Black tech dad

Chapter 24
Zhao Zhigang did not recklessly click on the killing tool, but first set up a sandbox environment on the computer, and then tried to copy the killing tool from the USB flash drive into the computer.

failure.

"Ok?"

Zhao Zhigang was puzzled.

This special killing tool can't copy and paste?

Zhao Zhigang did not give up, and continued to try various methods, all of which failed one after another.

"Old Zhao, don't worry about why you can't copy and paste, it's important!" Miao Renhe reminded.

Ok.

Zhao Zhigang was a little aggrieved.

With his technical level, he couldn't figure out why the copy and paste failed.

But Miao Renhe kept urging him, so he had no choice but to infect the computer in the sandbox environment with the origin virus, and reinsert the USB drive after a scarlet door appeared on the screen.

The moment the computer recognized the USB flash drive, the scarlet door disappeared immediately, and the encrypted files were decrypted one after another. Is this the end?
Zhao Zhigang and Miao Renhe looked at each other.

This efficiency is too high.

Even the weakest virus can only be detected and killed after the special killing tool is activated, but the special killing tool stored in the small USB flash drive can automatically start and identify the virus, and kill it in an instant. Do not give the user time to react.

It's as if the mouse, the insufferable origin virus, disappeared by itself when it saw the cat.

"I'm dreaming." Miao Renhe asked.

"How about I pinch you?" Zhao Zhigang frowned.

Compared to a layman like Miao Renhe, Zhao Zhigang understands how powerful this killing tool that seems to be less than 1M is.

This is a virus with artificial intelligence. This is a virus that I led an elite team to fight for 24 hours. This is a virus that has ravaged the world. The small special killing tool solves it, it is simply a fantasy!
Could it be that the person who made this killing tool is the developer of the origin virus?
"Son, where did you get this USB flash drive?" Zhao Zhigang asked seriously.

"Ah? I stole...borrowed it from a classmate." Zhao Yike's eyes dodged a little.

"Well, where did this classmate get this special killing tool?" Zhao Zhigang asked.

"It is said that her father developed it." Zhao Yike said unwillingly.

"Then what is her father's name? What is his occupation?" Zhao Zhigang continued to ask.

"Oh, I don't know the name, but the occupation seems to be a full-time web writer." Zhao Yike replied.

Full-time web writer?

Zhao Zhigang felt that his IQ had been humiliated.

A full-time web writer is even more powerful than a professional programmer, and can also develop security tools to solve viruses, oh, what a hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the web writer industry, haha.

Zhao Zhigang didn't believe it.

In his opinion, it must be a bigwig in the IT industry who gave the killing tool to this full-time web writer, it must be so!

Since there were no reliable clues from his son, Zhao Zhigang was going to decompile and decompile the killing tool to see if he could find out the principle of the tool.But just after opening the USB flash drive, I found that the special killing tool that cannot be copied, pasted and cut has disappeared without a trace!
What happened?A supernatural event?

Zhao Yike next to him was also surprised and said: "The special killing tool is still there after I tested it just now. It doesn't make sense that it disappeared after Dad used it."

"Maybe Old Zhao has an ugly face."

An ill-timed joke.

Forget it, fortunately, you can look for clues through the traces.

Zhao Zhigang asked the two of them to leave the office, and he had to concentrate on making his own killing tool.It doesn't make sense that a full-time web writer can do it, but I, a dignified IT student, can't.Then I might as well find a tofu and smash it to death!
Miao Renhe didn't mind being kicked out of the house. He wasn't very interested in whether Lao Zhao could create a special killing tool. The killing tool was developed by the father of one of your classmates?"

"Well, it should be." Zhao Yike thought for a while, "At least from her tone last night, it can be judged that her father developed a special killing tool."

"Can you tell me the phone number of that classmate of yours? I want to contact her father on behalf of the Green Tiger Company." Miao Renhe said calmly.

Zhao Yike didn't think too much, and told Miao Renhe Feng Yuechan's phone number.

"Don't tell anyone about this, keep it a secret, you know?" Miao Renhe said solemnly, turned around and was about to walk away, but was stopped by Zhao Yike.

"Well, Uncle Miao, is her father very good?"

"Ah."

"Better than my dad?"

"Yes."

Zhao Yike looked downcast.

Having no time to pay attention to the dejected Zhao Yike, Miao Renhe returned to his office, looked at the phone number he wrote down, and considered his plan.

To do both hands to prepare.

It would be great if Lao Zhao could develop a special killing tool.After all, the two are partners, future in-laws, sharing weal and woe.

But he couldn't give up getting the special killing tool from Feng Yuechan's father.

Judging from the available information, Feng Yuechan's father did not intend to announce the special killing tool, otherwise the Internet would have turned upside down long ago, and he would have gained both fame and fortune.

So what made him not do it?Indifferent to fame and fortune?There can't be such a person in this world.At least, it is impossible for a small person to withstand the temptation of Vanity Fair.From the available information, it can be known that Feng Yuechan's family background is average, and can only be considered well-to-do, not rich.So, there must be a reason why he didn't announce this killing tool, so what is it?

Miao Renhe thought hard, as long as he found this reason, he could negotiate.Otherwise, it is difficult to obtain the maximum benefit at the minimum cost if you know yourself and do not know the enemy.

After half an hour of deliberation, Miao Renhe picked up the phone and made a call.

Working behind closed doors has no effect, so we will see each other first.

"Dudu, the number you dialed cannot be connected, please try again later."

Well, I got hung up, call again.

"Dudu, the number you dialed cannot be connected, please try again later."

Get hung up again, call again.

"Dudu, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

屮!
"Hey, Yike, have you gone back?"

"No, Uncle Miao, I'm at the Golden Arch near your company."

"Then you wait for uncle, uncle will drive you back to school."

"it is good."

After school in the afternoon, a Mercedes-Benz E parked at the school gate.

Due to the approach of the college entrance examination, the third year of senior high school has canceled the evening self-study.

"Uncle Miao, she is Feng Yuechan."

Following Zhao Yike's gestures, Miao Renhe saw a girl wearing a school uniform with big black-framed eyes. From the appearance, she was very ordinary, even a little ugly. She formed a sharp contrast with other young girls who were dressed up beautifully and full of youth. Compared.

This girl named Feng Yuechan's family is probably not well-off, and she should have just escaped from the poverty stage and is in the poverty stage.Therefore, their family must be short of money.

After making up his mind, Miao Renhe walked up with a USB flash drive in his hand, and said, "This classmate, your USB flash drive."

"It's your USB flash drive." Zhao Yike, who was sitting in the car, added silently in his heart.

(End of this chapter)