[Zhongyingmei] After being mistaken for 108 times, I am with the master

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"So, this is what Ding Ding cutie wants me to see?"

Throwing the remote control aside, the interview on the TV continued.The moment he saw the bloody text, Salander's face sank completely.

Most people say that disasters are often followed by good luck, but the most common thing in life is "a house leak happens to rain all night".

What was the man with the dark head showing him this at this time?Draw his attention away from his IP?

[Staring: You said you wanted to know what just happened. 】

"Oh, I see."

The young anchor showed a particularly bright smile, but opened and closed his lips at an angle that most people would not notice.

——I believe you ghost!

Because of dissatisfaction and anger, the lips moved relatively widely, and Salander was sure that the other party could see this.

If it was more than ten days ago, he might have believed this rhetoric, but now?Please return the key you cheated before and talk again!

Probably because [staring] really read the meaning hidden in his words?He didn't speak again for the next ten minutes.

But even so, the other party still had no intention of leaving.The black head hangs there silently, like a big bat with its wings folded, hanging upside down but always vigilantly staring at this side.

After being stared at like this for a few seconds, Salander closed the live broadcast room without hesitation. Anyway, his opponent on the surface and the shield behind his back, Tony Stark, would not be able to return for a while.

The TV, which hadn't been turned off, was still blaring, and the tabloid reporters were trying to get the attention of the richest man in New York with their questions.And the man who became the center of the topic was letting Friday read the surveillance inside Stark's headquarters.

Because some commercial secrets were involved, the monitoring that was moved to the TV was confused.But he could still see the man who unfortunately died suddenly and the computer at his hand.The computer screen was still on, and the scarlet "youlost" occupied most of the screen.

Salander turned on the camera to take a picture of this scene, but in the end it was a step too late.The surveillance video was put on the head, and the screen switched back to the twittering reporter.

In the end he impatiently picked up the remote control and pressed it lightly, and the whole world became quiet.

Salander lay down on the table next to him, and the mobile phone that failed to capture any images due to hesitation and the paper that recorded the first few IP addresses of [staring] were all in his hand.

After a while, he sat up slowly, pulled the piece of paper aside, and contacted someone.

That person was the black fan who was jumping up and down in his live broadcast room before, dedicated to singing against him every day, and... promoting the anchor next door.

When sending a message to the other party's account, Salander was actually ready to be rejected, blocked or even ridiculed, so that he could hack the other party's computer without any scruples, and then find out the other party's IP address to reduce the unhappiness in your heart.

——But the degree of cooperation from that audience was far beyond his expectations.

Whatever Salander asked, that person would answer whatever he asked, even when he asked about the anchor named "Evil Fox" whom the other party admired, and the person's iconic scarlet character, he knew everything and answered everything. As well-behaved as a frightened rabbit.

In the end, the viewer took out a whole file package, and the things in it were enough to surprise the young anchor.

Not only does it contain a high-definition surveillance video, but it also comes with multi-angle photos of the scene-these are things that Salander was hesitant to hack into Stark's headquarters before.

"Where did you get these things?"

He doesn't think these things are easily available to the audience. The most likely situation is that the other party is only acting as a transferr in this matter.

That person paused for a moment, looking terrified, how could he still have the aura he had before?In the end, he muttered as if he finally mustered up the courage——

"Sure enough, what kind of person has what kind of fans, the quality is extremely poor!"

Salander: ? ? ?

"Check my IP, don't say hack my computer! Hack it, hack it, and hack the Bat Monster next door! I only know a little bit, as for threats, lures and intimidation?!"

"This is New York, not a place like Gotham where the danger value is full! It is everyone's responsibility to abide by the law! So quality, quality!"

Complaining and complaining, the voice of the other party gradually became louder, and the voice became more and more impatient, "Okay, okay, I will explain what should be explained, and what should be handed over, get out of here quickly! I didn't sue you to the higher authorities It’s already pretty good, my brother is the FBI! Don’t bother me anymore!”

After yelling out the words in his heart, the audience only felt a bit more comfortable.Just when I was about to be happy, my whole body froze as if I suddenly remembered something.

He shrank his neck and stared at his computer several times, for fear of seeing a dark head behind a certain software.

——God, who said that Batman is the scariest existence in the world?The scariest thing is obviously the one just now, okay? !It's the kind of horror you can't understand until you experience it yourself! ! !

Thinking of this, the frightened audience swallowed, and showed a somewhat stiff smile to Salander on the other side of the screen, and finally added a "please" to the previous swearing words extremely bluntly. .

I don't know if it's because of this person's different speaking style, or because of the reminiscence of the past, Salander's smile gradually widened——

"Report to the FBI? I think this idea can be tried. If you can find out the IP address of that person, please let me know."

A certain audience member who has not recovered from the previous stimulation: "..."

When the communication was completely hung up, Salander reopened the file package he had received before.He enlarged a certain photo to the maximum, and then saw a series of extremely inconspicuous numbers printed on the edge, which was a time.

When the time on the mobile phone was about to approach the string of numbers, Salander entered the live broadcast room of the anchor Evil Fox.

As soon as he entered, he saw the extremely conspicuous portrait of the other party.Anyone who has seen the morning news will recognize this, because it is too similar to the graffiti on Stark's headquarters.

Because he had seen those words too many times in the document package, Salander only glanced briefly, and then habitually focused his attention on the audience column—he didn’t see the one that provided both information and information. people who lost time.

However, that's fine too.

The time on the phone coincided with the time on the photo, and the originally pitch-black live broadcast room lit up on time, and a face with a sharp-billed monkey cheek appeared on the screen.

"Welcome everyone to the game live broadcast room of the top hacker Evil Fox. It seems that there are a few new faces today. But it doesn't matter, my game is worthy of attention."

This was the first time Salander watched the broadcast from the audience's perspective. The other party's face was enlarged in front of him, and the picture was detailed enough for him to see clearly the strange features that were gradually emerging on the other party's body.

[Staring: What kind of monster is this? 】

When this dialog box popped up in front of him suddenly, Salander wasn't too surprised.He raised his eyebrows and prepared to speak, only to realize that this was not his live broadcast room, but the private chat channel in the evil fox live broadcast room.

You see, the current [staring] has neither a fan logo nor a tipping title on its head—it seems strange and unaccustomed.

[Do you think the first comer has an obligation to answer the latecomer, Ding Ding Xiaocutie? 】

Bruce Wayne in a battle suit was hiding in the dark of a certain alley, his eyes fixed on the bungalow not far away.The animal-shaped mask blocked most of his face, leaving only his lips and chin tightly pressed into a slit.

[Staring: There was a temporary accident. 】

After reacting for a while, Salander realized what the other party's answer corresponded to, and then he spoke meaningfully——

[If you can be so straightforward in normal times, how many people will be exempted from the set? 】

As soon as these words came out, Tian was almost killed.

Bruce Wayne lowered the hand holding the phone to his side, and turned his gaze back to the target location.Obviously there was nothing unusual about that piece, and the man with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks in the room sat peacefully in place, but he repeatedly confirmed it once, twice, and three times.

After about a few minutes, his mobile phone received a notification tone.

【...If you really want to know sincerely, it’s no big deal to tell you. 】

There is no voice that is often heard inside the live broadcast room, just cold and stiff words.But Bruce Wayne can still imagine the young anchor frowning and squinting.

[Staring: Is this a monster you've seen?Is the information it reveals true? 】

The dark white goggles helped him filter out the surrounding debris, and firmly locked the creatures in the house.

At this moment, the other party was humming a strange song to the audience in the live broadcast room, while lowering his head to choose today's opponents, and from time to time, he made a few advertisements for his live broadcast room that seemed exaggerated to others.

——It is obviously very proud of its own strength, claiming that once its game starts, it cannot be interrupted.

[If the relevant information is correct, this is not a lie.Their evil fox monsters are such creatures, they like to have fun in the competition of hacking games, and the dead losers are their eternal medals. 】

[From this point of view, as long as you win the game, nothing will happen.However, the most important point is - over the years, the cumulative number of people who have won in the game is 0. 】

After typing this passage and emphasizing the important points several times, Salander glanced at the private chat channel that was shrunk down and placed at hand.

During these few minutes, the space on his side was unknowingly filled with long and short speeches, but the space on the other side was empty—— [staring] There has been no response for several minutes.

As if thinking of something, the young man's lips curled up.The heavy atmosphere is driven away and then reinvigorated.

[I said, staring at the little cutie is not afraid, right? 】

Fear?This is really quite a long-standing vocabulary for Bruce Wayne, and it is usually given to others by him.

There is never a lack of crises and challenges in his life, and there are countless enemies who almost cost him his life.However, for the time being, there is no need to tell the person in front of him.

So he asked back: What about you?

The reply over there came quickly, crisp, simple and straightforward.

【Why not afraid?This is a hacking game with a 100% mortality rate, and I seriously doubt its fairness. 】

This is a real truth.

In his days as the guardian of Gotham, Bruce Wayne has seen similar games countless times, and the extreme unfairness to players is their eternal commonality.

【However, this is inevitable, isn't it?After all, we are the ones who join the other party's game, and we are the ones who need to obey the rules set by the other party.It can only be completely passive from beginning to end. 】

Therefore, this is not the way Bruce Wayne is optimistic about.Rather than being led by the nose by others, he prefers——

【So, I was thinking, can this kind of thing be reversed? 】

——Break the opponent's rules and let the opponent fall into his plan.

This is it.

The next moment, a spark exploded on the roof of the evil fox monster, and then another, and then another.

The old one-story house could not stand such a toss at all, and it was already in a half-collapsed state after a few hits.The wreckage of the furniture in the house was blasted far away, and even the stool under the evil fox monster's butt was not spared.

The vicious fox monster who was humming a song and advertised just now was blown away by the heat, lying on the ground in a particularly embarrassing state, his clothes were torn, and a mouthful of wood debris would be poured into his mouth by the strong wind from time to time.

But this doesn't stop the evil fox from cursing, "Breaking the rules, you are breaking the rules, this is my game!"

Before he finished speaking, he was pressed against his head by the cold muzzle, and he didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore.

"Sure enough, I still prefer the current situation to the hacker battle with empty fists and empty feet-are you just scribbling graffiti on my building?"

The two-meter-high shadow suddenly pressed down, and the airflow brought out once again disturbed the messy ground nearby.

This forced Bruce Wayne, who was hiding in the dark, to lift up his cloak to cover the wreckage that was swept into the air. Even though only a pair of eyes were exposed outside the cloak, he still recognized the bright golden red.

[Staring: ... When did you contact Stark? 】

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The next chapter will be updated on the evening of the 4th

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Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Liu Tong, Sakata Yinri Cun 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: crumbs are normal 17 bottles; want a shadow clone to work 5 bottles; female human, 282606511 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!