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Chapter 105 You Bunch of Insects! (Please subscribe!)

outside the interrogation room.

"So fast?"

After listening to the story of his partner, Detective Amy Santiago, Detective Annoyed, who had found nothing, twitched the corners of his mouth.

"It's that fast!"

Detective Amy Santiago lifted her chin.

She seldom gets the upper hand over her partner, and now she rides with Chuck, who isn't from the NYPD, so rounding up that's her credit!

At this time, the cell phone of Detective Annoying Detective rang, and after he connected it, he listened for a while and said, "I'll come right over."

"what happened?"

Detective Amy Santiago saw her partner leave and hurried to follow.

"The technician cracked the mobile phone password."

The annoying detective said as he walked.

"I'll notify Dr. Wolf right now."

Detective Amy Santiago followed, pulling out her cell phone to call Chuck.

"no need."

The 99 branch is not very big. After a while, I have already reached the booth where the technician is. The annoying police detective pouted: "He's already here."

"What's the situation now?"

Detective Amy Santiago also saw it, put away the phone, and walked in quickly. He wanted to ask Chuck directly, but when he saw Chuck holding the killer's phone and looking at it, he turned to the technician.

"The mobile phone password is easy to crack, but after unlocking it, it is found that the information is also encrypted."

The technician smiled bitterly: "This kind of encryption is very difficult to break."

"Detective, can you crack it?"

Detective God Annoyance laughed.

"needs time."

Chuck scans the encrypted messages on his phone.

Detective Amy Santiago couldn't help but leaned over to take a look, and immediately complained, "What's all this?"

The message is full of weird characters that don't make any sense at all.

"Encrypted message."

Chuck replied seriously.

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago was speechless. Seeing the technician smiling at her, he said angrily, "Have you found the anonymous organizer of the math treasure hunt?"

"I just cracked the phone password..."

The technician made an excuse, met the big eyes of the female police detective, and immediately bowed his head and gave in: "I will investigate immediately."

"Now that the circumstances are unclear, we should inform other participants to stop playing this dangerous game."

Detective Annoyance reminded.

"Dr. Wolf has been notified."

Detective Amy Santiago shrugged and said, "A mathematical circle is a circle, and everything that should be known is already known."

That night.

"Dr. Wolf, is it true that Peggy told me that the math scavenger hunt is over?"

Little Sheldon called unhappily.

"it is true."

Chuck said.

"why?"

Little Sheldon was puzzled.

He was only passively informed of the news, and no one explained the reason to him at all, which made him unacceptable.

"Why you don't want to know."

Chuck said straightforwardly.

"I would like to know!"

Little Sheldon was dissatisfied: "This game is not over, how can it be so casual and not let people play?"

He also has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the game ended abnormally, which was too annoying for him, not to mention this kind of interesting game, which he had never played since he was born, and he didn't want to end it.

Chuck was silent.

"Hello? Are you still there?"

Little Sheldon waited for a while, seeing that there was no response, he couldn't help but raised his voice and asked.

"Because I'm Batman."

Chuck's deep voice sounded again.

"Don't say that again!!!"

Only then did Little Sheldon realize that Chuck had been silent for a while because he wanted to say the panacea words that made him very angry, and suddenly broke his defenses and screamed, his voice was full of grievances and discomfort.

"I said you didn't want to know why."

Chuck said something calmly, then hung up the phone.

It's better to dismiss little Sheldon with this sentence than to tell him the truth, 'Because I'm Batman' might make little Sheldon feel extremely uncomfortable as always and contribute some yin and yang points to Chuck, but the truth is It would probably scare little Sheldon out of his wits.

Ok.

This is Chuck's tough guy gentleness.

Home of Professor Alicia Harper.

"Insects! They are all insects!"

Professor John Harper was going mad, walking up and down the house, muttering words, bumping his forehead against the door after accidentally touching his forehead.

"John, what's the matter with you?"

His wife, Professor Alicia Harper, saw this scene and stepped forward helplessly to stop it.

"Insects! They are all insects!"

Professor John Harper repeated this sentence, becoming more and more manic: "They don't understand the value of mathematics! They ruin everything!!!"

"who are they?"

Professor Alicia Harper put her hand on her husband's forehead and asked with a frown.

"I have no idea!"

Professor John Harper yelled irritably: "Anyway, it's a group of insects! They destroyed my plan!"

"what's the plan?"

Professor Alicia Harper pressed her manic husband down and asked.

"That's a secret, I can't tell you!"

Professor John Harper glanced at his wife, shook his head again and again, kept saying 'I can't tell you', pushed his wife away, and rushed out.

Professor Alicia Harper stabilized her body and walked out. Looking at the back of her husband who was unable to drive, pushing his bicycle away, he covered his mouth with his hand, and tears were like broken pearls.

Professor John Harper stepped on his bicycle vigorously, headed for Princeton University, and came to the abandoned building in the northeast corner.

"professor."

The staff is still respectful, but the number has decreased a lot.

"I want to see William!"

Professor John Harper bowed his head and muttered.

"Boss is not here now."

The staff reminded.

"I want to see William! I want to see William now!!!"

Professor John Harper spoke louder and louder, and then he kept shouting loudly.

"Professor, don't get excited, I'll call the boss immediately."

The staff also saw the strangeness, and immediately comforted him.

"I want to see William!"

Professor John Harper just keeps repeating this sentence.

"What happened, John?"

The staff handed him the connected phone, and Big Brother William's displeased voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Game interrupted."

After hearing Big Brother's voice, Professor John Harper immediately relaxed a lot, glanced at the staff who were looking at him, walked upstairs to the office with his mobile phone, and said in a low voice.

"what?"

Big brother William didn't react for a while.

"The math treasure hunt I asked you to organize was interrupted."

Professor John Harper entered the office, closed it, and looked out through the gap in the shutter, as if to prevent eavesdropping.

"Is there such a thing?"

The eldest brother William said indifferently: "Okay, I know, I will send someone to find out."

"No!"

Professor John Harper noticed the perfunctory of the big brother William, and became excited again: "They don't understand the importance of this matter, don't you understand it too?!! This is a major event related to whether the P=NP problem can be proved !
The future world is a world of electronic information. The previous password decryption is outdated, and we need more powerful and effective decryption tools. Once the proof of P=NP is completed, and with the corresponding software program, encryption based on the past encryption principle, There will be no secrets in front of us, we will easily break all encryptions, control all messages, and messages are everything!So I need Dr. Wolfe's wisdom! ! !
Mathematics treasure hunt can screen people with enough mathematical talents and wisdom, and unknowingly mobilize their interest for my full use, but now the well-designed math treasure hunt has been destroyed by someone, and my efforts are all in vain, you know Does this mean something? ! ! ! "

"John!"

On the other end of the phone, the big brother William yelled, and immediately calmed the manic John, and then comforted him gently: "Don't worry, I will send someone to investigate."

This is not the first time that Professor John Harper has explained to him the great value of the proof of the P=NP mathematical problem for their profession.

But he is not a layman who doesn't understand anything, he has consulted others a long time ago, this statement is true, but the basic research of mathematics is no better than any other research, maybe one day it will be suddenly broken through, but it is more of a toss It has been stuck there for a hundred years without any waves.

Therefore, although he is willing to provide the necessary conditions for Professor John Harper's continued research, he will not devote too much energy and resources to it.

"Dr. Wolf and their safety need to be guaranteed!"

Professor John Harper was shocked by the drink of his big brother William, and murmured in a low voice.

"I know."

Big brother William said a few more words to him, then hung up the phone.

The next day.

NYPD99 branch.

"what?"

Detective Amy San Diego just got to work when she heard a news that made her unacceptable: "People were taken by the FBI?"

"Yes, someone came and took it away overnight."

The well-informed old police detective pouted at the inspector's office: "Boss approved."

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago was speechless, so he quickly called Chuck and told him the news: "It seems that you are right, it really has something to do with the FBI."

"Not necessarily the FBI."

Chuck said calmly: "It is also possible that the NSA, CIA and other agencies borrowed the name of the FBI. I will make a call and ask."

Detective Amy Santiago's mouth twitched.

She has indeed heard this gossip, because the FBI is the largest law enforcement agency in the country, and agencies such as the CIA do not have domestic law enforcement powers, so basically everyone has an FBI certificate when they are active in the country, and the FBI is responsible for all accidents.

Of course, there are genuine FBI undercover agents of the CIA. On the contrary, the CIA also has undercover agents of the FBI. You monitor me and I monitor you.

"Has the encrypted message been cracked?"

"not yet."

Chuck shook his head: "The person who designed this encryption is a super genius, and it will take time to crack."

Hanging up, he called BAU's Superintendent Hotchner.

As an important director of the FBI, Agent Hotchner has a very high level of access to the FBI.

(End of this chapter)