At the same time, in the safe passage on the other side of the arena, a young woman also wearing black clothes and a black hat was sitting on the stairs, her hands and fingers jumping quickly on the keyboard.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of opening the door in the stairwell, followed by the footsteps of several people.
The young woman turned her head and glanced at the handrail of the stairs downstairs, and saw two figures who seemed to be approaching upstairs.
Thirty seconds later, the two young men in black clothes came out.
"How's it going?" one of the young men asked.
While the young woman continued to operate the computer with her head lowered, she replied: "The network work for the World Series has been done very well. It will take some time to hack in."
The young man lowered his head and glanced at the black GARMIN brand smart mountain climbing electronic watch. "You have to go faster. There are many people in this place. Don't let others find out."
"There's nothing wrong with me here, but it's you. No one has noticed anything, right?"
The two young men looked at each other, and then the other one said: "Of course we won't."
As she spoke, the young woman had already hacked into the World Series database, "OK, although it was a bit difficult, we still succeeded."
With that said, the young woman began to continue complex operations on the computer.
The two young men immediately gathered around, stared at the code on the screen and said: "The roster for the next game should not be released until today. We will collect the money and then modify the roster."
After hearing this, the young woman shook her head, "It's a pity that there is no data on the player list, but some relevant player information and venue arrangements. The organizers of the World Series only use the stadium server as a processing facility.
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"So, our current efforts have been in vain?"
"Of course it's not in vain. At least we have the confidential information of all the players, and we also have the organizer's list of competition personnel. I think the person who arranged the competition list should be here. I can find him soon."
"Click!"
Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the stairwell.
"Is there anyone?!"
The three young men immediately raised their heads to look upstairs, and immediately spotted a dark shadow flashing between the handrails on each floor!
Then two young men immediately chased after him!
But the black figure was very fast, and had already left the stairwell and headed to the outside rest area before they could catch up.
In the blink of an eye, they followed him to the rest area and looked around for that person.
"Over there!" The young man wearing a GARMIN mountaineering watch pointed to the passage leading to the stadium.
I saw a fast figure getting in!
The two of them followed immediately, but when they reached the door, the scene in front of them was indeed a crowded arena!
There is no way to capture the figure of the person just now. He disappeared from the eyes of the two of them like a muddy thing drowning in the sea!
"Damn it! He's gone! Who was that guy just now?!" Another man in black said angrily.
The man wearing a GARMIN watch immediately said: "We have to notify the housekeeper quickly, someone heard us."
"If we tell the butler, will the butler spare us? Don't tell anyone about this first. Let's find a way to find that person! No matter how powerful he is, he can't escape surveillance, right?" Said another person.
He pointed to the monitor above his head.
The companion raised his head and looked at the monitor diagonally above him, and he was aware of his plan.
After a while, the two of them finally left from the entrance of the arena.
At this moment, a man wearing a dark blue suit was sitting among the crowd, looking back at the door.
Because the lights in the venue were too dim, you couldn't see the man's face clearly, and the mixed colors of the clothes of the surrounding audience completely covered up his clothes, making him look very inconspicuous.
The man's sharp eyes swept across the door, and when he saw no one there, he immediately stood up and left.
Five minutes later, the two men in black returned to the stairwell, but the young woman had already left.
The young man wearing a GARMIN electronic watch took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Hello? Where have you been? We need to check the nearby surveillance."
Soon the woman on the opposite side replied: "I checked it as soon as you chased them out. Many scenes have been deleted. There are experts near us."
"What?"
"I advise you to leave that place immediately."
At the same time, the young woman had already left the stadium, got into a taxi, and left the stadium alone.
"This guy really has no sense of teamwork!" The young man in black cursed angrily.
The woman who got into the taxi opened the hood on her head, and her long black hair swayed like a waterfall on her shoulders.
Although her bright eyes are not very big, the slightly raised corners of her eyes have a hint of charm, which makes her look a bit like a classical beauty.
Then she opened the injured laptop and continued to inquire about the hacking situation she had just carried out.
"Who deleted the surveillance video? This is the first time I have met a master in this kind of competition."
The appearance of this trio in black cast another layer of fog on the World Series.
No one knows now how many people are waiting to take action in this World Series.
A storm is brewing quietly.
Lin Mo stood alone in front of the workbench in the renovation area.
Because there is a competition going on right now, only a few players who have completed Biss are repairing the robots here.
Night Hunt lay quietly on the workbench, like a terminally ill lone wolf warrior waiting to be healed.
Lin Mo stared at Shadow Hunt in silence for a minute, and then began to remove his damaged parts.
At this time, footsteps came from behind.
Soon Weslin appeared in the reconstruction area.
"Lin Mo? Is it just you?"
"Everyone should still be playing or watching the game." Lin Mo said as he began to check the internal conditions of Night Hunting."
Weslin also put his robot on the workbench and began to repair it with Black Fox.
Lin Mo glanced at the black fox and said, "It seems that your partner is also seriously injured."
Weslin smiled and said, "This is the World Series after all. If I don't get hurt, I feel sorry for this arena."
"How is your night hunting situation? It seems to be more serious than mine."
"Fortunately, it can be dealt with."
After hearing this, Weslin hesitated for a moment and said, "I watched your game just now, and it's still your style, refusing to give in even a step."
"In my dictionary, there is no word "compromise" at all. It took a lot of effort to get here, how can I retreat?"
"Aren't you afraid that your robot will be scrapped?"
"I'm afraid, but I'm more afraid of losing the game."
While chatting with Lin Mo, Wei Silin conducted a brief inspection on the black fox.