I Have 48 Hours a Day

"Leia, a second-year student in the Department of Music at Pierre Mondes University, she did n’t know what was going on between her brother, Edward, and Nest, and Edward just hurriedly sent her an encrypted email before leaving Nest, Nest It took a lot of effort to crack the encrypted email and found that it was just a sixty second animation of Spongebob. "

"It's very Edwardian," the boy praised.

"So she didn't know she was in trouble, did she?"

"Yes." Ma Weidao said, "This is also the difficulty of this rescue operation. We did not know each other. I originally wanted to contact Leiya in advance to tell her the truth, but now she is under the close monitoring of Lu Chao. Her mobile phone, computer, email, and social network are completely transparent to 黒 Chao. The reason why they have not been using it is that they have not used her as a bait. If we ca n’t help but contact him on the Internet, we must Will be found. "

"Our previous plan was to paralyze the network that monitored her, but how to make her completely believe in us and leave with us for the time being is not a good way." Philip scratched his head. "If it is not good, she might Think of us as adult traffickers. "

"Do you have more detailed information about her?" Zhang Heng asked, looking at the blue-haired **** the screen.

The ponytail man looked at Valdo.

"Is it finally my turn?" The latter rubbed his hands, grinned, pulled out a USB stick from his pocket and inserted it into the computer, then opened the folder.

"what is this?"

"All the social information that can be found on the Internet, including blogs, Christmas videos on s, names of dogs she likes, boys who secretly secretly loved in junior high school, lipstick models ... although we can't contact her , But I can do it by logging in to her various social accounts and sneaking around. "

"Can I learn this kind of technology?" Zhang Heng didn't rush to get it when he got the information, but asked Waldo.

"Of course, I have dozens of ways to hack social accounts, and some don't even require you to have too much computer knowledge." When talking about his area of ​​expertise, Waldo said.

The little boy snorted coldly. She had changed her attitude to Zhang Heng because of Zhang Heng ’s handsome hand and active reconciliation gesture. Now she sees that the latter is interested in hacking social accounts. The sensitivity began to plummet again.

Fortunately, at this time, the ponytail coughed twice and interrupted the two of them. "That ... I will discuss it in private later. Let's focus on what we need to do now."

Zhang Heng has no objection to this, he needs the technology of hacking the online account in order to continue investigating 17 years ago.

But there is no hurry, after all, it is less than a day before the game starts.

Zhang Heng then used the time on the plane to browse through the relevant information of Leya in the USB disk, and after he landed, he had an approximate idea.

"Pretend to be Gaspard?" Ponytail surprised.

"Yes, Gaspard is one of Leia's closest people. The two met in an online music group a year and a half ago. After that, they sent thousands of emails and tens of thousands of messages to each other. , Each regard each other as their best friends, and the most important thing is that they have not met each other, Leia may not believe what we said, but replaced with Gaspard, make up an excuse, she will Follow us. "

"It's a good idea ... but it's not easy to operate." Philip grasped his hair and said subconsciously, he couldn't imagine that if he was dressed as Gaspard, the probability and Leia would be broken in two words. Now, as for the other members of the 01 guerrillas, although they are better than him in acting, they are also limited.

So Zhang Hengdao was silent, "I'm coming."

Waldo almost sprayed out the lemonade in his hand. "Come here, are you Asian ?! The least likely of us."

"Did their skin tone be discussed in their emails and text messages?"

"Wait a minute ..." Waldo searched the keywords and found that the two had discussed the social situation of minorities and the music style formed, but they did not talk about their skin color.

"That's the way to say it, but you don't look like a Frenchman when you get up, and you know music very well, it will show up when you talk about such things."

"I have played some pianos, but I really don't know much about French pop music, but rest assured that these will not be problems until tomorrow." Zhang Heng glanced at his watch, 20 hours have passed since he entered the copy, according to This time, the flow rate of the copy is calculated. In another 10 hours, he will enter the parallel copy, where he has nearly one year, enough for him to integrate into France, and at the same time to learn some popular music knowledge. UU Reading Book www. uukanshu.com

In addition, a group of 01 guerrillas came to work as a logistic team for him. When it is not possible, everyone will be connected in real time.

The plane landed at Grenoble Airport.

Waldo stretched a lot, and reluctantly left his first-class seat. After getting off the plane, he and half a prime number went to the car rental procedure. The horsetail man went to collect the luggage, and Philip connected to ifi to handle the accumulation Days work.

Zhang Heng and the little boy remained, the latter made it clear that he didn't want to talk to someone, and took out the game console while wearing headphones to play.

Surprisingly, she was playing a very old game, and it is not too old.

-Tetris.

This casual mini-game invented by Russian Alexei Pakitnov in 1984, scored by moving, rotating, and placing various blocks to form a complete line to eliminate, once swept the world.

However, the program of this game was obviously changed by the little boy. Generally speaking, the difficulty of Tetris will increase with time, but in her hands, it is the highest level of difficulty. Falling from the air, the little boy concentrated his attention, flying at his fingertips, and dragging the blocks to the desired position.

It can be seen that this game tests the eyesight, speed and thinking ability of players extremely.

The little boy supported it for about two and a half minutes and eventually lost.

"Can I try it?" Zhang Heng said.

The little boy hesitated, and blurted out and wanted to say that you ca n’t play this game, but remembered that the ponytail man told her before leaving, so that she would not have any conflict with Zhang Heng, she could only reluctantly hand over the game machine In the hands of Zhang Heng.

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