Reborn Ace Hack

However, this attack lasted for about ten minutes and then came to an abrupt end.

"It should be that fly007 was found by the U.S. officials. They acted quickly enough, but my arrangements just now may have been in vain." Xiao Yuan calculated the time and thought of how fast the U.S. officials would have acted if they had directly used Berkeley's power.

It is completely understandable, but Wang Junpeng's men will definitely not have a chance to contact fly007 within ten minutes, which is a pity.

After waiting for a while, Xiao Yuan never waited for a new round of attacks, and finally confirmed the above speculation, ker, because fly007 and the others obviously did not have the management rights to the White House Station server.

"It's time to end." Xiao Yuan looked at the monitoring information that was no longer scrolling in the monitoring window on his computer. He stretched himself, stood up from his chair, and walked around the room twice.

I took a moment to relax, then sat back in front of the computer, and began to work on ending this matter.

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Frank was sitting on the large and comfortable sofa in Thomson's office, crossing his legs, sipping coffee, and listening to the old man Thomson's praise of him. He was very comfortable. At this moment, Thomson received a call.

After the phone call, his face instantly darkened.

"Old man, what happened?" Frank noticed the abnormality in Thomson's expression and asked curiously.

"Frank, I'm afraid I can't drink coffee with you. Now I have something important to report to the President." Thomson stood up and said. Who is he? Who is he that actually needs to report to the President? "

Frank asked with growing curiosity.

Thomson did not answer Frank, but waved his hand and hurriedly left the office.

He doesn't care about ker's background. What he cares about most now is when Thomson can give him the promised reward so that he can leave.

After waiting for a call in the office for half an hour, Thomson returned to the office again, walked in and said something that surprised Frank.

"Frank, old friend, you let us arrest the wrong person."

"The wrong person was arrested, why?" Frank asked. Because of his confidence in his own skills, he did not think in the direction of tracking the wrong target, but rather in the direction of fly007," Thomson said.

"What?" Frank suddenly stood up and said loudly, "No way, how could I make such a stupid mistake?"

"This is indeed the case. Come and take a look." Thomson turned on the computer on his desk and said to Frank.

Frank walked over and waited for the computer to start up. Thomson opened the White House station in the browser and then gave up his seat to Frank.

At this time, the White House station no longer had the original content, but had been replaced with a red background with a large countdown clock on it. There were still a little more than five minutes left before it reached zero. Under the clock was a line of text.

Since fly007 has not made any movement for fifteen minutes, I have reason to believe that they have given up. Therefore, I set a ten-minute countdown. Before the countdown ends, if ker.

Looking at this line of text, Frank's face became as ugly as Thomson's. Of course, the reason for his ugly face was completely different from Thomson's.

"Thomson, I'm really sorry." After a few seconds of silence, Frank said this with great difficulty. As a well-known computer security expert, someone gave him a blow in the head in the field where he was best at it.

The blow he caused was so huge that after he said these words, most of his strength seemed to have been drained from his body, and his expression became even more depressed.

"Old friend, I know you haven't tried the taste of failure for a long time. From the perspective of a personal friend, I want to tell you that this failure is not necessarily a bad thing for you. The key is whether you can learn from the failure.

Climb up wherever you are and move toward success." Thomson saw that Frank was a little frustrated, so he patted him on the shoulder and gave him a serious piece of advice.

"Old man, thank you." Frank nodded and said, "This man's skills are very unique and he has very obvious personal characteristics. I think he will definitely appear on the Internet in the future. If there is a chance, I will definitely bring it to him personally."

He caught it and brought it to you."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to this day coming." Thomson patted Frank's shoulder again and said, then he took out a check from his drawer and put it in front of Frank, "This is your reward."

"Old man, you are insulting me." Frank did not pick up the check. He showed a very angry look on his face and raised his voice and said, "Old man, you keep this check for me. One day I will chn_honker

Pull it out from the network, give it to me again."

"Frank, when you came to help, there was no requirement for success in our agreement, and the money has been included in the White House's financial expenses. If you don't accept it, I can only keep it for myself, but this is

No, old friend, do you want me to make a mistake?" Thomson said.

"Anyway, I can't take this money now. Old man, whether you make a mistake or not has nothing to do with me, but I believe you will handle this matter well." Frank refused again.

"You're such a troublesome guy." Thomson shrugged and took the check back.

At this time, the countdown on the homepage of the website was about to reach zero in ten seconds, so both of them stopped talking and turned their attention to the computer screen.

Ten, nine,..., three, two, one, time returns to zero, the red background on the computer screen gradually disappears in a very strange way, and the normal page of the website emerges, but it seems to be hidden in a piece of frosted glass

After that, a black character appeared on the frosted glass.

"What are those characters?" Thomson looked at the characters on the computer screen and found that they had no pattern, like a garbled code. He asked curiously. However, after asking, he did not get a response from Frank, so he turned around and looked.

Frank found that he was staring at the characters and muttering something.

"Frank." Thomson called Frank again, but was interrupted by him raising his hand. At this moment, the characters disappeared, the frosted glass disappeared, and the White House station returned to normal.

"Frank." Thomson called again. Seeing Frank turning to look at him, he asked, "What was that just now?"

"Oh, that's an encoded greeting." Frank said.

ker claims to be an old friend, but I don’t have that old friend from China. Who is he and why does he know about this coding method I invented? I just invented this coding method not long ago, so no one should know about it.”

The more Frank thought about it, the weirder he felt. Then he thought that the other party could subvert his tracking without anyone noticing. This showed that the other party had a very thorough understanding of the technology he used. But is there really such a person?

"Unless..., oh my God, what the hell!"

ps: Thank you in advance for your concern about Green Tea. The child is fine, thank God.