Bit Mania [Hacking]

Time flew by, and one morning in 92, the family enjoyed a nutritious breakfast as usual.At the beginning of the trip, drinking hot milk, listening to my father holding a newspaper, reading a few articles from time to time, and talking about my own opinions.

"...News from Huaguo, there is an ace engineer from a government unit who led a team to formulate several construction plans, and was accused by his family of being insane... When the medical staff of the mental hospital came to take him away, he was hacked to death with a knife The three of them...tsk, and later the police were dispatched for this, and when they were arresting him, a minor was found imprisoned in the basement of his house, and the engineer committed suicide a few days later..."

"Oh my god, imprisoning minors?!" The mother covered her mouth and exclaimed, "It's really terrible, this pervert..."

"Hua is really a worrying country..."

"This kind of thing often happens in our country..."

"Be careful when you go out after Xiaochu..."

"Eh?" Xing Chu's eyes widened, he took the newspaper and glanced at it blankly, and then frowned: "... Later, according to the in-depth investigation, this man named Qin Yaode seemed to be in a period of time before the incident It showed a lot of abnormal behaviors, such as robbery, arson, streaking, jumping into cesspit, doing strange things to bitches..."

Before finishing reading, the newspapers in their hands were taken away by the parents and thrown aside.

Things become irrelevant because of the distant geographical gap. At most, they just sigh that the world is getting worse, but they don't know the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys experienced by the protagonist in the story.

After Zixin disappeared, Luo's father went out all night to look for it. At the same time, a respectable old man came to Huanjiang.

Long-distance travel makes people physically and mentally exhausted, let alone an elderly person. Song Yubai leaned against the car window without sleep, admiring the scenery along the road with his experienced eyes. Suddenly, a figure flashed from his vision However, the old man was stunned for a while, as if he couldn't believe it, he hurriedly directed the driver to turn the car around and stopped the man.

He opened the car door, and looked at the travel-worn man in front of him as if he was uncertain. The man couldn't avoid him, so he reluctantly opened his mouth first: "Senior."

"Are you... mathias?!"

After a brief acquaintance, but no further conversation, the man code-named God-given looked hurried and declined his persuasion, but Song Yubai's good mood was not destroyed. After returning to the old house he bought in Huanjiang, he couldn't wait I sent news to my friends in the central military, telling them that I had received the news of the Vietnam War hero "God-given".

The old man hung up the phone full of lost and recovered, and had already begun to look forward to the bright future after the return of the "God's Gift", but unexpectedly, thousands of miles away on the other side of the ocean, a group of spies took off the wiretapping equipment on their heads and sent the news to him. Reported up as quickly as possible.

The weak distress signal sent by the boy trapped in the basement was finally received by someone through the mobile phone. The man code-named God-given laid down the manuscript paper on which the signal waveform was transcribed, and was about to pick up the phone to operate something when there was a barely perceptible beep. There was a sudden cracking sound, and the bullets of the soft pistol, with unstoppable momentum, pierced the man's back into the chest, and the blood exploded on the table in front of him, as if his strength had been taken away in an instant. Father Luo's defenseless body Fall down slowly along the table.

The phone receiver I just picked up slipped from my hand, and was hung on the edge of the table by the bent phone line, hanging down, shaking, and beeping busy tone waiting to be dialed from inside.He fell to the ground, his facial features twisted due to the severe pain, but he raised one hand hard, trying to grab the microphone.

Two heavily armed special forces soldiers appeared in the room, looked at the man lying in a pool of blood, and walked forward step by step.

"It didn't kill you...George, your shooting class needs to be retaken."

"Huh." The other made a nasal sound, raised the black gun barrel, and pushed it to the middle of the forehead of the man on the ground.The pupils under the muzzle of the gun reflected the two faces wearing hoods, embodying strong unwillingness and pleading.

"Give me 1 minutes..."

"boom--"

……

"Clean up the scene."

……

Until the next year, when Luo Zixin returned home after escaping from Qin Yaode, all he saw was an empty and dusty house.

The boy searched the entire town, asking around for his father's whereabouts, but he could not find any clues. The man seemed to evaporate suddenly, without a sound, and it was difficult to find his whereabouts.

It is difficult to accept this fact, coupled with the psychological shadow caused by being trapped for a year, the boy gradually no longer wants to talk to the outside world, and shuts himself in the room all day long. The only company with him is the modified laser computer, because the laser The shape of the wires is twisted, and the ID name "octo" is self-deprecating-like an octopus... Soon after, the school dismissed him because of long-term absenteeism, and the sympathy of the surrounding neighbors was mixed with the parents' short-term pointing.

Brother-in-law Liang Zhang often brought food to help. This situation lasted for less than half a month and ended. Later, I heard that it aroused the suspicion of the woman in the gossip. He moved to the city with his fiancée. His Luo Zixin's reputation outside the world has been completely ruined by Qin Yaode. After word of mouth, weird and ugly rumors abound.

Song Yubai heard the news of Luo Hui's "disappearance", and once came to see him at home, with the intention of taking him in, but after seeing the interface of intruding into the official system on Zixin's computer, he sighed and shook his head and left.

"This man, I can't keep him by my side."

He didn't know that the boy at that time was just trying to find the truth about his father's "disappearance" through the Internet.

In the second half of 92, life was unsustainable.It was the 14-year-old Octo who completely disassembled the laser, put the most core parts into a backpack, and got on the train leaving home among the crowd.

When he first arrived in a different place, he was robbed and left penniless.Under the hunger and cold, I heard about a telephone lottery program, the winner can get a reward of [-] yuan.The silent boy rubbed his stomach, used the public phone to hack into the system, and easily got the bonus, in exchange for a hot dinner and a warm seat.

In 93, according to the expectations of the elders around him, Qi Xingchu followed the established life trajectory and was admitted to the University of California, San Diego to study business administration as he wished.

At that time, how could I have expected that shortly after entering school, an unexpected misfortune had quietly arrived.

Without warning, the clients broke into the house that day. My father was stopped in the garage, my mother hid in her room and locked herself crying, and the servant was talking incoherently on the phone. When I rushed home, a group of people came up to me: " He is the young master!"

"Have you turned 18?"

"full……"

"Don't let him run away!"

The customer's private information was leaked for no reason and exposed to the public. Of course, it was inevitably captured by their hostile company. The project data was not worthy of the name. , The losses caused can only be paid out of their own pockets.

It was handed over to the police for investigation, and it was only half a year after the incident broke out that the company's information system was hacked. At that time, similar incidents occurred in enterprises, trade unions, and even government network systems in many countries. All efforts are being made to hunt down this or that malicious hacker.

There was a wave of panic in the industry, and the country's network security forces were also alarmed, and a lot of manpower and material resources were invested in arresting hackers. Finally, some clues surfaced——

octo, the name of the hacker.Yes, this is the only person who committed all these crimes.

After confirming his identity, octo is still at large and has not been caught. It seems that he knows that these companies are spared no effort to provide clues to the police or hire security experts to deal with him in order to hunt him down. Hackers often go back and forth, making those security experts They played tricks like monkeys, and then left the company's information system in muddy water.

In the following days, as if you were being targeted for revenge, you were invaded again and again, but the so-called security experts you invited were helpless, and the victimized customers who lost money would not care about your plight of "not catching criminals". They are still aggressive and want you to make up for their losses. The company needs to maintain normal daily operations. In desperation, they can only tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall. In less than a year, the size of the company that is not considered big has shrunk. Half.

Unexpectedly, because of the unbearable disturbance, the father who was respected since childhood fled abroad to avoid the entangled debts, leaving the mother and son staring at each other in astonishment, silently watching the door of the house being smashed open by the money collector.

From then on, as if he had fallen weightlessly from the sky, the burden of life that he never had to worry about suddenly fell on the shoulders of this young man, almost overwhelming him. Like the company, it collapsed silently.

Because of this series of changes, Qi Xingchu had to work several part-time jobs at the same time. How could Qi Xingchu, who was running around day and night, not hate this hacker codenamed octo.At the same time, another strong emotion emerged uncontrollably-why no one could stop his crime?

They are like helpless lambs, randomly kept in the dilapidated sheepfolds, as long as the hackers are willing, no one can resist and can only be slaughtered.At that time, how much I hoped that a tall figure would stand up and set up a protective sky for them... But in the end, no one, maybe couldn't, maybe didn't want to, maybe didn't dare.

Accept your fate?

No, never!

In October 94, through a series of procedures, he transferred from the Engineering Management Department to the Network Security Department of the University of San Diego with excellent grades, and began to immerse himself in computer attack and defense technology.

Mother asked worriedly, I know what you mean, but is this too forced?

The teacher stopped him, you have no foundation in this subject, what if you can't learn it well?

The counselor advised me regretfully, now that your family is in trouble, as a top student with the highest coefficient of engineering management, the only way to complete your studies is to get a full scholarship. If you change your major, are you sure you can still get the scholarship?I'm afraid even getting a bachelor's degree will become a luxury by then.

Xingchu said, "Who else can help me?"

He said, "Trust me."

What he has to do is not just changing majors and taking different courses. These are far from enough to deal with highly skilled hackers.The University of San Diego has the world's top supercomputer center (that is, the place where Kevin Mitnick invaded in Christmas 94), equipped with information experts and the most advanced equipment recruited from all over the world, he will make full use of this rich land The soil, exhausting every bit of potential in the body, grows at the fastest speed—to the extent that it can compete with Octo.

Soon, in Qi Xingchu's student account, he suddenly received an anonymous sponsorship money, which was enough to support him to complete his four years of university studies. He extended a helping hand to himself in times of crisis, but the school kept it secret, and just conveyed to him a sentence from the other party: "—Give you a chance, and devote yourself to it."

In the same year, Zurich, the watch country, kicked off a protracted mathematical feast.

In the huge venue, the shutters of the reporters’ cameras kept flickering, the voices were bustling, and the lights on the academic report stage were bright, but if you pay attention, you can find people sitting in their seats turning their heads to look at a corner from time to time, and stealing Whispering, pointing.

Following their line of sight, it is a relatively inner position of the venue. Because it is far away from the aisle, leaving from here requires a lot of seats to give way, so it is very inconvenient to come and go, and the participants sitting here are usually not arranged Go up and give a speech.

But it is such a position, but now there is a character who is incompatible with the surrounding people.

It was an unusually young teenager.

But at the age of sixteen or seventeen, the figure that has just begun to grow looks like a strong bamboo. The neatly combed brown hair shows the owner's dignity and calmness. The chin made his handsome face look like a layer of frost.

People around looked at him with amazed, disdainful or jealous eyes, and whispered to each other from time to time, as if on purpose, even if they were heard, they did not hide it.

"He is the first minor ever invited here, the Australian-Chinese?"

"I see it..."

"It's incredible..."

"Oh, what's the big deal, I'm just here to observe, I don't have the qualifications to give a speech at all..."

"That's right, I guess I can't even understand it, let alone the Fields Medal..."

"In the end, it's just a tool used by Chairman Bruch to promote his love of talents..."

"Tsk tsk..."

There was a lot of noise around him, but this young man was like a sculpture, sitting there upright and motionless. The meeting lasted for several hours, and he just heard the end without saying a word.

When the conference ended that day, Zheng Xiu walked out of the venue with the crowd, his cold face slightly raised. At that time, the night sky was completely uniform without any stars, and one after another, people who were talking and laughing at Yan Yan passed him by, and got on their respective vehicles. Tools fly away.

A taxi stopped in front of him, and the thin middle-aged driver greeted him with a single tone. He shook his head slightly and looked away.

The taxi drove out of sight with the dust and smoke, coming and going in vain, the world and human feelings, like duckweed without roots.

There was the giggling sound of a young child behind him, and he turned around. The middle-aged Chinese couple handed over the three-year-old child to the boy, and walked aside with an old scholar with half-gray hair, and both sides smiled. Talking about something, Zheng Xiu recognized the old man, and he was Bruch, the chairman of the Congress of Mathematicians.

"I can arrange for him to study at Princeton University."

"The tuition fee?..." The couple showed hesitation.

"As long as the child gives the grades, he can get a scholarship that is more than the tuition fee." Bruch smiled.

"Really?"

"The premise is that he must become my student by name."

"Brother...Brother..." The little girl in her arms cried softly, and the brother who was not related by blood looked down at her.

"What are Mummy and Daddy doing?" the girl asked.

"Business." Zheng Xiu said.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the crowd that hadn't dispersed. He followed the sound and saw a dozen or so small black spots in the sky flying towards this side with the buzzing sound of electric motors. Soon those flying objects Under the bustling neon lights, it revealed its original appearance. It was a small remote control plane. At the same time, a group of young people on the ground were holding the remote control in their hands. A young man who seemed to be the leader shouted: "Land here! Well, today's test flight was a success!"

"Remote control aircraft enthusiasts..." People shook their heads in surprise, and quickly withdrew their attention.

Zheng Xiu put down his sister and rubbed his sore arm. At the same time, a small plane crashed into his arms with a "snap". However, after waiting for a long time, the fans had already left together, but no one came to take the plane back from him.

And the electric gadget in his arms quickly exhausted the motor, and he returned to calm. He lowered his head and looked carefully, and found that there was a mobile phone strapped to the plane.

Thinking that he might be able to find a contact through it, Zheng Xiu took off the phone and opened the address book on it, but there was only one phone number in it——

Signature: octo.

Across the street from the mathematician conference venue, in a hotel room, the window facing the street was wide open, and the cool night breeze poured into the room wantonly, blowing the hair of the figure sitting by the window, and the man had one leg bent Stepping on the window frame, holding the laptop with his left arm bent, he typed the last command.

"Successful...landing."