Chapter 334 The Internet is risky, so be careful now
"The inspection is completed. There is no warning and control, and there are no abnormal conditions... There are lights in the house on the floor where the target is located. There should be someone..."
"We seem to be too nervous. This is just an ordinary community, not like a safe house for other forces."
"It's better to be careful. I don't believe that a hacker without any background power can easily break into Jibril's computer... Oh, although he is indeed quite stupid, just for this matter alone."
"Frank you..."
"Shut up! Come on-"
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Jibril's current emotions are a bit complicated, including shame, anger, depression...mostly depressed. To describe it more concretely, it's like capsizing in a ditch, hunting geese all day long, and being pecked blind by geese!
To be honest, his original idea was just to have fun, and teasing the colleague who came to the door would add some trivial fun to this boring business trip. This kind of thing is very important to him, who is from the elite team of the Hell God.
For hacker masters, this is really rare - in the network field, technology is king, and whoever is the weakest is embarrassed.
The only thing he didn't expect was that he would end up in an embarrassing situation.
The guy he hacked successfully also managed to sneak into his computer at about the same time... At this point, the problem became serious, and his and even the entire elite team's position was exposed.
Transfer immediately? This is indeed a method. Professionals like them naturally have more than one place to stay. But unfortunately, he is only a member of the team, not the captain, and does not have the qualification to give direct orders. Therefore, even though he was very scared at the time,
But Jibri still had the courage to report the situation to the captain as soon as possible... On this point, I have to praise Jibri's professionalism, put an end to the fluke, and did not continue to commit such things as self-deception and others.
, a stupid mistake of not reporting what was known.
It was probably because of this reason that he was lucky enough not to be killed on the spot by the captain nicknamed Viper. Of course, it may also be that the latter considered that the matter had not been resolved yet and he was still of some use, so he was merciful for the time being.
In short, no matter what, Jibril felt that it was necessary to fight for his own life, such as meritorious service, etc., so after giving the concise order without any emotion, he was the first to open the car door and rushed into the unit.
building.
You must know that Jibri's position in the team is logistics and technical support, and practical actions are not his strong point. However, considering his mood at the moment, one of his companions still shrugged and took the initiative to stay in the caboose. Several others moved quickly
Follow up in a flash.
"The entrance to the corridor is on the left. Be careful not to disturb the residents in the building. Our appearance is too eye-catching... The first floor is safe... The second floor is safe... Go upstairs to Room 303!"
Jibril was already standing outside the security door of Room 303 and did not move rashly. A tall, thin middle-aged man with dangerous cold eyes came over and roughly observed the surroundings without looking at Jibril. He waved.
The team member guarding the entrance of the corridor came over, spit out the chewing gum in his mouth, split it into two parts, stuck one half on the peephole of room 303, and the other half on the peephole of the opposite door.
Immediately he raised his hand to push the security door, squatted down and tapped lightly on the door lock with his fingers. He frowned slightly, stood up and faced the middle-aged man with his hands spread out, "The quality is good, and the anti-drilling steel plate is added. It will be easy to break open by force."
There is quite a commotion."
“How long will the technical means take?”
"Three to five minutes."
"Open it!" The middle-aged man took a step back and gave way to the door. The next moment, his eyes suddenly burst into sharpness, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message. He made a downward gesture, and then pointed at the ceiling lamp diagonally above. The team member understood and directly
Lunging forward, the middle-aged man stepped on the former's thighs and climbed up easily.
It was an ordinary lamp, at least it looked that way from the outside. It was the kind of energy-saving sensor lamp that is installed in most residential corridors. But after the transparent lampshade with the pattern engraved on it was removed, in addition to the light bulb, there were also other lights inside.
There is a bent probe, and the monitoring direction is near the door of Room 303.
Snap, the fingertips were crushed to pieces. The middle-aged man jumped down expressionlessly, reached into his arms and took out a pistol. While installing a suppressor, that is, a silencer, he pressed the phone headset and gave an indifferent order: "Rodney
, search near the building, the target may have slipped downstairs."
"receive!"
Raising his hand, Jibre, who was standing by the door, hurriedly dodged to avoid it. Puff puff, dense and dull gunfire suddenly erupted, and the huge movement shook the slightly closed corridor to buzz with endless echoes.
The silencer of an automatic pistol can never truly silence the sound. Although in movies and TV screens, post-production sound effects personnel will pretend that the gun is completely silent after being silenced, but the actual situation is not the case. Automatic pistols are different from revolvers in that their barrels are not
Locked, when the bullet leaves the chamber, the bolt of the automatic pistol is forced to retreat, eject the spent bullet, and insert a new bullet. It is because of this process that it is called an automatic firearm. But in
The moment the gun chamber is opened and the cartridge case is ejected, the sound of gunpowder explosion is heard from the open gun chamber, and the silencer at the muzzle can only play half of the role.
Of course, saying this does not mean that the silencer is completely useless. With or without a silencer, the sound of shooting is different. It may not be obvious in the slightly closed space at the moment, but if it is in an open place,
From a distance, the sound effect of a pistol equipped with a silencer is like the crackle of a whip being whipped into the air, or the sound of peas being heated and exploding. If there was any more noise around, it would easily be dismissed as irrelevant noise.
Subconsciously ignore the past.
In addition, the silencer also has other functions, such as protecting the gunner's hearing and reducing the muzzle rise caused by recoil, etc., which will not be described one by one here.
It was only said that half of the magazine was finished. The middle-aged man simply raised his foot and kicked it. With a loud bang, the security door opened. Several pistols were pointed in at the same time. Immediately, the ears of the team member at the back moved slightly.
He looked back at the door behind him, seemed to hear some movement, and waved his arms forward.
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A group of people quickly broke into the house, and the team member who was at the back closed the door. At this moment, the door on the opposite side opened, and a slightly fat woman leaned out half of her body, holding a half-eaten rice bowl in her hand.
, looking at the empty corridor with a puzzled expression, shook his head, turned around and closed the door.
Behind the door opposite, a group of people had checked the entire house. It was a small single-bedroom apartment. It was obvious at a glance that there was no hiding place. In the pink-toned bedroom, a middle-aged man stood by the window and looked at the fish in his hand.
The rappelling rope was brand new, and the labels on it were not removed, so I couldn’t help but frown.
Things are a little more troublesome than expected... If installing surveillance can be regarded as a professional habit, after all, it involves the Internet, then what is the point of having a rappelling rope at home? Are hackers so vigilant?
He raised his hand to press the headset, but put it down as soon as he touched it, because through the window, the middle-aged man had already seen the figure of his team member downstairs. It was the one who was caboose downstairs. He raised his head and looked here.
When their eyes met, they shrugged and spread their hands, the meaning was obvious.
"He is really an ordinary person, tsk, he looks quite cute." The team member on the side picked up the frames placed on the desk in the bedroom. One was a single photo of Kooling, pointing his scissor hands at the camera, showing his back molars.
He was laughing heartlessly, with the vast prairie in the background. It should have been taken during the last team-building activity that someone was unable to participate in. The other photo was a group photo, a family portrait of Baicao Office employees, in a hot pot restaurant at home.
"So, Jibri was indeed defeated by an unknown little hacker? Ha, what kind of... dish is this? Or are the experts in this field among the people?"
"I didn't lose to her, at most it was a tie..." Jibri's unconvincing weak defense came from the hall, and then the volume suddenly increased, accompanied by the sound of clicking keyboards, "She just left not long ago, and the main chassis was hot.
Wait... since she is an ordinary person, she can't escape. There is surveillance at the entrance of this community. Give me a quarter of an hour, no, ten minutes, and I will definitely find something!"
A cold voice came, "You only have five minutes!" The smooth keyboard sound in the outer hall suddenly stopped, and then, frantic tapping——
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At this time, at the south exit of the community, a petite figure wearing a rabbit sweatshirt kept poking his head next to the door, like a groundhog about to come out of the hole. He was nervous. Then he probably made sure that there was no danger around, put on the sweatshirt and hat, and the two
The rabbit ears suddenly floated up, and she rushed out quickly with her head buried in the air. Well, she didn't go very fast, because she was wearing a pair of cotton slippers.
The situation was urgent and there was no time to change it. Of course, she might not be able to think of changing it.
Needless to say, this is the Internet-addicted girl Mu Ling. It must be said that she is really lucky. If it weren't for someone's sudden visit a few days ago and a bad taste, which made her make some preparations afterwards, then
I definitely couldn't escape just now.
She kept walking, kicking and tapping along the sidewalk, her two rabbit ears drooping feebly. In fact, taking a taxi would be a good choice at this time, but Mu Ling didn't dare. She knew that some taxis were
Anyone with a camera would be tracked by the police. In addition, she came out in a hurry. Except for the mobile phone tightly held in the palm of her right hand, she had nothing on her body, including money.
Where do ordinary people flee to when they are most panicked? Others don’t know, but Mu Ling subconsciously walked into Baicao Street, the place she was most familiar with, and then walked through the streets and alleys, which took about five minutes.
At that time, she appeared in a slightly deserted back street and got into a long and deep alley.
Maybe some people have guessed, yes, it is the back door of the original Baicao Office. This place was rented out by Zhong Wanqing to a real estate agency, and it has closed long ago. But the place where I rented it was just the front door.
The agency didn't need the huge warehouse at the back, so they didn't rent it out.
Mu Ling's destination was the warehouse at the back. The warehouse door was naturally locked, but this did not stop the resourceful internet-addicted girl. She struggled to move a large potted plant in the corner of the backyard, and a shiny key was revealed underneath.
She couldn't help laughing, and after realizing it, she quickly covered her hands. Sister Qing's habit has not changed...
He opened the warehouse smoothly, slipped in and covered it up with his hands. When he turned around, he saw familiar things in the dim light. Various fitness equipment, a small arena, and the Volvo field service vehicle parked in the garage behind.
...It feels like a world away, everything is so friendly and familiar, as if Sister Qing and Uncle Wei are still competing in the ring, she is cheering on the side, and occasionally goes for a walk on the treadmill next to it.
There is also Xiao Tang, he will also go to the ring, the passive kind, mainly at the request of Uncle Wei or Sister Qing, usually responsible for being beaten, training reaction ability, or escape ability. Under normal circumstances, he still prefers to be outside in the courtyard
When grinding the iron lump, I would go into the warehouse when it rained, find an open space, and continue polishing...
She was stunned, so sad that she almost shed tears again. She couldn't go back, everyone had their own lives now, and she was reduced to a fugitive criminal...
Without going inside, Mu Ling wiped his eyes and slowly squatted down with his back against the big iron gate. The location information had been sent through the ball, and the next step was to wait for the unknown fate to arrive.
I don’t know how much time passed in the darkness, maybe an hour, maybe half an hour, until the beep beeped softly, and the screen of the mobile phone in my hand suddenly lit up, a message from Sunflower,
"I'm here. Did I walk in from an alley?"
He hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, keep walking forward and you will see a warehouse. I will be inside."
"wait."
After a while, Mu Ling didn't hear any footsteps, but the warehouse door behind him was suddenly knocked. "Ah--" he suddenly stopped screaming, and Mu Ling suddenly jumped out like a corpse, his little face turned pale.
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"Uh... Xiang, Sunflower?"
The code was matched and the door opened. Looking at the tall figure in a cool black windbreaker under the dark night outside the door, Mu Ling hesitated and confirmed again, "Is it Sister Sunflower?"
"It's me." He also looked at the petite and exquisite wood spirit wearing a rabbit sweatshirt, Sunflower, oh, it should be called Yelian, or Ye Wangjun. He couldn't help but exhale and said briefly, "Let's go, let's get out of here first."
"oh oh."
Then there was a long period of silence. This is how the Internet works. Everyone can talk better than the other through the screen, but when they actually meet, they don’t know what to say. Mu Ling has such a personality, and Ye Wangjun is complicated.
In fact, she didn't even know what she was thinking now, and why she appeared here across half the city. This was really an irrational behavior for the killer agent.
But she still came, without much hesitation or regret. I can’t explain the specific reason. It was just like the first time they met. It was in a game. She first chose a top lane hero, and when it was the other party’s turn to choose a hero, she chose the hero in seconds.
I chose a dwarf who grows mushrooms, who is also a hero on the road. The two of them refused to give way to anyone, but they did not argue. Each relied on his own ability to add troops and grab kills. There was no communication throughout the whole process, and the game was naturally lost in the end.
Coincidentally, in the next game, they ran into each other again. This time, the opponent chose the hero first, or locked the hateful little man in seconds. She also silently took out a top lane hero from below. History repeated itself, but it was different.
What's interesting is that in that game, they were trolled by their teammates. She chose to turn a blind eye, but the person next to her was different. She sprayed five times in one second, and the trash talk on the screen was like an avalanche. At the same time, she didn't forget to replenish her troops and defend the home, and completely destroyed all her teammates.
I am autistic...
That's how they got to know each other, and after a brief exchange, they unexpectedly hit it off. Maybe they just wanted to see who the arrogant and domineering little mushroom was on the Internet, or maybe it was just pure fate... In short, she went against the rules of being a killer agent.
Even though I knew the risks involved in this trip, I still came without hesitation.
In silence, the two walked through the long alleyway. When they were about to step out of the alleyway, Ye Wangjun paused, blinked, and raised his hand to push Mu Ling to the shadow of the wall, "
Shhh——”
After confirming that the wooden spirit covering his mouth with his hands would not make any noise, Ye Wangjun slowly poked his head out again. On the deserted street, about fifty meters away, a black car parked quietly on the side of the road. It was the car she drove.
The car was coming, but the burly figure standing next to the car was not her companion, and she had no companion, so she came alone.
He was using a miniature flashlight to explore the situation in the car. If he felt something, Ye Wangjun turned his head and looked at the street corner not far away. There was a broken street lamp, and a figure almost completely blended into the shadow of the street lamp.
, looking left and right, the pistol in his hand reflected a slight cold metallic luster. This luster also shimmered at the end of the street...
He backed away slowly, then backed away again, turned his head stiffly, looked at the confused Mu Ling, and opened his mouth, "Are you sure...this is the police?!"