Chapter 1117

Can't stay here any longer.

It doesn't matter if only she.

But there's also the housekeeper grandpa.

For the hacker family, it is fundamental that they should never be exposed to others, let alone the Bo family.

Bo Jiu sat up, lowered her head and put on all the clothes from yesterday, and when she looked up again, she had returned to her usual expression.

She had to notify the butler, grandpa, to evacuate first.

As for the great god.

The hand has been healed.

She won't stop him again.

It's just... She thought the time together would be longer.

The boy stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. After about ten seconds, he stretched out his hand to hold his bangs.

Although the corners of the mouth were raised, there was no hint of a smile at all.

How much contaminated with a little lonely.

It's just that the loneliness disappeared after she pushed away from the room.

Because there is an old butler in the living room.

At this point in time, as a qualified butler, he was brewing his black tea.

English-style teacups with beautiful patterns, the old butler is a very delicate person, especially when it comes to eating and drinking.

Anyone who knows the goods will definitely recognize the golden spoon in his hand, and the hand pourer on the dining table, which is suitable for brewing coffee.

It's just obvious that although he is a native, he loves tea more.

As the aroma of tea spreads, the cheesecake on the table is also ready.

After the old butler saw Bo Jiu, he held the teapot, like a butler you would only see in a blood-sucking movie in the 19th century, and stretched out his hand to open the wooden chair: "Young master, you must be hungry, eat first Have some refreshments."

"Okay." Bo Jiu never refused her grandpa the housekeeper, picked up the fork, cut a bite of the cheesecake, stuffed a big mouthful, puffed up a small face, and gave the old housekeeper a thumbs up.

Immediately, the old housekeeper laughed: "Speaking of which, this high school student looks very similar to the young master."

"It's different." Bo Jiu pointed to her eyes, but she still couldn't speak clearly: "It's black."

"Oh yes, the young master's eyes were gray before." The old butler looked at Bo Jiu and nodded.

Bo Jiu took a sip of tea, put the things down, followed by a clear voice: "I've seen the photos of the original owner, she didn't have tear moles around her eyes before, which is quite strange, but after changing to me, there are tear moles. It became clearer and clearer, and I was worried that people would find out that I was different, but luckily I came back early."

It wasn't that she was afraid of being exposed, but that she couldn't explain to He Honghua that she was not her daughter.

The old housekeeper added some tea to Bo Jiu's cup, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "It's good if I can come back."

The reason why Bo Jiu couldn't let go of the fifth way was because the butler grandpa was still there.

She didn't come back often before.

This is the most time she has spent at home.

A lot of personal information gathers here.

There can be no gaps in the slightest.

"There was a case recently." Bo Jiu didn't pin the reason on Qin Mo, but talked about the girl's funeral: "It was made by that organization back then, and a lot of news was leaked that year. This time, We can’t repeat the same mistakes, things here need to be tidied up, and the grandpa housekeeper has to go to a safer place.”

The old housekeeper frowned upon hearing this: "There is no place safer than my home, isn't there?"

"It's different this time." Bo Jiu put down the teacup: "This time, they are using people's hearts. We have no way to predict people's hearts. I'm worried that someone will leak the news."

at the same time.

Just on Fifth Avenue, in an apartment, the girl was sitting in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard with her fingers, her eyes full of poison: "Don't be so stubborn, as long as you tell me where z is, your daughter will be there." There won't be any problems, of course you can also tell Z that I fucked you, but your daughter can kill with her own hands, haha."

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of what you do?" The person on the other end of the computer did not give up.

The corner of the girl's mouth curled up: "What are the consequences? Your daughter is still on my side. You people just don't understand them. Just let them play. Don't care if what they do is meaningful or not. You just have to care about it." , Let her study hard, your daughter will become my person, what's so strange."

"I won't tell you where z is." The fat man gritted his teeth.

The girl's eyes sank: "Then you just wait and watch your daughter kill someone."

The fat man was also a member of the hackers.

It's just like the girl said, he doesn't understand what young people are thinking nowadays, he really doesn't understand.

He also didn't understand why his daughter grew up in an appearance that even he didn't know.

The fat man still has his daughter's online preview records on his computer, and her messages even make him, a father, feel terrible. If he likes other people's things, he treats them as his own. Think others are not generous enough.

This is the very beginning.

The further you get to the back, the more frightening it is.

I feel that some people defending their rights are hype, they just want to be popular, and they just want money.

But it never occurred to her that other people lost their lives just because of justice.

And what she did was strangling.

Later, she simply opened an account and went to black people on the Internet, just because the person she liked didn't speak according to her ideas.

Just turn black and white, and just say it.

The fat man felt a little regretful. He regretted that he had been doing things all these years, only wanting to let his daughter live a better life, but he never thought that one day he would become like this.

Qq sent news again.

That is a picture.

In the picture, his daughter is talking freely in an online environment.

"I only need to ask her to do one thing for me, and I can complete the entire killing process. I have to say that your daughter is really a good helper for me. This time our target is the mother of the rights defender."

The fat man's eyes tightened, and his hands on the keyboard were tightly clenched.

Subconsciously, he wanted contacts.

"I advise you not to move. All your networks are under my surveillance. To be honest, it is really not easy to find you hackers. If it weren't for your daughter, I really couldn't find a breakthrough. "When the girl said this, her eyes were still gloomy. She really couldn't get in the defense net that was said to be impossible to break through, but there was nothing wrong with it.

Can't make people die.

Don't let your daughter become a murderer.

The fat man clenched his fingers, and then loosened them, his eyes full of pain: "I don't know the details, I only know that my house is in an old castle, very hidden, in the woods, I have only been there once, and it was many years ago, you You should also know that it is our young master now."

"Young master, heh." The girl typed: "You'd better tell the truth."

The fat man typed a line and said, "When things have come to this point, do I dare to lie to you?" It's just that the fat man concealed one thing, that is, he knew the exact location.

This is to delay time.

But if he doesn't say anything, the other party will definitely notice that he is lying.

"There are many ancient castles in the United States." The girl sneered: "But, do you think I can't find them? Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you, your daughter has already acted."

At that moment, the fat man dropped his keyboard with a snap.

In the end, his eyes were red, and he typed on it. It was a string of codes.

Not hacking or notifying anyone.

Instead, the system self-destructs.

Once the system self-destructs, it means that his identity will be separated.

In other words, he is using a self-destructive way to convey the message.

And this, the girl didn't think about it, she took the news she got and informed the people below: "Search all the castles around here, and screen out the people who may be z within two days."

"Yes." It was a group of mercenaries who answered her.

These people are all desperadoes, they will do things as long as they are paid, and they often move abroad.

And that girl is none other than Fan Jia who escaped successfully last time.

She said she would come back.

Only this time, she chose to do it here because the environment here is more convenient for her.

Z repeatedly sabotaged her plan.

It even nearly killed her.

If it wasn't for Z who got in the way, the girl's sacrifice would have been completed long ago.

Before, she thought that according to her brother's plan, Z had already been eliminated, but she didn't expect that person to be still alive.

Except for his brother, no one has seen what Z looks like.

She is no exception.

This time, she insisted on watching Z die with her own eyes.

Also, the young man in Huaxia who didn't know what to do and stole her man, she will let him know how powerful she is.

I thought I would get news from the Fu family and his son soon, but I didn't expect them to move so slowly.

But these are not in a hurry.

Wait until you find her, and then go about her private affairs...

Time passed little by little.

Inside the castle.

Just as Bo Jiu was about to go out, a certain software on the phone suddenly made a noise.

The sound made her and the old housekeeper stop their movements in an instant.

Because it's so unusual.

The last time I heard such a sound was when the hacker world was in danger.

And this time...

Looking at the flashing red dot, Bo Jiu's first reaction was to open her notebook.

Fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly, after entering the system she established, and then locked on to the red dot of self-destruct.

The red dot will disappear after a minute.

So in this minute.

Bo Jiu must figure out what happened to the other party before self-destructing,

When Bo Jiu tried to retrieve the information, her fingers paused, her eyes narrowed, the intrusion record and the firewall?

Bo Jiu flicked his left hand, avoiding this path, typed the code, and began to look for loopholes in it.

found it!

qq.

This very dangerous way of intrusion, if the speed is not fast enough, it will be noticed by the other party.

But still that sentence.

UI.

The same goes for hacking.

The speed of the hand was so fast that the whole room could only hear the crackling sound.

She phantoms as a bat on the Internet, avoids all dangers, and then breaks through loopholes, data replication, these are not the main points.

It's that she must come out quickly before the bug is fixed, otherwise, her position will be completely exposed.

six seconds.

There are six seconds left.

Bo Jiu's fingers rose and fell even faster, and the silver hair fell down, and only the handsome and clean side face could be seen.

If Fatty was here, seeing this scene, he would definitely clenched his hands nervously.

The virtual network gate is closing.

Swish.

escaped the first pass.

Seeing that the third road is about to close.

Once closed, Bo Jiu will be locked inside.

At this moment, the phantom bat speeded up, lowered its body and charged, leaving only the soaring black feathers.

K． o!

That's right, it's not just about stealing success.

At that moment, Bo Jiu also left a mark where the other party would not be noticed.

The so-called mark is nothing but tampering with a small code in the source code of the other party.

This is a unique method of Z.

Few people will use it.

In other words, if the other party takes another action.

Bo Jiu will get a response here, and when she is invading, she will lock the opponent's position.

However, this didn't make Bo Jiu feel relaxed.

Because every hacker will not self-destruct if he has a little way.

Self-destructing is the worst form of messaging.

In other words, she is destined not to get good news in the future.

What worries Bo Jiu the most is the other party's safety.

"Young master." The old butler walked over with a serious expression.

Bo Jiu didn't speak, and pointed to the stolen source code, and then restored it.

It was a chat log.

And that chat history made Bo Jiu's eyes darker and darker.

The old housekeeper frowned and sighed: "Young master, you are right, we will not fight this battle easily."

"People must be protected first." When Bo Jiu closed her eyes, she could still recall the figure of the mother, who was selling cigarettes, walking near the subway station.

She stood up: "I'll contact Hoshino now."

Upstairs, Qin Mo was standing at the corner, and he didn't even think that he would hear this sentence as soon as he came out.

This time, he just stood there.

Thought the teenager would find him as usual.

But no.

The man seemed to be focusing all his attention on other things, picked up the phone, and his voice became farther and farther away, with a trust that he had never had before: "Hoshino, I need you..."

Qin Mo's hand holding the escalator tightened for a moment, and it hurt a little, but compared to this feeling, it was more of a blunt feeling, which involved his heart.

Qin Mo's eyes were dark, and the depression in his chest made him take back his steps.

he told himself.

Something must have happened.

Solving things is the key.

Qin Mo walked back to the room, stood by the window for a while, and turned on the receiver: "Go and find out what happened in the hacker world recently? Yes, let Fatty inquire, I want to know the news immediately, and... I'll be back tonight."

Shadows: ...Young master's voice sounds a bit wrong, are they thinking too much? It shouldn't be, logically speaking, isn't the young master very happy? After all, what did Young Master Jiu seem to do yesterday? Why is he so low and so lonely?

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