It's so sweet, the little uncle is addicted to her

Chapter 6 Prototypes
Lin Qin's flexible right hand dragged the mouse to the corner.

Double-click the position where the red dot flashed, and an input box that is so plain that it doesn't fit the screen style will pop up in the middle of the screen.

Lin Qinxu pressed the five fingers of his left hand on the keyboard, and after a while, tapped quickly, entering the eight-digit key that needs to be calculated in real time as it changes with time.

After unlocking, a dialogue interface with the same ancient style as the input box pops up.

Ding: Establish an encrypted channel and help me decipher a file.

Ren: 1
Lin Qin accidentally broke into the database of the Tiangan organization three years ago, and the other party noticed the traces of the data, and followed the clues to find out the tail.

If the ip address hadn't been changed in advance, the other party might be able to find out the real identity directly.

Since then, Lin Qin has become more cautious, and he has no acquaintance with the few people in the early days of the Tiangan organization. After getting acquainted with them, he gets more learning materials, and gradually becomes better than blue.

The Tiangan Organization, who can no longer play with Lin Qin, admits defeat, turns around to win her over, and often asks her for help.

It pays well.

Lin Qin flipped his fingers, found the opponent's location, and quickly encrypted the data.

Ren: 1
The other party replied in seconds.

Ding: [compressed package]

Ren: (received)

Ren: more
Ding: Extra money, three times after tax, before twelve o'clock.

It's eight forty-five now.

Ren: 1
Lin Qin's face remained unchanged, and he kept a third of the sketch in his hand, and tapped his fingers on the keyboard to create afterimages.

The data package is nested by hundreds of layers of Trojan horse programs, like a math problem that can only be solved according to specific steps. Once a certain program is unlocked in advance, the rest of the virus will self-destruct the data in an instant.

The logic of the person who made this lock is not bad.

Lin Qin casually praised the data, and at the same time methodically analyzed the data piece by piece and broke through them step by step.

The clock jumped to eleven thirty.

Ren: [folder]

Ding: (received)

Lin Qin clasped his hands, pressed his fingers together to relax, and waited for the other party's reply.

Ren: Thanks, remember to smash the traces.

Ding 1
The plain old dialog box suddenly disappeared from the screen, and Lin Qin's phone received a text message.

[Your bank card ending in 9113 has credited 3 yuan, and the current balance is...]
Gee.

I don't know what to do to track down this kind of thing.

Lin Qin frowned thinking about some words he saw on the title of the document just now.

The next day.

Lin Qin yawned and pressed the button.

The elevator door opened, and Yan Shang happened to go from the third floor to the underground garage: "Why are you listless? Did you stay up late last night?"

"En." Lin Qin stood at the opposite corner, glanced at his extraordinarily neat business attire today, and lingered for a few more seconds on the straight lines supported by the muscles of his shoulders and back.

Yan Shang caught the appreciation in her eyes.

"looking at what?"

Lin Qin raised his eyes, met his high nose bridge, and said frankly, "Look at you."

"Look at me?" Yan Shang's Adam's apple twitched slightly, looking back at the little girl's delicate face because she just woke up with deep eyes.

Lin Qin met his eyes and praised him sincerely: "Your figure looks very strong."

Pretty eyesight.

The arms under Yan Shang's suit tensed unconsciously, and he asked with a chuckle, "Do you want to work out together at night? You should also exercise more, because you'll fall if you're so skinny."

The elevator stopped on the first floor, and Lin Qin took the opportunity to slip away, forgetting his words.

Obviously she was perfunctory, but Yan Shang laughed a little, got in the car and went out in a good mood.

Lin Qin finished her breakfast unhurriedly, got into the car waiting at the gate of the villa, and was taken to No. [-] Middle School by the driver.

She always got to school by stepping on the dots.

Tan Yubo pondered all night after returning home yesterday, and came early this morning, waiting in his seat for a long time, thinking about continuing to observe Lin Qin in class today.

What he didn't expect was that after sitting down, Lin Qin took out a blank A4 paper, picked up a pen and began to draw lines.

The speed of her sketching technique is astonishing, and in just three to four minutes, the well-proportioned and well-proportioned burly male character is vivid on the paper.

"Lin, Lin Qin." Tan Yubo pursed his lips and looked at her flickeringly.

"Huh?" Lin Qin stopped writing, raised his eyebrows and looked back.

Tan Yubo's tongue almost got knotted: "You, who are you painting?"

"Virtual character." Lin Qin retracted his gaze and continued to think about the game background of "Unbounded".

The beginning of the story is the deterioration of the global environment and entering the era of wasteland technology.

An existential crisis looms.

The Human Federation has gradually split into two camps, the Digital Life faction and the Human Body Reformation faction.

The former enshrines consciousness uploading technology as Guigao.

The latter promotes the strengthening of the human body, breaking through the limits, and at the same time strives to overcome technical barriers, and seeks opportunities for evolution both internally and externally.

However, there are groups in both factions who take a slanted sword.

Unfortunately, the extreme believers of the digital school and the lunatics who do human experiments come together.

One side instigates people to break away from reality and sink into virtual reality, while the other side keeps a sober but unable to wake up body after taking over the uploaded consciousness.

In just three years, the population has dropped sharply, the Federation has internal and external troubles, and disputes arose.

Players can choose one of three characters to enter the game.

Federal pickets, wasteland lurkers, and...the only waking test subject in the biochemical base.

The character she is drawing at this moment is the image of a federal picket created based on Uncle Yan.

The surface is gentle, the etiquette is thoughtful, but the temperament of the whole body seeps out the aloof and arrogant heart like a shadow.

Always be alert to the outside world, and extremists in the crowd may be caught at any time and any place and dealt with on the spot.

Of course, if Yan Shang knew that she got such inspiration from himself, he would be dumbfounded.

……

No matter how Lin Qin formed his own world in his heart, it was difficult for Tan Yubo to pry into it.

He sat up straight and continued to read, but Lin Qin always looked at him with raised eyelashes, and couldn't help turning his head to look twice.

A voice suddenly came from the back row: "Squad leader, do you like Sister Qin?!"

Xu Minglei lay on the table and smiled viciously.

Tan Yubo became angry from embarrassment, quickly covered his mouth, and looked at Lin Qin: "Don't listen to his nonsense."

Lin Qin nodded calmly, the speed of the pen in his hand remained unchanged, and he didn't take what the two of them said seriously at all.

She has heard this kind of words since she was a child, and she has long been immune to it.

On the contrary, Tian Xin, who continued to sit at Lin Qin's front table because of his relationship with the squad leader, turned around and asked Lin Qin.

"Qinqin, have you ever been in love?"

Lin Qin stopped writing to look at her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Sensing the attention of the people around her, she purposely remained silent for a few seconds before speaking slowly.

"I have no plans to fall in love early."

"Haha, monitor, you have no chance... Ugh... Don't lock your throat in a fight!!"

Tian Xin looked at Xu Minglei gloatingly, and leaned back to approach him.

Ask in a low voice: "Qinqin, what kind of boy do you like?"

"I don't know." She thought for a while, "I don't necessarily like boys."

Tian Xin's round deer eyes widened, "Do you like girls?! Sister, I can!!"

Lin Qin smiled lightly, and the radiance of melting ice and snow bloomed on her face.

Rarely said a long sentence: "I like artificial intelligence, especially the force collision between mechanical steel, which is much more interesting than human beings."

"Wow!" Tian Xin exclaimed, "The beauty of beauty is really different."

different.Lin Qin silently read these four words.

She does have something different.

Since childhood, Lin Qin didn't care who he liked, and it didn't matter whether he would fall in love in the future.

To her, human beings are just an objective existence, and everything is indifferent to her.

It seems that there is a thick layer of veil between the world and all emotions and emotions can only get slow and shallow delayed feedback.

It's all right to draw a few pictures, do boxing, play with the computer, read a book, and appreciate enough beautiful people and things, which are all that Lin Qin envisions for his future life.

She never thought that there would be a second person.

Tian Xin sighed exaggeratedly, "I don't know what kind of handsome guy is worthy of our Qinqin."

Tan Yubo's face froze for a while, then he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Tian Xin, do you have two composition classes this afternoon?"

Tian Xin froze, and looked at Lin Qin hesitantly: "Yes, yes, Qinqin, you...may be in trouble."

(End of this chapter)