Wrapping a large amount of code, or even a huge amount of code, into bricks and stones called 'files', and building a grand structure is the websites and software themselves.

The presentation of these things on the screen is often flat.

Even if there are some deliberate multi-faceted performances, they can't change the vision that comes from a high-dimensional overlook.

But in this day and age, it's easy to change that perspective.

Stepping into the dimensional world of the electronic network unlocks a whole new perspective.

Those software, those websites, and even those files that are only a few gigabytes on your own computer can be turned into giant artifacts that you can't see at a glance.

There are many kinds of silhouettes and shapes, but they are usually presented in the form of natural desolation and absurd machinery.

Don't ask.

Ask is the mountain code that no one dares to move!

And, I don't know how to write it, but I do run the program architecture!

Of course, the above two are just the most popular looks.

There are also perfect creations that have been erected from the ground, as well as strange program architectures that try to make a whole job and win attention.

The actual operation of the program assumes that such a situation is rare, and in general, it is not allowed to set foot in the tour.

The vast majority of the data industry will set up firewalls and guards, the former is usually a cyber hacker trained by the enterprise or even a hired cyber detective, and the latter is mostly found from the data life.

Among them, the Digimon with the largest number and the most guaranteed combat power are naturally the ones with the largest number of hires.

For those who follow this industry, the appearance of Digimon is a natural part of the landscape, just like the large number of humans in the Federal City.

So when you find out that there aren't any Digimon in a giant data building that's as big as a planet, you should feel a little unusual.

This is something that even the servants who are traversers can perceive.

Not to mention the representative of Qianming, who is an aboriginal and has systematically studied information expertise.

"Tranquility, this way, look this way! Come here, come here! ”

Standing behind a giant advertisement on the roof of a building, she condescendingly glanced at the 'humans' below, then retracted her head before they could look back, greeting the swaying Sunday Tranquility who was tugging at an alien's neckline not far away.

"Do I know you well? Don't call me that! ”

As long as he was not at his post and there was no sister by his side, he did not hide his aggressive black-haired horse lady, approached impatiently, and pulled the tie that he felt a little tight by the way.

"Huh? Didn't we have an interactive session to deepen our understanding! Otherwise... Called a commissioner? Call? ”

"You can also call me C.B~"

I didn't care about the other party's increasingly ugly expression at all, and directly took out a notebook and a ballpoint pen from his fur coat.

Writing and writing, and asked:

"Can't ask anything, can you?"

It's okay if Omer trainer isn't interested, as a mature detective, she always has a way of finding her own 'Watson'.

Even if it's still a 'Watson' who has always had a stinky face, has an official background, and has a lot of gray deeds.

Of course, when it comes to stance, Sunday Tranquility is actually Moriarty's position.

After all, last month, she also traced the other party in detail because she noticed the illegal deeds of Sunday Tranquility, although there was no direct conflict, but there were also several confrontations in the field of investigation and counter-reconnaissance.

But that's just a metaphor.

Sunday's tranquility is far less tranquil than Moriarty's, and the Chiaki representative is more detached than Sherlock Holmes, and the combination of the two, if Ormer evaluates them, is probably as follows:

Two loose horses, but with a strap in the middle.

It's a process of torment, and there's often a clear distinction between superior and inferior.

With a look on his face that had stepped on the waiter's face, the tranquility of Sunday, which had been silent for several seconds, was obviously on the side that was at the disadvantage.

Although I was tortured, I still had to speak.

“… It's just that the employees who work for the company don't know anything outside the company. ”

This closed state of information in which different departments do not interfere with each other and only focus on the work at hand is not strange to the tranquility of Sunday.

Compared with criminal gangs, it is more common in the business model of pyramid scheme gangs and religious criminals, highlighting a multi-line flowering and non-interference with each other, which makes it more difficult to trace.

Cutting off one branch can't catch the clues of other branches, so you can only keep moving up along the source, and pray that the source will not be broken.

"So don't believe in evil!" Representative Qianming, who had already finished taking notes and put them in his pocket, glanced at the 'human' figure that was moving swiftly through the city, even destroying buildings directly, and then quickly shrank his head.

"Go and arrest the chief in charge of fleet building, and be careful not to be preempted by the Chaldean servants...... Well, the reaction from the other side was so intense......"

She suddenly sighed, because there was a very eye-catching mechanical colossus in the distance.

A slap was slapped on a servant, causing it to fly upside down, and after plowing more than ten meters on the ground, it was covered by a beam of light.

And that's not all.

Then several Infinity Dragonmons, suspected to have undergone a second transformation, ejected from the mechanical wells that had opened underground, standing alongside several cosmic monsters that had emerged out of nowhere, fighting against the intruders with great fanfare.

From the perspective of the other side, it is probably quite burning.

Of course, there are also people who don't care if they stand or not, and have already figured out the shooting equipment and started to Kacha Kacha:

"Hmph, I said there would be monsters, I'll send a few to Trainer Omer when I go back, and I won't regret it after seeing him!

”

The free Ma Niang can have such a free play.

He even turned on the video, and at first seemed to ask himself, but more of it was talking to himself about what background music should be used for editing, which made Sunday Tranquility, who already had a lot of opinions, feel even more annoyed.

"Aren't you going to arrest the Director?" There was an unconcealable anger in this question, not only to the three-crowned horse race lady who was the same age as herself, but also to the anger of this situation.

A criminal organization, stealing the information of the group of magicians in the clock tower, and stealing the information of Digimon are all quite reasonable.

But isn't it too much to steal even the information from the headquarters of the URA Association?

What's even more excessive is that the association's response is half a beat slow, and it has been two days before I think of dealing with it.

It's just a matter of dealing with it, and then it is pushed to the Question Committee!

Although the internal ridicule of the 'Question Committee' is a universal department that can handle any problem, this kind of thing that puts the police in charge and is over, saying that they will deal with it and then hand it over to their own department......

Die, bald!

Tranquility gave the middle finger to this assignment on the spot, but unfortunately it couldn't be seen by the top group of Mediterranean men and wrinkled women.

Of course, if it's just a simple work assignment, then she can fish.

Anyway, public opinion is also the top tank above, and the big deal is that your side bows first, and then bows from above, so as to achieve a domino bowing conduction.

But alas, those materials also include some encrypted files that she can't sit back and watch leak out.

At the same time that she had to act, it was even inconvenient to put on the identity given by the association, but she participated in her personal name, and then she met this guy in front of her!

"Yes! Do you finally have an idea for a match? ”

The action of Qian Ming to put away the photography is extremely quick.

"Then let's plan the route, those Chaldean employees seem to be fanfare, but in fact they are in two parallel lines."

She pulled out her small notebook and opened it, and when she raised her hand, a roadmap of the entire large data world was revealed.

In a matter of seconds, it stretches, expands, and closes into the silhouette of a large ship.

"There are also a group of people who are secretly investigating like us, and it is difficult for the two of us to be faster than them, but we can also fight for luck."

She said, pointing out the different areas of the city, and explaining the somewhat stunned Sunday tranquility:

"Bet on the cities they can't cover for a while, and bet on those places that can gather clues that are closer to the mastermind behind the scenes than them."

"After all......"

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"After all, now you are all blind people touching elephants, it depends on who has mastered the puzzle pieces that are key enough and big enough......"

Holding the stopwatch that counted the speed of Ma Niang, Omer explained to the bumpy screen.

The view from Belstamon was so clear that when you moved down slightly, you could even see the black peaks beneath the first-person view.

But because her clothing style is from the southern hemisphere rather than the northern hemisphere, it is not difficult to soothe the young man's restless heart, and the Mato is able to retain enough dignity in front of her partner to support the current slow and logical force.

I don't care about her cornice-walking wall-type mirror movement that can make many people dizzy in 3D.

"So it's normal for them to split into two ways, relying on the horse racing girl's foot strength to gallop between the cities at will."

"The question is who am I chasing!?" The field of view on the screen turned again, and it turned to the battle screen in the distance.

Belstaman was a little frustrated, but the distant battle scene also made her care.

It was a picture of countless heroic souls from another world fighting.

It was supposed to be a meat, but in the action of this data world, it seems to have returned to its old state, and it is a battle to the death around the giant beast.

Compared to the parity between Ultraman, super robots and monsters, this face is closer to the category of Devil May Cry and Bayonetta, with more visual impact of high speed, strength, and agility.

You can also see the almost intimate cooperation, and you can vaguely see the shadow of the conductor.

And the style is relatively conservative, as if it is intended to let the servants pursue no harm as much as possible.

Is Rikka here too...... And it is also directing operations......

Omer was slightly surprised.

I thought that he didn't need to be there in person, and even if he did, he should be used as an investigation team, rather than participating in a frontal command operation.

"Keep the original plan and continue to look at Chiaki."

"Okay!"

When you change to a witch beast, you probably have to ask, 'Regardless of the tranquility of Sunday?' But Belstamon was simply sharp, and the vision on the screen turned sharply.

"Then I'll cut it first?"

"Cut it off, there's something going on my side."

As he spoke, he pressed his stopwatch and looked up at the long-haired black runner who had barely braked a dozen steps before the finish line, and then gasped for breath as he approached him.