The value is also very expensive, the value of each light bulb is about 30,000 US dollars, Zhang Lang counted Zhao Yaoyao's room, there are about 20 such voice-activated lights. @顶@点@novel www.23wx.com

In other words, the lighting facilities alone, the value of this room is more than 600,000 US dollars, and Zhao Yaoyao is simply a local tyrant among local tyrants.

Zhang Lang's eyes gradually adjusted to the intense beam.

He found himself and Zhao Xiaoyao in a sea of computers.

This room is about the same size as the living room, and it has to be 200 square meters, large and small, all of which are computers.

Dell's, HP's, Apple's......

All kinds of computers are densely packed in the room.

In addition to computers, there are also electronic devices that Zhang Lang can't say.

"Don't move that sensor, it's hard to debug." Zhao Xiaoyao opened a notebook in the center of the computer "Ocean" and reminded Zhang Lang, who was fiddling with the camera-like electronic products on the stand.

"Uh, okay, isn't this sensor expensive?" Zhang Lang asked, he had recently read about electronics in Anjura's study.

The more high-end electronic products, the more "tempered", and it is very difficult to deploy, so Zhang Lang naturally thinks that this camera-like electronic product is very valuable.

"It's not very expensive, the price can only be said to be average, 2 million US dollars." Zhao Yaoyao adjusted the notebook, held his eyes, and said casually.

"Ahem...... "People are more angry than people, Zhang Lang originally thought that Anjula, who drove a Porsche, was an invisible tyrant, but now he met someone like Zhao Yaoyao who took money and didn't pay money.

No, Zhao Yaoyao is no longer within the scope of local tyrants, it can be said to be a "god hero", no wonder Anjura shouted the banner of "fighting local tyrants" when he came to the door of Zhao Yaoyao's house.

"Well, take a look, is it from this Yenching University ID, 'call me Lei Feng', Ting has a unique name." Zhao Yaoyao fiddled with the keyboard and jumped out of the picture that Zhang Lang had only done in the Internet café.

"Uh, yes, how did you get into my account?" Zhang Lang was puzzled, it seems that from the beginning to the present, Zhao Yaoyao has not even asked for his ID account and password.

"Uh-huh, who called me a computer master, such a thing as cracking a password, of course, I came by myself, if I asked you for an account password, it would cost me more." Zhao Yaoyao snorted proudly, and then explained to Zhang Lang with his "master" values.

“……”

Forget it, the other party is a weirdo.

Zhang Lang also understood the strange temper of Anjula's friend, and he didn't care about it at the moment.

"The login address of your post is the rich Internet café in the west of the emperor's capital?" Zhao Yaoyao crackled at the computer for a while, and suddenly said.

"Well, that's right." Zhang Lang didn't bother to ask Zhao Xiaoxiao why he knew, and he must be a "computer master" again.

But thinking about Zhang Lang, he is a little afraid, Zhao Yaoyao can find the original address of the post so easily, it is really terrible, if you don't clean up the traces, maybe the Long Group can find it in a few days.

"Oh, that's it!" Zhao Yaoyao tapped on the keyboard and pressed the enter key, the picture on the notebook changed, and Zhang Lang's ID "Call me Lei Feng" completely disappeared from the Internet.

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, maybe I would have been discovered by the Long Group." Zhang Lang thanked him, but he said in his heart that even if he was discovered, it would be nothing, but Anjura was worried about him so he asked him to eliminate the traces.

Zhang Lang would like to make things bigger, in this case, he can teach Long Baima and the Long Group a lesson, let them know how much evil they have caused Young Master Zhang, and let them know why the flowers are so popular!

But...... The traces have been removed......

"You don't have to thank me, in fact, you have done a very good job, and you have changed the agent/manager ID, that is, I can find you out so quickly, if it is an ordinary computer expert, it will take at least a week." Zhao Xiaoyao said very confidently.

"Uh, hehe, hard work...... "It takes a week for a computer expert, and it only takes a minute for you to be old...... O great god......

But if this person is a computer expert, then maybe you know this person......

Zhang Lang thought of Gu Mengnan's "Silver Fox" USB flash drive, as well as the black and white USB flash drive of the Wuhu Gang, speaking of which, half of the reason why he came to the imperial capital was to find a computer master.

"Uh, Miss Zhao, do you recognize this thing?" Zhang Lang took out the USB flash drive that marked the "Silver Fox".

"What? You...... How did you have this thing! Zhao Xiaoyao snatched the "Silver Fox" USB flash drive in Zhang Lang's hand, looked at the USB flash drive carefully, and was very shocked.

"Well, it was given to me by a friend." Zhang Lang momo nose, it won't be so coincidental.

"Your friend...... How's it going? Zhao Yaoyao asked hesitantly.

"She's doing well." Zhang Lang replied, and by the way, he told Gu Mengnan about the basic situation.

Listening to Zhang Lang's words, Zhao Yaoyao's facial expression was indescribably wonderful, and after a while, he muttered: "Is this fate?" ”

"Uh, what's wrong with Miss Zhao? What kind of lifeless ......" Zhang Lang found that a computer master was chattering, and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Hmm...... Here's the thing......"

Zhao Xiaoyao roughly told Zhang Lang what happened half a year ago.

Only then did Zhang Lang know what it meant to be "a narrow road".

It turned out that when Zhao Yaoyao went to Nancheng to do things half a year ago, he happened to find out the black account of Gu Erye of the Wuhu Gang, and in line with the principle of "jealousy is like hatred", Zhao Yaoyao recorded Gu Erye's black account into a USB flash drive and handed it over to Gu Mengnan on Nancheng National Highway......

Later, Zhang Lang took the lead.

It was also on Nancheng National Highway that Zhang Lang rescued Gu Mengnan and Gu Mengmeng, who were chased and killed by Shen Bao......

It wasn't until not long ago, after Zhang Lang exterminated the Five Lakes Gang, that the matter came to an end......

I didn't expect the source of everything to be here-Zhao Yaoyao!

"Now that you know that the black account involves arms and drugs, the origin is unknown, and it is full of dangers. Why don't you do it yourself and give it to the two little girls? Zhang Lang was a little reproachful.

"This ...... I had something to ...... Well, that's right...... Something......" Zhao Yaoyao's face was red, and he seemed to be a little ashamed.

"There is something, no matter how big it is, is it important to fight the underworld?" Zhang Lang's tone was not good, this Zhao Yaoyao almost killed Gu Mengnan and Gu Mengmeng before.

You must know that the two girls had no weapons and no bodyguards at that time, but they held the black account, which was tantamount to "the husband is not guilty and guilty".

"Okay, okay, I can't say you, I owe you another favor." Zhao Yaoyao was helpless, she did feel a little guilty about Gu Mengnan's affairs.

"Okay, do you know this thing?" Zhang Lang took out the black and white USB flash drive taken out of the Yin-Yang Stone and handed it to Zhao Yaoyao.

"It's ......"

"What is this?" Zhao Yaoyao saw a black and white USB flash drive, indicating that he didn't know it.

"Didn't you say you owe me a favor? Then if you crack the information in this USB flash drive, you will return my favor. Zhang Lang said.

"Huh? It's so simple to return your favor, hum, look at this master. Zhao Yaoyao is full of confidence.

Zhang Lang handed over the black and white USB flash drive to Zhao Yaoyao.

Zhao Yaoyao plugged in the USB flash drive, opened the file, and his face changed instantly.

"Damn, the text of the White Russian Federation...... Wait, it's a little interesting......" The words like garbled characters changed in the sound of Zhao Yaoyao's keyboard tapping.

Zhang Lang had to admire, good guy, when the black and white USB flash drive was opened by himself, he thought it was a bunch of gibberish, but he didn't expect that he was really "1234567" by Zhao Yaoyao.

Zhang Lang watched Zhao Yaoyao quietly and cracked on the keyboard for more than ten minutes, and Zhao Xiaoyao suddenly stopped.

"Miss Zhao, what's wrong, have you encountered any difficulties?" Zhang Lang asked, the text in the black and white USB flash drive file has changed a lot, and it is closer to English.

However, in Zhang Lang's opinion, it is still a bunch of garbled characters.

"Huh!" Hearing Zhang Lang's question, Zhao Yaoyao was taken aback, turned his head, and asked, "When did you come to my room, Anjula?" ”

"I cough ...... up"

In this way, Zhang Lang was "invited" out of the computer room by Zhao Yaoyao in the name of his work, and went to finish dinner with An Jiula.

Zhang Lang and An Jiula stayed at Zhao Yaoyao's house for a night, and Zhao Xiaoyao didn't get it out.

The next day, Zhao Yaoyao, who had dark circles under his eyes, personally sent Zhang Lang and An Jiula back - just to the door of the villa, and they had to drive back by themselves.

When he returned to Anjura's house, Zhang Lang found that the road was completely open, the stone wall was gone, and the big pit was gone.

In one night, someone had already solved the "aftermath" after the strange things Zhao Yaoyao did.

Behind Zhao Yaoyao, there is really a huge power.

Zhang Lang thought so.

He was driving to Yenching University at the moment, and Anjura fell asleep in the passenger seat.

When he was sleeping, Anjura shouted "Senior brother, don't" or something, which made Zhang Lang very embarrassed.

What kind of dream is this senior sister having!

When I returned to Yenching University, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Because last night at Zhao Yaoyao's house, the three of them stayed up all night together, so Zhang Lang chose to go home with An Jiula to catch up on sleep.

It's cloudy today, with a southerly to southeasterly wind and a temperature of minus three degrees, making it perfect for sleeping.

It must have been a good day.

Zhang Lang was lying on the couch, closing his eyes and recuperating, in a good mood.

He doesn't have much to do now, at the moment he is just waiting for the results of Zhao Yaoyao to come out, and he is waiting for the director of the central hospital to come back.

And just like that, five days passed.

The board of directors of the Long Group has exploded.

Many people have asked Chairman Long Aotian to give some explanations on the matter of "Emperor Capital West Dry Well Gate".

Long Aotian was already exhausted.

In just over a week, the shares of all listed companies under the Long's Group have fallen.