Chapter 1551

"Yes."

Qin Qitong nodded, took Bi Zheng's hand and naturally loosened it. Looking at Pei Ge, she said, "Ge Ge, is it a little late for us to come at this point?"

Qin Qitong wanted to say whether she was early and disturbed the long love between Ji Ziming and Peige. However, seeing the indifferent Ji Ziming, she seemed to feel that the air conditioner in the room seemed to be fully turned on. She came in with the sunshine all over her body, and she could be sober with the cold in an instant.

"How could it be? We arrived so early because we were bored. It's natural for you to be busy in your meeting. Zi Ming and I understand."

Pei Ge laughed, and the curved corners of her eyebrows took a good-looking radian, and Ji Ziming, who was sitting next to her, became gentle.

"We've ordered the dishes. You can see if you want to add anything. You can tell the waiter what you need to add."

As soon as Ji Ziming spoke, Qin Qitong muttered in her heart that there was no need to order this dish. At first glance, this place is not a place where ordinary people can come in casually. Even those rich childe brothers may not really be able to settle down.

A woman like her feels luxurious even when she comes in, which shows how much face Ji Ziming has.

"No, I believe in Ge Ge. She knows my taste best. I don't choose it. So does Bi Zheng in my family."

Qin Qitong doesn't care. She believes that Peige must know something about her taste after so many years of friendship with Peige. Moreover, the food in this hotel, in this area of the United States, has never been described as expensive, but as identity.

For example, the cold dish in front of us, although small in weight, is very particular.

Honey foie gras focuses on juice and goose. The juice is made from more than 20 kinds of soup. This foie gras focuses on the tender goose raised with fine feeding and baked with special methods. The entrance does not have the fishy smell of foie gras, but also has a trace of fruit fragrance. It can be called the best of cold dishes.

Peige specially moved the chair to Qin Qitong's side. The two women happily talked about the interesting and sad things for so long. The two men became supporting actors and sat on the side. They couldn't see anything interesting except the dishes in front of them.

Ji Ziming picked up his mobile phone and carefully compared the man who appeared in Qu jingwan's room with the man who appeared in the hospital. If the man was trying to steal methadone instead of drugs, the reason is not tenable. He hasn't even seen the man's face yet.

Maybe it's time to meet this man.

"President Ji, I heard that you and Peige are going to get married?"

Bi Zheng was really flustered at leisure. He looked at the two women like glue. He and Ji Ziming were hanging aside. Now, in addition to talking to Ji Ziming, Bi Zheng can't find any other way to relieve his boredom.

"No, I haven't proposed yet."

Ji Ziming's voice was cold. He looked down at his mobile phone and didn't look up at BI Zheng.

Bi Zheng was not embarrassed. At a glance, he saw the difference between the two photos in Ji Ziming's hand, and even saw that the previous photo was obtained through image synthesis technology.

"President Ji, is it convenient for you to show me the picture in your hand?"

Bi Zheng stared at Ji Ziming's mobile phone and quickly calculated the similarity between the two photos with the most fair formula in his mind.

"65 percent."

Bi Zheng calculated it out and blurted out. His eyes looking at the photo eagerly became more intense. He hadn't seen such an expert for a long time.

"What do you mean?"

As a matter of fact, Pei Zitong and Ji Qitong didn't notice what happened here, because they talked about what happened.

"I mean the similarity between the two men in these two photos."

Bi Zheng raised his head, and the light in his eyes became hot, as if he was eager to try something full of interest.

"You mean you can directly see how familiar these two photos are?"

Ji Ziming frowned, and the Bi Zheng in front of him impressed him.

Bi Zheng's eyes were dull as they had just met. With a trace of excitement and wisdom, he said, "yes, I can see it, but it was calculated by my brain."

Ji Ziming pushed the mobile phone. Bi Zheng just reached out and received it. He didn't see the exquisite South African princess gem on the mobile phone. After carefully identifying the two photos, Ji Ziming had to look at it differently.

"The first photo is a composite, not a complete picture taken by the camera, and his synthesis is to invade the system of the hotel to make the hands and feet of the camera, which is not easy for ordinary people to see. The second one is no problem, which is the sample taken by a normal camera."

The head of Bi Zheng's analysis said that Ji Ziming had to have an idea about Bi Zheng to dig him to his side.

"How do you know this picture has been tampered with?"

Ji Ziming looked at BI Zheng so seriously with doubt. He had to wonder whether his people had also been haunted. If so, the hotel will not go again in the future.

"It's very simple. The general hotel management system is a system written by Java program. Finally, it is synthesized by Linux server program. This system commonly used by the hotel seems to be perfect and accurate, but there are many loopholes. General hotels will not consider adopting this system. Although this hotel uses this system, it is an improved version. The program he uses is not Java, but the oldest basic Language, which is difficult to find even the complete explanation books on the market. It is more precious than your gem, not to mention that the hacker is a technology killed halfway. "

Listening to bi Zheng's analysis, Ji Ziming is more and more amazed at BI Zheng's ability.

"So the hacker who attacked the hotel system is not an expert?"

Ji Ziming's eyes sank. Now that he has a sudden mouth, he can continue to check according to this sudden mouth. Following the vine and touching the melon is the most common thing Ji Ziming does.

"Yes, this hacker only writes programs in less than five languages. He is not a real hacker."

Bi Zheng saw the hacker's job and couldn't help laughing a little.

"Can you restore this picture to its original appearance?"

Ji Ziming asked tentatively. Since Bi Zheng has said this, it is not very difficult to deal with these photos according to his ability.