[Hacker] Angry Youth God

They all thought that Yan Mingfei told him, but only he knew what was going on.

It's just that he can't tell them.

It was very late for Gu Zhichuan to fill out the questionnaire, his eyes were so dry and painful, he rubbed his eyes, but there was no tear left.

"Maybe I have to trouble you to live in Guoan for a few more days." Yu Jie said apologetically, but Gu Zhichuan only saw the ruthlessness and indifference in his eyes. Could it be that the group of people in Guoan have lost their minds?

"Where's Yan Mingfei?" He didn't ask the living Yan Mingfei.

"Found it." There was only this short sentence.Yu Jie glanced at him, then glanced at Fu Linxia, ​​who had been sitting motionless all the time, "Mr. Fu, you can go."

Gu Zhichuan turned to look at Fu Linxia, ​​Fu Linxia leisurely opened his eyes, and sneered, "Ask Pei Donghai to come out."

"Sorry, the boss is still recovering from his injuries. The doctor said that he can't see others anymore." Yu Jie's answer was very formulaic. From him, Gu Zhichuan suddenly saw the shadow of a traditional Chinese bureaucrat.

"Fu Linxia, ​​I don't want to stay any longer." He threw away the pen in his hand, his mind was still terribly lucid. The short meeting in the afternoon had already given him an understanding of the situation. I fell asleep, but I was afraid of being haunted by nightmares, so I can still keep my eyes open and stare hard at the ghosts and ghosts deep in my consciousness.

Not for a moment, not for a moment.

The fork suddenly crossed in the back of my mind. The small fork made with a dark blue marker pen was just two simple strokes, but now I think about it, it is shocking.

Gu Zhichuan raised his head, looked at the ceiling, and blinked his eyes. Yan Mingfei seemed to be floating in the upper air. He stretched out his hand and spread his five fingers, only catching a strand of cool air.

Withdrawing his hand, his lips were blue and purple, and he seemed to be extremely cold, "I don't have any problems, let me go back."

Go back to the villa immediately, he still has important things to do.

Fu Linxia glanced at Yu Jie, this thin man couldn't help trembling under his cold gaze, and the next moment he fell to the ground, unconscious.

When Gu Zhichuan heard the sound, he didn't turn his head back, but stood up, seeming to have a muffled laugh, "It seemed quite right that I didn't let you die in the dormitory because of excessive bleeding." Fu Linxia retracted her empathy. The slender and powerful legs raised—he was just a split leg just now, which made Yu Jie, who had received professional training in Guoan, lose his senses.

But it's all temporary, they have to hurry up.

"You're quite right, so put on his clothes and let's go."

In two strokes, Fu Linxia took off Yu Jie's blue and black uniform jacket from Guo'an, and threw it to Gu Zhichuan.

Gu Zhichuan's eyes have never been so calm and so dark, like a pool of deep water in the dark night, with an undercurrent turbulent under the calm surface.

"You don't want to die?"

"I cherish my life very much." Fu Linxia watched him take off his coat and put on Yu Jie's uniform without any shyness, and felt that Gu Zhichuan seemed to have lost weight suddenly. He pressed his eyebrows and pressed Under this illusion, he glanced back at Yu Jie, "Guoan still cooperates with me, and the people on my side don't play cards according to the rules. It's just, why are you leaving all of a sudden?"

"Because I know Yan Mingfei has something for me."

After changing his clothes, Gu Zhichuan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Fu Linxia, ​​he put on his black glasses again, but this pair was already damaged, the temples were just put on, and the left lens was cracked , making Fu Linxia's entire eyes look a little messy and unpredictable.

Fu Linxia had already reached the door, but suddenly felt something was wrong. He put his hand on the doorknob, stood still for a moment, then immediately turned back and pulled Yu Jie's body, which was lying on the ground, to hide behind the door.

The next moment the door opened, and Gu Zhichuan stood in the middle, looking up at people calmly.

"Yao Jingsheng? You're here."

Half doubt and half statement.

Gu Zhichuan was not at all panicked by the fact that he was wearing the uniform of Guoan, he was already too abnormal today, sometimes he wondered, is the person who is speaking really himself?Is it really Gu Zhichuan who always says wrong things and does wrong things in front of Yan Mingfei?This is not like himself anymore. This Gu Zhichuan has actually been hiding, deep in his soul, like Pandora's magic box. Yan Mingfei's death broke the seal of the magic box. Gu Zhichuan, whom others had seen before, finally emerged like a demon.

He was amazed at his calmness, indifference and even coldness, Yan Mingfei was dead—he told himself so.

Yao Jingsheng looked at Gu Zhichuan, and immediately felt something was wrong. Before he could react, Gu Zhichuan had already walked over. He stared at Gu Zhichuan blankly, always feeling that the person in front of him was very strange.

Gu Zhichuan's eyes fell on his wrist, he looked back and looked straight into his eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Do you like me?"

A feeling of embarrassment that the most secret thing he had hidden was discovered, Yao Jingsheng was shocked, and his fingers tightened.

That young shoot is still struggling, struggling to get out from the heavy darkness and heavy soil, and the sharp shoot that has been broken off will emerge again.

Gu Zhichuan's eyes flickered, "I really like you too."

Then came the sudden approach, which made it impossible to guard against. He bit Yao Jingsheng's lip, and he bled immediately.

At the same time, Fu Linxia slashed with a knife from behind.

Gu Zhichuan stood indifferently, Yao Jingsheng's eyes were very complicated, and the entangled things inside made him feel like he would be bound if he looked at it for a long time.

Yao Jingsheng only felt a pain in the back of his neck, and stretched out his hand to grab Gu Zhichuan's hand, but the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist was caught by the national security badge on Gu Zhichuan's cuff, and the whole string of beads was torn off at once, making a mess land.

Gu Zhichuan only felt the final madness in his eyes, and heard a faint sound of snapping.

Suspecting that it was an illusion, he turned around and greeted Fu Linxia to go out in a grandiose manner.

As Guoan's partner on the road, Fu Linxia had no difficulty at all in taking a man in uniform out.

Gu Zhichuan couldn't stay in Guoan for a moment, not even a moment.

On the way back, Fu Linxia kept sending text messages, while Gu Zhichuan just closed his eyes and sorted out those details in his mind over and over again.

"nailed it."

When getting out of the car, Fu Linxia finally breathed a sigh of relief.It seemed that Guoan was really just a routine matter, because of the relationship between Gu Zhichuan and Yan Mingfei, Pei Donghai acquiesced in their escape, but he didn't know what Yao Jingsheng would think.

When standing in front of the villa that he hadn't seen for a day, Gu Zhichuan felt that he could hardly walk anymore. The night was dark and dark, and there was no light in the whole villa.

Thinking about it again, I remembered Lao Yan standing at the door, reluctant to let him go, saying those inexplicable, weird and exaggerated words, "Fu Linxia, ​​do you believe that there will be mudslides and snowstorms this season, and it is dangerous to go out?"

Fu Linxia took off his glasses and wiped them carefully. His sharp eyes were exposed in the night like that. He didn't answer, and he knew that Gu Zhichuan didn't need him to answer.

"I believe it."

Old Yan, he met—those things that were difficult and difficult, those sudden accidents and losses.

However, what does he mean when he said that the money is not revealed?

He has a vague premonition, he knows that he is Yan Mingfei's most proud masterpiece, even though he hasn't had time to complete it - why should he see him leave?

Gu Zhichuan didn't want to see a lifeless Yan Mingfei, that was no longer Yan Mingfei, it was just Yan Mingfei's body.

In fact, if the Guoan people didn't find him, how good would it be to let him sleep forever in the ground?

But does Yan Mingfei also have that kind of hidden hope in his heart, longing to be like Yao Wanggui, to be buried with the heavy and bright national flag?

Gu Zhichuan couldn't escape, didn't dare to escape, his time was so tight that now he felt that every step he took was a waste of time.

Without turning on the light, he walked back to his room step by step in the unfamiliar darkness.

When the desk lamp was turned on, he immediately realized that someone had turned over the place.

The people in Guoan are really meticulous, but they can't do too much.

The position of the computer has been moved, the books in the entire bookshelf seem to have been scanned, and the drawers have been turned over. He suspects that his computer's hard drive has also been copied.

Should he be thankful that he has developed a sense of crisis at this time?Every time I don't use those things, I always delete them and shred them.

Pull out the last book and turn to the last page. Yao Wanggui's name is still blacked out, and Pei Donghai's name is marked with a cross.

He looked at it for a long time, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Snow disasters, mudslides, unrevealed wealth, notebooks...

When he left, what else did Yan Mingfei say?

That seems to be all there is to it.

He said more than once that he had to read these notebooks.

Gu Zhichuan carefully checked the notebook in his hand, but found no clues, Yan Mingfei told him to read it.

What does it mean to finish reading?

He took out one book after another, flipped through it quickly, and didn't stop until he came across his 19-year-old notes.

"Detailed Explanation of Angel Invasion Tools"——

Angel invasion?A name I've never heard of.

"A tool that can run with the high power and high processing speed of the blade server unit, has encryption options, and was jointly developed by professional and technical personnel born in the 90s of the last century. The function of the incomplete tool is halved, so the main problem at present is Fix this tool. The whole tool is extremely powerful, with ping function for searching ip, v6 processing level..."

There is no need to read any more. The ip and v6 on the notebook are written in the upper and lower lines. Such a simple sentence is just ipv6.

Angel, born in the 90s of last century, jointly developed by a group of professional technicians, damaged, powerful...

His 19-year-old notes were written in black ink. At first glance, it is hard to tell the old from the old. It is estimated that people from Guoan will not scan them one by one.

In fact, Yan Mingfei's life should be under their control, and they must be clear about the existence of these notes.

So they let down their vigilance, and they didn't know that Yan Mingfei had tampered with it.

He understood it all at once.

Got it all.

Why Yan Mingfei was so interested in him from the beginning, why he invited him to live with him later, why he answered his questions without asking a single word, why he always said something that seemed unintentional but was actually very targeted.

In Yan Mingfei's hands, there is part of the super system of the remaining angel group.

He already knew what he had in his hands, he knew it a long time ago.

Gu Zhichuan hugged his head and squatted down in pain. The notebook he knocked fell to the ground, but he didn't want to pay attention to it at all.

Fu Linxia had long sat on the sidelines and watched him get nervous for a long time. At this moment, he was really impatient, so he poured a glass of cold water over it, "Don't be desperate, you still have to plan a lot of things now."

A large glass of cold water mercilessly wet his whole body and stained his face.

He calmed down immediately, some of the notes were wet with water, he didn't care much, just put them away and wiped them dry with his sleeves, a few drops of water slid down his cheeks, his eyes were heavy.

"I don't need you now."

Hearing what he said, Fu Linxia was not angry at all. He put away the empty cup in his hand, turned around and walked away gracefully, waving with his back to Gu Zhichuan, leaving the darkness behind.

Gu Zhichuan sat at the table, his body stiff all the time, sitting in the middle of the night, his eyes were bloodshot.

At four o'clock in the morning, there was the sound of rain outside the window, and a heavy rain came unexpectedly.

He opened the door of his room and went to the next door.

The whole villa was pitch-black, and the sound of footsteps was particularly harsh, making it very lonely.

The empty room is neat and tidy, as if it is still waiting for its owner to come back. A computer is placed on the table, and the server is connected from the basement. Yan Mingfei's server is not the same as his.

Holding the doorknob in his hand, he stood until his body was chilled by the night, his hands were as cold as ice, and he finally stepped into the room.

A room of a dead man.