170 Black Assassins
After discussing Yang Yiming's summer training plan without results, Yu Xiaochun walked out of his bedroom and was about to bow his head to his room, but suddenly saw a person sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"Little Scott!" After seeing the other party's face clearly, Yu Xiaochun made a lot of effort to not let himself shout.
Scott Kalonsky III. It was indeed him sitting on the couch. He wears headphones and puts his hands on his chest, his body sunk into the soft couch cushions, his legs apart, and he shakes to the music of the headphones. Seeing that Koharu noticed him, Scott nodded in response.
"Why are you here? How did you get in? Yu Xiaochun didn't dare to make a sound, so he had to lip sync, but the only thing that responded to him was the heavy metal music leaking from the cracks of Scott's headphones. Yu Xiaochun had no choice but to lead little Scott into his guest bedroom room and close the door before he could open his mouth and interrogate him properly.
1/
"How did you get here, how did you get in?"
"Hello, long time no see." Scott Jr. took off his headphones and greeted Yu Xiaochun. I don't know if I really didn't hear it, he chose to avoid answering Koharu's question.
"Long time no see!" Yu Xiaochun said perfunctorily, and asked reluctantly: "You haven't answered my question yet." How did you get here - and most importantly, how did you get into our room? โ
Yu Xiaochun found out that Little Scott was wearing a black dress from head to toe today, a black trench coat, black skinny pants, black boots, and even the vest inside the trench coat was black. Only his plain white face and the white diagonal stripe on one sleeve of his trench coat (which he later learned was a "warning line" design for the logo of a fashion brand called Off-hite, and each single piece of clothing cost at least four figures) were the only embellishments on his body. Little Scott, who looks like a "black assassin", is like returning to his home, rubbing his hair flattened by the headphones with his hands, and without taking off his shoes, he lies directly on Yu Xiaochun's bed:
"I told you there's a chance I'm going to visit you in Houston."
Yu Xiaochun frowned. Although he has lived in the United States for so long, he still has not adapted to the habit of American people going to bed without taking off their shoes. But he tried to look natural, saying, "It seems like there's such a thing... But I thought you'd say hello in advance. โ
"I just had time today, so I came over. What, isn't the timing right? โ
Yu Xiaochun raised his wrist and glanced at the time, staring at the hands that were close to four o'clock in the morning, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Forget it, there is nothing good or bad." You're a busy guy anywayโjust coming to Houston to say hello? โ
"Are you free today?"
"Today?!"
Little Scott shook his black boots on the bed and replied to Koharu with a "Today, of course" expression.
"You'd better tell me how you got in first." Yu Xiaochun felt a strong sleepiness suddenly grab him, and he couldn't help but yawn. It seems that little Scott has made up his mind, and instead of continuing to argue with him, he should figure out how he "sneaked" into this heavily guarded mansion while his mind is still barely working.
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"It's not difficult at all." Little Scott kicked his boots off with his two feet, tossed his hair back, and began to talk triumphantly. While listening to Yu Xiaochun, his narrative was imagined in his mind:
Finding out where Yu Xiaochun and Yang Yiming lived, according to Scott Jr., was a piece of cake. As the player's private information, the address of this residence was not leaked on the Internet, but the American address that Yu Xiaochun needed to leave when applying for a driver's license from the DMV still exposed him. Scott Jr. used a little "small means" to retrieve this information from the local DMV database in Houston.
The red-eye flight from Los Angeles to Houston was all sold out that day, but Scott Jr., a platinum card user of the airline, contacted the captain of the flight through the VIP line, who gave him a "seat for the airline employee" and opened a way for him to go to the tarmac, and he called an UBER to catch the plane five minutes before the flight. No problem.
USING THE SATELLITE NETWORK SIGNAL ON THE PLANE TO ARRANGE THE UBER AND TARMAC ACCESS FOR PICK-UP, AND GET OFF THE PLANE, LITTLE SCOTT CAN FLY AWAY WHILE OTHERS ARE STILL WAITING FOR THE SHUTTLE. Dashing.
With a two-and-a-half-hour flight from Los Angeles to Houston, and an hour's time difference between the Pacific and Central time zones, the midnight flight landed at 3:20 a.m. Fortunately, the pick-up was arranged in advance, and when UBER arrived in front of the mansion at the address, it was exactly 3:45. It's not too late.
But at this time, it must be a little inappropriate to knock on the door to trouble the owner. (But it's better than deciding to break in private, Yu Xiaochun secretly scolded her mother in her heart)
At that time, there were three "entrances" in front of Scott Jr.: the gate, the wall, and the lake.
On the UBER road from the airport to the mansion, Scott Jr. did another homework, using Google Earth to investigate the geographical location of the entire estate. The gate goes without saying; The fence is a brick wall around the manor, more than three meters high, which not only houses a power grid on it, but also installs cameras with automatic alarm functions every other section, even if it is a wild cat over the wall, it can trigger an alarm; The lake, at the far point of the mansion from the gate, has a semi-open lake, surrounded by dense forests and cliffs several people high, and although there is no more security, it is also the furthest from where Little Scott got off, at least twenty minutes on foot.
After a few seconds of hesitation, Scott Jr. quickly decided to use the most direct and daring "entrance": the gate.
The most dangerous places are often the safest.
His instincts were right.
After briefly studying the Bluetooth walkie-talkie at the gate, little Scott immediately walked away from the door with confidence, and hid under the shadow of a tree on the side of the road by taking advantage of the darkness of the night and the all-black outfit on his body (I really don't know if he was dressed like this to be a "thief", Yu Xiaochun thought). He took out his mobile phone, turned on the Bluetooth connection, connected to the management system in the background of the walkie-talkie, first gave his mobile phone an authorization to enter the door, and then directly suspended the recording function of the camera at the door position, and finally swaggered in as a legitimate visitor!
"Is it that simple?"
"yes, it's that simple." Scott Jr.'s understatement was like a description of an early morning stroll on the beach, and he continued: "You're all scared by the gate and the system. The more scary the guy, the more vulnerable it is. I added this authorization to myself, and if I think about it in the future, just like you guys, just take the Bluetooth card directly. โ
"But..."
"But you're worried about being photographed? Or do you leave a record in the background? Don't worry, I've already done it all..."
"Well, as long as the digital and technological stuff, you can handle it..."Yu Xiaochun gave up questioning. He remembered the first time he met Scott Jr. in Los Angeles, the setting of the room worthy of a professional hacker, and his many amazing recommendations later. Maybe it's the right choice to believe in the black-clothed person in front of you.
"So you're free today?" Scott Jr. interrupted his thoughts, "Come with me to meet that NASA scientist and see how good it is." โ
Only then did Yu Xiaochun remember that there was a more difficult headache than this black assassin who came and went freely!