The Goddess Shines on America

"Damn it, how could there be an accident?"

When the mental imprint in her mind fluctuated strongly, Alice complained: "Is there still a jigsaw in that house?"

"What's wrong Alice?"

"Jigsaw? House? Demolition?"

This is a restaurant on the third floor. More than twenty good brothers in the field of hacking have just finished work and are eating Kung Pao Chicken as an outdated dinner. Originally, he was just bored eating, but the boss suddenly complained, and the amount of information was quite a lot!

"Oh, it's okay, it's just some random thoughts." Alice didn't have the mood to eat any more, opened her mouth wide, poured the remaining rice bowl into her mouth in one go, swallowed it three times, wiped her mouth Said: "I'm going back to work first, don't bother me until Sith sends the Jedi Knights to attack us!"

After finishing speaking, the girl Xiaobu quickly got out of the cafeteria, leaving only more than twenty bachelors looking at each other for a while.

Although Brody is just a receptionist, he is also a sniper sent on a reconnaissance mission. Such a good boy, of course, Alice left some energy to observe the safety situation on him. The meaning of the fluctuation just now is obvious, that is, Brody suddenly fell into a coma under the premise that his vital signs were normal.

In fact, after just running out of the cafeteria, Alice no longer used "exaggerated" running to move forward.

According to the typical thinking of high school students with secondary illnesses, she should be in the state of "inside the world" now.

Like a ghost, her feet were one centimeter off the ground. In just three seconds, she walked around the courtyard and rushed straight to the large glass curtain wall.

Then, just as she was about to hit the wall, a light distortion suddenly occurred. In the next second, the girl appeared on the other side of the glass curtain wall, and quickly fell to the ground more than ten meters high!

However, the speed of the free fall did not hinder her in any way. After landing on one foot, she casually glanced at the Bugatti sports car full of presence and noise. Alice just kicked the ground with one foot and flew out again. .

In this way, like a moonlight ghost, she was no less than a supercar galloping at full speed, "floating" towards the city of Exeter!

"This is the amount of calories that can only be saved by dozens of boxes of Ferrero. Brody is very considerate enough. He knows that Miss Ben is a little fat recently and wants to help me lose weight."

A small city with a limited area of ​​suburbs made the time required for this surprise operation very short. In a short while, Alice rushed straight into the residential area in the city center, and then drove all the way to the northwest. She knew exactly the location of No. 17 house on Spring Garden Street.

Along the way, the Chevrolet that Brody drove away remained in place.

The moonlight is dim, the street lights are shining, and the streets are surrounded by uninhabited residential areas. Whether such an atmosphere is quiet and charming or a prelude to a ghost movie depends entirely on the state of mind of the person involved. When Alice was like a ghost, with her feet one centimeter above the ground, she flew across the houses, and she clearly saw an old man who went out to throw garbage and fell to the ground. I am really sorry, but I hope your heart is healthy.

Then, she quickly arrived at her destination.

From the outside, it looks like a typical British two-story house. It has nothing to do with such messy movies as "The Grudge", "American Horror Story Season 1" and "The Conjuring". Without even thinking about it for a second, he "floated" directly towards the main entrance.

Then, with a flick of her finger, the door opened by itself. Even though the moonlight in the room was limited, she caught sight of the front desk boy who was passed out in the living room.

Furthermore, an extremely sweet aroma rushed towards her.

"……Um?"

Alice immediately froze in place, her eyes were as bright as the night, and a massive amount of mental power permeated the room, and she quickly increased the resolution to infinity.

"Damn, another Guinness-level hamburger is gone."

During the time of complaining, the world has also been unfolded in front of her at the molecular level. As expected, a strong volatile gas is permeating here, all leaked from a small bottle at the corner of the coffee table. Alice was also depressed at first glance, isn't that the small bottle that she just discovered not long ago, in that woman's pocket?

What about people?

Special moments must be treated in a special way. Alice no longer suppressed the use of her mental power, and easily found three more small bottles in the corner of the wardrobe on the second floor. It seems that this drug is still in mass production, but that Vipple-Pushkin is indeed missing, and there is no second pair of shoes in the shoe cabinet in the hallway...

Knowing that Brody is safe and sound, since the "resolution" has been reduced to the molecular level, Alice simply glanced at the insole of the hallway.

Even if she was trampled on repeatedly by many big feet, those overlapping faint imprints could not overwhelm her at this time.

"The high heels came in and out, it seems that I didn't stay in the room too long. I just went out, so her goal shouldn't be my research institute, um..."

Slightly improved the resolution and glanced at the garage, the car is not there and the garage door is closed, it seems that it is really on a mission.

Alice looked thoughtfully at Brody, who fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

It was late when they sneaked into the house, but before that, of course, Brody had also monitored the house remotely. According to the analysis of behavioral psychology, if Vipper-Pushkin's goal is still the research institute, her driving route will definitely not change, and it will basically be the old route, but Brody will definitely find out if she takes any action.

And here is the northwest end of the city.

So, if the woman really went on a "mission", nine out of ten she was headed towards the University of Exeter in the far northwest, and the hook-line gun was prepared for it?

It makes sense, if the first target is herself, she definitely has no reason to startle the snake. After the woman left, Alice did indeed hang up the phone to West Germany, and a certain CEO who got through the long distance said that the well-known Draken Drilling Rig Company indeed had the intention to cooperate.

Let go of all doubts first.

The resolution at the molecular level was turned on again, and she could clearly observe the volatile liquid permeating the entire living room, kitchen, and even the entire first floor.

The telekinetic mode unfolded, accompanied by another endless complaint from the girl.

"Ah, I must eat the whole restaurant's braised pork tomorrow night."

Although I don't know what the substance is, it doesn't prevent Alice from storing them back. A soundless wave of moisture swept in all directions, and the scattered gas quickly formed into a liquid in the room. This time, even a blind man could see it clearly. It was a pink liquid, worthy of its cloyingly sweet smell.

With another thought, the broken glass bottle at the corner of the coffee table is also recovering quickly. The observation power at the molecular level plus the telekinetic control of the same level of resolution is enough for her to easily restore the broken bottle. Of course, in the same way, if it is really necessary, manually making a router firewall is only a matter of a few minutes.

After a while, she collected 95% of the volatile liquid. Fortunately, the room was not well ventilated, and Brody, who had only passed out for a few minutes, had a steady and slow breathing rate at this time, and did not consume much.

Then, looking at the pink liquid floating in front of her eyes, Alice muttered, "It's worth studying it carefully. It's actually made of protein. What's the matter? Will it create a biohazard after inhaling it?"

This is of course nonsense, Alice would not be stupid to think that high-end things like viruses would be stuffed into the corner of the wardrobe for storage. With one hand move, the liquid was isolated in a vacuum by the telekinetic force, and then she made another one-handed move, and Brody, who was in a coma, floated in front of him.

Staring at the "sleeping face" of this resolute "sleeping beauty" and "handsome", Alice sighed speechlessly: "How could the bottle be knocked over? What kind of stimulation has this poor child... ?”

While talking to herself, she was also observing her surroundings, and Alice immediately discovered the suspicious target, the entire portfolio on the coffee table.

"Arnim Zola?"

An unheard of name, but when Alice easily scanned the documents inside, her expression changed immediately.

"This, this is!?"

Taking a deep breath, Alice immediately released a mental power scan.

Seeing nothing unusual within a mile radius, Alice soon discovered that the mysterious woman was indeed at the University of Exeter. To be precise, she did sneak in with a hook and rope gun, and she was busy doing something in the computer room at this moment.

"It looks like I won't be able to come back in half an hour, that is to say, I still have at least half an hour... Enough!"

There was no need to disassemble the file bag, just penetrated with mental power and scanned repeatedly, and Alice was able to browse every line of it.

However, a problem she had never seen before was before her. This 376-page manuscript was as thick as 8/9 of which were programming codes.

Some codes that are extremely difficult for her to understand.

This is a huge problem!

After reading those German materials, Alice already understood the functions of these codes, and she herself had already seen that this was a very mysterious and complicated algorithm. However, it's not important to understand what it is, the real key is whether you can understand it, and the problem facing her at this moment is that she can't understand it!

To be reasonable, although Alice can write a full range of Windows systems, including firewall code, the basic difficulty is not high, as long as you know how to do it. But this time the code, this mysterious algorithm, directly crushed any ordinary software from a technical level!

"What the hell is this Anim-Zola?"

It was not the time to understand, and forced to memorize all kinds of code combinations that she could not fully understand. Alice looked surprised, and did not forget to look at the female spy who was searching for professor information on the computer room computer in the university next door.

"A mere drilling rig company wouldn't do such a thing, a third-party visitor?"

It was Alice after all. After a moment of surprise, she immediately calmed down.

"Interesting, I really don't want to go any further. Anyway, you all came to the door by yourself, so I will use soldiers to block it, and cover it with water and earth?"

In this way, while peeping at the female spy in a rare way, while continuing to memorize these exquisite programming algorithms, Alice smiled mysteriously.

"This is what the game should look like."