Zhao Gangjun looked puzzled when he saw the fool Li Rong and Guo Furong. He took out a silver needle from his pocket and inserted it on the table.
The tip of the silver needle shone for a moment, and then the whole silver needle became soft and fell to the ground, just like a used dick.
At the same time, Liang Zi entered several instructions on the computer.
A screen appeared on the computer.
Astonishingly, it was a scene of Zhao Gangjun and others sitting around chairs.
"Damn, it's so advanced!"
Guo Furong shouted.
"necessary."
Zhao Gangjun said, "Can any of you see that silver needle now?"
People around were shocked!
Sure enough, the silver needle disappeared.
"This is mimetic color."
Zhao Gangjun reached out and touched the ground, then pulled it up.
The silver needle appeared in Zhao Gangjun's hand again.
"This thing can capture the surrounding light into the machine, and at the same time transmit the data to satellites in space, and then feed it back to the computer! Its function is similar to that of a pinhole camera, but it is much more advanced." Zhao Gangjun explained.
"Depend on!"
Guo Furong said in surprise, "If you put this thing in the girls' bathroom, wouldn't everything be visible?"
"This thing is not for sale." Zhao Gangjun said, "These are state secrets. Only someone like 007 can use them. Who would be so shameless and put them in a girl's bathroom?"
Everyone looked at Zhao Gangjun almost at the same time.
"Damn, who do you think I am?"
Zhao Gangjun blushed and said, "These data are all sent to satellites, and satellites belong to the country. What we see now will enter the eyes of the people who maintain the satellites. If they really did that,
Hasn’t it been known earlier?”
"Steel, tell the truth, have you really never done this?" Guo Furong asked.
"Really do not have!"
"real?"
Liang Zi on the side asked.
"Fuck, you can doubt my IQ and my appearance, but you can't doubt my character!" Zhao Gangjun said angrily.
"It's okay, don't mind it, just joking."
Guo Furong patted Zhao Gangjun on the shoulder and said, "I believe that with your character, you can only do things like leaning out the window and watching people take a bath. You can't do it with such a high-tech thing to watch people take a bath."
.”
"Brother Gangbong, it turns out you are just like me!"
Ka Lengzi's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhao Gangjun.
"Damn, I'm not you!"
Because they were looked down upon and excluded by Black Eagle, Zhao Gangjun and others could not enter the museum to see what works were worthy of such an effort.
At around twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhao Gangjun and others made an appointment to come over tomorrow, and then went back to their respective homes.
At noon the next day, Zhao Gangjun drove all the members of the Fangs to the outside of the art museum in a public car given by Mr. Li. He was then told that they didn’t even need to wear security uniforms and could just walk around and take a look around the art museum.
It’s done.
"This is to push us to the ends of the earth!"
Zhao Gangjun said.
"Isn't this just right?"
Liang Zi said with a smile, "The more miserable they are, the better. If anything happens, they will die first and we can take advantage later."
There were a lot of people here at the art museum today, and many of them came in luxury cars!
There are many well-known people in society, and there are also many reporters at the entrance of the art museum.
"What on earth is this that is so attractive?"
Zhao Gangjun said while holding a popsicle.
"It is said to be an early work by an artistic master called The Omen on the Benefactor's Head."
said the aunt selling popsicles at the side.
"oh?"
Zhao Gangjun's eyes lit up and he said, "Is that the benefactor who has a bad omen on his head?"
"I don't know, anyway, I've been selling popsicles here recently and I've heard it several times." The aunt who bought the popsicles replied.
"I heard it several times? Who said it?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"A few people told me the day before yesterday," said the popsicle seller. "They ate five of my popsicles because they were talking about this work with a bad omen on the donor's head."
"Five people?"
Zhao Gangjun pretended to be casual and asked, "A foreign accent or a local accent?"
"With a foreign accent, I asked them if they also came to see this work, and they said yes. Oh, who is this benefactor with a bad omen on his head? Why is it so powerful?" said the aunt selling popsicles, "I heard from those people,
This man’s works can be sold for more than one billion! More than one billion. My popsicles only cost two yuan each. How many popsicles must I sell?”
Zhao Gangjun nodded, bought a few more popsicles, and with the boss's thanks, walked to a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle parked under the shade of a tree.
Zhao Gangjun opened the car door and stepped in.
This ordinary Mercedes-Benz business car actually has several extra computers.
One computer has an infrared thermal image, another is a top view of what I saw yesterday, and some have a lot of data on it.
"It can't be broken in,"
Liang Zi said while typing on the keyboard, "The art museum's firewall is very good. I can't get in with my half-baked skills. Alas, if the old ghost is here, it won't take much effort to break the firewall."
"Isn't he still in school?"
Zhao Gangjun said with a smile, "It will probably come out soon!"
"That guy said that he won't leave school until he becomes the world's best hacker." Liang Zi said with a smile, "His goal is to become an SSS-level hacker hunter."
"I don't know how powerful the world's number one hacker is, but I'm sure the old guy is very powerful. Of course, he's only good at computers. Otherwise, he wouldn't have always been unable to pass the physical test." Zhao Gangjun said, "Since the firewall can't get through,
Then go take the route. By the way, I heard some news just now while eating popsicles..."
Zhao Gangrong told Liang Zi what he heard from the popsicle seller.
"Five people..."
Liang Zi frowned and said, "I'm not sure if it's a thief or not. I'll pay more attention when the time comes. By the way, you ask Ka Lunzi Li Rong and the others to pay more attention to it. As for Furong and Butterfly, you can figure it out yourself.
"
"Um!"
Zhao Gangjun said, handed the popsicle to Liang Zi, and then said, "I'll go to the sewer to have a look."
"Um!"
After getting out of the commercial vehicle, Zhao Gangjun put his hands in his pockets and walked aside seemingly casually. When passing by a sewer entrance, Zhao Gangjun opened the manhole cover of the sewer, jumped in, and then closed the manhole cover.
The smell of sewers is well known, but these smells don't seem to have any impact on Zhao Gangjun.
Zhao Gangjun walked leisurely in the sewer for a while, and then came under a manhole cover.
Zhao Gangjun opened the manhole cover slightly and looked outside. After making sure that no one was there, Zhao Gangjun pushed open the manhole cover and rushed up.
(Our Red Wine has launched an event in the book review area. The event about the update week has been pinned to the top. You can check it out. The rules seem to be that there are two parties participating in the update event. One party throws flowers for me, and the other party throws flowers for me.
The other party has to give the corresponding VIP. If the VIP cannot keep up, the brother who threw the flowers will win. It seems to be such a rule.)