So on this day.
The live broadcaster who was originally holding a cigarette and whispering LOL suddenly raised an eyebrow and threw it to the fans: "If you have something to do temporarily, you need to go offline, and you will make an appointment another day."
Not only a live broadcaster, but also a programmer with glasses and a dull face, or a sloppy noodle shop uncle who looks like a sloppy, etc.
Their positions are different, and even their age, appearance, and social status are different.
The only thing that is the same is that the same icon appears on their computers!
Z.
The black capital font is horizontally located in the center of the screen, and the black feathers fall with the special effects, like rebirth in the fire!
Many years ago, when they became hackers, they had already agreed to abide by the hacker creed.
There is one on it that is the most special.
When the Z logo appears on the computer.
Need to obey.
Few people see this sign appearing on computers with their own eyes.
No one knows what form it will be.
However, everyone who hackers knows that when it appears, it is when they put aside their hidden identity and return to their old careers.
Because that is their young master!
The most unique young master in the hacking world!
According to people who have experienced it, there is no need to describe the sign, because when it appeared, you will definitely recognize it at first sight.
Because it can awaken the deepest self in your heart.
So the dull programmer took off his glasses and revealed his beautiful face. He raised his left hand and took off the black hairband. When he raised his eyes, he was charming and charming.
What made people even more indifferent was that her fingers on the keyboard were tapping them very quickly.
It’s not just her, but the live broadcast master and the noodle shop uncle both have the same actions.
Especially when the uncle in the noodle restaurant was typing, the high school student carrying his schoolbag was still ordering: "Uncle, come a bowl of Chongqing noodles and add more peppers."
"Come on!" The noodle shop uncle responded, typing his words quickly.
About ten IP addresses are like bright lines, all gathered in the place where Bo Jiu is, after the most rigorous information processing.
Bo Jiu moved his fingers slightly, tapped on the keyboard, analyzed and integrated the information, and then used code to expand the search scope to another dimension.
In other words, this time the virtual main program will be within its detection range, including those communication networks that are hidden in the network and dare not show their heads. They will also be searched.
Because Bo Jiu led the hackers to operate together.
So when the anchor master saw that he had broken the special firewall that could not be broken, he couldn't help but whistle: "Cool!"
Not finished yet.
Perhaps no one knows how fast the young master's hand speed is.
After successfully escaping in the dense array of networks, they entered the hinterland so handsome that every hacker felt a little numb.
This is their carnival.
No one can understand it, but it is enough to make people have a passionate carnival.
The high school student who was about to meet, saw that he had not come to him for a long time, couldn't help but get up and knocked on the cashier: "Uncle, where is the face?"
The uncle didn't say anything, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.
A high school student has never seen an uncle like this before, and I want to ask another question.
I heard the noodle restaurant uncle spit out two words: "K,O."
"K,O?" The high school student frowned and thought to himself, I asked you to cook noodles, you are still playing games, it's so unauthentic, uncle.
Just when the high school student was about to go to see the computer page.
The noodle restaurant uncle tapped his index finger, pressed the space bar, and looked up again, and he looked like he was usually sloppy: "You should click on the bottom of Chongqing, put more peppers, right? Come on!"
"You..." The high school student swallowed back what he wanted to say just now, thinking to myself, I can still afford to have a bowl of Chongqing noodles.
The high school student is nothing but a thorny young man and the boss of the No. 2 Middle School.
This was originally a noodle restaurant opened between No. 1 and No. 2 Middle School.
He usually follows his family and doesn't pay much attention to the specific updates online.
When he sat down again and looked up at the small screen in the store, he was stunned and his head was buzzing.
It also says that people who are suspected of having disputes with the deceased have been ruled out, and the deceased has committed suicide.
What does it mean to have a dispute with the deceased?
Grandma's, he knows the virtues of that woman best.
I stole something and was preparing to buy hot searches and bite people!
Fortunately, the report also said.
The fan support group of the deceased is looking for insiders.
"If there is such a person around her, she plunders the honors that others should have, enjoy the attention brought to her by the talent of others, and maliciously spread rumors and slandering the original. If you know, we hope you can provide us with corresponding evidence. Although the adults have gone, we will help her protect her rights and fight a lawsuit about infringement."
After seeing this sentence, the thorny young man rushed out of the noodle shop and snatched his younger phone.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
"My phone is out of power, use yours to get something."
The young man from the thorn wanted to provide evidence, but he was too stupid and was slow in operating these things. He opened WeChat and planned to tell his mortal enemy, the boss of No. 1 Middle School, and Z.
The Qin family’s original family, Bo Jiu, has found the incitemental web page, which is indeed hidden very deeply. Even the registration address for establishing the website’s backend is used abroad.
However, those things still did not stop Bo Jiu's invasion.
Just as Qin Mo expected, everyone here witnessed a silent massacre.
From the beginning when the deceased was infringed, he appeared in pain and had long been recorded in video.
Video after video, it seemed that the person was defeated by reality.
It seems that the more people are, the more they can attract the interest of these people.
They were waiting for the deceased to commit suicide every day, but the man was very tenacious.
After the last video of the deceased was posted.
Someone suggested committing suicide together.
Because I think it's boring to live like this.
Because I think this kind of society is boring.
Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes: "This is her purpose. I want to have a large-scale collective destruction, so there is a saying of a girl's memorial."
Originally, she would have thought the great god would say something.
Unexpectedly, when I opened my mouth, I was fed a dumpling that was not so hot.
The dumplings are delicious, with thin skin and big filling. When they bite, Bo Jiu wanted to swallow his tongue along with him.
Qin Mo has always liked to do something like being able to feed someone, so he set up another dumpling, leaned over with thin lips, and blew it.
Bo Jiu paused his fingers, looking at the handsome and cold side face and the eyelashes that moved slightly when the man was lowering his eyes, and his body was warm.
She still remembers that the great god and the others had just arrived next to her house. Grandpa An made dumplings. She was called over and could not take chopsticks. She had no choice but to stay in China since she was born, so she used a spoon to scoop and loved to eat dumplings. But she was a little stupid when she ate them.
Unlike the doll sitting next to her, she is very attentive and even eating a dumpling.
Finally, he really couldn't stand her stupid appearance. Seeing that she couldn't scoop up, he picked up one with chopsticks, blew it, and stuffed it into her mouth, and said coldly: "It's so stupid that I really let you down on your seemingly smart face."
Bo Jiu sometimes finds it strange.
These memories only emerged little by little when they confirmed that the great god was her childhood pet.
It is obvious that it is impossible to forget no matter what it is.
In fact, Bo Jiu has never forgotten it.
But when she becomes Z, many things are destined to be regarded as the most precious things and stored in the deepest part of her heart.
What's more, he is Qin Mo, a psychological crime profiler, and he caught someone like her.
The second dumpling was handed to the lips.
Bo Jiu subconsciously opened his mouth.
He looks very well-behaved.
Qin Mo's mouth clearly showed a smile.
The princess watched this scene from the side, jealous and was very patient when the owner fed it.
But I have never been so gentle.
That's true.
After seeing something dipped in the corner of the boy's mouth, he leaned over and rushed over his fingertips. His deep eyes made people look at him and didn't want to move them away.
The two of them were sitting shoulder to shoulder, and at this time, because of Qin Mo's movements, they were very close.
Even if he was eating dumplings, Bo Jiu smelled the breath from the great god.
The sun shines down.
Qin Mo just feeds the typing boy a dumpling and eats another one by himself.
Both of them are good-looking, and the picture looks pleasing to the eye, which makes Aunt Zhang, who is standing outside the door, send nothing in.
Bo Jiu also noticed that half of the dumplings on the plate were wrapped in exquisite shapes, while the other half was really different in shape.
But what the great god gave her was beautifully shaped, and the rest of the crooked ones all came into the great god's mouth.
As for who made those incompatible dumplings, it was obvious that they were from her.
Bo Jiu immediately changed his expression, stared at Qin Mo and ate the fourth one, and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Usually at this time, the close-fitting Xiaomi would say it tastes delicious to coax her, the domineering president.
But the great gods always don’t follow the plot.
"You asked this, do you want to hear lies?" Qin Mo's tone was very light, and he picked up another dumpling for someone.
Bo Jiu:...She understood that the dumplings should not taste very good.
If I really can't help but kidnap the master in the future, I'd better cook instant noodles for him. I can do this kind of cooking skill.
When Bo Jiu thought so, she didn't know that it was not that there were many dumplings of different shapes on the plate, but that Qin Mo had put all the dumplings she made on her plate. It had nothing to do with whether it was delicious or not, but because she was the one who made these dumplings.
After Qin Mo fed Bo Jiu the last dumpling, Bo Jiu also stopped his hand and transferred all the key evidence to her USB drive.
"Wait a minute." Qin Mo pointed his slender and fair fingers on the screen: "There is something wrong with this post."
Upon hearing this, Bo Jiu turned his attention away. There was indeed a problem. Judging from the content of the post, this is a new memorial post.
"This is……"
Qin Mo's eyes were slightly deeper: "The next victim."
Yu Luo, he took out his cell phone and called Director Huang: "There is someone who needs you to find it. No, it is not the witness this time, but the next victim."
"What did you say? The next victim?" Director Huang suddenly started fighting from his seat.
Qin Mo's tone was very light. He did not explain much, but only said five words: "The girl's memorial."
These five words are enough to make Director Huang understand the meaning, but he did not expect that a case that had passed would continue!
This made Director Huang feel an unprecedented chill.
"What did you find?"
"a lot of."
Director Huang frowned: "It's a bit difficult to do."
"Why is it difficult to do?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.
Director Huang grabbed his hair, as if his anger had not yet disappeared: "That guy Smith has told the media that he had judged that the deceased had committed suicide. If it was a serial killer case, it would be taboo to publish these things."
Qin Mo looked at the teenager whose eyes were turned to him, and his emotions remained unchanged: "A website, on this website, recorded all the behaviors of the victim in the past month. Until her death, it was the last video. It is certain that she did not commit suicide, but was deliberately murdered. You can see the video posted online. Although it is all white medicine bottles, the medicine bottle in the police hand was not the one that the victim took in the video at that time, because the size was different. This proves that someone changed the evidence one step before the police arrived. If it was not murder, what evidence would be exchanged? Taboo, it will only make more people killed, or do you want to continue climbing up, so when you know it, you pretend not to know and whitewash the peace?"
"Grandma, don't use provocation to me." Director Huang slapped the table: "I'm thinking about what to do."
Qin Mo's voice returned to his usual indifference: "At a press conference, he said publicly, how did she die?"
"No need to say it, I know too!" Director Huang was cursing the brat in his heart the next second, but laughed: "If this happens, that mother won't have to be in such pain."
Director Huang has read some messages from online people. Li Xue’s transcript was done by the Crime Team. When he heard Li Xue say, “These things have nothing to do with her. She committed suicide because she had poor psychological endurance.”
Director Huang finally understood why that mother cried.
What is scary is not the Internet, but the human nature that has been destroyed in reality.
Even when he saw the victim's mother, Li Xue still said, "Isn't it just an apology? I'll apologize, your daughter is dead, you go and cry your daughter, what does it mean to cry here?"
He could not forget the mother's eyes. She looked at Li Xue, her eyes full of hatred and despair.
But there is no way.
He looked at the mother's fingers and asked him, "Is there no way? My daughter really won't commit suicide. Is this what everyone evaluated her? What about that person just now? He didn't receive any punishment? Then why did my daughter persist for so long?"
He couldn't answer at the time, as if he was strangled to his throat.
He didn't know how to tell a mother that your daughter... had been determined to commit suicide.
Chapter completed!