It’s already past midnight.
The only ones still online are night owls or those who are working overti.
Shanghai Stock Market.
Inside a tall office building.
On the thirty-seventh floor.
This is the office of a ga company.
Programrs are busy working on a ga project; out of more than fifty employees in the company, over thirty are working overti.
Suddenly, a familiar loud sound rang through the dense office area.
The sound of an email notification!
Everyone thought it was an email from the higher-ups and quickly opened it to check.
"What the heck? Looking for a child?" A programr checked and spoke wordlessly.
"Let see, it’s definitely a spam email, don’t bother. It might even be a virus." Another one opened the email and said.
"A virus? I’ll delete it at once."
That programr hurriedly deleted the email.
Although most of them are top-notch programrs in this field, they are not all specialists in computer security, and they are cautious to just click on a random link, lest they fall victim to a trap. Their work is at stake; having to redo everything would make them want to die.
But still, so masters in this area are confident in their computer’s defense capabilities, they’re not afraid at all.
They clicked on the link.
A website quickly popped up.
"What a lousy design, the designer of this website needs to go back to square one." One of the gurus sneered.
"What’s this?" A colleague next to him leaned over to ask.
"The website in the email just now." The guru replied.
"What’s in it, let see."
The guru leaned back in his chair, hands over his head, and said: "There’s nothing much on it, just so website registration instructions and so bank accounts; it says if you find the child and feel like it, you can put so money in. It’s clearly a scam; nowadays, scamrs are so despicable, they target desperate parents."
"You didn’t read it carefully, they only want money if you find the child, they didn’t ask for money if you didn’t." A colleague who had seen it pointed at the screen and said.
With an air of ’you’re too naive,’ the guru shook his head and explained: "This is psychology, perhaps this website is a scamr trying to get lucky. If the police help find the child, the website’s boss will make a windfall. It’s obviously a scam, damn swindlers."
"Thinking about it that way, you’re right." The colleague suddenly realized.
The employees of the ga company had no faith in the website, but with such a wide net cast, naturally, so ’fish’ would be caught. Better to believe that it exists; lots of people held onto the last bit of hope.
And the boss of this ga company, Qi Heng, was one of them.
Upon seeing such a website, his initial reaction was anger; that soone would commit such an atrocious act to swindle money, especially since his four-year-old son went missing last month. Until now, more than a month had passed with no news at all. His wife had been so upset that she was hospitalized, and she still cried every day. He had been searching non-stop, posting everywhere online for help, but all to no avail.
He spent the first half of the month away from the company searching everywhere, while in the past few weeks, he had been numbing himself with work. Thinking of his son’s laughter filled him with rage and regret—he wished he could kill all those people.
Most importantly, Qi Heng was a computer guru. He was a technically well-known hacker specialized in computer intrusion and defense.
Seeing such a despicable scamr made his blood boil.
So he turned on his special-purpose computer and prepared to hack this website to vent his anger and prevent anyone from being fooled.
But ten minutes later.
Qi Heng dumbfoundedly stared at the website.
All of his usual hacking techniques were utterly useless, and every attempt yielded no results.
A master hacker.
That was Qi Heng’s thought at the mont.
He could generally penetrate or perform cross-site intrusion on any large-scale website, at least getting sothing out of it. But this ti, this website yielded nothing. As for saturation attacks, they ended up like a stone sunk in the ocean, totally useless. Obviously, the website’s server was not a typical server.
Thinking of this, he got even angrier. It was despicable of such an expert to engage in such an underhanded act.
With that, he hurriedly contacted a few of his friends, who were also night owls. Twelve o’clock? It was still early for them.
Half an hour later.
Qi Heng and his friends were all dumbfounded.
Their tactics were completely useless; the website was still intact, and they felt like idiots.
They had ssed around for quite a while, not even touching the surface of the opponent.
This was a huge blow.
"Liu, where did you find this website? Is it a test product of an internet security company? It’s impressive." A friend asked Qi Heng, nicknad Liu, on QQ.
"No, it got sent to in an email." Qi Heng replied in capital letters.
"Oh, that ans I also received the sa email, I was just surfing the web and didn’t notice." Another friend suddenly said.
"You have it too?" A friend from Beijing queried.
"Yes, I don’t know who sent it."
"Look, this website has been pinned to the top of the alliance hopage and everyone has fallen into its trap!". A hacker who had been lurking, sent this ssage three tis in a row.
What?
The group quickly opened the hopage of the Hacker Union.
A post was highlighted in red.
There were many people replying to the post.
There were all kinds of assumptions, but there was only one conclusion: how in the world is this website like a turtle shell, with not even a slight crack.
They have been utterly defeated.
Everyone was inquiring about the creator of this website.
At this point, Qi Heng, recognizing several familiar big shot IDs, felt hope igniting within him.
Returning to the website.
Qi Heng began to carefully read the introduction.
He registered an account according to the process, after all the real-na verifications, he received an ID number: 645.
Maybe he was the 645th to register.
Qi Heng speculated.
Looking at the dialogue interface after successfully logging in.
Qi Heng felt a sense of despair.
If he wasn’t a professional and hadn’t ’crossed swords’ before, he would really think that the boss of this website was just a guy who had learned website creation for two hours.
Facing the description box, Qi Heng uploaded a picture according to the process, filled in the description, and finally submitted the application.
And then.
Pffft.
There was no more ’then’.
There wasn’t even a ssage box to indicate that the submission was successful.
They are too lazy, aren’t they?
Qi Heng couldn’t help but mock again, saying: "How about making it a little more normal, you aren’t just taking the road less traveled; you’re not walking at all-- you’re swimming."
No way, I must inform them.
Imdiately after, Qi Heng wrote another comnt: Suggestion: Add a successful submission prompt box.
He copied and pasted it a dozen tis.
Upload.
Ten seconds later.
He received a pop-up ssage.
"Mr. Qi Heng, thank you for your suggestion!"
And then, there was no more ’then’.
The corner of Qi Heng’s mouth twitched.
Forget it, let’s consider it as an extra point of hope. He didn’t have much hope in the first place anyway.
Command Room.
Tang Qing watched as the number of valid applications continuously rose, breaking a thousand in less than an hour.
Little Two’s computational speed also increased rapidly. Even though it had been running from the start, until now, Little Two’s operating occupancy rate was zero percent.
That’s right, zero percent.
Because Little Two told him, anything less than one percent would not be taken into account.
By connecting to all surveillance and networks in the provinces surrounding the Shanghai Stock Market, Little Two felt no pressure.
In less than three minutes, there were tasks marked in green, representing that a specific address had been found. There were so marked in orange, indicating several suspicious targets. Blue represented having clues, but further verification was required. Red was for uncompleted.
Seeing the continual change to green markers, Tang Qing was very satisfied.
"Tang Yi, from now on, at twelve o’clock every day, send the information that has been marked as completed to the local police stations. If the children’s information is marked in green, send it to the local police stations as well. Aside from the red ones, continue the deeper investigation for the others for three days. If they still can’t be determined, make a report and also send it to the local police stations to have them check in person. We just need to closely track it."
The three-day investigation period for colors other than green was also carefully considered.
It was done to reduce the workload of the police.
As for how it was done.
At that ti, Little Two completely shared all the information of all devices connected to the Internet in several areas, then perford in-depth analysis and excavation, all devices, whether it was computers, mobile phones, or their connected storage devices. The aim was to increase the database’s intelligence and to look for clues.
Although this was slightly illegal, it was all for a good cause. He had never thought about revealing or utilizing it for making money. He wasn’t a comrcial company and he didn’t need to survive on this. The only reason was to increase the efficiency of completing tasks.
"Yes, Commander," Tang Yi complied.
PS: After this Chapter is posted, this book will have reached a million words, a million! Such a huge number, let’s commorate today: November 21st. It wasn’t easy, it’s just a sha Mouse didn’t have a manuscript saved, otherwise we would certainly be celebrating with a mass release.
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