Chapter 4： Chief of The Matrix

"Crack-"

The door of the dean's office was pushed open, and a man in a white coat hurried in, "Shi Mo, the hospital has just been hacked by an unknown hacker!"

The man in the swivel chair turned sideways.

The skin is cold and white, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the eyes are half-convinced, casting a layer of silhouette, which makes people unable to see the expression.

"Well, I see."

Bo Jinyun pulled out the chair and sat down, "The hospital was attacked, why are you, the director, not worried at all?"

Fu Shimo's slightly narrowed eyes lifted, and an elusive mist glittered in Danfeng's eyes, "I wrote the firewall program of the hospital myself, and only that person can crack it."

Bo Jinyun frowned, his angular face was stunned, "You mean X?"

X, chief of The Matrix, the seventh-ranked top hacker on the international bounty list, suddenly disappeared two years ago.

Once he returned to the rivers and lakes, he did not expect that his first target was actually Jiu'an.

"Well, she's back."

Fu Shimo was playing with a finely crafted pen in his skeletal hand, turning his fingertips lightly, and flexibly retracted it and held it in his hand.

Bo Jinyun took off the stethoscope on his neck, lowered his head and thought deeply, "What does he want to do?"

The patients in Jiu'an are either rich or expensive, and it is no small matter if their condition is leaked.

"Jiu'an does not study drugs."

Therefore, it is only the patient who attracts her.

Fu Shimo took out a list of patients in the hospital from the drawer, looked ten lines at a glance, and unscrewed the names of several people under the cap of the pen.

"Keep an eye on these people."

"Mo An'an? A little star, what is there for her to pay attention to?"

If any patient in the hospital is screwed out, he can be hanged and beaten.

Fu Shimo rubbed the pen, "Don't ask too much, your IQ is not enough."

"Enough, you are IQ discrimination." Bo Jinyun folded the list and stuffed it into his pocket, and left the dean's office in a puzzled way.

As soon as he left, Fu Shimo took out another list, which densely recorded the admission time of all patients.

Among the many patients, only Mo An'an's admission time overlapped with the time when X appeared.

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After leaving the milk tea shop, Yan Zhixu paused in vain, his eyes flickered slightly, and the darkness was unfathomable.

The hand holding the computer bag loosened slightly and moved his wrist, appearing surly for no reason.

She swerved abruptly, did not walk towards the locomotive parked beside her, turned and walked towards the sparsely populated dark alley next to her.

The stalker was gone, sneaky, and the few girls who were bending over and following behind frowned.

"Where's Bitch Yan? Why did she suddenly disappear?"

"Damn it, I lost it. I was thinking of going up and putting on a sack and hanging it up to beat An An!"

The girl who was replaced by A Ruo was the one who came out of the milk tea shop. She held her phone and kicked the wall irritably.

Seeing the alley next to her, her eyes lit up, "Yan Biao must be walking down the alley, everyone, keep up."

She sneered, picked up her phone and turned on the camera to record, this time she must teach Yan Biao a lesson.

Yan Zhixu was leaning against the wall, his legs folded at will, swaying one after another, the dim light shining on his body, it was strangely harmonious.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up at the girls who were approaching, his voice was cold, "Looking for me?"

The light in the alley was dim, but the sharp sight made several people pause.

"Bitch Yan, you made An An enter the hospital for rescue. Today we must vent our anger for An An!"

"Oh? If that's the case, let's go together, don't waste time." Yan Zhixu moved his fingers, a low smile overflowed from his throat, and his eyes were frivolous and uninhibited.