Chapter Seventy-Three: Where Is He (1st Update)
"The other side is much more powerful than me, he may have released water to me at the beginning, in order to transfer data, and he actually has the leisure to disguise and erase the traces. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ji Zong's face is ugly.
He simply put the glass plate aside and reached out to turn on the power.
The display screen that was reconnected with the power came out with a bright green light, but it was not a normal boot desktop, on the light green background, the background was a round open eye, and there was even a trace of blood on the eyeballs, which looked particularly terrifying in this somewhat dark room.
Inky blue handwriting began to appear underneath the eyeballs.
"Why is the bracelet with you?" Mr. Ji looked at the dark blue words and fell into deep thought, he turned his head to look at An Mu, "So now it's time for you to give me an explanation?" ”
"What can I give you?" An Mu looked at the somewhat weird display screen in surprise, but he didn't expect that the boy seemed to be very unsimple.
Now that the data is in the hands of the other party, Mr. Ji has nothing to handle, so he simply wrote a sentence on the display screen I don't know.
More than ten seconds later, the inky blue handwriting reappeared, "Where is Song Jie?" ”
An Mu looked at the words that came out, and his face was speechless, "How do I know where he is, I also want to know." ”
"How can you give me back the data?" Mr. Ji wrote such a line on the display screen to answer the non-questioned.
This time, the green light on the display kept flashing, but no more response came.
In fact, where does Zhou Zhuo have time to keep staring at the bracelet to observe whether there is such a problem as financial theft at home or among friends, not to mention that now he has time to contact Shu Yahan, it is impossible to observe what is happening all the time. If Mr. Ji knew that what he lost to was just a piece of software, he would probably vomit blood.
The software incorporates all the data into the storage space of the bracelet at the first moment when the bracelet is connected to the display,It can't be transmitted to Zhou Zhuo's bracelet or the display screen,As for the weird changes in the reboot interface, they are all pre-set question banks,The program written by Zhou Zhuo can automatically make the most appropriate questions in judging the current environment。
But the question asked by Mr. Ji is obviously not in Zhou Zhuo's question bank, in fact, this is a loophole for Zhou Zhuo, he copied other people's information, and the other party would definitely think of returning the information, but he obviously forgot this key point when compiling the Q&A, and the other party directly ignored his question, resulting in the subsequent procedures not being able to continue in the normal order.
Mr. Ji's display screen seemed to be stuck, and only a big eyeball was left spinning in the center.
An Mu looked at the big eyeball with interest, "Who do you say this eyeball will be?" Do we want corneal recognition? "Since it's all software designed by people I know, is it possible that this is the boy called Song Jie, so that he can get some basic information he needs.
In fact, An Mu regretted it, why didn't he think of taking a photo and keeping it in his hand at that time, and now the difficulty of finding someone can be reduced a lot.
Adjusting his bracelet to the interface of recognition, for An Mu, as old as his age, is ability, so he is qualified to practice to the identity archive compiled by the state, and the projection of recognition is aimed at the rolling eyeball.
The blue light swept from top to bottom, over and over again. After a pause of more than a second in the light curtain floating in the air, a file with a photograph appeared.
"Song Zongren, also known as Ruhua, once participated in a hit film and television drama and became famous, and later participated in the ......" An actor who was famous decades ago, but his photo is simply not flattering, a man with a stubble face, wearing a wig and heavy makeup, squinting and picking at the camera.
This comes from Zhou Zhuo's funny bad taste, this eye is really connotative, containing a lot of broken men's hearts decades ago, what is it called to look at the back and be fascinated by thousands of troops, what is it that it is better to turn around than to be single, and the young lady who has put on makeup is still beautiful and moving when she looks at the back.
Once Zhou Zhuo was bored to watch the classic movies of the last century, and accidentally found such a character, he was shocked for a moment, and he once spent a period of time when three sentences were inseparable like flowers. When Evan chased him in the first year of high school, he always called Evan Ruhua with a disgusted face, and the little girl was very happy to think that someone was praising her, but later after the two confirmed the relationship, Zhou Zhuo no longer called her that.
The word "flower" is almost equivalent to full of memories in Zhou Zhuo's heart, so he always subconsciously uses it when designing software, maybe it was funny at first, but when he lost Evan, it was because of memories.
At the end of this file, there is a text that does not fit into this file. That was left by Zhou Zhuo who had hacked into the file system.
I once remembered that your smile bloomed like a flower, and I couldn't avoid your fragrance for many years.
An Mu looked at this file, he didn't have time to look at the content, the first time he saw the photo, he quickly closed the file, and the three words spicy eyes are used here is simply appropriate.
"Is there really no way you can crack the boot code of this bracelet?" Seeing that the plan to scan the cornea was so bankrupt, Anmu didn't want to spend it here.
The eyeballs swept and turned, giving people the feeling of being spied on, even if they knew that it was just a picture that kept circulating, but this was not contradictory to having that feeling, plus I had just seen such an unappetizing photo in this room, An Mu, the person who had caused trouble, was not aware at all.
"Then if you can't crack it, I'll leave first." Amber picked up a sun-protective suit that had just been placed on the arm of the sofa and stood up to leave.
Mr. Ji stared at him for a while, and finally didn't say anything, he still had to do something to figure out what was going on. Mr. Ji stared at the display screen that was still rolling his eyeballs with interest, very good, there has been nothing that has been so interesting to him for a long time.
Of course, if what is happening here now really lets Zhou Zhuo know, I'm afraid he still won't have any interest, after all, this person lost to a software he wrote so easily, and he hasn't discovered the truth yet, such an opponent will make him feel like abusing Xiaobai.
An Mu put the cloak on his body, in fact, he is not afraid of the sun, but he simply hates the light, likes the dark environment, the sun can't hurt him, but standing under the sun, he will involuntarily feel irritable and irritable, and can't maintain his elegant and slow image, which is different from his sister, no matter what the situation is, the sister is a look of not being able to do anything, and it feels useless to stir her emotions.
Moreover, the difference between his sister is that she is not very fond of blood, in his memory, he has never seen his sister suck any human blood, even if the blood is sweet and sweet, probably because of this reason, the sister is not very good-looking, and her face will even have some small freckles. She is too sympathetic and always persuades him to suck human blood, so every time her sister comes home from vacation, An Mu will always be honest for a while.
That's right, his name is Han Anmu, Han Sitian's brother.
The sun is hot and intense, at this time, few people will choose to go out of the house, the environment is dry and quiet, he is wearing a white sunscreen suit, like a walking luminous body, obviously brighter than the surrounding environment.
This large luminous body has been walking for several streets, attracting the attention of people who rarely appear on the street.
Anmu didn't like to sit in electronic machines, or cars, and he was a very old man, and he always felt that things that suddenly developed were dangerous, like some people who suddenly appeared.
It's easy to hide some homeless soul on something like that, and the thought of it makes him feel uncomfortable as a territorially conscious creature.
But sun-exposed roads don't, and in the strong sunlight, the ghosts will just hide or disappear with the sun.
I walked back to the street where Night Charm was, and if anyone appeared on this street at this moment, they would be surprised to find a man in a white sunscreen suit disappearing through the wall. And then that person might be included in the store's customer list as well, because for everyone who discovers the secrets of this place will have people who need blood relatives to go hunting, like his rations.
The music in the night charm was still too noisy, which made An Mu subconsciously frown. To be honest, he doesn't really like a noisy environment, but this place is necessary for its existence.
On the way to the bar, many of the people who were dancing on the dance floor greeted him with a smile when they saw him, and An Mu put away the magic of impatience and smiled in response.
"Hey, Anmu, do you want to dance together?" Xi Xiaofeng is a hot royal sister blood family, and she is also an old customer of this nightclub, she always likes to come to the front of the bar to chat with An Mu about her love life for hundreds of years, complaining that she is a leftover blood clan, but An Mu doesn't seem to understand her hints openly and secretly, and the chat is always evasive.
So often there can be a scenery in the night charm, Xi Xiaofeng sat in front of the bar, looking at An Mu who was doing nothing in the bar with affection, and within twenty meters nearby, a group of men stared at Xi Xiaofeng's bare long legs and drooled.
An Mu himself was too lazy to socialize with these women, except for when it was shipped, but seeing that Xi Xiaofeng didn't mean to ask for the goods at the moment, he simply invited him to dance, so he didn't think much about it and rejected her directly.
There was still a person sitting in the bar, Han Sitian looked at the lights with colored light flashing in the center of the dance floor with his hands on his cheeks, usually when An Mu was at the bar, there were always some female blood clans around him from time to time, but now that he was gone, the area around the bar was deserted.
"I'm sorry for you." An Mu bypassed the small door of the bar, folded the sunscreen clothing he had taken off, and put it in a small cabinet under the bar. "There's nothing for you here, you can go home first."
"Are you going home? At night. Han Sitian was still sitting, holding his chin with his hands and not moving.
The home is completely decorated according to his sister's aesthetics, although the house is not said to be a sun room, but it is always transparent, and the brightness is much brighter than here, so he rarely goes back, An Mu heard her question, reached out and touched her head, "I want to watch the scene here at night, I can't go back, good, you go home first." ”
"I'm not too small." Han Sitian frowned and avoided An Mu's outstretched hand.
"Yes, you're not young, but my hundred-year-old guy can't take care of you, a twenty-year-old girl." An Mu looked at Han Sitian helplessly.
"I'll tell you, I went out and met a few interesting people this time." Han Sitian's feet kicked to the ground, the bar chair turned in a circle, and she faced An Mu's face standing in the bar, and leaned her back against the bartender. "Can't the Bloods really have friends?"