Daomu Biji

I rushed back to the room in a frenzy, made dozens of calls, and called all the more powerful guys in Hangzhou. I arranged a few tasks, a group of people to find someone for me, I did not see what that person looked like, only to look for suspicious people. The second group of people turned me around in trash cans to see if there were any video tapes. With so many videotapes, he couldn't take them away immediately, either destroying them or hiding them somewhere else. Even if only a pile of ash is found, it must be brought back to me. The third group of people, looking for someone to get out all the things in that chamber. I want to study inch by inch, and I do n’t believe any traces can be found.

The first batch of people certainly did not have any results. I was just depressed, and I found a few people to send out cruelty, but no one found it. The second group of people never returned. The third group of people was even more depressed, because maybe when designing the house below, the furniture was first put in it. Now it is impossible to get the furniture out of such a small passage. The man asked me what to do, and I said to myself what else to do, and said, "Tear down!"

Everything inside was broken into pieces and piled up in the yard. I looked at all the pieces and turned them one by one until I found out that there was no clue at all. Then I calmed down.

I drove everyone away, sitting in the yard alone, lighting a cigarette, thinking about it. I think I have failed too much, and lost such a good opportunity. But I looked at the bedding, the tables and chairs, and suddenly found something wrong, and then sneered.

I realized that I did not fail at all, and all the things I wanted to know were already in front of me. I just need some measures to parse it out.

I picked up my cell phone and got a call from a buddy: "No matter how much money, find me a facility that can test DNA." I spread out the quilt, looked carefully inside, and picked out one of the hair. Yes, money is not a problem. "

If a person stays in a secret room for decades, and the only person he communicates with is my third uncle, what is the biggest problem?

This person must have very little knowledge of modern technology. I do n’t know how they communicated before using the computer, but obviously, they do n’t know too much about technology.

I sent them a few hairs for inspection. If my guess is correct, then I can **** know half of this.

On the other hand, I sent both computers to my classmates and asked him to continue his research. I know that deleting something in the computer is not clean. Even if the hard disk is formatted, the data in it may be restored. I already know everything, and some fragments may be extremely valuable tips for me.

Long story short, the DNA test results did not come out so quickly, but the next day, my classmates came.

To my surprise, my classmate came empty-handed. I cast my eyes in doubt. He shook his head: "The hard disk in this computer is useless, just an empty shell."

Empty shell?

"This is a workstation." He said, "I found this in the CD-ROM drive." He took out a CD-ROM. "The hard disk of this computer is a decoration. This is a workstation driven by a CD-ROM drive."

I did n’t understand well, he explained: "In short, this computer has no hard disk, all the information is stored in the memory, there is no record. As long as the shutdown, everything will return to zero."

I lit the cigarette and asked him to sit down and asked, "Is this technology very high-end?"

He shook his head: "No, it is actually a relatively low-end technology. Many times, it is used in university multimedia classrooms and Internet cafes. In this case, there are not so many viruses and reinstalling the system."

I sighed, and said that it really did not leak. However, in terms of my third uncle and this person who has lived in the dark room all the year round, how are these things realized? There must be someone who knows the technology to guide them.

I do n’t believe that Sanshu is a person who secretly learns a lot of modern knowledge. There must be such a person.

I sighed and asked him, "Then you have carefully checked the two computers. Are there any strange things? Are there any different places?"

He scratched his head and sat down beside me, saying, "I don't know what to say or not." I said: "Speak, I will add money to you if you speak."

He said: "I have been repairing computers in the computer city for many years. I have seen all kinds of computers. I said that you are one of the best in antiques. I believe it, but you have to believe me too. In my hand, I can see what kind of person the owner is, what are my usual habits. Even if I am fat or thin, what is my personality, what do I love to play on the computer, I can see it. "

I lit him a cigarette, and when I saw this kid saying this, my eyes were full of light, full of pride, and it was fun.

He watched me give him a cigarette and was immediately encouraged. He said, "You may not believe it. Let me give you an example. The computer used by the game and the text worker is absolutely different, including the wear of the keyboard. Difference. I can judge by the wear of the keyboard. "

I nodded and asked him to continue. He said, "This computer was a popular model seven years ago. That is to say, this computer has been used for basically seven years. In this era, it has been used for a long time. But I checked all the parts and I found a very bizarre place. "He paused." Basically all the parts of this computer are not worn. "

I frowned, realizing that what he said might indeed be valuable.

"We know that if you use a keyboard, the grease on your fingers will definitely stick to the keyboard. No matter how clean this person is, after using it, these greases will form a thin film on the keyboard, and then dust will adhere to it. Dirt. A computer that has been used for seven years, no matter how clean it is, this kind of dirt is inevitable. "

"You just say what you mean."

"The keyboard is too clean, the scroll wheel of the mouse is too clean, this kind of cleanness is not clean after wiping. You know that the mouse is very difficult to clean. To what extent is this clean? If this computer has just been taken out of the warehouse Soon this will not be the case. However, judging from the degree of oxidation and yellowing of the prints and shells placed on your desk by this computer, it is indeed that they have been outside for a long time, so there is almost only one conclusion, "he said. These two computers are rarely used, and almost never used by anyone. "

I touched my chin and understood exactly what he meant. I patted him and said: I rely on it, that's what happened.

During these seven years, if you often use computers to communicate with people in the dark room, this will definitely not be the case. However, the computer is definitely placed here, I can see it every time I come; if this computer is not commonly used, but it is placed here, and at the same time also take care of the task of communicating with the people in the dark room ...

This is a contradiction, the evidence is different.

"This is a trap, dog day." I choked off my cigarette butts and scolded myself in my heart.

This is a heuristic mechanism. When the person in the dark room notices that something is wrong here, he uses this computer to send a message. If it is the real uncle, he may reply to the agreed code.

However, I did n’t think so deeply and did n’t think so much, so I got a stroke. After so many conversations, I always thought I was tempting him, and now it seems that he answers so drippingly, but is tempting me. In all settings, I am at a complete disadvantage.

From this terrible trap and setting, we can see that the fighting between these forces has reached an indescribable level. Everyone is on thin ice, and every thing they do must be exhaustive.

"Uncle, what exactly do you want to find out from this? Tell me if you want it so that there is no direction to me." He looked at my expression and knew that I approved his statement, and the enthusiasm suddenly increased. "Wu Xie's kid always asked me to check things. It's better to check if there is a purpose."

I chewed and said, "I will tell you a story."

So, I compiled what happened in this house into a very ambiguous story and told him again.

After listening, he found it very fun: "This is simply the spy game code during World War II."

"I want to find this person, this person must be a key."

"But it doesn't make sense." He said, "Uncle, the story you just told is unreasonable."