Of course, what the two of them are doing now are just some "scraps" other than the "gifts".
Even if the license plate has been changed, it’s not a big deal. It’s not particularly important information. What’s important is not the car but the people who are being searched!
After all, the car and brand can be changed, but the members of the organization are fixed.
Tang Ze had already memorized the faces of all the people present with a telescope in his mind. Later, with the help of his master-level painting skills, he could draw everyone's face.
With his A-level painting skills combined with the "memory palace" technique acquired from the reasoning training card training, Tang Ze can be said to have become a "real-life camera".
Although these members are not important, "a mosquito, no matter how small, is still meat."
And who says that small people can't play a big role?
Although it is an idle card, it may cause a chain reaction after some operations, or even become an important part of a plan.
Once you get the cards, it depends on how you play them. Sometimes even the smallest "3" can become a clamp.
After watching Gin and the others walk away, Tangze and Conan waited for another ten minutes. Conan dressed up as a little loli and went down to the underground station to retrieve Tangze's intercom.
After that, Tang Ze drove around for a while and found no signs of being followed, so he returned to Dr. Agasa's house and waited quietly.
Not long after, emails containing search keywords began to be sent to the computer that Huiyuan and I had already debugged to prevent tracking.
But soon the data was interrupted and there was no sound.
"It seems the other party reacted quickly." Tang Ze was not too surprised. "Then Huiyuan, please count your gains. I hope this information is useful to you."
"You actually succeeded." Haibara had a strange expression on her face. She didn't expect that she actually got the upper hand in the confrontation with the Black Organization, and that was against Gin's subordinates.
"It's just an unexpected advantage." Tang Ze smiled, but there was no trace of pride.
The other party's reaction was also very quick, so I'm afraid the gains won't be much.
However, this "gift" may force Gin and the others to move again.
That’s right, the CD placed in the locker was not Itakura’s, but the Trojan CD carefully prepared by Tang Ze!
Tang Zelai used a deliberate trick to replace the original with the fake one. He stole the other party's information after opening the device using a designed Trojan virus.
"Sly fox." On the other side, Gin was holding a Beretta M92F and looking at the blown-up computer in front of him with a gloomy face.
The cold murderous intent made the surrounding researchers silent, not daring to make a sound.
"What's going on?" Gin turned his head to look at the programmer beside him. The cold voice made the man shiver unconsciously.
Every profession has its own expertise. Even Gin can only know the surface situation, but he also needs a professional to answer the specific questions.
"The guy who made this Trojan horse... is very cunning..."
The man, whose head looked as smooth as a programmer's, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said tremblingly, "The manufacturer of this CD first designed a password input page and asked us to enter the password we had agreed with Itakura.
But in fact, this page is fake. You can enter it by just entering a number. At this time, it is equivalent to our own development of permissions...
In fact, at this point, the Trojan has already started searching for keywords and stealing data, but this computer is not an important one. After the Trojan did not find any important information, it began to spread to the surrounding computers with the same IP address...
The page then displayed a compressed file... and after unzipping it, we thought we just had to wait patiently, but the computer firewall started alerting us about data being transmitted to the outside world..."
At this point, the man looked at Gin's Beretta M92F and swallowed his saliva. The scene of the other party decisively shooting and blowing up the computer after discovering the virus was still imprinted in his mind.
"So this software starts stealing information from the moment you enter your password, and everything after that is just an illusion. It's actually just a trick to make people let down their guard?"
After hearing what the other party said, Gin immediately realized the danger of the trap set by the maker.
From the moment they entered the password to unlock, they fell into the trap, and then used the software to create an illusion that "everything is normal" to make them let down their guard.
"Tracking?" Gin asked the man again.
“No…no way…”
Seeing Gin's unfriendly look, the man quickly explained, "The creator of the Trojan horse was clearly well-prepared. They sent the message using a 'puppet machine'... When we tried to find it, they sent us a lot of fake addresses... We couldn't find it at all..."
The other party came prepared, and before we could make the next move, everything was over..."
"Itakura... no..." Gin paused, then frowned and denied it, "That guy can't design such a trap..."
Just as Gin was frowning in thought, Vodka suddenly ran over and shouted in panic, "Boss, watch the news..."
"kindness?"
Gin's eyes narrowed, but before he could react, the clever younger brother next to him picked up the remote control and turned on the TV in the room.
[Here's a news report...
Around 5 p.m. yesterday afternoon, a male body was found in a hotel in Tokyo... The identity of the deceased has now been confirmed.
Itakura Taku, male, 45 years old, is a famous CG designer and game programmer...
According to the Metropolitan Police Department's investigation yesterday, the murderer has been arrested...】
“Bang!!”
Accompanied by a gunshot and the panicked shouts of the people around, the TV broadcast disappeared, replaced by the sound of shattered glass on the screen.
At this moment, Gin's face was as gloomy as ink. Although there was no expression on his stern face, the coldness emanating from his body made the people around him feel as if they were falling into an ice cave.
"Pack your things and prepare to retreat." Gin put away his gun and turned to walk out, glancing at Vodka. "We can't stay here any longer. Vodka, notify the people to activate the backup base."
"I understand, boss!" Vodka nodded and walked out quickly, not daring to stop at all.
If he had not fallen into the other party's trap and advanced the transaction time, he would have naturally realized that something was wrong after the news of Itakura's death was released yesterday afternoon.
From the source, the reason why this happened was entirely because I took the initiative to trade in advance to get the disk.
That glance just now even made Vodka feel that the boss would shoot him to death the next moment.
It's too scary, run away quickly!!
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