"Need my help?" The speaker was a woman, carrying a backpack of more than 30 liters, crouching next to Anna, with a quietness that was different from most Americans, and spoke slowly and logically.

Next to her was a boy, in the crowd, touching the back of his head at a loss.

"Hello, my name is Annabella, you can call me Anna, can you please help me line up." Anna's official name is Annabella Hansen, and Anna is just a name among acquaintances, just like Garcia's full name is Emma Garcia, and Anna and Maya only call her Garcia.

"My name is Jenma Simmons, then you can call me Simmons, this is my brother Leo Fitz." It turned out to be the super popular CP group in S.H.I.E.L.D., the famous Simmons Fitz.

According to the time, the two of them were still in the doctoral stage, and Anna remembered that their teacher was Dr. Hall, who should have followed Dr. Hall out for a long time.

Simmons picked up Anna, her body was soft, with a fragrance, and her eyes were soft and comfortable. Due to the long time of burying the case and researching the literature, the body is thin, like most high school students, with slightly hunched shoulders. This is also a common problem in academics, lack of exercise, resulting in too loose back muscles.

On the other side, Fitz had just left the laboratory environment and arrived in a lively place, a little uncomfortable and cramped.

The teachers were in contact with each other, and after a while, a student came out of the staff and came over to greet Fiz Simmons.

"What about Dr. Hall."

"The teacher and Professor Cervig went to the sculpture park." Fitz habitually touched the back of his head, and Fitz was a little more comfortable with an acquaintance present.

The two brothers' brothers arranged everything, picked up Fiz Simmons' luggage and looked at Simmons and Anna.

Simmons hugged Anna and looked around, "Anna, what about your parents." ”

It turned out that Simmons had just been playing with her, and Anna felt neglected and shouted, "I'm not here to play, I want to confirm the registration." ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and several people thought that the children of the faculty and staff had sneaked out to coax them, and they would drill wherever there were many people.

By the time Anna explained the situation, Simmons and Fitz were still incredulous, and Anna had no choice but to explain that she had run errands for her mother, Maya.

A white lie, and no one doubted it.

Anna is short, and even the urinal is a cut higher in Europe and the United States, and so is the platform, and Anna can only surpass the platform when she straightens her arms, and the staff doesn't notice it at all.

Simmons picked up Anna and put her on the stage, and soon Anna was the center of attention.

The on-site staff are all students, teachers and young people from the Internal Affairs Office, who noticed the glutinous rice balls on the stage, motherly love was overflowing, super enthusiastic, took snacks from the fruit bowl and fed them, rubbed the oil by the way, and kneaded it with one paw on the left and one on the right, which made Anna annoyed, and they all wanted to carry out the sixth-level electromagnetic rail cannon to bombard them.

The picture was not very good, Anna endured it, she came to do business, took out a copy from the small satchel and handed it to the teacher.

The staff confirmed the information, printed out the color tag, loaded the identity card inside, put it on with a blue band, and handed it to Anna.

The photo is Maya Hansen's, but Anna knows that face recognition is needed to enter the venue at that time, Maya's photo, Anna's face, how to recognize.

Secretly dropped an EMP bomb with a magnet on it, which was immediately sucked into the hand.

Press the button, the electromagnetic pulse is released, and the electromagnetic wave gushing out sharply affects the current, and the computer voltage is unstable, and everyone will only blindly think that the blue screen is caused by computer overclocking.

The screen flickered.

"What's going on with the computer?" The staff took a picture of the computer,It's only 07 years at this time.,It's the classic XP system.,The staff also knows,The most criticized thing about the XP system is its blue screen.,Overclocking is a blue screen.,So don't doubt him.,Restart the machine.。

Here we go.

In front of everyone, Anna took out her handheld and played the game openly.

The computer entered the boot page again, connected to the wireless network, and the data flow appeared on Anna's handheld, and the staff didn't expect that the WIFI he was using now had been stolen by Anna, and all Internet information had to pass through Anna's gateway.

The web page sends a request packet, the gateway sends a response packet, and the hexadecimal code pours out on the handheld.

Time was in a hurry, and Anna couldn't make a decoder, so she simply scanned her memories with her eyes.

The encoding jumps too fast, even Anna, with a super high IQ of 220, feels tired to accurately capture IP packets in the vast data, and the version, header length, and slice offset.

account number, Anna mentioned the ASCII code and hit it in her heart, the password, and also divided it into upper and lower case digits.

Oh, you're done.

After getting the account password, Anna can modify the registration information through the VPN background operation.

As soon as she turned her head and saw Fitz staring at her, Anna scratched her hair, embarrassed, the squares kept piling up, piling up to the top of the screen, and the GAMEOVER had jumped out of the handheld for a long time.

And Anna had been staring at the screen just now.

Looking at Fitz's eyes, it seemed that he was suspicious.

But even if Fitz was suspicious, Anna intercepted the data directly from the physical layer, and the screen displayed the original code, and the account and password were all compiled in ASCII code, and he would be hell if he could figure it out.

Anna and Fizz Simmons said goodbye to each other, commissioned someone else to load the materials onto the balance bike, and went back leisurely.

On the way, I almost ran into Garcia driving a Chevrolet.

On the other side, two of Dr. Hall's students returned to the hotel, and Simmons inquired when he saw that Fitz was frowning for a moment.

Fitz scratched at his hair: "Do you think Anna is a little weird." ”

"No, I think Anna is cute, I want to sleep with her." Simmons said, a flush broke out on her cheeks, and when she picked up Anna just now, she noticed that the little girl was fleshy, and she wanted to bite the little girl's cheek.

Fitz sighed, took out a marker pen and wrote the words "45 00 05 DC": "Do you recognize this, I found it on the screen of her handheld, and the text kept popping up at the top of the screen. ”

"I'm just paying attention to her playing with cubes." Simmons said that she guessed that it was hexadecimal, which was used on computer networks, and Simmons had a Ph.D. in physics, and now she is only studying for her second degree, so she knows a rough idea of computers.

In fact, if Daisy Johnson were here five years later, she would know what the eight hexadecimals stand for, and the head of the message, a hacker like her, has a corresponding sensitivity when there is too much packet scraping.

When I got home, Garcia was already there, and I brought back a lot of conference materials, and even if I listened to a lecture, I had a preview to study and review, Garcia was not very talented, and it was all about hard work to be the assistant director of the institute.

Anna returned to her private workshop, connected to the official website of the conference with a VPN, entered her account password, cut out the photo from the file, and replaced her own.