Different from the various locks they faced in the lock-picking competition just now, the Indians proposed to increase the difficulty of the competition with Yao Xiaojing. They need to crack the program password set by the opponent's computer to open the target lock. The time is set to five minutes, whoever opens it first
Whoever wins is the winner.
This request caused an uproar. Usually such tasks are difficult. Opening the lock is not a problem for experts, but opening the lock within a limited time requires extremely high technical level of the contestants.
With a whistle, the game officially begins.
As time passed, Yao Xiaojing's brows gradually frowned. She felt strong pressure from the Indians, not only his strange provocative behavior, but also the program he had set, which also made her feel the tension she had not seen for a long time.
When master hackers compete, the killing is often invisible, and the degree of cruelty is beyond the comprehension and imagination of ordinary people. In the hearty peak showdown, fingers are flying, and the instructions are like murderous weapons, putting the opponent to death in an instant.
The whole place was silent, and Yao Xiaojing looked at the screen intently. After the countdown entered the last minute, her clear eyes suddenly glowed. By feeling, she knew that the most critical moment had arrived.
20..19..17..
As the lock connected to the computer clicked, Yao Xiaojing breathed softly and raised her hand to the judges: "Done!"
Indians immediately stopped the movement of his fingertips, and a pair of exceptionally deep sunken eyes rested on Yao Xiaojing's body, with a deep expression and slightly pursed lips.
Yao Xiaojing stood up amidst the exclamations of the crowd and stretched out her slender white palm towards the Indians.
"It's just a game, don't take it seriously." Her smile was like sunshine in the darkness, so bright that the Indians who stretched out their hands to shake hers were momentarily distracted.
"Miss Suzuran, you did not disappoint me." His smile was indescribably weird, stiff and rigid, with no expressive muscle movements, and the deep nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose seemed to have never been flattened and relaxed.
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An idea flashed in Yao Xiaojing's mind, and she suddenly remembered the scene where she was almost thrown down at the airport. He should be the strange-looking man, with the same deep and sharp eyes and profound facial features as the Indians shaking hands now. She thought about it carefully, and felt
She probably didn't recognize the wrong person.
"Thank you." She smiled and nodded, loosening her tightly squeezed palms.
The Indians were called away by the staff to prepare for the next award ceremony. Yao Xiaojing chatted with several colleagues on the jury about interesting things about this conference. Later, she felt thirsty, so before the award ceremony started, she planned to go to the self-service area to prepare for herself
Make a cup of coffee.
The self-service area is next to the seats of officials from the U.S. Department of Defense, FBI, National Security Agency and other government agencies. Double-black conventions used to be a favorite place for prosecutors to arrest people. For example, five years ago, Dmitry Sklyarov
He was once arrested for violating the DMCA. Now the relationship between the two parties has eased slightly as the government intervened to mediate and each has its own needs. However, during the Double Black Conference, the government and the inspection unit will still show up at the scene to pay attention.
When Yao Xiaojing passed by, several FBI prosecutors were holding out a wanted poster with a photo and talking loudly.
"This time, he didn't come." The burly prosecutor who spoke pointed at the middle-aged man in the photo, his tone revealing reluctance.
"Yes, we stayed here for three full days and found no trace of Edge Harris." Someone shrugged regretfully.
Hearing the familiar name, Yao Xiaojing's movements paused slightly.
At this time, someone complained: "He is a globally wanted Internet criminal. How could he hit our guns before he could escape!"
"It's really embarrassing. We have been chasing him for three years, but we haven't even found his whereabouts." Someone slapped the table angrily, and the wanted order with the photo on it happened to fly to Yao Xiaojing's feet.
Her eyes moved and she bent down. After a brief glance, the man's face with a deep outline and sinister eyes in the wanted poster fell into her eyes. I don't know if it was the strangeness that touched her nerves. She looked at it.
The wanted poster was stunned for a moment, and his fingers paused on it for a few seconds before slowly picking up the paper on the ground and returning it to the prosecutor.
"Thank you, Chinese beauty!" The prosecutor thanked with a smile. This young Chinese girl with a bright smile not only conquered their hearts with her wonderful speech, she also won the admiration of all participants with her superb hacking skills.
"You're welcome." She smiled and left the self-service area. The moment she turned around, she automatically quickened her pace. Returning to the judges' table in a hurry, she put down her coffee and grabbed the staff member who had just prepared the computer unlocking competition for them.
"I'm sorry, I want to take a look at the computer used for the competition just now." Her palms were covered with sweat, and her expression became nervous.
The staff scratched their heads and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, the competition has been taken back." Since it is not a self-service competition, all communication equipment, props and computers must be taken away by the staff as soon as the competition is over.
"Where can I find the two machines just now?" she asked anxiously.
Seeing her anxious expression, the staff thought she had lost important information inside, "If you really want to find it, I can take you there!"
"Thank you, please hurry up? I have something very important." The staff member took off his work gloves and enthusiastically took her to find the colleague who was responsible for recovering the equipment.
But after finding the colleague who was responsible for recycling the equipment just now, a shocking situation happened.
The laptop used by Yao Xiaojing and the Indians for the match just now mysteriously disappeared in the equipment truck. No matter how the staff searched, they finally gave Yao Xiaojing bad news: "No. However, when the equipment was recycled in Area C
They're still in the car." The staff member looked annoyed and turned his attention to the open-top pull-back equipment truck.
Yao Xiaojing's expression became solemn, "Did someone take it away on purpose? Did you encounter anything suspicious along the way?"