Swish, the skateboard quickly slid across the street, making a tearing sound.
Lei Yue followed Lingsha on the way back to Mak Kee. The noise in his hometown bar behind him became lighter and quieter. There seemed to be a fight going on there, and there were faint exclamations from a group of people.
He was a little bit murmuring in his heart, Mohawk... don't get fucked, you have to make a movie...
Originally, we were supposed to gather together in the morning to shoot "Dongzhou Night", but it turned out that we gathered together to shoot "Between Behind Bars", which was really a lot of fun.
He felt like he was starting to understand their reasoning a little bit, even though he was still very cold.
The old black sheep... Lei Yue thought of something, and the pistol in his pocket sank, so he glided a little faster and chased after the colorful-haired girl, asking:
"Ayasha, I want to check something online, but I don't want to leave any traces... I just want the police to not be able to find out that I searched for it. Is there any way?"
"Simple." Ayasha said without thinking too much.
"Oh?" Lei Yue opened his eyes.
"Clear the browsing history." Ayasha said again. Seeing him stunned for a moment, she smiled successfully and then said formally:
“First of all, you need to have a concept, VPN, encryption algorithm, numbers and old mobile phones that are thrown away after use... these will make it difficult for you to be traced.
"But as long as your opponent is strong enough, and as long as the police are willing to go to great lengths to get data directly from the backend to crack it layer by layer, no matter how deep you dig into the network, they can still find you out."
Oh oh, Lei Yue frowned even more now, Lingsha seemed to really understand this, and even...had she ever done this kind of thing?
But hearing what she said, why is it so easy?
"In short, no matter what you do, as long as you use your own IP, there is no way it can't be found."
Ayasa continued, "So the answer is: use someone else's IP. It's much simpler to change the matter from anti-network tracking to anti-theft tracking."
The neon light illuminated her looking eyes, "Hide yourself in disguise, go to a busy place like China World Plaza and steal a mobile phone, be clean with your hands and feet, and melt the phone and card immediately after use."
Stealing a mobile phone? Lei Yue pondered, not wanting to involve unknown passers-by...
After all, he didn't like that he would encounter that kind of thing.
Moreover, the police officers I faced were not ordinary police officers, and their abilities and available resources were extraordinary, so this method may not necessarily work.
Ayasha may have seen his hesitation, so she withdrew her gaze and said:
"You can also use a second-hand mobile phone without a card to connect to a public Wi-Fi; or go to an unmonitored place to hack a Wi-Fi connection and check again.
"As for how you got this phone? Buy it, pick it up, but leave no trace."
Ayasa didn't ask him what he wanted to check. She pedaled on the road and controlled the skateboard, slowing down so that he could follow her.
"It's just that I'm very doubtful." She added, "If what you want to check is something that the police will spend so much effort to track down, do you think you can find real and useful information online?"
"Well." Lei Yue rubbed his face, "That's right..."
It's not that he had never thought about it this way before, but now that Ayasha poured cold water on him, he took the idea seriously instead of taking it for granted.
Since the police want to conceal the murder of Shotgun Man and the existence of Shotgun Man, all valuable information on the Internet will be deleted.
On the contrary, "searching online" may just be a worthless trap waiting for him to step on.
Lei Yue looked at Lingsha and heard that her tone did not suggest that he should bother with this, and this girl was obviously an old black sheep...
"No more checking." He decided to give up the idea and find another way.
"Listening to what you just said, you seem to know a lot about this." He asked, looking at Ayasha's short and medium colored hair being blown by the night wind, like a dream.
It has been a week since they met, and he still doesn't know much about this new friend. She always seems to be shrouded in night fog, and she is obviously there, but he can't see clearly.
"Understand a little bit." Ayasha said in a serious tone, "I like conspiracy theories and I have checked a lot on the Internet."
She slid closer to him and said mysteriously: "Did you know that Uncle Mai Kee is actually an alien? He wants to use French fries to control humans. The code behind each bag of ketchup from Mai Kee is a set of passwords.
The information that aliens communicate with each other in Maiji all over the world. I went to Maiji just to secretly investigate this matter."
Lei Yue's first reaction was not that Lingsha was joking, but that he thought of the bizarre murder in the garbage dump, the molds and vines, the deformed gun, and the police's concealment...
Therefore, he was shocked. Is there something weird about Mai Ji? Is that so? Is that so...
"What about Manager Liang?" he asked blurtly.
Ayasha glared, but was stopped by his question. She then showed a big smile and laughed out loud: "Are you acting it, or do you really believe it? You are a fool, right?"
"Ah?" Lei Yue was slightly startled, but he couldn't help but laugh, and laughed at himself: "I acted, I acted."
"Haha, you really don't believe it anymore? What I just said is the truth." Ayasha smiled and rolled her eyes at him, "Don't trust others too easily, otherwise you will learn a lesson."
Lei Yue was soon dizzy by her. He smiled and said nothing. He only said in his heart: Because it's you, my friend.
Sometimes Ayasha is very lively and joking like she is now; but sometimes she is very quiet and silent.
Just like before in the bar in her hometown, she didn't talk much.
Thinking of "Dongzhou Nights", Lei Yue asked: "By the way, are you also planning to play a role in the crew?"
"Probably." Ayasha seemed unsure, "In such a small crew, it's not easy to find some work."
Although Ayasha is also a bit player, Lei Yue has never seen her performance and doesn't know how good her acting skills are.
"I just thought that if we have a scene with each other, we can rehearse it when we have time..." He said, one minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage.
"The quality of this movie still depends on you."
Ayasa's laughter gradually died down, and her words were really serious this time, "Mohawk, Lucky and Ginny, you have to get used to these bad people, otherwise you won't be able to act well in "Tōshu no Gosho".
"Night" will be terrible, super terrible."
She paused, "It's just that when the time comes, you can't quit."
"Oh..." Lei Yue silently agreed, "I think their attitude is okay, but the celebrity thing seems to be exaggerated." He shook his head with a smile.
"Maybe you don't want to hear this: Come on, act well, don't die, at least don't die so fast." Ayasha kicked her feet hard, sped up, and slid away in the blink of an eye.
"I will." Lei Yue whispered and continued to slide away.
The two skateboarding figures gradually returned from the mean streets to the prosperous area of the North Gate Square of the Film and Television City. There were more pedestrians on the street at night, and there were dense shops and some high-rise buildings on the street.
Advertisements were broadcast on a giant LED screen on the outer wall of one of the buildings. The smiles of the teenage celebrity spokespersons were bright and bright, and the neon halos looked like magic in the night fog.
Even in the early hours of the morning, Lei Yue met not many passers-by, but he still received strange looks of surprise from time to time, as if he had seen an evil ghost.
However, he did not hide his face, but walked forward proudly.
For tomorrow, no, or rather this morning, he is full of new expectations, starring in "Dongzhou Night"!