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455M Doctor, Yang Baoyi, right? (One(1/2)

"Ah?" The servant was obviously reluctant to leave, "Don't you eat lunch?"

Meng Fu was still slow and calm, his face still changed: "I made an appointment with them for lunch."

The servant was obviously sorry, "Okay, I'll say it to the chef."

Meng Fu and his friends left.

Behind them, the cold sweat on Butler Yang's body disappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Meng Fu shouldn't know, so he followed and sent Meng Fu.

It would be fine if Jiang Xinchen left, so as not to be worried all the time.

Just when Butler Yang was glad, Meng Fu suddenly turned around and glanced at him, with deep eyes.

Butler Yang's heart tightened. Before he could react, Meng Fu withdrew his gaze.

The servant was still chattering, "Do you really want the driver to give it to me? There are also many models bought by the eldest young master..."

Jiang Xinchen didn't notice the model, and just looked up, "What model?"

"My cousin bought you a collection room, are you happy?" Meng Fu saw the car and said goodbye to the servant, then carried Jiang Xinchen's collar and walked forward.

The servant saw a black car from a distance, and a man with a tall figure came out of the driver's seat. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he felt very aggressive all over his body.

**

In the car, Meng Fu sat in the co-pilot on his own. After Jiang Xinchen got in the car, he ignored him.

I just lowered my head and played with my phone, and took out my headphones from my pocket.

The moment the mobile phone opens an app, the mobile phone page becomes a programmer instantly. Meng Fu's eyes are lazy, but the action of invading Yizhong in his hands is very fast.

After all, No. 1 Middle School is just a high school, and it is not such a powerful firewall.

Meng Fu randomly attacked the inside with a Trojan horse, and brought out the surveillance video from 8:00 to 10:00 this morning.

There are many monitoring monitors in No. 1 Middle School, and she downloaded several G monitoring monitors.

She didn't bother to watch so many surveillance cameras. She opened WeChat, found Rui Ze's avatar, and sent him the pile of surveillance cameras-

[After finding out the suspicious person inside, send me the information and social relations]

at the same time.

Rui Ze in the brigade is reading a crime analysis report.

Before he finished reading it, the WeChat avatar in the lower right corner lit up. He clicked it casually and saw which avatar was sending the message.

He stared at him suddenly, then quickly put down the instant noodles box, opened the message and logged into his email.

While downloading, I picked up the phone on the table and called the others, "Hurry up, the god is looking for us!"

Soon, a large circle of people surrounded his computer desk, staring at Rui Ze's computer intently.

Meng Fu has helped their Criminal Investigation Department a lot in the past year. He would ask her remotely for the firewall that Rui Ze could not solve, and Rui Ze also learned a lot from her.

Meng Furen is not here, but the Criminal Investigation Department is full of her legends.

Everyone knows that the team is scary, especially Rui Ze, the top domestic hacker under him. However, few people know that Rui Ze has a great god behind him.

They always ask Meng Fuduo to find them, but now Meng Fu finds them, and everyone is extremely excited.

Until Ruize turned on the surveillance.

Huangmao: "...why, why is it high school?"

The bald man was still insisting, "This must be a perverted serial murder!"

There were more than a dozen people under the team, each of which was divided into several places to monitor. In less than two hours, all the surveillance was watched and played.

In the end, only four men in black who seemed to be mixed up were screenshots. The four people's anti-reconnaissance ability was obviously very weak. Although they were determined to avoid surveillance, they were not strong enough and were photographed by the camera more than a dozen times.

What they took over are serial cases or cases that others cannot handle, or even international cases... This is the first time they have come into contact with such a small case.

Rui Ze checked his face and instantly transferred the information of the four men in black, and ordered Huangmao: "Go and arrest the four of them and interrogate them."

Huang Mao nodded, but was still curious, "This man doesn't look like he can provoke a great god?"

Rui Ze glanced lightly, "I'm afraid of my life."

**

Duan Shenmin is in the research laboratory.

He and his accounting model team had a total of eight people, and Duan Shenmin placed the nuclear submarine model on the table.

Duan Shenmin pinched his eyebrows and looked at Pei Xi, "Did you have the first result come out?"

Pei Xi held the computer, entered the formula, and shook his head, "No, the time is too tight, the verification results are cumbersome, and it will not be calculated until tomorrow afternoon at least."

Others shook their heads.

Duan Shenmin nodded and divided the labor and cooperated. "This result has not been calculated. The professor will have the first experiment tomorrow. Everyone should seize the time to divide the labor and cooperate."

Yang Zhaolin, who was sitting in the middle and was speechless, saw that the others had left, then he looked up at Duan Shenmin, and remembered the humanoid computer in his mind: "Duan Guai, I know a super brain, she has strong arithmetic ability. Can you show her this formula?"

When it was the first time I came into contact with this, Yang Zhaolin didn't know how to be considered a leak.

"This is the calculation result. There are no parts and graphics, so it is not considered a leak," Duan Shenmin raised his head and his eyes lit up, "Ask your friend."

Mathematics also divides details. The most difficult thing is logical graph rows. Arithmetic is to substitute the huge amount of calculations in the near rows of numbers. It is not a difficult category. It can generally be replaced by computers, but some calculations cannot be replaced by computers.

Yang Zhaolin nodded and prepared to go back to ask Meng Fu in the evening. If Meng Fu could help, it would definitely be a new path for her.

**

Jiang Xinchen’s house has not been handed over yet.

Su Cheng drove to his second floor of the duplex.

"Sister, this is..." Jiang Xinchen looked at Yanshen's carpet that looked very expensive when he arrived at the door, and did not dare to step on it.

Meng Fu changed his slippers and kicked Su Di's slippers to Jiang Xinchen, "changing his shoes by himself."

Su Cheng took off his coat, then reached out to carry Jiang Xinchen's box in, reached out to press the password lock on the door, and underestimated: "Cut your fingerprints yourself."

Jiang Xinchen looked at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu leaned against the shoe cabinet and raised his eyebrows, "What do you think I'm doing? Record it?"

Jiang Xinchen said "Oh" and then entered his fingerprint.

"Brother Su, is this your house?" Jiang Xinchen changed into slippers.

Su Cheng casually said "yes", signaling him to go upstairs with him and take him to the guest room.

"Oh." Jiang Xinchen's eyes lit up, and he kept jumping while walking.

This is not the Yang family’s villa, there is no swimming pool or flower room, but Jiang Xinchen felt relaxed as soon as he came in.

He followed Su Cheng to the guest room.

Su Cheng put his box in the guest room, stood at the door, and didn't go in. He only looked at Jiang Xinchen, "There are gyms and study rooms downstairs. I read the books in the study yourself. There is only one rule, you can't bring your girlfriend in."

As soon as Jiang Xinchen entered the room, he heard his words. He looked at Su Cheng and said, "I don't..."

Su Cheng said "Yes" and said casually, "You can't do a boyfriend either."

Jiang Xinchen: “…???”

Jiang Xinchen was anxious: "No, I..."

"Oh," Su Cheng glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, and said carelessly, "You don't need to explain to me."

He turned politely and went downstairs to find Meng Fu.

Downstairs, Meng Fu took off his coat and sat on the sofa in a black thread. The collar of the thread was not high, and he could see his fair collarbone. He held a thick document in his hand, and his eyebrows looked cold.

There was a small aircraft in front of him, which looked a bit like the one in his study, but the wings were folded.

Su Cheng took a look and found that the five big words [Confidential Engineering Academy] were clearly printed on the seal of the document.

He walked over, picked up the aircraft, checked it, there were obvious signs of being thrown by him, his fingertips were covered with a layer of cold color, and his voice was low: "What did the kid do it?"

Meng Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, licked his dry lips, and the dangerous aura was filled with his eyes: "No."

Su Cheng didn't put down the aircraft in his hand, and just sat on the coffee table, with two legs that had nowhere to be placed casually, supporting the coffee table with one hand, lowered his head slightly, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a very slow speech: "I'll take him to find the place?"

"Ah, no." Meng Fu looked up, his face was close to him.

Su Cheng put the aircraft on the table, asked humbly, staring at her eyelashes, "Why?"

Meng Fu was also puzzled, "I am a good citizen, I am a reasonable person."

Su Cheng looked at her for a while and confirmed that she wasn't really joking. Then he stood up and held back his smile, "Okay, Da Liangmin, can you eat pork ribs for lunch?"

Outside the door, someone rang the doorbell, and it was the one who came to deliver food to them.

Su Cheng opened the door and let someone come in.

The person who delivered the meal walked towards the dining table, but Su Cheng pointed to the coffee table and said, "Where are you put it."

The person who came was stunned and shocked the dishes to react. He saw someone on the sofa, but he didn't dare to look around. He lowered his head and put the wooden box aside, took out the dishes inside and placed them on the coffee table.

Meng Fu's cell phone in his pocket rang now.
To be continued...
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