Suddenly, there was a creak, and the bodyguard immediately looked at the writing desk on the side.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

The dusty desktop, the new computer I bought a year ago, and the armrests of the leather chairs are also covered with dust.

The bodyguard kept the window open, walked out of the room with a steady pace, and closed the door.

Moments later......

A ripple of water surged near the desk, as if the masterpiece of the magic pen Maleonn suddenly burst out of the canvas, and an abrupt existence appeared out of thin air on the empty leather chair.

"Tut~"

Alice sat comfortably in the leather chair, her slender and fair legs lifted sultryly, and the red cheongsam was lifted just right. In front of her, IBM's desktop has been working for a long time, dusty fans are trying to exhaust heat for the Intel CPU, there is a buzz of noise levels, and it is debatable how long the room has not been entered, but this computer has not been dusted for a long time.

"Great discovery, Mira. ”

Knowing that the owner of this mansion, that is, the organizer of this party, had gone out, Alice patted the in-ear headphones in her left ear and said, "You also heard it, a study room that the landlord claimed to have not been in use for half a year actually installed my latest system." Harry, when did our research institute popularize ternary ultra-intelligent computers to the market? Not only can they run it themselves, but they can also remotely download an operating system that is not downloaded at all, and install it themselves?"

"Oh, Neo......"

"Boss, I just want to know where you're hiding?"

In the van on the hillside opposite the mansion, Mira, a female soldier who had been observing with the night market binoculars, couldn't help but say, "Please, tell me where you want to hide next time, and don't pull up the most crucial curtain, okay......?

"It's okay, it's okay, it's at most a plot in a bungalow, calm down, dear. ”

Saying something unintelligible, Alice had already started her next move on her own.

Lake Chobo, Switzerland, which was the address she had worked so hard to obtain, and what the man meant by the "original", and from his conversation with the bodyguard, Alice would be foolish if she couldn't analyze it.

But it's still a mystery why Draken's Vippel Pushkin was in possession of the original, and the man was clearly not the "Arnim Zola" who wrote the algorithm. Although she can be sure that Ripple is a spy, who exactly does the other party work for, and what is the purpose, unless she turns on the final cheating mode to stage a hypnotic drama, one or two coffee talks alone will not cover much content at all.

But it was not a problem to find the house from the manuscript that had been completely copied by himself, after all, as Brudy had complained to himself, the German language that he did not know was the most hated thing in his life. And being proficient in the sixteen Chinese languages is something that Alice achieved as early as the age of ten.

"Harry, Harry, I'm Hermione. ”

Reading out the useless code name that had been negotiated with Harry Puness, Alice said, "Check the wireless network transmission rate, and I'll send all the treasures in this computer right away." ”

"Hermione, Hermione, I'm Harry. Harry's amusement and excitement could be heard in his voice: "Everything is ready, boss, you are really awesome, using such small hardware to achieve wireless network transmission, my ...... Hey Mira, don't hit me. ”

Comes with an external wireless network card with a universal drive, although the theme of Exeter's laboratory is ternary computers, but to say that even this little guy can't build it, but it's really blind Alice every weekend. Of course, of course, the products born in the laboratory must face a sufficient period of social adaptation before they finally go to the market.

"Well, now start the transmission, you just wait. ”

The progress bar appeared, and Alice began to take a nap with her chin on her chin chunch.

In fact, when the intruder was wandering around the house, she had already scanned most of the data, and the content was nothing more than the analysis of the algorithm. Although it is very troublesome, but it should be thought of, the original code written by Animzola is the core content, the program code is so simple and difficult that even Alice can read it is quite difficult, let alone an ordinary programmer? No matter what great plan the owner of this mansion wants to carry out, as a user, he must have a fool's interface.

"yes, what the hell is that guy named Anderson doing?"

Taking advantage of the emptiness of the slow transmission of the inferior wireless network card, Alice also began to ponder, after all, she had just heard a huge amount of information from zero distance.

According to the analysis, it can be known that this Mr. Anderson hired a programmer named Anim Zola to write a very awesome algorithm and wanted to use it to implement some secret plan. Now, however, Mr. Zora seemed a little reluctant to cooperate with him.

At the same time, although the whole house is uncertain, Anderson himself said that he has not been to this room for half a year, and this room where the paper data of the algorithm is stored is loaded with the latest system......

Far from it.

"Well, that algorithm can obviously be used to deduce the development prospects of data sources, at least it can be used to speculate on stocks as a stock god...... That's right, trading stocks through various background information and fundamental analysis...... Didn't I do it all once?"

The sudden thought of this really made Alice cry and laugh. It is indeed very tempting, Warren Buffett, who has no hanging to open at all, can be worth five or six billion, if anyone relies on this algorithm to speculate in stocks, it is indeed easy to achieve the goal of world domination. Could it be that this is Mr. Anderson's plan, the so-called time has not yet come, because the aftermath of the "87 stock market crash" has not yet ended?

It's useless to think too much, it's important to focus on the current goal. Alice's interest in the algorithm itself is mediocre, but her curiosity about the programmer who can make it up is extremely intense. It's a pity that even this computer doesn't store the contact information of Mr. Zola, but with the annotations that are several times larger than the original, her actions tonight were not in vain.

"Hermione, this is Harry, the package has been delivered!"

"Very well Harry, may the light of Goddess Hermione shine on you forever, and wait for my return!"

Unplug the network card, turn off the power off, it's time to leave. But Alice looked at the window that was wide open at the moment, and she didn't really want to jump out and run away.

"There's a dance party on the first floor? ”

I don't know what song was playing below, Alice thought for a moment, and descended to the dark room on the second floor along the hook pistol still hanging from the window. With a light stride on her black heels, she opened the door gently.

In the brightly lit corridor on the second floor, you can just hear the beautiful melody below, and the girl in red walked out of the house calmly, ready to go to the first floor.

Until an unknown Middle Eastern security guard stopped her in Arabic.

"Miss!?" (To be continued.) )