ex-husband high energy

On the night of the action, Zong Ming dressed in black and met Jiao Lei in the park, who was also dark.

"Why are you getting fat?" Zong Ming looked at the radiant Jiao Lei very dissatisfied, "Are you coming to the United States for vacation or a business trip? How did you look so rosy? It shows that you have no sense of urgency about our work!"

Jiao Lei scratched his head, the newlyweds are not happy to live a better life?After looking at the leader up and down, he replied weakly: "Director, you are also very energetic, don't you miss Sisi at all?"

"...I'm calm and introverted, turning grief into strength, what an idiot." Zong Ming slapped him, "With Yu Tianhe's backing, you dare to talk back to me!"

"It's nothing to do with Brother Yu, I'm the one who made a mistake!" Jiao Lei shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't yell!" Zong Ming said seriously, "From now on, my name is Black, and your name is Stone, remember."

Jiao Lei took a smack and recalled: "Black and Stone? Isn't that still Erhei and Sanshi? Director, you are too careless about the code name."

Zong Ming stared, and Jiao Lei flinched again: "A-actually, it's pretty good, it's better than moving something..."

"Let's go, you're the one who talks too much bullshit."

Obviously you are the one who took the lead in talking nonsense, so why blame me... The freshly baked Comrade Stoun finally understands why Levi's always says that he is the leader - no, Comrade Blake - who is responsible for it.

Nonsense is nonsense, the professional skills of the two are still very good, they sneaked all the way in the dark, and soon slipped quietly to the vicinity of Boyle's private house.

Jiao Lei took out his laptop from his backpack and squatted in the shadow of the bushes to shield the smart Sky Eye along the way. The virus created by Sang Han was so powerful that he replaced the transcribed looped video into the Sky Eye's cache every minute.Jiao Lei synchronized the SkyEye video, tested for 2 minutes, and made an "OK" gesture.

The two walked along the boulevard for a quarter of an hour, and arrived at the front door of the private house. Jiao Lei blocked the trigger alarm, pried open the door with ease, pushed open a narrow gap that only one person could pass through, and slipped in with Zong Ming.

Sky Eye was still playing empty shots in a loop. The two lowered their bodies and slipped to the door of the main house. Zong Ming whistled slightly. A few seconds later, ten black giant dogs came running over, salivating, staring at them and about to make noise barking.

Jiao Lei took out a miniature anesthesia gun and shot precisely, injecting the bull terrier special anesthetic Yu Tianhe gave him into the dogs.

The bull terriers collapsed one after another, Jiao Lei retracted his gun and made an "attack" gesture, Comrade Brian immediately floated into the living room like a shadow.

Comrade Storn picked up the stunned giant bull terriers and stuffed them into the bushes one by one to hide them. After stuffing ten of them, he was out of breath. He couldn't help but lament the leader's good eyesight, and he had indeed been living a little too well recently.

Or maybe it was drained?

It's impossible for me to be young...Jiao Lei calmed down, squatted in the shadows, opened his notebook, and escorted the leader to patrol.

Suddenly, Zong Ming's slight tapping sound came from the earphones, and Jiao Lei was ordered to open the program written by Sang Han and start making him a holographic virtual human skin.

On the third floor of the main house, Zong Ming stood at the head of the stairs, separated by a 15-meter-long corridor, and at the other end was Boyle's study.

This corridor and the study room are the most secure parts of the entire house. They are equipped with the most advanced scanning device of the "Harley" anti-theft system, which scans three-dimensionally 24 hours a day. As long as the appearance of people passing by does not match Boyle, the alarm will be triggered immediately.

Unlike the camera used by Sky Eye, its entire space is densely covered with high-precision scanning probes, which cannot be replaced by video at all. Unless a dummy exactly like Boyle walks by, the alarm will sound within a tenth of a second for a radius of one kilometer !

Zong Ming took a breath, and took off his black jumpsuit, revealing his naked body inside.

Oh, it’s not completely naked. In fact, he is wearing a green film that is close to the skin. On the film, all the curves and undulations of the body are covered with dark green holographic image transmitters. The holographic image can be activated at any time to cover the outline of his real person. Cover up.

This technique was learned from Hollywood. Back then, Sang Hanka couldn’t solve it in this scanning corridor. Zong Ming remembered the "Avatar" he had watched when he was a child, so he bought a human body motion capture device for filming. The transmitter was changed to a holographic image transmitter, and he made such a "holographic virtual human skin" for himself.

Then he asked Sang Han to build a three-dimensional humanoid model of Boyle and synchronize it to the image transmitter. As long as Jiao Lei starts the system within a certain distance, he will become Boyle himself in Two-dimensional.

That is to say, if he walks through the corridor wearing this human skin, what the scanning probe will scan is Boyle's humanoid modeling covering his body, which has the same parameters as Boyle himself.

Zong Ming almost wanted to praise his wit. If there is an Oscar in the police world, then he will definitely win the Lifetime Achievement Award in technology. If there is a Nobel in the police world, he must be the winner of the Best Brainstorming Award!

Silly wife has something to learn in this life, I am really a model of justice!

There was a light tapping sound from the earphones, and Jiao Lei had already started modeling. Zong Ming looked down at the looming Boyle skin on his body, pulled up the film mask, put on glasses, and swayed to the study like Boyle go.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters... He finally stood at the door of the study, the alarm didn't go off, he was a genius.

The door lock is fingerprint and iris scanning, which is a trivial matter to Zong Ming, and it will be done in less than half a minute.

Open the door, and there is a wide hall inside. The latest holographic computer is installed on the ring-shaped computer desk in the middle, which is in standby mode. There are obvious indented stripes on the metal wall facing the door, which should be an in-wall safe.

Zong Ming secretly sighed, he must redecorate Shihu Farm like this in the future, then sit in front of the computer, start the system with a fake fingerprint, upload Sang Han's virus, and prompt him to download files remotely.

There were two "pops" in the earphones, and Jiao Lei reported that the download had started.Zong Ming got up and opened the safe, calmly took photos of the paper documents inside with the camera that came with his glasses, and finished a large volume of photos in a few minutes.

The atmosphere was tense yet lively. Zong Ming always maintained the same movements as Boyle, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and methodical. The scanning probes in all directions in the room swept him all the time without any alarm.

Now he feels that he can almost win the Oscar for Best Actor. If someone is willing to make an autobiographical film for Boyle after the downfall of Arthur Capital in the future, then he must be the best choice for the leading actor.

Half an hour later, the operation was over. Zong Ming cleaned the virus, shut down the computer, restored the safe, and exited the study.

Walking out of the corridor, Zong Ming let out a long sigh of relief, and was about to put on the jumpsuit to end his "quasi-naked" career when he suddenly heard a low growl of "Huh".

A chihuahua the size of a palm stood on the stairs and stared at him covetously, probably shocked by his weird "skin".

I'm careless, I didn't expect Boyle to raise a Chihuahua, which is too different from a bull terrier, right?Who is so aesthetically divided?

After confronting each other for half a second, Zong Ming made a decisive decision and became a dog thief once.

Ten minutes later, Jiao Lei petrified the unconscious Chihuahua in the park parking lot: "What? I'll take it back? Yu Gefei beat me to death! He doesn't like Chihuahuas!"

"Tell him this is an order, the director asked him to take care of this dog!" Zong Ming waved his hand, and jumped into his car, "This is the villain's pet, just like Gargamel's Az cat. After it grows into its own person——after becoming a dog, it absolutely symbolizes the victory of justice! Anyway, I will leave it to you two!"

Comrade Black walked away, spraying Comrade Storn with exhaust gas.

"What is Gargamel? What Aziz the cat?" Unfortunately, the young Comrade Stoun had a generation gap with the leader, so he didn't understand the last sentence at all.

At 08:30 in the morning, everyone in UMBRA met online.Yu Tianhe hugged the Chihuahua expressionlessly, and gave Zong Ming the middle finger.

"Don't think it's too small, take good care of it, it will be a golden retriever when it grows up." Zong Ming said with a smile, holding a chocolate bar in his mouth.

"Can your Chihuahua grow into a golden retriever? Have you ever studied biology?" Yu Tianhe's forehead was throbbing with veins.

"Then what to do, it barks when it sees me, and I don't have the heart to kill it." Zong Ming said, "Dogs are innocent, so is the dog of the villain's girlfriend."

"Is this Boyle's girlfriend's dog?" Yu Tianhe asked, "The one named Jenny?"

"Boyle likes bull terriers, and only women and gays like Chihuahuas." Zong Ming said, "Oh, I'm not talking about you, you are not an ordinary gay, you are too perverted .”

"..." Yu Tianhe wanted to jump up and hit him across the Internet, but unfortunately the chihuahua on his lap had already started to rub his head and wag his tail begging to be fed, so he had to stand up to get dog food.

"Let's have a meeting, don't talk about dogs anymore!" Zong Ming threw the pot away, and started to talk about business. "Sang Han and I have sorted out the materials we got last night. Let's discuss it."

The information obtained from Boyle can be said to be vast, but most of them are business documents and accounts of RIVER and other subsidiaries and partners, which are not of much use to them, but are more suitable to be sent to the tax bureau or the court.

Zong Ming and Sang Han roughly sorted it out overnight, excluding most of the information irrelevant to the Super Brain Case, leaving only some suspicious-looking files and some obviously encrypted data.

Yu Tianhe was responsible for the screening of medical-related documents. He held a coffee cup to read for an hour, and fed back some of the documents to the public area: "These weekly reports on the progress of biological microchip research are a bit suspicious. We have conducted research on the super brains that have appeared in China before. When they were dissected, they were all implanted with bio-microchips. I suspect that the provider of these weekly reports is one of the superbrain researchers, or affiliated with Ito, or from other research institutions."

"Ahan, check the source of the document." Zong Ming finally became serious, and ordered, "Including the sender's identity, IP, location, etc."

Sang Han frowned and said: "These documents have been processed before, and there is very little information, so it is difficult to locate the author's address... Well, I seem to have found the corresponding email, it will be easier now, as long as the email is monitored, the other party will Send a letter and I can trace his address."

"Isn't it a weekly report? It's time for him to report again in two days, so keep an eye on it." Zong Ming said, and then displayed a photo of a paper document in the public area: "What the hell is this thing? I've been reading it for a long time. Didn't get it, but Boyle kept it so precious in the safe, it must be very important."

"Could it be a password?" Yu Tianhe asked, "Hahan, have you seen this data pattern?"

Sang Han shook her head: "How about sending it to Yu Guo? He is good at this."

"Wait." Jiao Lei suddenly said, "This seems to be a VHF signal record."

"What?" Zong Ming raised his eyes, "VHF? I seem to have heard this word somewhere."

"It is a submarine-to-ground communication signal." Jiao Lei said, "It is often used for information exchange between nuclear submarines and shore bases."