Xia Xiaoren's mobile phone is also an Annick brand, and Yi Cheng took his own data cable and connected his mobile phone to his laptop.

"Fuxi, crack the lock screen password of this phone for me. ”

"Okay, Level 3 Administrator Yi Cheng. ”

While waiting for Fu Xi to crack the password, Yi Cheng played with his mobile phone boringly.

If it is replaced by Fu Xi in the peak era - no, there is no need for the peak time, even if it is only one percent of the ability at the peak, there is no need to ask someone to steal Xia Xiaoren's mobile phone, as long as he stops in front of Xia Xiaoren, all the content in Xia Xiaoren's mobile phone will be copied to his mobile phone.

You don't even need to go to Xia Xiaoren in person. Fu Xi can accurately locate Xia Xiaoren's mobile phone signal thousands of miles away, even if he turns off the phone, as long as the battery is not removed, he can brutally break into his mobile phone and call up all the information inside.

Of course, the best hackers can do this, but it takes a lot of time and a lot of preparation to attack only one target at a time.

And Fuxi ...... It is possible to invade tens of millions, hundreds of millions of targets at the same time.

So, in the age of the Internet, only one super AI can fight another super AI.

If the opposing sides, one of them has super AI and the other does not, then the side without super AI is waiting to be crushed.

The horror of super artificial intelligence is by no means imagined by ordinary people.

Just as Yi Cheng was in a revery aimlessly, Fu Xi's voice sounded: "The password has been successfully cracked." ”

Yi Cheng grabbed Xia Xiaoren's mobile phone, swiped the screen, and couldn't wait to rummage through it. A guy like Xia Xiaoren will definitely have a black history, and what he has to do now is to find the handle.

The first thing he clicked on was the photo album.

Xia Xiaoren did not have any sense of security, and the album was all open and unlocked.

After Yi Cheng clicked in, he flipped a few pages a little, and there were a bunch of unsightly pictures and videos, and the heroines were all the same person, a very young girl.

After looking at a few photos, Yi Cheng frowned lightly - this girl seems to be a little familiar.

Of course, there is still a big difference between the visual perception of a person wearing clothes and taking them off. So it took him a little effort to find someone in his mind who overlapped with the image of this girl - it seemed to be a sophomore girl in high school, who usually walked with her head down and looked quiet.

There are more than 2,000 students in a high school, Yi Cheng can't know all of them, he only passed by a few times in school with this girl, and he doesn't even know her name.

Yi Cheng exited the album and clicked on WeChat again.

Sure enough, in the WeChat chat history, he found more information.

Xia Xiaoren called this girl "Huihui" in the chat, and it can be judged from the chat records that he has maintained an improper relationship with this girl for half a year.

How the two got on the hook in the first place is no longer found in the chat history. But it can be seen that this girl has begged several times and wants to end the relationship, but Xia Xiaoren disagrees, coercs and seduces, threatens with test results, usually buys some small gifts for this girl and gives small favors, and continues to control this girl to satisfy his perverted carnal desires.

Yi Cheng gasped, the anger in his heart became bigger and bigger, and he couldn't wait to rush to Xia Xiaoren immediately and beat him up.

"The last time I beat him, I beat him lightly. Yi Cheng whispered to himself.

He backed up his phone before tearing off the data cable, thinking about how to deal with Xia Xiaoren.

These materials can indeed kill Xia Xiaoren, but if it is announced, that girl will also suffer collateral damage, and this life will be ruined. If it weren't for the girl's reputation, Yi Cheng really wanted to post all of this on the Internet immediately, so that Xia Xiaoren's reputation would be ruined.

……

Early the next morning, Xia Xiaoren walked into the Chinese teaching and research group with no reluctance.

When he got home, he found that he had lost his phone. He looked like crazy and ran to the bus to look around, but found nothing.

If someone else picks up the phone and sees what's inside...... Xia Xiaoren couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

His reputation, his future, his future chances of joining the Education Bureau...... All will fly away. I can't even keep my current job......

He sat at his desk, tugging at his hair in frustration. Yesterday during the day, he was still proud, because he took revenge on Yi Cheng fiercely, and let Yi Cheng eat Coptis dumbly, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering.

As a result, at night, what he could not tell about his suffering became himself. He was so anxious that he didn't sleep all night, and his hair was a few gray strands.

Why weren't you cautious in the first place? Why did you keep these photos and chat logs? Although it would be nice to look through those photos from time to time, now that you have lost your mobile phone and don't dare to report the crime, you are so worried that you are waiting for an unknown trial, which is worse than death.

"Teacher Xia, you don't look good, are you okay?" Teacher Liu Mei asked with concern.

"It's okay," Xia Xiaoren smiled reluctantly, "I didn't have a good rest last night." ”

"If you are sick, take a leave of absence and go back to rest, health is the most important thing. Liu Mei persuaded.

"I'm fine. Xia Xiaoren clenched his fists tightly, and his calves kept shaking.

Before the class bell rang, Yi Cheng walked into the Chinese teaching and research group. Xia Xiaoren only glanced up at him and then withdrew his gaze. At the moment, he was in no mood to worry about Yi Cheng.

Yi Cheng walked to Song Jiaqi's seat, leaned down and whispered a few words to Song Jiaqi, then turned around and walked towards Xia Xiaoren's desk with a smile.

Xia Xiaoren thought in disgust that since he first saw this student in the office, his life had not been peaceful, and nothing good had happened.

Yi Cheng walked to Xia Xiaoren's desk, sat down with Erlang's legs crossed, and said lazily, "Teacher Xia, please pour me a cup of green tea." ”

Xia Xiaoren's anger instantly rushed to Tianling Gai, slammed the table, and shouted angrily: "Don't go too far!"

In the next second, his gaze froze, as if he had been poured a basin of cold water on his head, and his body shivered involuntarily.

I saw Yi Cheng holding an Annick mobile phone in his hand, turning and playing, and looking directly at him with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Teacher Xia, green tea, thank you." ”

Xia Xiaoren stood up numbly, and due to the weakness of his feet, he stumbled and almost hit the desk. With a grim face, he took out a pack of pre-rain Longjing from his drawer, mechanically took out a disposable paper cup, poured tea leaves, poured hot water, and put it in front of Yi Cheng with both hands.

Yi Cheng took the tea, took a sip, raised his head and laughed, "Thank you." ”

"This phone...... It's pretty similar to my phone. Xia Xiaoren squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and big drops of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Really?" Yi Cheng smiled, shook his phone, lowered his voice and said, "But this shouldn't be your phone, Mr. Xia." There are a lot of indescribable photos in this phone. I think Mr. Xia, a good teacher like you, shouldn't have that kind of thing in your mobile phone. ”