Chapter 757 Technical Master

As soon as the words came out, the young men immediately looked away guiltily.

She looked aggressive and didn't look like someone who was easy to mess with.

"But he has no way to prove that he didn't plagiarize." The leading boy spoke up, with blood on his forehead, looking very wolfish.

"Sir, you hit and killed someone this morning with your car. I'm afraid you have forgotten." Qiao Yanmeng stared at him coldly, feeling a chill all over her body.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then he became furious: "What nonsense are you talking about, I didn't do that at all!"

"Then can you prove it?" Qiao Yanmeng crossed her arms and looked at him quietly, "Can you prove that you didn't hit anyone to death? Who can prove it for you?"

The boy was speechless. He lived alone, left home at around 7 or 8 in the morning, and was alone the entire time. There was no one he knew to testify that he had not committed murder.

But this is simply slander.

"You slander me!" the boy said angrily, gritting his teeth.

"Then do you have evidence to prove that Zhou Lin plagiarized? Are you sure? On what basis do you slander other people's innocence without distinguishing right from wrong?!" Qiao Yanmeng stared at the boy in his early twenties in front of her with sharp eyes. With just one sentence, she made the other person speechless.

Yes, to prove existence is not to prove non-existence.

Proving that you didn't do something is simply difficult to achieve.

At this time, Zhan Tingbei came over with a laptop.

Qiao Yanmeng gave him a grateful glance, then turned on her computer and logged into a complicated web page.

At that time, Xia Xue hacked into Zhou Lin's computer and got the formula, but it would definitely leave traces.

She clicked a few times on the computer, and a completely black page appeared with only a small white window on it.

Qiao Yanmeng clicked on it, entered a password, and then exited, allowing Zhou Lin to log into her computer system.

Then, she clicked on the encrypted folder where Zhou Lin had placed the spice formula, jumped the page again, and entered the opened black page.

A string of red numbers passed by, and her pupils were reflected by the red light, showing a light pink, looking very mysterious.

After a few dozen seconds, a string of time, access ID, and stay time appeared on the pure black page.

Success!

"What are you doing?" The boy sneered at them, as if he was looking at a fool.

Qiao Yanmeng raised her head and glanced at the boy with her deep eyes coldly, "You, look at me carefully, this is the evidence."

She turned the computer around and said to the people in front of her, "In that incident, Zhou Lin was accused of stealing Xia Xue's work, but no one knew that the formula for the incense was prepared by Zhou Lin early on. He locked the data in his own encrypted folder. This is the specific time."

She pointed to a string of time data at the bottom left of the page. If you look closely, you can see that the number is March 4th.

"This is the trace left by another hacker who hacked into his folder on March 10th. Xia Xue made his work public on March 11th.

We no longer want to argue whether these data can explain the problem, so we will leave it to you to decide for yourself."

After saying this, Qiao Yanmeng took a screenshot of this page and uploaded it to Weibo.

"What is this? I don't understand. Is she talking nonsense?" someone muttered.

Qiao Yanmeng did not reply.

It is normal that you can't understand it. Ordinary people who have never been exposed to hacker technology can't understand it.

But don’t worry, there are many capable people on the Internet.

As expected, within just ten minutes of her posting it on Weibo, a large number of viewers started to watch it online. The vast majority of people did not understand it and asked questions in the comment section.

There were also several well-known programmers on the Internet who analyzed the authenticity of her picture, and after a while, everyone was shocked.

"Oh my goodness, you are such a great technical expert. I have studied programming for more than ten years, but I still don't understand how she does these steps."

“It looks simple but it’s actually extremely difficult. Is the blogger a hidden hacker master?”

"What is certain is that these times are accurate, which means Zhou Lin was really wronged. But that's not important. What's important is, who is this big shot? Please take him with you!"

…

The internet went viral.

Qiao Yanmeng and Zhan Tingbei returned the computer to the club staff.

"Mommy, what on earth can't you do? You're so awesome!" The little girl struggled to break free from the Third Elder and threw herself into Qiao Yanmeng's arms, very excited.

Shen Youran was equally excited, looking at Qiao Yanmeng as if she were looking at an idol star.

The most calm person turned out to be Zhou Lin.

He stood there quietly, staring at Qiao Yanmeng blankly. For a moment, he thought he was dreaming.

This feeling is terrible.

"Hey, are you okay?" Shen Youran patted his shoulder, waking him up from his dream.

Zhou Lin looked at everything in front of him blankly. Everyone looked at him as if they were monkeys in the Flower-Fruit Mountain, casting concerned glances at him.

Zhou Lin's memory came back, and his expression suddenly became exceptionally wonderful.

"Sister Meng, is he going to kneel down to you again?" Shen Youran approached Qiao Yanmeng and whispered in her ear.

"Don't talk nonsense, Zhou Lin is mature now." Qiao Yanmeng was helpless and glared at Shen Youran.