"You're really sick, you, you're wrong" A fat house sat in front of the computer, heard the words coming from the mobile phone, and couldn't wait to press the hang up button with his white fat fingers.

Then I quickly found a piece of paper on the desktop and wrote down the ID number.

"Whose phone is it?" asked from the room, shrill and piercing—you didn't have to look at it to know it was a nagging mother.

"It's annoying to make a sales call!"

After the fat house finished speaking, he propped himself up with his short arms and glanced at the door, confirming that his mother was chasing the drama in the house and had no intention of coming this way. He took a pair of scissors and walked to the bathroom, locking the door as soon as he entered the bathroom.

Sit on the toilet, buckle the phone card, cut it with scissors, and throw it into the flush toilet.

The fat house nested in such a small space in the bathroom, and squatted on the toilet, he was already a little breathless, and it was difficult to do such a meticulous job for his fat hands, and he was tired and panting after doing it.

The fat house stood up, hung his back, let out a long sigh of relief, and then pressed the flush button hard, and with a bang, the cut phone card was swirled into the sewer in the whirlpool.

Seeing the phone card disappear from sight, he felt much more relaxed, and muttered in a low voice: Die Ah Xiang, even if you die, you will have to be killed sooner or later.

Then I went back to the computer, my fingers crackled on the keyboard, and I saw the interface of the inpatient management system of the ** central hospital appear on the screen. After the patient's admission information was called up, the fat house wrote down the ward number 3-5.

As he clicked on the cross in the upper right corner of the patient's information page, he stopped and noticed an attachment hanging from the bottom of the page: it was a scanned social security card with a one-inch photo of the patient.

With just one glance, the fat house understands. Ay!

Then he hacked into the traffic network, and looked at the camera distribution around the central hospital in the road network camera distribution map. Draw dots and crosses on a piece of paper, and then quietly close the web page and delete the login browsing history.

After finishing this, the fat house looked at the drawings and symbols he had drawn, got up and put on a coat, buttoned a hat on his head, and grabbed the key. shouted at the back room: "Mom, I'll go out and take a breath"

"Walk around for a while, lose weight, you're too fat," a sentence was thrown out of the room.

"......" the fat house was speechless, she was really her mother, and she was the key to every sentence.

The fat house picked up the paper with the symbol on the table, threw it down the toilet, and flushed it down the drain.

"Why do you keep messing with that flush toilet, go out to the toilet, it's a bang, it affects my ......." Another sentence was thrown out of the room.

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of a "bang" closing the door.

The fat house went out and went straight to the largest library in M City. When I arrived at the ** library, I entered the door and turned to the left-hand side, standing at the door of the elevator hall and waiting for the elevator.

The elevator came, and before he could get in, the elevator was full. He continued to wait for the elevator, and after a while, the elevator came again, and as soon as he stepped into it, the elevator chatted and screamed, the fat house was too familiar with this sound, this is the elevator overloaded!

He looked at the people in the elevator in embarrassment, retracted the foot he had stepped into, and watched the elevator go up.

Waiting for the next elevator to come, there are almost no people in the elevator room, and someone came to see that the elevator has not arrived, so they chose to climb the stairs, and the library has a total of four floors, and it doesn't take much effort to climb up.

So on this elevator, there is only a fat house and a little cutie. Entering the elevator, Xiao Meimei pressed the 4th floor, looked back at the fat house, and asked him how many floors he went to.

"Oh" Fat House took two steps forward a little reluctantly, pressing 2 floors!

That's right, it's 2 floors! The fat house waited for three elevators, which took fifteen minutes. It is to take the elevator to the 2nd floor.

The little cutie did not hesitate to reward the fat house with a white eye!

Fat House went directly to the library at the end of the corridor on the second floor, and the wall read: Chinese books for social sciences.

The library is fifty or sixty square meters, and there are a total of 12 bookshelves in the wide area in the middle, each of which has an index attached to it, and the side of the collection is labeled, which is neat and orderly.

Fat House came to the fifth bookshelf, the bookshelf has a total of six layers, and the fat house counted the second layer above and took down the 12th book. Turning to page 10, I used the pen I brought from home to simply copy the picture I had drawn, and the handwriting was pale yellow after the pen was written. The fat house blew it, the handwriting became lighter and fainter, and finally the picture disappeared!

He flipped to page 35 again, folded it in the corner, and put the book back in its place.

Out of the library, the fat house is stuck in the elevator room on the second floor. After waiting for four waves of white eyes and criticism along the way, I finally successfully got on the elevator from the second floor when the fifth elevator arrived.

The elevator reached the first floor, and the fat house walked out of the elevator room, ready to go to the west door of the library. He crossed the hall from east to west, and saw a familiar figure running all the way from west to east, rolling up bursts of peach blossoms, winning countless favors, and the girls around him hid their faces and whispered, looking forward to teasing.

If you don't study at a good police academy, you can live a chic life, but let me say what are you doing, the fat house walks by itself. The one-inch bareheaded photo of the girl on the social security card flashed in my mind, and a faint uneasiness rose from the bottom of my heart.

The fat house went out of the west gate of the library, and went around to the path to the south of the library, where broad-leaved trees were planted on both sides of the road, green and shaded like a cover, with a beautiful shape, and the air under the shade was moist and oxygen-abundant, so that people could breathe smoothly and refresh when they stood below. Of course, the fat house didn't stand here to get drunk, he tilted his head through the gap in the broad leaves of the tree, looked at the window of the library at the corner of the fifth floor, and then slowly turned around and moved in the direction of home in the shade of the tree.

Ah Xiang went straight to the library at the corner of the fifth floor, in front of the fifth bookshelf, recalled their call record at 12:10 on May 20, successfully got the book marked by the fat house, tore off the 10th page, smoothed the folded feet of the 35th page, and then took off the gloves and rubbed the gloves into his pockets. Walking briskly out of the library, he glanced at the window of the library as he reached the door, through which he could faintly see the lush greenery of the street.

Ah Xiang's mind flashed the fat house he saw downstairs, and if he asked him to go, he would definitely walk in the shade of the trees - those places that the camera couldn't photograph. Hehe, Ah Xiang smiled unkindly, that guy may think that he is not photogenic enough.

When the fat house fell into Ah Xiang's hands for the first time, he was grabbed and pressed to the ground by Ah Xiang, and he covered his face and begged for mercy: Close the door! Don't take pictures! The rest is up to you. ”

Ah Xiang couldn't help but laugh, "Why are you closing?" ”

"My mom hates it when someone suddenly bursts in and steps on my carpet, especially the police," said Fat House with a sad face.

"I, I'll go, your mother is ......" Ah Xiang said, this TM is really the most bullish logic I've ever heard in my life.

"But your mom isn't at home!"

"She'll be back soon!"

"Then why aren't you allowed to take pictures?"

"I'm not photogenic."

"Which eye of yours looks at me like a policeman! Let me take a picture of you, save it! ”

"You're not a cop, ah, no, look at me nervous! The fat house turned his head and looked at Ah Xiang, "That's right, you're not like a policeman, the police aren't as foolish as you." ”

"Really?" Ah Xiang said and added some strength to the arm of the fat house.

"Ah, oops, pain, pain, pain, like, like, too much like a policeman, it's a policeman" The fat house howled out a pig's cry!

"Say, why do you want to be in the black hotel registration system?" Ah Xiang asked.

"I don't, I really don't!" The fat house hadn't recovered just now, grinning with bared teeth and purple on his face.

Ah Xiang saw that this fat house was indeed tortured quite miserably, so he let go of his hand. "I'm not a police officer anyway, tell me how you did it, the hotel's registration system is connected to the public security system, you dare to hack!"

After the fat house was let go, he glanced at Ah Xiang with vigilant eyes, and after making sure that this kid would not fly over and punch and kick him, he relaxed and lay on the ground, panting.

"You get up!" Ah Xiang glared at him.

"Okay, okay, I'll ...... it"

The fat house was chattering on the ground for a long time, Ah Xiang thought he was going to get up, but he saw that the fat house used all his strength, stood up and pulled his body, turned over, oh my God, he was lying on his back on the ground!

"Okay, you lie down and answer me" Ah Xiang lit a cigarette.

"Are you sure you're not a police officer, you're sure you won't be held accountable, are you sure you didn't record it?"

"Damn, just get comfortable, you're going to have itchy skin, right?" said Ah Xiang as he threw away the cigarette and was about to greet him with his fist.

"I said, I said, one of my buddies knew a girl, and he opened a room with someone without knowing the details. Afterwards, the woman called him and said that the family did not approve of their relationship. ”

"Say something I don't know, don't try to play tricks!" Ah Xiang said and put his fist to his mouth and sighed.

"Don't worry, listen to me, the woman said that her family doesn't agree with their relationship, especially her husband! The fat house secretly glanced at Ah Xiang.

"Excellent" Ah Xiang flew over, only to hear the pig wailing again.

"My buddy sleeps with someone, why are you kicking me" The fat house was inexplicably beaten again, lying on the ground and yelling.

"Whoever makes you careless in making friends, then you hack the hotel registration system, and find that the records are automatically uploaded to the public security system. You follow the black police system. You think that the public security system is your home, and if you say that the hack comes in, you will hack in, and if you say that the record will be deleted, the record will be deleted, and if you are not afraid, I will send you to the police station and sue you for the crime of threatening public safety. Ah Xiang pulled the corners of his mouth when he said this, revealing a smile, "At that time, there were police officers who took pictures of you, one front and two sides, and a ruler next to it!" ”

Ah Xiang said, picked up a clothes pole next to him as a height ruler, and gestured next to the fat house's head.

"Dude, I heard that my husband is practicing taekwondo, and I am afraid that I will find out the opening record and block him to gain weight again, so I begged me to delete it" After listening to Ah Xiang's words, the fat house beat a drum in his heart. "Officer, just spare me, I didn't do anything, I really can't do it, I'll restore the record, okay?"

"Are you so arrogant? Delete if you want, and restore if you want. Ah Xiang looked at the fat house with interest, and I have to say that this kid really has two brushes.

"You mess with me, I'll cover you in the future, or send you to the police station to take pictures, you choose." Ah Xiang made a joke about the fat house.

"Handsome guy, it doesn't end well, then I'll mess with you, I really don't want to take pictures, I'm not in the picture!" The fat house saw that although this boy was fierce, he really didn't want to arrest him into the game, so he put his mind at ease.

"Handsome guy, ask you, how do you know that I hacked into the public security system?"

"I ......" Ah Xiang choked to death by this sentence. patted his chest with his hand, and said with a smile: "If you don't say that no one covers you, it's really not good, you are a pig, just delete that piece of information." ”

"Oh, oh, it's careless" The fat house also laughed with Ah Xiang, and scratched it on his head with his fat hand, "I should have deleted a few more, why am I so stupid!" ”

"You, you also, delete a few more, delete a few more, delete a few more, I'll let you, delete a few more, I'll let you delete ......" Ah Xiang grabbed the clothes pole and knocked on the fat house's head, and said a word, knock it, with a sense of rhythm.

"Hey, yo!" The pig wailed again......