Daomu Biji

On this day, I had a small meeting with some of my guys from near Hangzhou and explained everything. At four o'clock in the afternoon, I lay back in bed and fell asleep quickly. When I woke up, it was around midnight. I couldn't sleep anymore, so I went to the balcony of my third uncle's house and smoked a few cigarettes facing the gray sky in Hangzhou.

Wait until I feel a little uncomfortable from the cold. When I wanted to go back to the house to get my coat, I suddenly noticed something strange in the room.

I turned off the lights in the room, and it was supposed to be dark, but when I went back, I found a particularly strange light lighting up in a corner of the room.

It was not light or fire, but a miserable cold fluorescence.

I was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look, and suddenly found the computer on my third uncle's desk. It's already lit up.

I frowned and thought to myself, when did it open? I obviously turned off the computer after I finished using it. Why was it suddenly opened? Was there something wrong? So I walked to the desk and sat down, and saw nothing on the computer screen, but there was a small prompt bubble in the lower right corner of the computer.

You have a new email.

I looked around, feeling even more confused, and thought of several possibilities: The first was that this computer was opened by a few guys in the afternoon, maybe without my knowledge. What do they want?

I'm not worried about this. Uncle San's computer itself is blank. No matter what the purpose of the guy who turns on the computer is, he won't get anything.

The second possibility is that the computer has not been shut down, but is in a sleep state that can be woken up by the motherboard?

But the most bizarre thing is that this computer is definitely not connected to the Internet. Where did this email come from? Third uncle, does he understand email?

I sat next to the computer and moved the old mouse. Click on the bubble, and the mail window will pop up.

I took a look. Jingran is not a reminder email automatically sent by Windows mail software, but a real email sent from another address.

There is only one sentence in the email:

You are finally back. How is the plan going?

I sat in front of the computer and stared at this sentence for half an hour.

I was just thinking about this sentence, and all kinds of possibilities were revealed to me. First of all, the first point is: Uncle San actually has a secret email address.

I know that my third uncle can use computers, but I don't know to what extent he can use it. I think he is just about the same as my father.

On one system, it is windows2000.

Setting up email software on your computer is a relatively advanced skill. Especially for someone like him

For the old man. Did someone else set it up for him? But the core problem is that this computer is only used for electronic accounting. I never knew it could access the Internet.

Obviously there is Internet access.

Apparently he was hiding this.

The second point is that there is a person in Jingran who is communicating with Uncle San via email. Even if nothing happens, I will be very curious about who this person is. Judging from this simple email with only one sentence, it seems that this person and the third uncle are very familiar with each other. There is no letterhead or signature. Only one sentence gets to the heart of the matter.

and. The question he asked had the word plan in it.

Judging from all the information I have now, I know that Uncle San does have a plan. This plan involves all aspects. It was this plan that caused Laojiu Sect to break away from its powerful control, causing everything, even the seemingly extremely powerful it, to fall apart.

The Wu family almost sacrificed three generations for this plan - of course, I committed suicide in the third generation - and the third uncle would never allow the plan to be implemented until 90%, he must make this The plan must be completed 100% in the end, and there should be no chance of this happening again.

Could it be related to this plan I heard about? Could this email come from a very important person?

I checked my email software. There are no other emails in the mailbox, only this one.

If this computer can access the Internet. It is impossible for such a situation to arise. The third uncle must have deleted all the previous emails, which shows that the third uncle attaches great importance to the emails sent to and from this mailbox.

I suddenly felt like something was going on. It's really unexpected how things develop like this.

I have to reply to this email, this message is too short, I need more information to make more judgments

How to reply?

I lit a cigarette, looked at the email and thought about it for a long time, and typed this reply:

Plans have changed and some information is unclear. I will give you detailed news tomorrow. How's it going over there?

I pressed the reply button. The email was sent instantly. I leaned back in my chair and waited for his reply. His hands kept banging on the table. I know that under normal circumstances, the person who sends this kind of inquiry email will not leave the computer after sending the email, and there should be a reply to the email soon.

Sure enough, within ten minutes, bubbles appeared again in the lower right corner of the monitor.

I immediately clicked on:

I'm fine.

Three words flashed on the computer screen, and there were no more words.

I put the cigarette in my mouth and thought about what to say, but suddenly I retracted my hand.

I sent two messages. The first message was that I would send him another email tomorrow, and the second message was to ask about his situation.

He only replied once, and it was very brief.

With Uncle San's cautious habits, have they become accustomed to this kind of very concise communication? If I send another email, will there be a feeling of disobedience and will he notice something strange here?

I looked at these three words and thought for a long time. I absolutely couldn't reply. To be on the safe side, it would be better to send it to him tomorrow. Anyway, there are only a few hours until tomorrow, so why not use these few hours to think about how to phrase it, since I can’t sleep anyway.

I stood up and kept pacing back and forth in the room. All the calm thoughts before disappeared, and I suddenly returned to the anxious state I was in at the beginning.

I looked down on myself a little. After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that the email I sent back was wrong.

Plans have changed and some information is unknown. I will give you detailed news tomorrow. How's it going over there?

That means that my email tomorrow must involve the content of the plan, but I don’t know what the plan is at all—in fact, I know it, but my cognitive level is completely different from Uncle San’s. It’s impossible for me to know what San Shu’s plan is. Something that uncle knows. So even if I can mention something in the plan, the other person will probably feel something is wrong.

For example, the real plan may be that the United States is fully prepared to attack Iraq, but the email I sent to the United States may still say that I think our plan to attack Iraq is feasible.

I came to the balcony and continued to smoke, with several plans in mind. First of all, it is best for me to know where the other person is before they notice. According to my friend, this should be possible through email address query. However, even if I ask my friend to come over, it will be tomorrow night before he gets here.

Therefore, I must not send tomorrow’s email too early, otherwise the other party will leave as soon as they notice the problem, and I will make the same mistakes I often made before.

The level of caution of people in this bureau is beyond my imagination. The ghost of Banai at that time can do so many shocking things just by looking at a few of our actions, which can be proved. In order to prevent their plans from being exposed, they will never take any risks, and there is no doubt that once they feel that anything is wrong, they will immediately take the most powerful measures to deal with it.

But after thinking about it carefully, I don’t think it was wrong to reply immediately, nor do I think the letter I replied to was wrong, because I couldn’t reply to his email at that time, and it would also involve the content of the plan. So by replying like this, I actually bought more time for myself.

So what if I can't find the other party?

I actually know the most basic tricks, and I have battled wits with these people so many times. I know that the easiest way is to tell this person that something is going on here, and make it very serious, maybe I can force him out. .

However, if the other party is an extremely cautious person, it is likely to disappear. So I can't use this trick until the very end. What's more, if there is some kind of tacit understanding between the third uncle and the other party, and the other party feels that the situation on the third uncle's side has collapsed and wants to find someone to kill the third uncle, then wouldn't I be unlucky?

I smoked all the cigarettes I had on me and couldn't think of any solution, so I had to go back.

After I got back, I suddenly found that the computer was on again, and I couldn't help but feel my head jump - it had been dark just now.

I immediately walked over and found another email.

Get some rest early, we still have a long way to go, don't let the wind blow all the time.

I looked at the balcony and suddenly felt excited.

Holy shit, he can see me!

My first reaction was to immediately pull the curtains, but as soon as I thought something was wrong, I immediately suppressed myself. I sat on the stool for almost three minutes before I suppressed my shocked reaction.

It seems that the relationship between this person and his third uncle is more complicated than I thought, and judging from this person's tone, I guess this person is sending emails to his third uncle either as a couple, or as an elder or brother.

I wrote back:

Understand and encourage each other.

After sending it, I immediately went back to the room, closed the door, took out my own mobile phone, and immediately texted my friend.

I have a hunch, I can even guess who this person might be.

If it is what I guessed, then what happens next will be completely beyond my expectation, and everyone's fate will change. To be continued