Hello, Mr. Major General

"Don't understand?" Reinz smiled and looked at Als's blank expression. "Let me tell you what is the chessboard grain theory. This is an ancient Indian fable."

"The king wants to reward his minister and ask him what reward he wants. The minister pointed to the 64-square Go board and said, you only need to reward me with the grain of wheat. For example, reward 1 grain of wheat on the first square, and the second one. There are 2 wheat grains on the grid, 4 wheat grains on the third grid, and 8 wheat grains on the fourth grid. Each time it is double the previous one."

Als was puzzled, "...what does it matter? And it's not too much..." Each time it was only doubled.

"Not too much? Do you know how many grains are in total when all 64 cells are doubled?"

"..."

"A total of 18446744073709551615 grains." Leinz looked at the display blankly and said lightly: "It took the world more than 500 years to produce so many grains more than 100 years ago."

Als frowned. "But what does this have to do with the mail forwarding?"

"The mail forwarding of that program is based on the chessboard wheat grain theory. The number of times of each forwarding is twice as much as the previous one, and it is a randomly picked mailbox, which is only used for forwarding and is not stored in the forwarding mailbox. The purpose is to prevent others from following the whereabouts of those emails.-So how do you find it?"

"If you replace the wheat kernels with the number of reposts, it means that in the past hour, a total of 18,446,744,073,709,551,615 reposts have been reposted. If you change it into time, one repost is calculated in a tenth of a second, which is more than 58 billion years. Als, are you sure you want to investigate for so long?"

Als almost vomited a mouthful of old blood, "Who is so tricky?! Make this damn program! I'm going to strip her skin! I swear to strip her skin!-don't we have none Is there a way?!"

Reinz watched his retrospective results, frowning slowly.

The forwarding of this program simply shuttles through the network in geometric progression.

The other party is very cunning. Every mailbox that receives mail is also a forwarding mailbox. It is forwarded one by one. In the end, it feels like returning to the original point. Of course, this is an illusion.

Reinz knew that these documents must have gone to a place, but where exactly this place was, according to his ability, he couldn't find it at all.

If you use the exhaustive method, there may be a silver lining.

But that kind of astronomical level of calculations, even with the most powerful supercomputer in the world, would take tens of billions of years to be calculated.

Can you afford to wait?

Besides, the dissemination of electronic information is too rapid. If it cannot be found and destroyed immediately, leakage of secrets cannot be avoided.

Leinz sighed and shook his head. "Large-scale leaks are inevitable. The only way now is to activate emergency measures."

"Huh?" Als was taken aback for a moment, "Emergency measures?"

"Yes, all intelligence personnel change keys and stop all activities. Foreign personnel quickly return to China, no matter what they are doing, stop immediately." Leinz paused and said: "In addition, the system here is backed up every day. Call me the most recent backup. The other party deliberately made a big vote, and he must have stepped on it a few days earlier. If you want to find traces, you can only look for the system backup a few days ago."

"It's up to you, I'm up to you." Als waved his hand, his face pale.

Sitting in the central control room alone, Leinz called out the last backup before the accident today.

This system will back up twice a day, at noon and midnight, at different times and locations, there will be overall backups.

Reinz has his own recourse program in this system. After recalling the backup, he opened his own recourse program and started scanning the system before the accident, just like killing viruses.

This program,

It takes at least 24 hours to scan the entire huge system.

Reinz was not in a hurry, sitting in the central control room with his arms folded, feeling confident.

He will definitely find this person.

...

it's finally over.

Gu Nianzhi raised his eyes and looked out the window, and saw that the sky was bright.

The original desktop appeared on the laptop display, and all traces of her input here were erased by the Devourer program.

Now this laptop is exactly the same as it was before she started using DOS to evade blocked words.

Gu Nianzhi went to the bathroom to wash her face, and came out to look for the proprietress with her laptop, "Look, why can't you connect to the Internet?"

The lady boss seemed to have serious concerns. She looked at the computer absent-mindedly and said, "Probably the line here is broken, and I can't help it."

"That's it..." Gu Nianzhi showed a disappointed look. "Well, then I'll go to the movies."

The bartender didn't look at his depressed look, and hurriedly took out his cell phone to her, "I have traffic here, you can use it to play."

"Thank you!" Gu Nianzhi's eyes lit up and she shook the bartender's arm in surprise, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

The bartender's ears turned red quietly.

The proprietress turned her head abruptly and said loudly to the bartender, "What do you think?! Are you rich? Yesterday they asked me to borrow money to pay the phone bill! Where did you get the traffic?!"

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

The bartender was taken aback, subconsciously squeezed the phone, and looked at Gu Nian helplessly.

Gu Nianzhi retracted his hand, and said quietly: "...It's okay, it's okay, I'll go back to sleep."

She returned to her room with the laptop, locked the door, stretched, and went to bed.

She was almost sleepy when she didn't sleep all night last night.

As soon as her head touched the pillow, she immediately fell asleep.

...

As usual, He Zhichu opens the background of his social media account every day to check the private messages inside.

The fingers slid quickly, frowning slightly, very impatient.

There are too many private messages from those idiots, if it is not for reading them, he would not bother to read the confession of these idiots.

For fear that he would miss Nianzhi's private messages because of his temporary impatience, even if he saw the veins on his forehead, he didn't say a word and read them all.

With the popularity of his account, he can receive thousands of private messages every day.

It would take several hours to read such copies.

He has been in Berlin for two days, and he has sent many people out to look around, but there is still no news.

On this day, the first thing he did when he woke up in the morning was to take out his mobile phone and swipe the backstage private messages of his social media accounts.

After browsing the past one by one, my fingers suddenly stopped.

He Zhichu sat up from the bed with a whirlwind, his robe half-covered, showing his delicate collarbone and muscular chest, but his eyes were only on the phone.

There is a private letter, there is a private letter, only one word is written: "GESTAPO."

He Zhichu is very proficient in German, and after just one glance, he recognized that this is the German abbreviation of the word "Gestapo"!

The mist that had been shrouded in front of him suddenly disappeared, and what had been faintly disturbing him these days was finally confirmed!

He has begun to suspect that Gu Nianzhi's disappearance has something to do with the German government.

With his search intensity, if it had not been for the government to conceal it, it would have been found long ago.

And he originally planned that if he still couldn't find it one day, he would use other methods to directly pressure the German government!

This private letter from nowhere confirms He Zhichu's conjecture.

Only when the Gestapo takes action can the traces of Gu Nian Yilu be wiped clean.

The general gang organization simply cannot do it.

Hehe, Gestapo?

If he doesn't hand over the thoughts, he will make the German Federal Intelligence Agency change blood from top to bottom.

Getting up from the bed, He Zhichu put on a Bluetooth headset, while washing himself, he assigned tasks to his subordinates.

"...Go and check, the German Federal Intelligence Agency, which bases it has in Berlin, for all the locations. Also, check what special things have happened to them recently."

He Zhichu's subordinates were very effective, and by noon, they quickly fed back a lot of news.

"Mr. Ho, the Federal Intelligence Agency has a headquarters in Berlin and several branch offices. In addition, there should be various disguised locations, which are not easy to find temporarily. Please give us more time."

He Zhichu frowned unhappy, "I will let you check if I have time?"

His subordinates were not good at arguing with the master, so they had to divert the topic. "But yesterday, I heard that the FBI had planted a big caterpillar, and the situation is currently paralyzed. All personnel are pretending to be dead, and they are not willing to speak up ."

"Oh?" He Zhichu became a little interested, and leaned forward and asked, "What kind of troll?"

"Their intranet was breached last night and it is said that they suffered heavy losses."

He Zhichu: "..."

"I also heard that the hacker is very powerful, code-named'Pink Pig'."

He Zhichu: "!!!"

"What do you mean? Why is it called "Pink Pig"?" He Zhichu's heart was beating fast uncontrollably, and his head started to hurt again.

"It is said that the international hacker community is spreading that this'Pink Piggy' is a young girl, a genius programming master." He Zhichu's men are also yearning for this "Pink Pig", and they are full of dreams. look.

He Zhichu glanced at him disgustingly, and said coldly: "Put away your covetous face, is she something you can covet?"

"Mr. He, I just admire such a person more, where is the word "covet" such a serious word." The subordinates are also familiar with He Zhichu, and he justifies himself with a smile on his face.

He Zhichu snorted and gently stroked one hand on the delicate chin. He looked down at the private message "GESTAPO" on the phone and said slowly: "Send a letter to the Federal Intelligence Agency and say, A friend of mine was a guest with them, and it’s time to send her back."

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