A little knowledge

The little fat man seemed very confident and greeted them into the room.

"My parents have gone to work, please don't break things, or I will be scolded again later."

While walking upstairs, the little fat man reminded him.

It seems like there is some strange misunderstanding about people from this kind of intelligence agency.

The two looked at each other, and Bob followed suit with some humor.

"Little fat man, you'd better take a look at the clues quickly. Our time is very tight. If you find any strange noises in your home, I suggest you ask someone from the decoration company to take a look."

"First of all, my name is not Fatty, my name is Kuru. Secondly, I am not the kind of person who reports false information. I really made discoveries."

At the door of a small house, Kuru said somewhat seriously, and then opened the small door.

"Come in, it's a bit messy here, just sit wherever you want."

This should be a storage place, it is not large, but it has been converted into a computer room by this little fat man.

Three or four hosts, four or five screens, and even a small personal server.

As a veteran, Will immediately saw the value of these things around him.

"Did you buy these yourself?" Will asked curiously, pointing around.

This adds up to nearly 100,000 US dollars, which is not something a college student can afford.

And judging from their living environment, they don’t look like rich people.

"Don't think too much about it. Although I am fat, my computer skills are very strong. I earned these from catching bugs for Microsoft, and some of them were used by my dad to pay off the mortgage."

The little fat man glanced at Will and turned on the computer.

"Okay, we are not interested in your family history. According to the documents, you found something wrong. Signs?"

Shrugging, Will took out a tablet, flipped through it and asked.

"Yes, a signal, and I can guarantee that you have never seen this thing before."

"Oh? Come and listen."

Will is really interested now, at least this little fat guy looks more reliable than those guys.

Maybe I really discovered something.

"Let me explain first, I am a radio enthusiast who likes to collect and analyze signals in various frequency bands in the universe.

At the same time, I am also a firm advocate of extraterrestrial civilization, and I believe that there must be other civilizations in the universe."

"So what did you discover? Extraterrestrial civilization?" Bob asked amusingly while touching a brand new PS5.

"You see, this is the signal I collected that day. I received it three days before the spacecraft took off. It is completely different from the types of signals I knew before.

It looks messy, but there is actually a specific frequency in it. This is undoubtedly an encrypted signal, but I can't analyze it."

The little fat man was too lazy to say anything. He turned on the computer and directly called up a piece of data.

"Go on." Will touched his chin to indicate for him to continue.

"This signal appeared three times in total, and there may have been more, but I only received it three times, and then it never appeared again.

When the next time it appeared was when the spacecraft took off, my equipment monitored this frequency band twice more.

Finally, when the spacecraft exploded, the highlight came. You see, I received a total of more than thirty signals, which can be said to be very frequent. And all of these signals were sent to the universe."

After a pause for a few seconds, Kuru saw that both of them were listening carefully before continuing, "Originally I thought I was overthinking it, but when the commander said on TV that the suspicious objects that destroyed our spaceship were around Los Santos

At that time, I believed that I must have heard something wrong.

Think about it, who would send a signal to space without any problem?"

After hearing this, Will touched his chin and asked, "Is it possible it's a satellite signal?"

"It's impossible. No matter what kind of satellite signal it is, it will establish a stable connection with the ground for a long time, instead of this intermittent connection, just like sending a telegram."

Kuru said decisively.

"Um, do I need to report it?" Bob glanced at Will and felt that this might be the most useful clue in the past few days.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, at least it can let the people above know that the two of them are not lazy.

"Okay, report it and give me the data."

What Bob can think of, Will, an old man, naturally knows too.

Indeed, it’s time to hand over something, otherwise the assessment will be a bit ugly.

"No, I can't give you this data without money." Kuru frowned slightly and protected the computer.

"Boy, do you have any misunderstanding? If the thing is right, the money will be given to you, but how can you guarantee that this thing is definitely right?"

Will thought this little guy was a bit funny, and seemed to have decided that the five hundred thousand was his.

"If you are really looking for signals related to alien weapons, this is definitely what you are looking for." Kulu patted his chest confidently.

"This is not something we can have the final say on. Besides, who says it must be an alien weapon?"

"It's not an alien weapon? Then what are you looking for?" Kulu was obviously stunned.

Didn't the commander-in-chief's line that day mean that he suspected that there were alien weapons at work?

"Listen, we don't know what the situation is until the results come out. Your clue is indeed useful, but it is limited to this and needs someone higher up to make a judgment.

So, leave your stuff to us and wait for the news."

"." Kuru stopped talking and touched his belly as if thinking about something.

After a while he shook his head, "I can only give you half, or I only have half on the computer right now, and the other half is on the Internet. If you are sure that this clue is useful, use money to exchange for the second half."

"You" Bob is a little impatient, what does this little brat think of the intelligence agency? Still bargaining?

Just when he was about to say something harsh to scare him, Will stretched out his hand to interrupt and said, "Okay, give me this half first, but you have to make sure that what you give is convincing enough."

Half an hour later.

"Why did you just agree? Why don't you just scare the little kid and it's all over?" Bob asked with some doubts while driving the car.

"It's just a kid, why are you trying to scare him? Besides, you don't see that they don't trust us? After all, our image in the movie is not good." Will lit a cigarette and said with a smile.

"You just like children too much. I'm afraid it would be harder to talk to an uncle than me." Bob rolled his eyes and complained.

Will just blew out a smoke ring without answering.

Indeed, when I have a wife and children at home, I basically can’t lose my temper with the children. There is a saying.

People will change after all.

Anyway, this half is only enough. Bob may not know that he also graduated with an information major.

From my own perspective, the things in the little fat man's hands are really quite sophisticated.
Chapter completed!