What the hell is going on?!

Bing howled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if he is a well-known top computer master in the Red Sea House, he has extremely eye-catching achievements, and he has a very high evaluation among the insiders. These are not false names, but real kung fu in his hands, and the real fame he has spelled out little by little on the Internet.

That's because of his experience.

If it were an ordinary Xiaobai, he would not have been so panicked.

And Bing Yan, although he has experienced countless online offensive and defensive battles that have almost exposed himself, at this moment, he still has a feeling of horror for the first time.

"Stupid monkey. ”

Ignoring the obvious mocking tone of the string that appeared on the computer screen, he read out a deeper and more terrifying meaning - a dangerous situation that no hacker would want to face.

He was exposed, completely exposed to the sight of this unknown master who had hacked into his computer.

Even in the best-case scenario, it's too late to do anything.

"Zodiac Jade...... Who the hell is !!?"

The ice howls like waking up from a dream. He finally came to his senses, and it seemed that he had provoked an unimaginable super master. In less than a few seconds, with his technical sensitivity and vigilance as an ice howl, he did not find the slightest clue that the computer had been hacked.

This is enough to show that the gap between the technical strength of each other is huge, and he can't imagine what it is like to have a higher technical level than a computer expert like himself.

A super hacker hidden in the dark is undoubtedly the top electronic killer in today's Internet society. This mysterious person called Huang Daoyu is definitely a computer master who wanders on the edge of gray.

In the face of failure, he can only do the last remedial work.

Bing Yan pulled the computer hard drive out of the main chassis as fast as he could, without any concern that there was still a lot of precious electronic data in it, picked up a tool hammer, raised his right hand high, and fell down fiercely, knocking the hard disk into pieces with a few bangs, and then swept it into a pile and poured it into the toilet.

He had just pressed the flush button.

"Smack-"

The energy-saving lights in the bathroom suddenly went out.

Bing Howl's hands trembled with fright, and he was really a little frightened at this time. Rushing out of the bathroom, he found that all the rooms were plunged into darkness, only the phone was disconnected from the charging state, and the screen automatically lit up with a faint light.

Like a man in the water, he grabbed a life-saving straw, hurriedly held his phone in his arms, and thought of the plot of the movie, and a trace of frightening speculation flashed in his mind.

Could it be that the special services have come to arrest themselves?

It's purely his nervousness. Although the ID of Bing Howl has some reputation on the Internet, most of them are very positive images of technical experts, and even if a special department really notices him, he will not use this kind of comic method in the movie.

The room was very quiet.

Instead, outside the window, there was the sound of people's discussions.

The distance was a little far away, and the ice howl could not be heard clearly in the room. He gradually eased from his panicked state and calmed down a little. Standing up and coming to the window of the living room, he looked out the window, and he was stunned.

Outside the window is a beautiful night sky.

Bing Howl suddenly fell silent. I don't know how long I have lived in the center of this metropolis called Deep City, and the appearance of the stars has gradually faded into my mind. He stared at the night sky, and the stars gradually brought back memories of his past.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and muttered to himself.

"That star is the North Star...... It seems to be called Ursa Minor?"

Under the night sky, the bustling metropolis of Deep City exudes a strange calm beauty.

A widespread power outage affected the entire Shencheng, and even most of the urban area of nearby Guangfu was affected.

Downstairs, citizens are talking about the unexpected power outage in the city.

"I haven't had a power outage like this for many years, and it's really a delay. ”

"I know a friend who knows at the power bureau, and he just said on the phone that it seems that the grid system is malfunctioning. ”

"Ouch, I've long said that this network is too dangerous, and the government is engaged in informatization every day, so what's the use. If you use people to manage, how can there be such a big mistake......"

The discussion downstairs confirmed Bing Yan's guess.

He took half a step back, his body shaking a little, and finally leaned limply on the couch. He felt as if his heart was being clenched by an invisible force, and his eyes seemed to see a new vision—a whole new world that he had never been exposed to.

"Zodiac Jade ......"

Ice Howl is completely aware of the gap between herself and this mysterious ID. He guessed that the attack on the power grid was just a small warning from the super hacker.

Just a warning.

"If I hadn't been Bing Yan, I guess I wouldn't have such a big scene......

He finally understands the fear of the U.S. Defense Agency for legendary hackers like Kevin Mitnick.

In the information age, in this modern society dominated by the Internet and electronic data, they are undoubtedly a deadly threat hidden in the darkness feared by major governments.

Ice Howl washed his face hard and stared at the mirror.

In the mirror, his hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a trace of fear in the depths of his pupils that had not dissipated.

He was really scared.

There is no desire or impulse to fight back, and there is no thought of a battle of wills, and the only thing left in my mind is the feeling of powerlessness in the face of the flood attack of "Huang Daoyu".

Bing Wai lay on the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Suddenly, a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

Does this super hacker called "Huang Daoyu" really exist?

This encounter gave Bing Yan the illusion that he seemed to be dreaming and had not yet been relieved from the dream. But he would never have guessed that the real Huang Daoyu was still asleep in Yunyang City, thousands of kilometers away, at this time.

This Sunday is destined to be a night to remember in the deep city.

"Dididi-" Bing Wei's phone suddenly remembered the text message prompt, and it took him a while before he slowly picked up the phone like a zombie and stared at the screen silently.

The person who sent the text message was the technical director of the domestic Huqi company, and he was also a real friend who knew the identity of Bing Yan.

(22:16) Zhang Qiujin: Lao Liu, do you have any inside information about the invasion of the Dongguang Power Grid this time? The news exploded in the circle, and they all asked which master was the hand.

(22:19) Liu Bing: I can't afford to mess with this guy. I advise you not to do much.

Zhang Qiujin looked at the text message reply, stunned, and grinned.

What kind of ruthless guy is this guy who can't even be provoked by the great gods?

How could that be.

"Lao Liu just likes to joke. Zhang Qiujin shook his head, ignoring this matter no longer and had no interest in continuing to investigate to the end.

He can know the urine of the local government.

Not to mention the failure of the power grid system, this kind of accident that can be explained by technical failures, even if the power grid node explodes, they can find a bizarre excuse to prevaricate in the past. The status of a temporary worker is a consumable in various emergencies.

Zhang Qiujin returned his attention to a copy on the table.

Game Strategic Layout: New Game Studio Support Program

He drew several circles on the word "new life" with his pen and fell into deep thought.

"It's not so easy to support a new studio. This time, the company has made a lot of money, tens of millions of incubation funds...... If you can't find a suitable target, I'm afraid this will be a bad move. ”

Zhang Qiujin shook his head, planning to find a time to ask Liu Bing, an old friend, to come out and talk, even if it was to give him some inspiration.

The night was not long, and the hour hand quickly reached the six position.

Monday morning was arguably the hardest time of the week.