Metamorphosis Marvel Genius

Chapter 4 Simons Fitz

"Do you need my help?" The one who spoke was a woman, carrying a shoulder bag over 30L, squatting beside Anna. The woman was quiet and spoke slowly, unlike most Americans.

Beside her was a boy, in the crowded crowd, rubbing the back of his head at a loss.

"Hello, my name is Annabella, you can call me Anna, can you please help me line up." Anna's official name is Annabella Hansen, and Anna is just a name for acquaintances, just like Garcia's full name It was Emma Garcia, whom Ana and Maya only called Garcia.

"My name is Gemma Simmons, then you can call me Simmons, this is my brother Leo Fitz." It turned out to be the famous Simmons Fitz in the super popular CP group in S.H.I.E.L.D.

According to the time, the two of them were still in the Ph.D. stage. Anna remembered that their teacher was Dr. Hall, and they should have learned a lot from Dr. Hall.

Simmons hugged Anna, her body was soft, with a fragrance, and her soft eyes gave a sense of comfort.Due to the long-term investigation of literature, he is thin and thin, like most high school students, with slightly hunched shoulders.This is also a common problem in academics. Lack of exercise leads to too loose back muscles.

Fitz on the other side had just left the laboratory environment and came to a lively place, feeling a little uncomfortable and embarrassed.

All the teachers were in contact with each other. After a while, a student came out from the staff and came to greet Fitzsimmons and the other two.

"Where's Dr. Hall?"

"The teacher and Professor Selvig went to play in the sculpture park." Fitz habitually touched the back of his head, and Fitz felt a little more comfortable with the presence of acquaintances.

After the two seniors arranged everything, they picked up Fitzsimmons' luggage and glanced at Simmons and Anna.

Simmons hugged Anna and looked around: "Anna, where are your parents?"

It turned out that Simmons played house with her just now, and Anna felt that she was neglected, and shouted: "I'm not here to play, I want to confirm the registration."

Everyone laughed loudly, and the co-authors thought it was the children of the teaching staff who had sneaked out to make a fuss, and went where there were too many people.

When Anna explained the situation clearly, Simmons and Fitz still couldn't believe it, but Anna had no choice but to explain that she was running errands for her mother Maya.

No one doubted a white lie.

Anna is short, and even the urinals in Europe and the United States are a bit taller, and so is the table. Anna stretched her arms to barely pass the table, and the staff didn't notice it at all.

Simmons picked up Anna and put her on the stage, and soon Anna became the focus of everyone.

The on-site staff are all students and teachers from the Internal Affairs Department, young people. They noticed the glutinous rice balls offered on the stage. They were full of maternal love and super enthusiastic. They took snacks from the fruit plate and fed them. It made Anna so annoying that she wanted to blast them with a six-stage electromagnetic railgun.

The picture was not very good-looking, Anna endured it, she came to deal with business, took out a copy from her small satchel, and handed it to the teacher.

The staff confirmed the information, printed out a colored tag, filled it with an identity magnetic card, put it on with a blue tape, and handed it to Anna.

The photo was of Maya Hansen. Anna knew that face recognition would be required to enter the venue. Maya's photo, Anna's face, how to recognize it.

Throw in the electromagnetic pulse bomb secretly. There is a magnet on the bomb, and it is immediately attracted to the hand.

Press the button, the electromagnetic pulse is released, the sudden surge of electromagnetic waves affects the current, the computer voltage is unstable, and everyone will blindly think that the blue screen is caused by the overclocking of the computer.

The screen flickered.

"What's the matter with the computer." The staff took a picture of the computer. It was only in 07 at this time, and the classic XP system was used. The staff also knew that the most criticized thing about the XP system was its blue screen. Suspecting him, he restarted the machine.

it has started.

In front of everyone, Anna took out her handheld and played the game openly.

The computer entered the boot page again, connected to the wireless network, and the data stream appeared on Anna's handheld. The staff never thought that the WIFI he was using had been stolen by Anna, and all Internet information had to pass through Anna's gateway.

The webpage sends a request message, the gateway sends a response message, and the hexadecimal code is poured out on the handheld.

Due to the rush of time, Anna couldn't make a decoder, she just scanned her memory with her eyes.

The encoding jumps too fast. Even Anna, with a super high IQ of 220, feels tiring to accurately capture IP packets in the vast data, including version, header length, and slice offset.

For the account number, Anna mentioned the ASCII code and hit it in her heart, and the password was divided into uppercase and lowercase numbers with dashes.

Oh, you're done.

After getting the account password, Anna can modify the registration information through the background operation of the VPN.

Turning her head and seeing Fitz looking at her with piercing eyes, Anna scratched her hair, embarrassed, the cubes kept piling up to the top of the screen, and Game Over had been popping up on the handheld for a long time.

And Anna has been staring at the screen just now.

Looking at Fitz's eyes, it seemed that he was suspicious.

But even if Fitz doubted it, so what, Anna directly intercepted the data from the physical layer, and the screen displayed all the original codes, and the account passwords were all compiled in ASCII codes.

Anna and Fitzsimmons bid farewell, entrusted others to load the materials onto the balance car, and wandered back.

On the road, I almost ran into Garcia driving a Chevrolet.

On the other side, two of Dr. Hall's students returned to the hotel. Simmons saw that Fitz was frowning for a while, so he asked about it.

Fitz scratched his hair: "Do you think Anna is a bit weird?"

"No, I think Anna is cute, and I want to hug her to sleep." Simmons said, a blush appeared on his cheeks. When he picked up Anna just now, she found that the little girl was fleshy, and she really wanted to bite her. girl cheeks.

Fitz sighed, took out a marker pen and wrote the text "45 00 05 dc": "Do you recognize this, I found it on the screen of her handheld, and these words kept popping up at the top of the screen."

"I only pay attention to her playing with cubes." Simmons said, she guessed it was hexadecimal, used in computer networks, Simmons has a Ph.D. in physics, and is now studying for her second degree, so computers can understand the general idea.

In fact, if Daisy Johnson is here five years later, she will know what the eight hexadecimal numbers represent, the header of the message, and a hacker like her will generate corresponding sensitivity.

When I got home, Garcia was already there, and he brought back a lot of conference materials. Even if he was a researcher, he would have to preview and study for a lecture.

Anna returned to her private workshop, used a VPN to connect to the official website of the meeting, entered the account password, took out the photo from the file, and replaced it with her own. The preparatory work for the meeting was completed, and then the presentation was prepared.

(End of this chapter)