E-sports king: Captain, how can you be so cheap?

Chapter 368 NO.11

Cai Wen looked at the back of the coach leaving with a look of bewilderment. Why did he suddenly postpone the meeting?
He first went to the conference room to have a look, good guy!There is no one inside!Entering the lounge, only Midaya was looking through the refrigerator, trying to find snacks that could consume time.

"Where are they?" Cai Wen pushed his glasses, looked at Midaya who kept throwing snacks on the table, and asked.

"Probably all in the room. The coach said that there are no tasks scheduled for today, so the few of us plan to watch a movie or watch game videos together in the room." Midaya replied.

"Then you all know about the delay of today's regular meeting?"

Midaya didn't raise his head: "I know."

Cai Wen gritted his teeth and squeezed the document in his hand, Kang Linmu! !

Duanmu returned to his room, sorted out the game data in his hand, made a more standardized data file, then found the USB flash drive he used yesterday from the clothes he wore yesterday, and connected it to his notebook , starting with the contents of the U disk for three years.

Only 2 minutes after the start, the mobile phone on the right side of Duanmu began to vibrate. Duanmu glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number, and the address was unknown.

Duanmu thought for a while, closed the file he was currently browsing, and even cleared the local browsing traces, and then clicked to answer.

"Duanmu, quickly delete the one I gave you yesterday. A hidden virus was planted in it. I only found out today that my laptop has been paralyzed."

It was Dong Sanxing who called, using a temporary phone card, in order to prevent some people who are interested in following the clues.

Duanmu narrowed his eyes: "Have you contacted the above?"

"Contacted. It said that No.11 will be sent to help us." When Dong Sanxing mentioned No.11, his whole body was a little tense. After all, No.11 is a big shot.

NO.11...

Duanmu muttered the code name, filtering the information about NO.11 in his mind.However, the information about No.11 seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and he couldn't remember any of it.

"When will he arrive?" Duanmu asked while clearing the virus-laden files in his notebook.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he turned on the hands-free cell phone, grabbed the pencil on the table, didn’t have time to find the scratch paper, and wrote directly on the table—a string of numbers, a very long string , Duanmu wrote in three lines.

The handwriting was scribbled, because he hadn't noticed it until five seconds before the file was completely wiped.There was a row of numbers stuck together with the previous row, and while Duanmu was annoyed, it took him a long time to restore the two strings of numbers.

"Duanmu? Duanmu?! Are you listening to me?"

Dong Sanxing had just mentioned the approximate time of NO.11's arrival, but he couldn't hear Duanmu's answer. Fearing that Duanmu's phone would be cut off by a virus, he called Duanmu several times.

Looking at the clear three lines of numbers on the table, Duanmu heaved a sigh of relief: "I didn't hear that, please say it again."

"...I said, NO.11 will probably arrive in T city the day after tomorrow. He will contact us then." Dong Sanxing repeated it patiently.

"The day after tomorrow? So soon? He's in China?" Duanmu asked, looking at the numbers on the table, trying to decipher them in his mind.

"I can't tell. It's fine, I've brought the words, I can't chat with you for too long." Dong Sanxing was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait a minute." Duanmu stopped him.

"What else?"

"Your computer is completely paralyzed now, isn't it?"

"what."

"It's completely scrapped, isn't it?"

"……what do you want to say?"

"Hey, in that case, I can attack your computer at will."

"WK!! Can you be more shameless?!"

Even if Duanmu was sitting in his room, he could still imagine Dong Sanxing's rage.

(End of this chapter)