There's a lot of work at the end of the month.,Update a chapter to make do with it...... Back to normal next month.

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With the development of technology, the place where people live is also changing.

In Denver, USA, people found it more convenient to build a new urban area than to renovate an old one. The backward old town began to be abandoned, and people moved into the newly built town. Only a few poor and homeless people remained in the old town.

Twenty years ago, a city that was once prosperous has now become a deserted slum. However, not all of the people who remain here are poor:

- A woman like Christine is an anomaly in the Old Town.

Christine is very pretty. He has waist-length blond hair, big dark green eyes, a small nose and mouth, and a fiery body that is enough to make a man squirt blood. If she goes to the modeling industry to develop, she may become a generation of supermodels.

It's a pity that this guy who could have lived by his face always hides alone in a room of less than 50 square meters every day, accompanied by almost a room full of electronic equipment and wires, completely wasting his beautiful appearance.

In addition to staying alive, she has "given up" almost the entire real world.

And in the digital virtual world where she has devoted most of her time, her famous name is also known to everyone.

- Codename "Black Dahlia", the king of hackers in the American West!

She has broken through the Pentagon and CIA's data protection systems three times, and she is still at large, plus she has accepted various commissions, which is enough to show her high skills.

As expected, today will be another uneventful day.

Lying on the dirty folding bed, Christine slowly opened her eyes, her messy blonde hair bulging, making her seem to have lion's sideburns, wearing only a bandeau and shorts, looking like a hopeless otaku.

Slowly getting out of bed and moving her limbs, she set her eyes on the thirty-seven-inch LCD screen in the middle of the room, surrounded by two small servers, and the screen was densely packed with hundreds of lines of small green letters, but it was enough to read the last line:

852/1394。

"Damn, it's slow."

She muttered as she took out a can of frozen sardines from the Xiaoice box next to her bed, opened the cap and poured the slimy mess inside onto the plate, then casually threw the plate into the microwave to heat up.

It's been nearly a month since I received the task of breaking through the firewall of Pulse Entertainment Group from an anonymous employer.

Over the course of the month, she tried various methods to break the firewall of Pulse Entertainment, the company that operates Paradise at War worldwide, mostly in failure.

She really couldn't figure out why it was just a company that made games, and the protection was so tight, even stronger than the defense departments of most countries in the world!

From AES advanced encryption to backpack algorithms, the difficulty of perverted problems has created a solid security barrier for Pulse Entertainment's database, and even she has no way to do it.

In addition, Christine is well aware that if she uses an intrabrain imaging device, she will be at risk of being discovered.

Hacking in the "Domain" requires a quick solution, and if you waste a long time, not only will you have a high chance of being discovered, but your own body will not be able to bear it.

She once experienced the situation of infusing herself with glucose in a hanging bottle, staying in the field for three days and three nights to complete the cracking, and the feeling of weakness of "being hollowed out" when she woke up is still fresh in her memory.

That hellish experience, Christine doesn't plan to do it again at all.

So now, she has also given up on breaking through the headquarters of Pulse Entertainment in the field, and instead uses the old-fashioned equipment in her hands and begins to forcibly calculate the secret key.

It is conceivable that this rude and untechnical cracking mode is naturally slow. At the current rate, it will take about a week to complete.

"Oh, it's boring......"

Brushing aside the long blond hair that was scattered in front of her eyes, and seeing that the numbers on the screen still hadn't changed, Christine let out a long sigh.

Just then, a screen on the other side of the room lit up a dangerous red light, and at the same time a shrill alarm sounded.

"What's going on?" Christine frowned and walked quickly over to the computer that was being used as a security monitor.

Through concealed monitors and electromagnetic induction systems set up nearby, the computer will sound an alarm whenever a person carrying a large metal object comes within a kilometer of it.

With the word "ARNING" displayed on the screen, Christine turned off the alarm page and opened the simulation of the electromagnetic induction system, and was immediately startled.

A large group of figures greeted, and a team of more than thirty people was walking briskly towards the building where they were. With the exception of a bald man at the front, everyone else wore something like a simple helmet on their heads.

And the angular metal objects carried by these people can be known by just looking at the shape.

- They all carried rifles.

“Fuck……”

The microwave turned off with a clang, but Christine was clearly not in the mood to eat now, and she frowned as she watched the large number of gunmen getting closer and closer to the building she was in, and then turned her gaze to a small remote control device next to the bed.

It looked like a remote-controlled racing car controller with a sticker of Mickey Mouse on it, but Christine knew exactly how dangerous it was.

If she did, her current location would have been exposed, and if she didn't want to spend the rest of her life in prison, she would have to throw away most of her equipment and flee elsewhere.

This will undoubtedly devastate her and she won't be able to hack for a while, but—

The group of people on the screen was moving very fast, only five hundred meters from their hiding place.

"No way......"

Christine's heart was crossed, she picked up the remote control at the head of the bed, closed her eyes and counted three.

Three.

Two.

One.

She pressed the button with her long, white fingers, and the ground beneath her feet shook, and the expensive equipment in the room slammed into each other with a crisp knocking sound.

Through the window, you can see a cloud of crimson smoke slowly rising and rapidly turning grayish. A deafening explosion followed.

Christine walked to the computer screen that had just issued the alarm and looked at the monitoring screen of the electromagnetic induction system, only to see a terrifying crater still smoking on the ground, with a diameter of 20 meters, and more than 30 people next to it were all blown to the ground.

“BINGO！ It's time to withdraw. ”

What she detonated was a closed abandoned gas pipe underground. Although it has been out of use for many years, the combustible gas sealed inside is still enough to become a lethal weapon.

This was the most terrifying line of defense that Christine had prepared, and she wouldn't want to use it if it weren't for the fact that there were so many people coming this time.

"They should all be dead."

Christine, who was about to leave, glanced at the computer screen again, and was immediately speechless by the picture on the screen.

- Most of the people who were blown to the ground just now stood up, except for a few people who were directly blown to slag and broke their legs, the others looked like they were not hurt at all.

The enemy's speed of action did not slow down in the slightest, but instead accelerated and rushed over!

"How is that possible?"

An unbelievable expression appeared on Christine's beautiful cheeks:

Judging from the electromagnetic induction screen, these people must be flesh and blood, yes, except for the helmet on their heads and the guns they carry, there are no metal objects.

But how could flesh and blood survive the terrifying explosion?

In the event of such a massive explosion at close range, even if you are lucky enough not to suffer skin injuries, your internal organs will definitely be shattered. How could they still be alive?

Seeing that the enemy had entered the building, Christine quickly typed a few lines of commands on the computer and turned on the switch of the automatic machine gun.

As soon as more than 20 people poured into the corridor, they were "warmly welcomed" by three M134 six-barreled aviation machine guns, and the inevitable torrent of bullets frantically poured on the intruder's body, and the corridor was suddenly full of blood.

"It should be okay this time."

Christine stared at the hellish sight in the hallway in the monitor, and her eyes widened again.

- Something unexpected happened again.

Of the more than 20 people who were sieveed by bullets, only the first few people fell, and the large group in the back did not respond to several bullets, standing in place and melting three M134s into scrap metal with pulse rifles.

"Are they really people?"

Christine froze in place, stunned, and the chill that erupted from her chest spread rapidly throughout her body.

Gotta get out of here!

Christine, who was dressed very "coolly", rushed to the window and prepared to jump out of the window to escape.

This is the third floor, and jumping directly will definitely hurt you a lot. But even then, it's better than being caught by something terrifying that doesn't know if it's a human or a ghost.

She pushed the window open and was about to jump down......

"It's a pity that a beauty like you died."

With a brutal banter, a huge and strong figure crashed straight into the room through the window, violently pushing her to the ground. Christine could feel a "click" in her spine, a sharp pain running down her back and all over her body, accompanied by a sense of powerlessness and despair.

"Let it go...... Open...... I ......" She struggled feebly, trying to break free from the large hands that held her back.

The bald man who pressed on her, with a hideous smile on his face, pulled out a syringe from his waist and injected the drug inside into Christine's neck:

"You just get some sleep first."

The scene in front of her began to blur, exuding an unreal aura of confusion, and Christine's consciousness gradually faded away, and she soon lost consciousness completely.

……

"Hmm......"

After some time, Christine shook her head, let out a muffled grunt, and then came to her senses instantly.

"Damn, what kind of place is this?"

Looking around, you will be greeted by the dark blue metal walls that are particularly cold. She struggled to lower her head, and found herself in a blue prison robe, firmly fastened to the red and black chair by dozens of metal chains. Except for his head, he was completely immobile.

"Help!"

Although she knew that it was futile, she couldn't help but shout for help:

"Help me!"

Ahead there was the grinding sound of an electronic door opening, followed by the footsteps of leather shoes, and a man walked into the room: "Don't waste your strength. ”

Christine raised her head and cast a resentful gaze at the man in front of her.

It was a man in a crumpled gray suit, a wide-brimmed hat, and a suave look.

He stood two meters away from Christine, pulled over an iron chair next to him and sat down, and then nodded to the woman tied to the chair: "I'm Carremont." ”

Even without knowing this guy, Kristen had already guessed who had caught her:

"Pulse Entertainment people?"

"You're smart." Carremont smiled slightly, apparently admitting.

"It's amazing, you can find my place." Christine sneered.

In this situation, even if she wanted to escape, it was completely impossible, and she wisely gave up the struggle, just looking coldly at Karaymond in front of her.

"Don't underestimate our data security experts, 'Black Dahlia'." Karemont looked at the tightly bound beauty in front of him, and said with an interested look, "You know what? In fact, I am the person who entrusted you with the attack on Pulse Entertainment, and in order to locate your location, we have been working hard for a long time at the risk of our own firewall being breached. ”

"What's the matter with me?" Christine asked straight to the point.

Obviously, the other party didn't want to kill herself, otherwise she would have done it directly in Denver, and there was no need to lock her up here.

"We need your strength, your hacking skills, to be exact." Carremont gets straight to the point: "There's a mysterious guy who's been hacking us lately, and I hope you can help us catch him." ”

"Don't expect me to help you." Christine said angrily. Although she was afraid of death, she was not so timid as to help the enemy without hesitation in order to survive.

Carremont seemed to have expected her reaction, and still looked polite and polite, and said: "As far as I know, the 'Black Dahlia' is very interested in the development of military science and technology, which is why it invades the Pentagon and CIA databases, right?"

Hearing this person say something completely unrelated to the current situation, Christine glared at him: "What does this have to do with you?" ”

As if he was saying some secret, Karemont leaned into Christine's ear and whispered, "Do you want to join the world's most cutting-edge military science and technology research institute?" ”

"Hmph." Christine sneered: "It's just a game company, what nonsense." ”

As one of the world's top super-hackers, Christine knows a lot of "insider information" that ordinary people can't see in their lifetime, but she has never heard of Pulse Entertainment being involved in arms development, so she naturally dismisses Karemon's words.

Seeing that Christine didn't buy it, Carremont was not in a hurry, sat back in his chair and explained: "Our company has seven research institutes, which are scattered in North America, Europe and Asia. ”

"Among them, the first, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh research institutes are all making games, and only the second research institute has nothing to do with games, and is responsible for the secret development of military science and technology."

Speaking of this, a proud smile appeared on Carremont's face: "Welcome to the second research institute in Alaska, I will show you the real technology of our company." ”