Spy Family

Li Feng returned to his body full of energy. He stared at the microcomputer monitor for several days, obsessed with the code that flew across the screen, as if it were the most exciting movie or novel on the eight planets. When he encountered a key point, he would pause and be sure to read it. An understanding.

He seldom sleeps and occasionally eats. Even when he goes to the toilet, he holds the microcomputer in his hand and shouts "Hello" from time to time, or says to himself with confusion, "What does this mean? Why do I need to set this parameter?" ?Does it really mean something, or is it just useless redundant data?"

Gradually, he started another microcomputer and began to try to write programs by himself. He wrote very slowly, often writing three lines and deleting two. He kept shaking his head at the remaining line. He was not very satisfied, so he turned to look at Lu. Those programs sent by Lin Bei.

The code slowly increased line by line. When it was about to be completed, Li Feng was in trouble. He wrote one line, deleted one line, or even deleted two lines. No matter what, he was not satisfied. When there was nothing he could do, he gritted his teeth and wrote it down, and then tested the program. ——Like some of the programmers he once looked down upon, Li Fenghui also pinned his hopes on luck.

If Chen Manchi was still here, he would even ask her to tell the program's fortune.

He was not very lucky. The test was always unsuccessful. The best one was 91% completed. Just when he was praying silently, the program crashed mercilessly.

Li Fenghui was so angry that he grabbed the microcomputer and was about to smash it to the ground, but was stopped by others.

Professor Qiao grabbed one of his wrists and looked at him coldly.

Professor Qiao rarely exercised, but his palms were extremely strong at this time. Li Fenghui couldn't break free. Then he remembered that he hadn't exercised for too long, and he hadn't eaten or slept well. He was already beyond his capabilities.

"When did you come?" Li Feng's anger quickly weakened. He returned the microcomputer to the table and said with a smile, "It's a shame it didn't happen. This microcomputer is quite expensive."

"I haven't left yet. Who do you think is ordering meals and cleaning the house for you these days?"

Li Feng glanced back at the messy room and found no signs of tidying up anywhere. However, he did not remember that he had ordered a meal, but he was never hungry. "You said 'these days'?"

"right."

"How many days?"

"Five days and seven hours have passed since Lu Linbei asked Chen Manchi to send a bunch of viruses."

"So long?" Li Fenghui was shocked. From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Sulei sitting on his bed, "You two have always stayed here with me?"

Professor Qiao said impatiently: "You have forgotten that you invited us to stay here for a while. We even gave away the house we rented. If we don't stay here with you, where else can we go?"

Li Fenghui smiled sheepishly and said: "Sorry, I'm confused. Yes, I invited you to live here, and I also bought mattresses. I originally thought of inviting someone to come and come out two bedrooms away..."

"It's good now. Zhou Sulei sleeps silently, but you hardly sleep at all."

"It's not that I don't want to sleep, but...these procedures are so interesting. I used to look down on Dr. Zeng a little, but now it seems that he does have some real ability. It was obviously a whim, but he did it."

"You said before that Dr. Zeng is good at stealing results from others."

"Did I say that? Well, like what I said, yes, Dr. Zeng has a criminal record and may not be able to change his ways. He is now in a high position and does not need to steal the results. He can directly seize them. Lu Linbei has been here ?"

Professor Qiao glanced at Zhou Sulei and said, "No, Chen Manchi said that her husband would not be able to get out if the training camp did not give him leave. I suspect that Lu Linbei was not in any training camp at all, but was locked up in an official secret laboratory and received With your so-called 'whimsical' transformation, when he comes out again, we won't be able to recognize him at all, not even his wife. What a tragedy. It's a pity that he is so stubborn that he might even take the initiative to accept the transformation. Well, he has the common problem of interstellar orphans. While he has low self-esteem, he is extremely eager to gain recognition from the outside world, even if it is the recognition of bad people and villains, they want it."

"Are you pretending to be a psychiatrist again?" Li Feng smiled back, temporarily forgetting about the inoperable codes.

"What is pretending? I have read some professional books and have rich experience in the industry. I cured Lu Linbei's autism syndrome. You are also a little abnormal now, let me treat you."

Li Feng shook his head and said, "You are really capable. Use it on Lao Lei."

"He has a physical illness, which is not the same as a mental illness. I understand this."

Li Fenghui didn't want to argue any more, and sat down slumped. His eyes turned to the monitor again, "Why doesn't it work? If Dr. Zeng was here... no, no, I would never accept his help. Lu Linbei could do it, at least he could Explain to me the specifics and give me a little inspiration.”

Professor Qiao sneered: "Computers are your specialty. If you are so good, why don't you learn from Lu Linbei and get into the machine? In that case, you two can meet at any time. He throws a number and you reply with a number. Code is definitely interesting to talk about.”

Li Fenghui had long been accustomed to the cynicism of his old friend, so he didn't care and nodded, "What you said makes sense, but I don't want to become a program. Lu Linbei maintains his nature because of various accidents. If I come into contact with human-machine fusion, I will definitely end up Same as Oh Soo-sil.”

"The 'accidental' you mentioned is actually a woman. Lu Linbei escaped because of his greed for beauty. It is really a travesty for those of us."

"I don't think it's sarcastic, but... do you think it's too late for me to find a girlfriend at my current age?"

Professor Qiao's wrinkled eyes were clearly filled with fire, but the gaze he projected was colder than ice.

Li Feng replied with a smile: "It must be too late."

"Believe me, you have a stronger reason and a firmer will. You don't need to imitate people like Lu Linbei."

"Actually, Lao Bei is a nice young man, not as bad as you say."

"Hey, he's a spy, that says it all."

"Mei Runheng is also a spy and a spy chief."

"Even if Mei Runheng was still alive, I would say that his life was a failure. He left nothing behind and was almost ruined. In just a few years, the emergency department has disappeared and the farm has gone downhill. For all this , Mei Runheng had foreseen it a long time ago, but what has he done? No, because he is a 'smart man' and is well versed in the art of survival. When he sees it, he can't see it. As long as it doesn't affect him, it doesn't matter if the sky falls and the earth falls."

Professor Qiao often became cynical for no reason, and Li Fenghui was also used to it. He listened incessantly, turning his eyes to the monitor, inputting codes boredly, and then coldly deleting them one by one, turning a blind eye and thinking about other things. place.

Therefore, when the code was automatically generated line by line, he didn't notice it at all. Instead, Professor Qiao ended his speech and reminded: "Hey, your microcomputer is pretty good. It's pretty cool if you can write your own code."

Li Fenghui suddenly woke up, his eyes finally returned to the monitor, and he was shocked, "This is a virus!" He was about to start the anti-virus software, but suddenly stopped, watching the code appear line by line, and let out a long "Oh, so that's what happened" thing."

"what happened?"

"Lu Linbei is here."

"where?"

"Here." Li Feng pointed back to the microcomputer.

"His move is very similar to that of Zhao Didian."

"It's not very similar, it's the same thing. At least it comes from the same family."

The code automatically wrote dozens of lines and stopped.

"Why doesn't he speak directly? I remember that Zhao Didian can speak with the help of a machine." Professor Qiao said.

"Lu Linbei can do it too, but he is under strict surveillance. It's not easy to come out. He can only stay here for a few minutes."

"left already?"

"Yes, I will write down my doubts. Next time he comes, he can answer them directly or take them back for study."

"Hey, did you forget something?"

"Forgot what?"

"Lao Lei is still waiting to see him."

"Yes, I almost forgot, does Lao Lei have to see him? Judging from these procedures, Lu Linbei must be closely watched, and he is not free on the Internet. Once he is discovered by the authorities... Okay, I will put this Ask to be added and let him think of a solution.”

Although it was Li Fenghui who came home, Professor Qiao's eyes were as cold as if he wanted to kick the owner out. Li Fenghui hurriedly changed his statement.

"You know Lao Lei's character. He knows one thing and will never change it until death. He will never forget it. He always asks about Lu Linbei these days."

Li Feng nodded and said, "It's my fault. I was confused by these codes. After writing the letter to Lu Linbei, I had to have a good sleep."

Li Fenghui used a microcomputer to write a letter and converted it directly into encrypted code. Ordinary people and programs would never be able to read these numbers. If Lu Linbei stood in front of the monitor, he would also not understand the meaning, but he was on the Internet. When you read it, you can easily decipher it by just looking at the code.

Zhou Sulei sat on the only bed, and Li Feng lay on the cushion, yawned, and said to Professor Qiao: "Wake me up when those codes disappear."

"Um."

Li Fenghui fell asleep quickly, and Professor Qiao blew out two puffs of hot air from his nostrils, "I'm about to become a nanny. I'm so depraved. I'm so depraved..."

Although he was dissatisfied, Professor Qiao was a serious person by nature. Even a "hmm" was regarded as a commitment. He put his hands behind his back and stepped back and forth in front of the workbench, glancing at the monitor from time to time.

A few hours later, the display page finally changed, and the codes that few people could understand quickly disappeared.

Professor Qiao was about to wake up Li Feng when a voice came from the microcomputer, "Hello, Professor Qiao."

Although it was the sound of a machine, Professor Qiao could still hear a familiar tone, and said coldly: "I'm not good, not good at all. You don't look too good either. You're a little weak, a little square, and you're not good at all." A little green.”

"Haha. Professor Qiao is still so good at talking. Can I have a few words with Mr. Li?"

"Did Li Feng mention Zhou Sulei to you?"

"I mentioned it. He was mentioned in the first article, but I can't stay too long..."

"Then I'll chat with Li Feng next time, and this time I'll meet Zhou Sulei first." Without waiting for an answer, Professor Qiao strode to the bedside, pulled Zhou Sulei up, walked to the workbench, and whispered a few words into his ear. talk.

Zhou Sulei broke away from another world and looked at the microcomputer, a little confused, "Is this really him?"

"It's me, Lu Linbei. Hello, Mr. Zhou."

"Doctor." Professor Qiao corrected.

"Hello, Dr. Zhou."

"Hello." Although Zhou Sulei usually behaves strangely, he is gentle and polite, "Have you heard of the name 'Bei Hongchu'?"

"Although I don't know which words they are, I haven't even heard the pronunciation."

"Ding Mei?"

"No impression at all."

"Yao Shengmao?"

"I haven't... heard of this, the founder of the theory of the origin of the earth's age."

"The mysterious voice you heard is related to these three people. It is very important. It is more important than you imagine. Lu Linbei, are you ready to save the human world?"

Lu Linbei suddenly remembered that Zhou Sulei seemed to be a mental patient.