As if anticipating Juan's return to him, K invited Juan to sit down on the reception couch and then instructed him in the tone of his senior:

"Juan, do what we do, at all times, stay calm."

Juan immediately straightened his attitude and accepted it humbly: "Senior K, you are right, I am Meng Lang, please give me advice." ”

K, who seemed to feel that Juan was a teachable child, continued:

"First of all, we have to figure out what the hell is going on."

Juan took out a small notebook and put it on his lap and listened attentively.

"Teacher" K began to explain: "Obviously, the government, headed by President Black Light, has set up a surveillance department.

"This department seems to be very good at using the Internet to obtain intelligence.

"It's very mysterious, even a veteran Coalition Investigation Agency agent like me doesn't know about its existence, so we might as well give it a code name for ease of expression."

Juan suddenly thought of something, and he interrupted:

"The Office of Rumor Censorship, which was set up some time ago -- its job is to monitor the network, is divided into a department called the NSA.

"Then there is reason to think that one of the tasks that this NSA is responsible for is to use the network to obtain intelligence.

"And I asked Agent J about it, and he said that there is no such department, because 'NSA' is 'No Such Agency' - there is no such agency.

"But I've always suspected that this department really exists, because the Rumor Review Office can't really be in the air.

"This is not in line with the organizational structure model of government agencies, otherwise, it will be very inconvenient to pay wages or receive benefits."

K nodded in agreement: "Your suspicions are well-founded, so it seems that this NSA is probably playing tricks."

"After all, the government should no longer set up two departments with overlapping powers, and the battle between the Coalition Investigation Bureau and the Central Intelligence Agency is enough for them to learn a lesson."

Speaking of this, K added in a mocking tone: "Only a brainless agent like J would think that the 'NSA' is 'without this bureau'." ”

Juan jotted down "NSA" in a small notebook and drew a black frame on it.

K continued: "The NSA should have been in existence for at least 20 years from the earliest people who were monitored in the document, but this model of mass surveillance of the population actually existed thousands of years ago. ”

Juan interrupted with some impatience: "Senior K, I'm not interested in history, can you tell me why the NSA was able to collect the archive in my brain chip?" Shouldn't the brain chip be operated only by me? ”

K shook his fingers from side to side and said, "No, no, in addition to myself, the program providers of the brain chip can also operate the chip in your brain, and they even have higher operating authority than you."

"The NSA should have been authorized by the program vendor, so it can directly copy the archive in your chip without your consent."

Juan was surprised: "What, my brain chip, the highest authority doesn't belong to me?!" ”

"This is normal, all programs have 'backdoors', and we hackers know it."

Juan was curious: "But why did the program provider leave a 'backdoor', is it to facilitate hacker attacks?" ”

"For their own sake, you know, the more complex the program, the higher the probability of bugs.

"But program vendors won't admit that the programs they offer are faulty, and they always claim that their programs are flawless.

"So, what if someone finds a problem?

"It's very simple, the program vendor will go through a 'back door', add a patch to solve the problem, and then say that the person who found the problem is unreasonable."

Juan nodded and said, "When you say that, I remember that I did hear about it."

"Those vexatious people were eventually proven to be the problem they reported did not exist at all, and some were sent directly to a psychiatric hospital by the security guards.

"So, in fact, the problem reported by those people is real, but it was quietly fixed by the program provider through the 'back door', right?"

"That's right, because the brain chip is the highest scientific research achievement of human beings, and it is really related to everyone, just like life and health.

"Any question about brain chips will cause panic among the people, which in turn will affect the whole society.

"So, in order to maintain stability, it is also necessary to create the illusion that there is absolutely no problem with the brain chip."

Juan nodded again: "I understand, if it is for the noble purpose of maintaining human social stability, I can accept the status quo of having my brain opened a 'back door' and patching my brain chip without my knowledge." ”

K looked at Juan like a fool and quipped, "Then you can also think of the NSA's actions as noble acts to maintain social stability, or for some other noble purpose."

"Anyway, something like 'noble' is a beautiful fig leaf for our industry, which can be used at any time or discarded casually."

Juan was dissatisfied: "I didn't say that I approve of the NSA's approach, they copied my chip archive through the 'back door', it is too much, this is a complete violation of human rights!" ”

K sneered, and suddenly read the poem:

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust?"

Facing Juan's puzzled gaze, K said coldly:

"Human rights? Is there such a thing? If it doesn't exist in the first place, how can there be such a thing as a 'human rights violation'? ”

Juan bowed his head in shame, jotted down "human rights" in a small notebook, and drew an X on it.

He realized that as a member of the Coalition Investigation Bureau, the gap between him and his predecessors was still very large.

However, the education he received since he was a child made him can't help but reply:

"At least the black light president has always talked about 'human rights.'"

"A beautiful fig leaf, hehe, if the black light really cares, how can the NSA be established?"

Juan had nothing to say, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he changed the subject and said:

"Senior K, let's talk about what to do so that they can't find out that I have something to do with the prism memory."

"That's basically impossible, but as a hacker, I prefer offense to defense."

"Attack? Do you mean, hacking into the NSA's system and turning him upside down? ”

"I'm afraid you have some misunderstandings about hackers, in fact, it's not that exaggerated."

"But that's what happens in the movies."

"That's the movie, in fact, the act of hacking, in the eyes of ordinary people, is very boring.

"It's just to keep looking for the other party's loopholes, and then find a way to add your own program to the target.

"I don't lack programs, the key is to find loopholes."

"So, senior, did you find the loophole?"

"No, both the program vendor of the brain chip and the NSA seem to be masters of this.

"I suspect they hired a hacker friend I used to play with as a security guard, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to use all the usual methods."

Juan's heart was cold.

Is it still going to be finished?

But K once again pulled Juan back from the brink of heart death, saying:

"The only possible loophole may be in you."