Deadly virus

Jiang Cheng nestled in his seat, dozed off while maintaining a straight posture, and finally heard the stewardess announce that San Francisco had arrived while he was half asleep.He got out of the blanket as if he had been pardoned, first glanced at Stanley, saw that the old man was unfastening his seat belt, then straightened his suit, folded the blanket and put it on the seat, and then moved Muscles that are already stiff.People around him started to get up. Seeing that Stanley was still sitting, he waited calmly. When everyone was almost gone, he stood up and helped Stanley unload his luggage, and then packed his own two sets The backpack of the clothes was pulled out.

Stanley's face was a little tired, and he looked a little depressed, but it's no wonder that both of his friends passed away in a short period of time, which is indeed not a happy news.After leaving the customs, Stanley said to Jiang Cheng: "I'm sorry to let you come to San Francisco temporarily and disrupt your plan."

Jiang Cheng dragged Stanley's suitcase: "It's okay, I also feel very sorry for the passing of Professor Voss."

Stanley sighed: "At my age, it's really not a pleasant thing to send old friends away one by one."

Stanley is a few years younger than Tao Minxing. The two met after they became university professors. They have a good friendship with each other. Voss also met Stanley through Tao Minxing, and they have known each other for decades.However, within a few months, Tao Minxing and Voss passed away one after another. It is no wonder that Stanley was a little depressed after receiving the news.Jiang Cheng followed by his side, unable to find any words of consolation at the moment, so he could only accompany Stanley in silence.

"I shouldn't have asked you to come with me, but I thought about it, the sooner your paper can be released, the better." Stanley cheered up and said, "In any case, if Voss knows that there is such a A paper, should be very happy."

Jiang Cheng received a notification from Stanley five hours before boarding the plane, asking him to accompany him to San Francisco to attend Worth's funeral.The news came so suddenly that he didn't even have time to think about when Voss passed away, so he hurriedly booked a plane ticket, packed his clothes, and followed Stanley on the plane.

When they arrived at the cemetery by car, just in time for the body to bid farewell, Jiang Cheng looked at Voss lying in the coffin, and then he reacted confusedly, Voss left.

Voss was already thin and out of shape, and even though the undertaker had put on makeup on him, he no longer looked the way Jiang Cheng remembered him.An indescribable feeling rose in Jiang Cheng's heart, as if after the seminar, a bunch of people walked around him inexplicably.This strange feeling lingered in his heart until Dean, the youngest son of Voss who had videotaped him, came to Jiang Cheng.

"Jiang Cheng?" It took him a while to pronounce Jiang Cheng's name.

It was already the lunch meeting after the funeral, and Jiang Cheng accompanied Stanley after greeting the people he knew. When Stanley decided to go to rest, he found a corner by himself to clear his mind.Unexpectedly, this person who once met once found him.

"It's me." Jiang Cheng stood up straight, "What's the matter?"

Dean held a letter in his hand, with an indescribably strange expression on his face: "It's like this, I found this when sorting out my father's belongings." He handed the letter to Jiang Cheng, "It says Your name, and a note."

Jiang Cheng took it, but the note was not torn off, it was still pasted on the envelope, which said: "Don't call, don't send emails, don't contact Jiang Cheng, if you have a chance, hand it over to him."

Jiang Cheng looked at Dean in bewilderment after watching it: "This is it?"

Dean has been paying attention to his expression, and seeing that he is also puzzled and even more confused: "It's strange, right? But that's what it says on the note. We discussed what my father meant. It should be that we can't pass any If we can’t meet by chance, then I probably don’t need to hand over this letter to you. Fortunately, you actually came to his funeral. We didn’t take the initiative to contact you, so we should be able to hand it over to you under such circumstances. "

Jiang Cheng looked at the letter in his hand, the simple white envelope looked a little weird at the moment.He made a gesture to dismantle, and Dean said: "You can do it yourself, my task is completed, thank you for coming."

Jiang Cheng found a secluded corner to open the letter, but after reading the first few lines, his expression completely changed.Inside was a typed e-mail written by Tao Minxing and addressed to Voss.The content of the letter was about Hughes' data tampering incident, but unlike Jiang Cheng's usual cognition, Tao Minxing not only suspected Luo Jia in the letter, but also directly pointed the finger at Jiang Langmin. He suspected that Jiang Langmin was in charge of everything.

Jiang Cheng was a little dazed, he looked carefully, the letter was not printed directly, it should have been made into a picture with a screenshot software and then printed out.He looked at the time when the letter was sent. It was midnight on December 22. By this time, Tao Minxing should have passed away two days ago.

Jiang Cheng searched subconsciously, and easily saw Dean in the crowd.Jiang Cheng stared at him for a while, but couldn't find any reason for the other party to tease him, not to mention that this was only the second meeting between the two, let alone that it was the funeral of the other party's father at this moment.

Jiang Cheng frowned and looked away, calmed down and read the rest of the content.The letter was very long, Jiang Cheng read it more and more slowly, his whole body gradually felt chilly, and in the end it seemed as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his brain seemed to have been hammered by something, it was in chaos, and he almost lost the ability to think.

Dean was chatting with someone who looked a bit like him, Jiang Cheng couldn't care less about being polite at the moment, he walked up to Dean's side, and asked in a trembling voice: "Mr. Voss, can I ask a question? ?”

Dean exchanged a glance with the person next to him: "Of course."

"Can I have a look at Professor Worth's mailbox?" Jiang Cheng looked at the two people who were frowning at the same time and said, "That's right, the letter the professor sent me was a typed email, which was sent by Professor Tao to His. But the date of sending this email was clearly two days after Professor Tao passed away. I want to confirm that this email is really not a prank!"

Dean and the people around him looked surprised, and then Dean said: "Well, it's not impossible, but in fact my father's computer had a technical accident, and most of the data was lost."

"what?"

The man who was chatting with Dean said: "A while ago there was a very troublesome hijacking virus that deleted data without paying. My father's computer was also hit. But he is in the intensive care unit, and we are taking care of him again. This matter was not discovered until he was sorting out the data after his death. Because he did not pay the ransom, the other party deleted all the data in my father’s computer, including emails and the like. They also locked the computer and spent a lot of money. It took a lot of work to open it, but it was emptied out of my father's personal photos and notes."

Hearing what the other party said, only a passage from the letter repeatedly appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind: "Although I haven't been able to find any real evidence, considering the timing and those strange details, I can't believe that Jiang Langmin can do it this time. Even, he may be more dangerous than anyone else. I can't guarantee the security of my communication, and I don't know if I have been under surveillance. I just hope that after receiving this letter, you can be careful in everything. I I'm sorry I caused all of this."

Jiang Cheng's face was too pale, Dean and Chris waved their hands in front of him worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Jiang Cheng nodded wildly, he wanted to leave at the first moment, moved his foot slightly, then stopped and asked, "I have another question, did the professor get sick after attending Professor Tao's funeral? "

Dean recalled for a while and said: "Yes, I got sick after getting off the plane."

"Later, I found out that there were other people on the plane who were also infected by the same virus, but they were all young people, so..." Kesley spread his hands, "Maybe my father is the oldest, and he was the only one who was hit."

Jiang Cheng forced himself to apologize to the other party, he didn't know how he got out of the room, a lot of images flooded his brain in a short time, and a terrible thought lingered in his mind.In the warm sun of early spring, Jiang Cheng's back was wet with cold sweat, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.When he came back to his senses, Lu Linjiang's number had been called up on the phone screen, and the moment he was about to press his thumb down, Jiang Cheng stopped abruptly.

He looked at the name on the screen, his Adam's apple kept shaking up and down due to nervousness, but he still didn't press down with his fingers after all.Jiang Cheng exhausted all his self-control to prevent himself from making this call. He exited the interface, trying to find a way to buy a plane ticket back to China as soon as possible.

Despite his efforts to control himself, he found himself trembling involuntarily.At this moment, he didn't care about wrinkling the clothes on his body, so he just wrapped the blanket tightly.Jiang Cheng stared blankly at the white clouds outside the window, and found that his brain had completely shut down at the moment, he just kept praying, hurry up, hurry up!

When Jiang Cheng finally knocked on the door of Lu Linjiang's apartment, the worries lingering in his heart finally eased, but it was not Lu Linjiang who opened the door, but a young woman with curly hair.

Jiang Cheng's heart sank, and looking at the other party, he realized that he didn't know what to say.The other party first asked: "Are you... looking for Lu Linjiang?"

He nodded mechanically, and the young woman laughed: "He sold this house to me, and he doesn't live here now."

"..." Jiang Cheng looked at the other party, subconsciously thinking that it didn't come true, but he didn't know whether he should be happy or not. He had only been out for a few days, and Lu Linjiang had already sold the house!He forced a smile and felt that it was not appropriate for him to stay any longer, so he moved his steps and planned to leave.

"Wait a minute." The other party stopped him, "He said he would live downstairs for the time being, but I don't know exactly where."

"Downstairs?" Jiang Cheng went downstairs in a daze, and stood in front of his room with some disbelief.