Bit Mania [Hacking]

When Qin Yaode handed over the completed project to the director's desk the next day, all the colleagues around him stared at this scene in disbelief. They knew that it would take a week to work day and night. It is almost impossible to complete the project, because it contains a huge amount of calculation and is very complicated. As long as one link fails, other aspects cannot be connected.

But this man handed over the plan in just one night, and those who were interested in it poked their heads, obviously not believing that he could do it, and waiting for Qin Yaode to be scolded with an expression on his face.

Even the project director couldn't believe it, he took the copy with doubts, only a few thin sheets of paper made his doubts deepened, and he looked at it impatiently.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a roar in the office: "Wonderful, really wonderful!"

The door was slammed open from the inside, and the project director stumbled out with a document in hand. People along the way looked at him strangely, wondering why the always stable director suddenly seemed to have lost his mind. .

Qin Yaode ran out right behind him, and went straight to the office of the leaders of the project department of the municipal government. Watching his copywriting being passed around by several heavyweights, one of the leaders picked up the landline and scolded: "Call me the Minister of Construction, now!"

After a while, the minister of the Ministry of Construction where he used to work appeared in the office with a pale face. The leader picked up the paper on the table and slammed it on the face of the nearly fifty-year-old minister: "Look, look, this A person of this level, you fucking let him work as a small technician in your department for 12 years! What a big deal! Do you know how scarce talents are in this field, and how much budget does it take to hire a senior engineer?!"

Qin Yaode stared blankly at this series of events. The old minister who used to look at him coldly was now bending over to apologize to himself. His old face was full of sweat. It was just like an absurd farce. On the third day after Qin Yaode came to the new department, he was promoted again. Compared with a month ago, his salary has increased by five times in a row, and his superiors even paid him three months' salary in advance because of his outstanding performance. .

In his middle age, this man finally tasted the belated glory. Everything was so grotesque and dreamlike. With the promotion notice in his hand, he unconsciously cast his eyes in the direction of the basement, as if watching a legend. Solomon’s Treasure in the movie, he finally fully realized what kind of frightening magical powers the boy locked in the basement possessed, which even made him faintly feel a chill and trembling from the bottom of his heart, but it was only for a moment. Kung fu, this idea was quickly overwhelmed by the surging ambition, no one noticed that something in Qin Yaode's eyes was gradually deteriorating, and the last trace of cowardice was replaced by madness.

Wearing the title of chief engineer, Qin Yaode has become a legend from the Ministry of Construction, leading a project research and development team of 15 people, and the higher-ups have directly assigned him new important projects. Everyone believes that he will be able to Everything is done brilliantly.

At night, Qin Yaode returned home briskly, avoided his wife and children and went to the basement.

"Beep, beep——" the subtle electronic sound rang rhythmically. At this time, the little clock had been transformed beyond recognition by Luo Zixin. In the empty basement, he didn't have any tools, not even a screwdriver. Nothing, everything can only rely on a pencil and two hands. The boy's slender fingers left deep and shallow strangle marks because he forcefully opened the desk clock, but he can't control so much now. After an afternoon of transformation , the electronic desk clock can finally emit a weak electromagnetic wave. He held a pencil against the battery connector of the desk clock. With his profound experience beyond ordinary people, he guided the magnitude of the current through the graphite pencil lead, thereby changing the frequency rhythmically. The phase value of an electromagnetic wave.

When he heard the sound of the cellar door opening, his heart tightened and he quickly hid the desk clock behind him. This was his only hope of getting out of trouble. Qin Yaode must not let Qin Yaode find out that his movements are inevitably a little too big in a hurry. Zixin couldn't help it. He carefully knocked over the small table in front of him, and the paper and pens were scattered all over the place.

Qin Yaode happened to come down, saw this scene, and asked in a good mood: "What's the matter, cute kid, what made you lose your temper?"

Luo Zixin was taken aback for a moment, turned his head and ignored him, and kept his body still to prevent the desk clock from being exposed.

"Write this for me." Qin Yaode put the project document in front of the boy, turned around to clean up the messy ground, and when he helped the small table up, he saw that the document was still in place, and the other party didn't even look at it With a glance, an anxious expression flashed across his face: "You are writing!"

Zixin secretly covered the desk clock, and remained silent on his face.

At this time, Qin Yaode had completely relied on the things Luo Zixin gave him. After tasting the huge sweetness, his mentality had undergone a huge change. Obsessed with the success at your fingertips, your reason is quickly lost in the rapidly churning glory.

Qin Yaode's fist was raised, but he couldn't do it at all. He was afraid that the child would not write to himself after being beaten by him. He could no longer imagine what he would become if he lost Luo Zixin's help. It may be lost, and the man is now unwilling to go back to the past even if he is killed.

"Are you feeling unwell? Hungry? Thirsty?" He heard himself asking anxiously, with a hint of pleading that he didn't realize.

"Or do you want something else?" Qin Yaode said eagerly, "As long as you write to me, I can promise you anything!"

The expression on the other party's face made Zixin shrink back. He thought for a while, and tentatively said, "I haven't eaten all day."

"Okay, okay, I'll get it right away." Qin Yaode stood up and trotted out of the basement.

Luo Zixin pushed the people away and quickly hid the clock.

After a while, the man put all kinds of food in front of him. After Luo Zixin picked some to fill his stomach, Qin Yaode spontaneously cleaned up the table for him, put the documents in front of him, and looked at Zixin pleadingly.

The boy blinked, but didn't pick up the file: "I'm thirsty."

The person in front of him quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to him.Luo Zixin waved his hand: "Have a glass of juice."

"Okay, wait." Hearing this, Qin Yaode actually left the basement again, and came back panting after a while, and handed a bottle of orange juice to Zixin: "There is no juice at home, I went outside to buy it for you. "

Zixin opened the juice and took a sip, observing the face of the person in front of him, Qin Yaode looked at him flatteringly, Luo Zixin put down the juice, picked up the documents on the table, and saw the man let out a long sigh of relief, he suddenly felt very Interesting, and threw the file back on the table again.

"Hey, I want to see a beer bottle being put on a nose."

Qin Yaode was taken aback for a moment, but finally he gritted his teeth and brought the glass beer bottle. Under Luo Zixin's stunned gaze, he raised his head awkwardly and put it on his nose.

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"Ziz——" Liang Zhang turned off the mobile phone helplessly, and clicked his tongue anxiously. He didn't know if the mobile phone was malfunctioning or what. Unable to talk to people normally, it would have been okay in normal times, but now that Luo Zixin has been missing for several days, everyone is anxious like ants on a hot pot, calling the Luo family to confirm the situation every once in a while, Once this big brother breaks down, the trouble will be big.

After thinking for a while, he rushed to Luo's house.

When they came to the door of Luo's house, a person happened to open the door and walked out. Liang Zhang took a closer look and saw that it was the boy Luo Zixin had glimpsed the day Luo Zixin disappeared.

Qi Xingchu nodded to him, and was about to bypass Liang Zhang and leave, when the phone in the latter's pocket rang.Liang Zhang took out his mobile phone, pressed the button, and Du Feixue's voice came from the other end: "Ah Zhang, you are now... Here... Where..."

"I just arrived at Uncle Luo's house." Liang Zhang said to the eldest brother, but the other end seemed to be unclear, and he kept asking him to repeat: "Hello? Can't you hear me?"

Xingchu's footsteps stopped, the radio communicator in the young man's hand made a very different electromagnetic interference sound than usual, which made him a little strange, he stood there subconsciously and listened for a while, his face gradually changed.He turned around and walked quickly to Liang Zhang, gestured apologetically to the latter, took the big brother and put it next to his ear.

"What's the matter? What happened?" Liang Zhang asked.

Qi Xingchu stood there and listened for a while, then said, "Someone is consciously interfering with the electromagnetic wave signal!"

Xingchu's face is very solemn. Although his previous career was not devoted to wireless, he has a lot of knowledge about the principles of network communication. The interference from the big brother is not obvious. If it is an ordinary person, he may ignore it. But now at the beginning of the trip, Luo Zixin disappeared, and it was the time when all signs of trouble were alert, so I subconsciously pointed the speculation at Luo Zixin.

He needed to prove his guess, so he walked into Luo's house again, borrowed a pen and paper from Luo Hui, held the pen with one hand, and put the mobile phone to his ear with the other, listening intently, and quickly wrote down a series of symbols with the tip of the pen.

Soon the interfering radio wave was extracted. This was the same wave band that was sent out repeatedly. He isolated the repeated segment and read out the deciphered content: "Help, basement, Luo Zixin."

A voice came from behind him, and what the two said was actually the same, overlapping.