Chapter 183 The Eve (5)

Meanwhile, in the office.

Yan Suizhi didn't continue to stare at the screen, and the headache became heavier.

He opened a corner of the curtain to divert his attention, but his eyes fell on the entrance of the parking lot.

"Gu Yan." Yan Suizhi stared at the entrance of the parking lot and said softly, "Is the identification device at the entrance of the parking lot controlled by sensor, what color lights are on when it is on standby?"

"Blue." Gu Yan asked, "What?"

"It's okay, I see blue light over there, ask." Yan Suizhi said.

His clear eyes stared silently in that direction.

Due to the angle problem, the entrance to the parking apron cannot be seen directly, but a row of flower trees planted next to the entrance can be seen. The innermost one, the branches and leaves are plated with a faint red light.

Someone went in.

Therefore, the identification device of the parking lot has been switched to the working state, and it has not been switched back to standby.

Yan Suizhi lowered the curtains and turned to stare at the office door.

"You continue." He patted Gu Yan on the shoulder and glanced across the table.

In order to divert his attention from the headache, the cup of coffee in his hand had unknowingly bottomed out, but Gu Yan had been busy all the time. He only took two sips of coffee before putting it on hand, and it was still full.

He changed his face calmly, picked up Gu Yan's cup and walked towards the door.

But when he walked to the office door, he didn't mean to open it. Just waiting there with coffee. His eyes swept along the crack of the door, and finally fell on the handle.

His behavior was really confusing.

Gu Yan didn't stop his fingers and asked him, "Why are you standing by the door?"

Yan Suizhi took the cup in his hand, took another sip of coffee, and said calmly, "Wait."

"Wait for what?"

Wait to see if the other party has eyesight.

If Gu Yan got the database and then came in, then he could reluctantly talk to the other party until the other party couldn't turn his head.

But if you touch it before the search is complete...

outside the door.

Fitz stared at the light on the tip of his shoe, his eyes fixed.

She was still for a few seconds, and suddenly put the yogurt bottle in her hand on the flowerbed beside her, and took out a few things from the bag she was carrying.

Then he gently squeezed the doorknob.

...

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The spring inside the door flicked lightly and opened.

coming!

Yan Suizhi narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and poured out the coffee.

This is probably the peak moment of a certain dean's acting skills. While pouring out the coffee, he grabbed the door with a "snap", blocking the other party's way in in disguise.

At first glance, it was like being startled by someone outside the door, holding on to the door frame to stop.

The ghost didn't even know he had been waiting for several seconds.

But the one outside was not a vegetarian either. Before Yan Suizhi could see who was coming, something he didn't know what it was, stabbed him, and even before he touched it, he could feel his skin tingling.

Yan Suizhi's eyes quickly pinched the opponent's wrist.

The thing that was stabbed came loose in an instant, fell on the carpet, and rolled twice silently.

"Ah-" the man let out a low voice.

"Miss Fitz?" Yan Suizhi was stunned when she heard the voice.

Fitz outside the door was also stunned while holding a wrist: "Ruan?!"

For a moment, there was something else mixed in her expression of surprise. But before Yan Suizhi could investigate and understand, she lowered her head and shook her numb hand "oops".

"Knead here for a while and it'll be fine." No matter how familiar you are, she is also a lady, so it's not easy to use it casually. Yan Suizhi gestured on her wrist to tell her, and then asked, "Did the coffee hit you?"

"No, I'm very agile without wearing high heels. I basically spill it on the carpet, only my hands are numb." Fitz glared at him with a sad face: "Why do you start with such a heavy hand? Touching the switch is just that much."

Yan Suizhi: "Sorry, as soon as I opened the door, something pierced through, and I reacted instinctively. I almost thought that a thief had entered, and he was still a thief with a murder weapon. The sentence was calculated according to the transformation and robbery. I didn't pay attention to the strength of the attack."

His words were actually very psychologically oriented. The sentence "I thought I was a thief" gave Fitz a preconceived hint because he classified himself as "the reason is not a thief".

Immediately afterwards, he shook the coffee stains on the corners of his shirt, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

As expected, Miss Fitz weakened by two stanzas, and said embarrassingly: "Something has fallen here, and there are still some things to do. I was going to sleep, and suddenly I can't sleep, so I just I'm here, plus—" Fitz explained subconsciously, and stopped abruptly.

Yan Suizhi: "Huh?"

Fitz: "…………"

Oh no, this looks like my office. Isn't it right that I'm here? Why do you feel like you've strayed into someone else's territory?

Miss Fitz was very puzzled.

On the other hand, this man who really strayed into someone else's territory... was actually quite calm.

What's the point?

She was about to open her mouth to say something when Yan Suizhi bent down and picked up the "kill weapon" she had dropped on the ground.

That thing looked like a round-tip pen, just a little stubby. One of the hairs glowed with a dark blue light, and even if it didn't touch the skin, it would have a tingling feeling of hairs standing up when it got close.

"Self-defense pencil?" Yan Suizhi turned off the switch and handed it back to Fitz.

This thing is actually no different from a police electric baton, so it is made smaller and less dangerous. Some people take one with them when they walk alone at night.

Really use it, not fatal, but stab one and stun one.

Fitz took the stylus and put the other items he took out into his bag one by one.

Including but not limited to finger tiger, palm nail, pocket alarm, self-defense spray, voice recorder...

Yan Suizhi: "...Do I have to be glad that I'm barely agile, otherwise I'll have to live in Ivy for this month?"

And why is there a recorder in the mix?

Miss Fitz's momentum fell a little again, "When I opened the door, I saw light in the crack of the door, and I thought..."

"Which thief made the lights bright when he did bad things, and held an exhibition to broadcast live?" Yan Suizhi said with a smile.

"Yes." Fitz nodded.

After two laps, she almost forgot what she was going to ask, but she finally remembered: "Why are you downstairs? Where's Gu?"

For the sake of a good relationship, she didn't directly say why you came to my office, but euphemistically.

Who knew that Yan Suizhi turned his head and pointed into the office, "Mr. Gu? It's inside."

Fitz: "..."

Well, there are also groups on the site.

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Yan Suizhi said, "I have had some problems with my smartphone these past two days, and the database has been locked."

As he spoke, he turned up the screen and swiped the ten safety warning notices in a row, allowing Fitz to appreciate the entire row of shocking red exclamation marks.

"The database is locked?" Fitz frowned. She thought for a moment, but she didn't know what she was thinking. After a while, she looked at Yan Suizhi and asked, "How can it be locked? Have you checked it? My administrative and personnel contacts are quite complicated. It seems that some database was locked in the previous office. It seems to be due to remote interference?"

She said and waved her hand again: "Of course, that's what I heard that time. Some people are suspicious these days, and they like to use these rogue methods."

"I'm investigating, everything else is fine, but I'm afraid that a virus or something has been planted, which will lead to data leakage." Yan Suizhi pointed at the office, "I was looking for the file before, and you opened it for me. A lot of license rights. After thinking about it, I still think it's better to close these license rights, so as not to be stolen."

Yan Suizhi said nonsense without blinking, not to mention that what he said was not completely nonsense, at least it mixed up a lot of real situations, and rounding was considered a real reason.

"Mr. Gu's brain can't control the administrative background on your side, so I can only come down and borrow the public office to seal my communication number first."

"Oh—" Fitz suddenly realized, "No wonder, I said you can't wait for tomorrow."

"There are many dreams in the night." Yan Suizhi said.

Fitz nodded and stepped into the office.

From Yan Suizhi's position, you can see a corner of the office inside through the frosted glass wall——

On the light-brained screen, the progress bar finally jumped and turned to 100%.

The interface changes to the state where the search is completed, and then scrolls out an information bar at a very fast speed, on which are thumbnails and notes of various target files.

Gu Yan chose to export all, and the target path was defined as the landlord's unregistered smartphone.

The light-brain interface flashed again:

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Gu Yan: "..."

Yan Suizhi saw another progress bar pop up from a distance, and his head hurt even more.

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Fitz put his coat and bag on the hanger.

As long as she turned around again and walked around an assistant's desk, she could see the inner office, and the obviously special progress bar would fall into her eyes.

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Fitz turned on the humidity regulator and was about to walk in the direction of the interior when Yan Suizhi suddenly called her, "Miss Fitz."

"Huh?" She turned her head.

Yan Suizhi pointed at the flower table beside him: "You dropped a bottle of yogurt."

"Oh yes! Almost forgot!"

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Fitz walked back to the door and took the yogurt from Yan Suizhi.

This time, there was no reason to stumble upon her. Besides, two more times, even if she didn't see anything, she would be suspicious.

Gu Yan frowned and tapped his fingers on the table.

This night, Fitz didn't wear high heels, and her walking was not so crisp, but she could still hear her footsteps getting closer.

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The moment the number jumped to 100, Gu Yan immediately closed the program and deleted it permanently.

...

When Fitz entered the office,

On the public light brain, the interface of the administrative backstage was really open, and Gu Yan was wearing ear buckles, and he took a look at the intern management interface named "Ruan Ye".

And the license rights page next to it was red, and he forcibly closed it all.

Ten minutes later, Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan returned upstairs.

Fitz chatted with them for a while, finished a bottle of yogurt, and stayed in the downstairs office to start her urgent business.

Not long after the two entered the door, the expert friend who lived in the smart phone called Gu Yan.

"It's still the happiest time to communicate with you. No matter how much hell you spend, you're awake. Do you really need to sleep? Isn't it a simulated artificial intelligence?" The friend joked.

Gu Yan: "I have something to do. I worked extra in the office for a while. By the way, I experimented with what I learned from you."

"what?"

"Connect with the database under the signal source." Gu Yan said, "Is it called this?"

"Oh! Yes! I remembered it." The friend said, "Your case is so complicated recently, why do you have to try everything. How does it work?"

Gu Yan briefly described the process.

The friend said "um" in agreement at first, but then suddenly interrupted: "Wait, how did you remove the traces?"

"As you said, click Permanently remove."

"Just click Permanently remove?"

Gu Yan heard what he meant and frowned: "Apart from this, there will be other traces left? I didn't mention it last time."

The friend said embarrassingly: "Yes, I missed this last time. After the permanent removal, it is reasonable to say that there will be no traces, but there is a small part of the optical brain that is more ill, it will remove your last permanent removal. The behavior itself is recorded, and there will be some detailed information in it, just in the run log.”

Yan Suizhi leaned against the table and held Gu Yan's pot of evergreen bamboo.

When he took it, he looked up and found that Attorney Gu's face was greener than Evergreen Bamboo.

"What's wrong?" He consciously took out the other ear button from Gu Yan's trousers pocket, put it on his ear, and leaned on Gu Yan's shoulder to listen to the communication openly.

In the ear buckle, the friend added like he was still pouring beans: "...It's okay, in fact, the traces won't stay for too long. Some people like to check the running log of the day before switching on and off the optical head, it is easier to find, if you don't check it, you It's okay, it will be refreshed automatically the next day."

After saying a word, the faces of the two lawyers turned green.

"Does Miss Fitz have this habit?" Yan Suizhi tapped Gu Yan's face with his fingers and asked in a very low voice.

"……Have."

And not only checked her own optical brain, but also the two public optical brains.

Gu Yan dared to bet that after they went upstairs, the first thing Miss Fitz did when she was free was to turn on the running public light brain and read the log.

This is a fixed habit of the administrative staff of the law firm.

That said, if they're unlucky, Fitz will soon find out what they just did.

In a few minutes at most...

That friend is a genius in intelligent machine programming, but roughly equivalent to an embryo in terms of observational intelligence.

He didn't notice the suffocating silence on Gu Yan's side, and chirped again: "Oh, by the way, I asked you about another thing. You didn't say before that when you check the signal source, the original signal source The digital code has an asterisk with a superscript, right? I didn’t turn to the original draft, so I tried many different scenarios just now, and I figured out the meaning of the superscript.”

"What's the meaning?"

The friend said: "This corner sign indicates that the person who sent the information actually made a double camouflage, including the essence and the two camouflages, there are three layers of signal sources. But before you, someone has taken great pains to remove his first layer. Disguise, if someone catches it again at this time, it will be easier."

"You mean... someone is helping us?"

"Not necessarily. Maybe he doesn't know what you are doing, but like you, he wants to expose the interferer. However, he is not a technical person, and can only use some simple hands and feet to quietly lower the interferer's performance. Concealment."

"Can remove the first layer of disguise, why not engage in technology?"

The friend smiled and said, "Because it's not that complicated, the network with the same signal source is easy to do. It's enough to know a little bit of technology. The key is the license."

Same signal source?

Know some fur?

High permission?

Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan looked at each other and thought of one person almost at the same time.

A minute later, they were once again standing in the administrative personnel office on the first floor.

The frosted glass wall separates the office into two spaces, the one inside is lit with comfortable floor-to-ceiling cold lamps, which is most suitable for working overtime at night.

Fitz's optical brain and a common optical brain both have their screens lit, with the log interface running on both sides.The used records are listed one by one.

The read cursor stays on one of the rows.

And Miss Fitz is sitting in front of the public light head, her curly long hair is loose, and she is tucked behind her ears, revealing exaggerated and delicate earrings.

As we all know, this tall, beautiful and outspoken girl has the widest network of contacts in the Southern Cross.

Lawyers and partners, lawyers and service officers, partners and service officers, among these different relationships, there is always one she is the medium and link.

She knows the most things, has a great passion for all kinds of news, and is the oldest among the young people of the Southern Cross.

Intern reporting procedures must be handled by her, and it is up to her to decide whether to apply for various licenses for lawyers and students.

If there is such a person, who can silently move some hands and feet in the Southern Cross and help some, and it will not make people feel surprised, and will not cause too much unnecessary attention...

Not her.