binary dead train

Chapter 172
Back in the living room, Turing sat on the sofa and connected the molecular deciphering line to his mobile phone.

This was the mobile phone that Turing himself had been using before meeting Luo Wang, and it was also the mobile phone that Turing used when he bought a fox from a bald man in the flower and bird market.

"In a gray market like that, direct transfers must have cleansing channels, the simplest of which is to mix them into legitimate profit channels for tax declaration..."

It was easy for Turing to use his original transfer bill, and then conduct a deep data search on the data through the molecular deciphering line, and quickly locked a large number of account names.

In consideration of the nature of brute force cracking of the molecular cracking line, Turing did not choose to directly hack into any account, but used the surface information of these accounts to perform high-speed retrieval in the deep data of the network.

And these seemingly normal merchants soon found many clues in the search of deep data.

After removing some accounts with very little data, which were obviously abandoned or could be abandoned at any time, Turing locked three accounts.

The information disclosed in these three accounts is more or less related to the neighboring country of Ye State: Banga.

In the same way, the superficial information was incorporated into the deep network for retrieval, and Turing found a large number of transfer flows, all pointing to a local account of a Muguo.

In the surface information, Turing can only get an incomplete name of "*leopard", but there is a binding number for this account.

Then, through this number, Turing conducted a large number of searches on the Internet, and finally got the name of this account: Pang Bao.

The name is there, the phone number is there, and the rest is much simpler.

Turing quickly followed the person's network traces, continuously intruding or obtaining more information through surface information retrieval, and finally locked several common IP addresses of this person and even the network information flow of three mobile phones.

The best news is that this person has a mobile phone that turned on the location an hour ago and used a food delivery app.

Turing's thinking exited the molecular deciphering line, and he slightly twisted his stiff neck.

"It's really careless. Judging from the flow of those funds, this person is obviously a leader-level role in controlling this kind of gray market, and he actually orders takeaway? Can't the organization eat?"

After a few casual remarks, Turing first ordered a batch of common animals through online shopping, and then went out to ride his little sheep.

This time, Turing was busy until night.

Through the super-powerful hacking ability of the molecular deciphering line, coupled with the fact that he personally traveled to many areas, Turing followed various traces and uncovered a gray industrial line that was obviously engaged in animal trafficking.

This is an animal smuggling organization that is obviously active in the transition area between Banga and Yezhou. Turing has figured out their fund laundering channels, strongholds, and sellers in most of Yezhou.

And all of this was done without anyone noticing.

But the point is that Turing has only figured out their sales and trading chain in Yezhou. He has not yet found out the animal supply method, organization name, or even the freight route behind this organization.Even the person named "Pang Bao" he didn't really find, only some minions in the small stronghold were using accounts with this name.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Turing walked through the crowded old city in the north of Yezhou, quietly threw a mobile phone into the trash can, and concealed a molecular deciphering line in his sleeve.

Through this "touched" mobile phone, Turing completely locked the location of the person named "Pang Bao" at the moment.

Apartment in No. 3 Xinwei Street, Old City Residential Area.

Turing crossed the city and found the location of the apartment by reconnecting to the molecular deciphering line on his mobile phone.

This is an old leased apartment, every window is covered with a dirty canopy, some broken bricks are covered with construction patches of unknown materials, and there is a red light sign on the big ceiling in front of the apartment, which will Half the street was lit up red.

Turing circled around the apartment twice, found a line leading to the interior of the apartment, and connected the molecular deciphering line.

"The construction of the 'World Tree' laboratory will be completed in about a day. The roots have covered the entire Dongyan District...of course, it is still very far from the north of Yezhou. If the 'World Tree' covers the entire city, it will be terrible. I don’t even have to do it myself to get into a building.”

You know, as a split body of a phantom limb, the "World Tree" also has the ability to decipher molecular lines. If the World Tree directly extends a hacker from the ground, it will be much more efficient than Turing running around, but there will be some leftovers. mark problem.

Thinking through all the circuits that can transmit information in this building, Turing quickly found the local network, locked all the inhabited rooms, and through real-time monitoring and hacking, he found the most suspicious door. ——603.

According to historical monitoring, there were people with different faces coming and going in this room, and the fact that the other party did not use the local network, Turing guessed that this was where the "Pang Bao" was.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

A middle-aged man walked towards Turing who was squatting on the ground. The latter stood up slowly, took out his mobile phone and smiled:
"The phone just dropped here."

"Oh..." The middle-aged man looked Turing up and down, "Young man, don't wander around here at night, it's not peaceful at night."

"Thanks for reminding."

Putting the phone back into his pocket, Turing smiled and passed the middle-aged man, turned and left the apartment.

At 12 o'clock in the night, one or two scattered pedestrians walked through the street, and a black shadow flashed over their heads.

Red dots bloomed from the gray fox helmet, and the phantom limbs moved Turing's body at high speed on the wall, and soon reached the balcony on the sixth floor.

The balconies here are locked airtight by bundles of steel, and the interior is covered with steel plates to block the view from the outside.

The shape of the phantom limb changed intensively, and turned into a compound tool to cut a small opening in the steel plate, a tiny tentacle drilled in, and a mechanical eye proliferated on the top.

The inside was pitch black, and the electronic eyes turned on the night vision, passing through the balcony and the living room full of various sundries, and came to a bedroom door that was sealed by a thick electronic door.

"This style of painting seems to be a technology hunter."

Turing was suspicious, but that wasn't surprising.

It would be strange if there were not many mercenaries and technology hunters behind an organization in this city.

"There is no one else, it seems that there is only someone in that bedroom... Judging from the monitoring of this person's recent activities, the flow of people who handed over to him is relatively large, and they should all go out."

The vision returned, and the phantom limb turned into a tool that cut the balcony with a small range and high frequency. With a slight sound, Turing planted virgins on the surface of the balcony to help hold the large piece of steel that had been cut off, turned over and drilled in.

(End of this chapter)