[Comprehensive British and American] Hacker company in operation

[Your name is Rosie Rachel Spade, a Chinese-French American, living in the Clinton district of Manhattan, New York. 】

[You are in big trouble. 】

Rosie was sure she was in big trouble because, first of all, her name was Ro, not Spade.

When she woke up, she was lying here. When her senses returned, Rosie confirmed that she was under someone's bed. What was even weirder was that she saw two rows of fluorescent blue writing in the air in front of her.

It seemed to confirm that she had finished reading and digesting, the handwriting disappeared in a faint musty smell, and new information resurfaced.

[Listen carefully——]

The vague humming in her ears suddenly became clear, and Rosie knew that her hearing had returned, but she was still unable to move.

calm!Calm down and see what's going on!

She immediately recognized that it was two people talking in a very close place, their voices were almost touching Rosie's back, the distance was less than two meters, and they were two men!

"This crappy place is too small! Is it really possible to hide people?" One of the men kicked the bed board violently, and the dust shook off. Rosie squinted her eyes uncomfortably, still trying to recognize their accented English.

"Enough, Eddie, look at this broken room, there is nothing, even if we find her, she won't be able to pay back the money," another person said in a low voice, as if he had smoked too much, "George is still waiting for us."

"That's a woman," the man called "Eddie" seemed to be smoking a cigarette, he sneered, "A beautiful and young woman, there are plenty of ways to pay back the money."

"This is not our job, George is still waiting," the other person seemed to have the same voice, and he persuaded, "Someone else will go over here, and she can't escape."

The door was slammed shut, and the sound of their footsteps disappeared, Rosie was slightly relieved.

But she didn't rush out from under the bed: "The soundproofing of the room seems to be bad, and it's very small. No matter who this Rosie Spade is, she should owe a loan shark."

One side of the bed was blocked, and the other side was a moldy wall. She stretched out her hand and tested the distance between the bottom of the bed and the wall. There was only a narrow gap slightly wider than the length of the palm for Rosie to crawl out. She counted Looking at the items on her body, the clothes are obviously not her pajamas, but a thinner skirt, and her hair is longer than her own. Rosie's ominous premonition intensifies, and there are bits and pieces of hairpins in her pockets And the badge, no mobile phone, but the issue card didn't make a bumping noise when lying down.

In addition, there seems to be a thin notebook under her body, which is probably the most expensive net worth of this girl.

A few minutes later, she was still lying on the bottom of the bed, but relying on the rare flexibility of her body, she tied her loose long hair into a low ponytail that was easy to move, then grabbed the thick end of the hairpin, and used the thin end to speak out— —In this case, this is the only weapon she can use as a weapon.

There was no extra breathing in the room, and the glowing writing had long since disappeared.

Rosie pinched the hairpin and slowly "squeezed" herself out from the slit.

This room is too small!The visual inspection is less than six square meters. One side of the single bed is a window, and the "blocked" side is a wardrobe that is bigger than the bed. On the opposite side is a makeup table. There are several scratches on the makeup mirror. Various cosmetics are placed underneath. The table is close to the head of the bed. If you want to walk from the window to the door, you have to turn over directly from the bed.

It was also through this mirror that Rosie saw her current face.

This is a face that has been carefully sculpted on her original face. In addition, the difference from her original face is that the hair color is golden, and the eyes are extremely rare grayish. She remembers knowing that , there are people born with gray pupils in the world, but the proportion is very small.

— but these are not the most important things right now.

It wasn't herself in the mirror, and this wasn't her home. Rosie's heart was beating wildly, but the mirror showed that her expression didn't change at all, she just pursed her lips.

This is probably her talent, the worse the situation is, the calmer she will be.

Obviously, she crossed over.

She straightened her bangs that had been stained with dust, accurately picked the eyebrow razor from the dressing table, turned over the bed, and carefully opened the door of another room.

Yes, even though this small room of six square meters is so narrow that it is difficult to turn around, it is simply divided into a smaller inner room. With the sound of "squeak", as expected, it is an indoor bathroom of less than two square meters , only squatting toilets and shower heads, and a narrower washstand.

"call……"

At this moment, she breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and carefully inserted the eyebrow razor in her hand into the keyhole of the door——

Just a few seconds ago, she did not find the room key and her mobile phone on the dressing table. There is a high probability that the two debt collectors took them away and inserted the eyebrow razor. At least when someone opened the door, she could hear the sound .

Now she can take a good look at the room.

After 10 minutes, Rosie has completed the search very efficiently.

The debt collector who doesn’t know when will come back is like the sword of Damocles hanging above her head. The debt collector has chased her home and must leave as soon as possible, so she even changed her skirt into light shorts and a T-shirt during the search. shirt.

"According to the invoice in the pocket of the clothes, the current time is outside June 2017, because the latest date of the invoice is May 6, 2017." Rosie frowned, then picked up the lotion and looked at it, "Cosmetics The time span is longer, and although these clothes are not expensive, they are not cheap...Manhattan, New York, I remember it is the place with the most expensive rent, right?"

Even if she doesn't know much about New York, Rosie knows that every inch of land is very expensive here. Moreover, she always feels that she has heard of this area, but she doesn't have a deep understanding of it... Is there any other name here?

Rosie speculated that the reason why her predecessor was pursued by the Mafia was probably because she bought clothes and cosmetics with loan sharks. She is about 1.7 meters tall and her ankles are slightly deformed. Inferred information will be more accurate.

A beautiful and young girl living in a small rented house in Manhattan. She was chased by the mafia and bought a lot of cosmetics and clothing. And so the young girl appeared.

Rosie sighed, she didn't comment on what kind of person she was before, but obviously, all the troubles now fell on her head.

She sat on the bed and opened her notebook.

If the only thing that can make Rosie mistrust her "speculation" is the notebook that appeared in this room. The technologically-sounding silver-white shell notebook is incompatible with the small and cheap room, and the strange fluorescence The blue writing also made Rosie suspect that there was something else she didn't know.

The moment the notebook was turned on, the handwriting appeared again, floating in the air directly above the screen.

【You are in big trouble, please read the news carefully...】

Rosie's expression remained unchanged, her eyes swept across the screen, and after turning on the phone, a picture automatically appeared on the screen. Rosie had quick eyesight and quick hands, and immediately pressed the mute button.

——The sound insulation of the rental house is too bad. After hearing the sound, other residents here are likely to tip off the debt collectors.

["This is the largest information leakage incident in human history. When the army broke into the base of the Orcha Group, it was already empty..."]

This is a report from a certain TV station. Then, the screen automatically zoomed out, and more reports appeared. Everyone’s mouths were opening and closing, and countless subtitles rolled around——

["Ocha Group's database has already begun to self-destruct the moment it is invaded... The information of the people will not be leaked..."]

["The information database is not backed up, the suspect is still at large, but please rest assured..."]

["Ocha Group may not really be defeated, it may revive at any time, so far the police have not arrested any suspects—"]

["...Sir, what do you think of Iron Man and his employees receiving threatening letters from the Orcha Group? It is said that the repository did not self-destruct, and contains many personal information, including superheroes and well-known villains. Information is the ultimate means used by the Orcha Group to threaten and control the world's most powerful forces. In this case, should we consider that superheroes may compromise the enemy under threat? Are we currently Have the means to control superheroes? When will the government have its own power—”]

Rosie's hand landed on the space bar, but the video didn't pause.

"Iron Man?" "Superhero?" "Supervillain?" "Ocha Group?"

She almost jumped to the window, and then opened the gray window——

In the Clinton district of Manhattan, the air pollution is not too bad. Rosie widened her eyes and saw the iconic tall building in the distance, and the huge "S" on the tall building, Stark, the superhero of Marvel, iron Man.

What is more terrifying than traveling to New York?

You have traveled to a New York that is about to be invaded by aliens.

After the video, which looked like the CG screen before the game, was played, the computer desktop was still not displayed, but a host game operation interface that Rosie was very familiar with, the hacking game "The Peeper: The Threat of Orcha" appeared.

The villain group named OCHA, the final Boss in the game, created a database containing information on all people in the world, and controlled the world in secret, and the player played the role of the hacker who discovered the conspiracy of Ocha, decided to Take back the "territory" "occupied" by the Orcha Group on the high ground of the network. Like Orcha, players decide to form a company, recruit employees, and fight against villains.

This is the stand-alone game that Rosie played before going to bed, and when she woke up, she had already traveled here.

In the corner of the operating system, the company name determined by the player is not the "Spades" input by Rosie herself, but a familiar abbreviation——

Ocha.

[Obviously, you are the boss of Aucha Group. 】

[The game guide ends here, please develop your company, complete the final goal, solve the immediate troubles, and occupy the world. 】

Rosie threw herself towards the window. This was probably the most emotional time she had traveled through so long. She leaned half of her body out of the window, not trying to commit suicide. When she leaned out more than half, she seemed to be trapped What invisible barrier blocked, unable to continue outward.

Rosie was forced to go back to the room.

She didn't keep trying because she already knew the answer.

"The Peeper" is a game with a "territorial battle" gameplay. In theory, the whole world is occupied by Orcha. Players will be born in a room of their own at the beginning, and they must avoid the ubiquitous "Ocha" Eyes", players must rely on hacking skills to attack and occupy surrounding rooms, streets, and companies, and the controlled game characters can only act in the "occupied area".

But now, the weak Aucha Group has been defeated, and she has become the big villain boss. The computer shows that the number of employees is 0, and the number of skills is also 0. Naturally, the "occupation area" only has this small six-square-meter rental house.

What's scarier than time-traveling to a New York City that's about to be invaded by aliens?

Because of the barrier of the air wall, let alone moving out of New York City, without a mobile phone, she couldn't even order takeaway.

The big villain who has a dignified game system is probably about to starve to death!

Even though Rosie was calm and rational, she also clenched her fists when she continued to scan the screen——

"I've played this game for nearly a hundred hours, isn't it just from a righteous player to a final boss who is worse than the player?"

She didn't believe that she couldn't find a way to break the situation.

Her eyes stayed on the [main task] for a few seconds, and then opened the [company warehouse].