Of course, what the two of them are doing now are just some "leftovers" besides "gifts".
Even if the license plate is changed, it is not a big deal. It is not particularly important information in the first place, and the important thing is not the car but the people who are searching!
After all, the car and brand can be changed, but the members of the organization are fixed.
Tang Ze was holding a telescope and had already memorized the faces of the members present in his mind. Later, as long as he cooperated with the master-level painting, Tang Ze could draw everyone's face.
With his master-level painting combined with the "memory palace" technique gained from the reasoning training card training, Tangze can be said to have directly become a "live camera".
Although these members are not important, "no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat."
And who says little people can't play a big role.
Although it is a free card, it may cause a chain reaction after some manipulation, and it may even become an important part of a certain plan.
Once you get the cards, it all depends on how you play them. Sometimes even the smallest "3" may become a clamp.
After watching Gin and the others walk away, Karasawa and Conan waited for another ten minutes. Conan, dressed as a little lolita, went to the underground station to collect Karasawa's intercom.
Afterwards, Karasawa drove around for a while and found no trace of anyone following him, then returned to Dr. Ali's house and waited quietly.
Not long after, on the computer that Haiyuan and Huiyuan had already debugged for anti-tracking, emails started to be sent after searching for keywords.
But soon the information was directly interrupted and there was no sound.
"It seems that the other party responded quickly." Tang Ze was not too surprised, "Then Haiyuan will take stock of the harvest. I hope this information will be useful to you."
"You really succeeded." Haiyuan had a strange expression on his face. He didn't expect that he actually took advantage of the confrontation with the black organization, and he was also Gin's subordinate.
"I just took advantage of the unexpected." Tang Ze smiled, but there was no trace of pride.
The other party's response is also very quick, so I'm afraid the gains won't be too much.
But this "gift" might make Gin and the others move again~
That's right, the CD that was placed in the locker was not Itakura's, but the Trojan CD carefully prepared by Karasawa!
With deliberate arithmetic but no intention, Tangze came up with a trick to steal the opponent's information through the designed Trojan horse virus after it was opened.
"Cunning fox." On the other side, Gin held a Beretta M92F and looked at the blown computer in front of him with a gloomy expression.
The cold murderous intent silenced the surrounding researchers, not daring to make a single murmur.
"What's going on?" Gin turned to look at the programmer on the side. The cold voice made the man shudder unconsciously.
There are specialties in the art, and even Gin can only know the superficial situation, but he also needs professional answers as to what exactly is going on.
"The guy who made this Trojan... is very cunning..."
The man who looked as smooth as a programmer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said tremblingly: "The manufacturer of this disc first designed a page for entering the password. Let us enter the password as agreed with Itakura."
The password is entered.
But in fact, this page is fake. You can enter as long as you enter a number. At this time, we have independently developed the permissions...
In fact, at this point, the Trojan has already started to run search keywords and steal information, but this computer is not an important computer. After the Trojan failed to search for important information, it began to spread to surrounding computers with the same IP...
After that, a compressed package will be displayed on the page... and after clicking to decompress it, we originally thought that we just need to wait patiently, but as a result, the computer firewall displayed an alarm for transmitting information to the outside world..."
Speaking of this, the man swallowed his saliva while looking at Gin's Beretta M92F. The scene of the other party decisively shooting the computer after discovering the virus was still imprinted in his mind.
"In other words, this software starts stealing information from the moment you enter your password, and everything after that is just an illusion. In fact, it's just a way for people to relax their vigilance?"
After listening to what the other party said, Gin immediately realized the danger of the trap set by the maker.
From the moment they entered the password to unlock, they fell into the trap, and then used the software to create an illusion that "everything was normal", making them relax their vigilance.
"Where's the tracking?" Gin looked at the man and asked again.
"No...no way..."
Seeing Gin's unkind look, the man quickly explained: "The creator of the Trojan was obviously here again, and the information was sent away using a "puppet machine"... When we wanted to search, the other party stuffed a lot of false addresses.
Come here...I can't find it at all...
The other party came prepared, and before we had time to make the next move, everything was over..."
"Itakura... no..." Gin paused, then frowned and denied this, "That guy can't design such a trap..."
And just when Gin was frowning and thinking, Vodka suddenly ran over and shouted in a panic: "Boss, boss, watch the news..."
"kindness?"
Gin's eyes narrowed, and before he could react, the smart boy next to him picked up the remote control and turned on the TV in the room.
[A piece of news is broadcast below...
Yesterday around 17 o'clock in the afternoon, a male body was found in a hotel in Tokyo... The identity of the deceased has been confirmed.
Itakura Taku, male, 45 years old, is a famous CG designer and game program development designer...
According to the investigation conducted by the Metropolitan Police Department yesterday, the criminal who killed the deceased has been arrested and brought to justice...]
"Bang!!"
Accompanied by the sound of a gunshot and the panicked shouts of people around him, the sound of the TV broadcast disappeared and was replaced by the sound of broken glass on the screen.
At this moment, Gin's face was as gloomy as ink. Although there was no expression on his stern face, the coldness emanating from his body made the people around him feel like they were falling into an ice cave.
"Pack up your things and prepare to retreat." Gin put the gun back and turned around and walked out. He glanced at Vodka and said, "We can't stay here any longer. Vodka informed the men to activate the backup stronghold."
"Understood, boss!" Vodka nodded and walked out quickly, not daring to stop at all.
If he hadn't fallen into the opponent's scheme and advanced the trading time, he would have naturally realized that something was wrong when the news that Itakura had died was broadcast yesterday afternoon.
From the source, the reason why such a thing happened was entirely due to the fact that I made the transaction in advance and obtained the magnetic disk on my own initiative.
That glance just now made Vodka feel that the boss would shoot him directly in the next moment.
It’s too scary, run away now!!
This chapter has been completed!