A huge, bright yellow, round face hung in the front of the studio, confusing everyone present and shocking the audience squatting in front of the TV.
This is an extremely famous emoticon, used by people all over the world, so everyone knows what it represents. Its half-bending eyes conceal a mockery of the world, its forced smile betrays inner disdain and contempt, and its rolling black eyeballs add to its vivid and expressive expression.
In such a solemn and serious occasion, its appearance was like a flash of lightning, making everyone feel like being struck by lightning.
Gong Xuanqi twisted his neck to look at it, his mouth wide open, his facial expression out of control.
Le Zhengming's brow furrowed, his lips pursed, every inch of his face etched with confusion and restraint. He seemed perplexed as to why his political opponents had shown this expression during the debate. Was it a mockery? What was the reason for the previous, inexplicable accusation?
The automatic camera followed him, so he blinked and became calm and composed again.
Zhuang Li, who was sitting in the audience, was whispering with two colleagues beside him, shaking his head and waving his hands constantly, as if he had no idea what Gong Xuanqi was talking about.
Gong Xuanqi's security officer frantically tapped away, trying to delete the large yellow face from the screen. But soon, his computer froze, and a forced shutdown proved unresponsive. For a long time, the large yellow face hung frozen in the conference hall, before the eyes of the nation.
Even if this wasn't a debate about the fate of the nation, but rather an ordinary variety show, such a situation would still be considered a major live broadcast incident. The staff involved would be severely punished by the TV station.
But the cause of all this was Gong Xuanqi and his team. Their positions of power were so high that the national television station had no say, but the senior politicians watching the debate from the audience already knew the answer: Gong Xuanqi was absurd for causing such an unceremonious incident in such a solemn occasion.
Even though they knew that he might have been the victim of Le Zhengming's conspiracy, these people had no sympathy or pity for him, nor did they have any intention of helping Gong Xuanqi.
If he can't even handle his political enemies, how can you expect him to handle the US, Country Y, or Country F? How can you expect him to manage such a large country? How can you expect him to calmly and effortlessly handle all kinds of issues concerning national interests?
Impossible.
Gong Xuanqi, who suffered two crushing defeats in a row, had already shown his incompetence to the world. From today on, whenever the public thinks of him, this huge, mocking expression will automatically appear in their minds.
He went from being a politician to a comedian in an instant.
Things in the world are so unpredictable, and life is often so unpredictable. In a blink of an eye, you win, and in the next blink, you may lose again.
Realizing he'd once again been defeated by the insignificant Zhuang Li, Gong Xuanqi stiffly turned around and shouted into the microphone, "I clearly filmed you two kissing! You're gay! Le Zhengming, you're not fit to be the head of state! You're sick!"
There was an uproar in the field.
The camera focused on Le Zhengming and Zhuang Li's faces again.
The two of them stared at each other from afar, one with a stern, dignified expression, completely composed; the other with a raised eyebrow, a curled lip, and hunched shoulders, looking innocent, helpless, and both amused and sad. Their attitudes were natural and calm, and apart from confusion, there was not a trace of panic in their eyes at having their affair exposed.
Even the most discerning psychologists find it hard to believe that there is any ambiguous relationship between them.
The big guys looked at the two of them back and forth. No matter what they thought in their hearts, at least they did not show any disgust or doubt on the surface.
A female secretary hurried onto the stage carrying a thin blanket and whispered a few words to Gong Xuanqi.
Gong Xuanqi, who was about to lose control, immediately pretended to have a splitting headache, said a few words of apology into the microphone, and then staggered away with the help of his secretary, citing heavy workload and illness as an excuse.
A senior politician took the microphone and said, "Xiao Gong, since your body can't handle the high-intensity work, I suggest you take a long vacation and recuperate. Health is more important than anything else, what do you think?"
The other leaders nodded in agreement. No one stood up to support Gong Xuanqi or to offer a few words to smooth things over.
If he hadn't shouted those words just now, it would have been fine and the situation could have been salvaged. But when he shouted that homosexuality is a disease in front of the people of the whole country, it would definitely arouse public condemnation and would also lead to criticism of the human rights situation in China by foreign media.
Homosexuality is an innate sexual orientation, not a mental illness. This has long been a global consensus. Ordinary people can denounce homosexuality in any setting, but national leaders cannot. This is exploiting the living space of vulnerable groups and infringing on their human rights.
You can dislike, avoid contact with, or talk about a group of people, but you cannot exclude or even persecute a group of people.
As the head of state, you cannot lack even this level of vision and insight.
Thinking this way, the other leaders had a few more negative impressions of Gong Xuanqi - he didn't know how to judge the situation, he didn't know how to control his emotions, and he didn't know how to speak carefully. These three consecutive "not knowing" were all low-level mistakes that a head of state must never make.
Being stared at by so many questioning, scrutinizing, and even disgusted and rejecting eyes, Gong Xuanqi, who smiled, bent down and nodded, almost fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
After finally standing firm, he immediately realized that he might not be able to "get up" this time.
In front of the entire nation, these politicians actually let him take a long vacation to recuperate. Isn't the meaning of this statement obvious enough? They think he is not capable of the responsibility of national leadership and want him to withdraw from the election.
Withdrawing from the campaign meant ruining his career. With his career ruined, what hope was there for him in life? At that moment, Gong Xuanqi's faked sickly expression revealed a genuine sense of weakness and confusion. He trudged backstage, and upon seeing the pale-faced security officer, he didn't even have the energy to get angry.
"Forget it," he waved his hand tiredly, "take me to the hospital."
You have to do the whole show.
The debate ended inexplicably.
As expected, Gong Xuanqi's statement that homosexuality is a disease sparked a war of words online. Some felt that Gong Xuanqi was right and that homosexuality was indeed disgusting; others thought he was narrow-minded and unfit to be a leader.
Foreign media also got involved, publishing a blockbuster report with a bright red headline: "Shocking! China's presidential candidate is anti-homosexual! China's human rights situation is worrying."
The Chinese people, who have always been united, immediately stopped arguing and unanimously pointed their guns at the outside world, repeatedly explaining that China's human rights are the most inclusive and free human rights in the world, and that China will never persecute vulnerable groups.
The incident caused a huge uproar online, and Zhuang Li, one of the parties involved, was surrounded by a group of reporters, who asked him what his relationship with Yue Zhengming was and why Gong Xuanqi made such an accusation.
"Maybe he wants to use the guise of homosexuality to cover up the relationship between Zhu Miaomiao and me." Zhuang Li smiled bitterly at the camera.
The reporters were excited, their eyes glowing green.
Everyone now knows that Zhu Miaomiao is Zhu Jianrui's mother, and Zhu Jianrui is Gong Xuanlin's son. While the three haven't formed a family, their blood relationship is certain. But how they became connected, and the complexities they've endured, remains a mystery.
The Gong family used their immense power to cover up this past. Not many people even knew that Zhu Jianrui took over MIK and it went bankrupt that same night. Everyone only dared to spread the story privately.
But things are different now. Gong Xuanqi sees his situation is over, while Le Zhengming is on the rise and might even become head of state in two months. His chief security officer publicly exposed the Gong family's secrets. Will you eat this melon or not?
Even a fool knows that this melon must be eaten! First, the public likes it, and second, it can sell Le Zhengming a good thing.
Political struggles are no different from real wars. For the victor, a crown is the best reward; for the loser, a lonely exit is the most merciful outcome, and many more will be mired in scandal and ruined.
Reporters raised their microphones and frantically pressed the issue, "Mr. Zhuang, why do you say that? What is your relationship with Zhu Miaomiao?"
"She is my wife. We were married for fourteen years. I watched Zhu Jianrui grow up. We are a family of three..." When he said this, Zhuang Li's eyes turned slightly red and his throat was blocked and he could hardly continue.
He smiled helplessly, waved his hands tiredly, and then walked away dejectedly through the crowd escorted by a group of bodyguards.
The reporters were thrilled. Returning to the newspaper office, they dug into Zhu Miaomiao and Zhuang Li's past, only to be horrified by the discovery—oh my god, this woman is just too much! Zhu Jianrui was conceived when she and Gong Xuanlin had an affair at age eighteen! To give birth to this illegitimate child, who could potentially help her acquire a fortune worth tens of billions, she broke with her parents and found Zhuang Li to be her successor.
Zhuang Li had been secretly in love with her for nineteen years. He married her even though he knew the child was not his, and worked hard to support the mother and child.
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Miaomiao betrayed the marriage and ran away with her son.
Zhuang Li has been documenting the lives of Zhu Miaomiao and Zhu Jianrui on Weibo for fourteen years, from high school to college and work. He uses vivid writing and beautiful photos to convey his happiness and joy. It's clear that he loves his wife and son and is definitely not gay.
His honesty, loyalty and unrepentant love further highlight Zhu Miaomiao's materialism and Zhu Jianrui's ruthlessness.
These negative materials were gradually dug out by reporters and posted online.
The public has gained a further understanding of the ugly faces of the Gong family.
But the story wasn't over yet. An intern at a law firm filmed Zhuang Li and Zhu Miaomiao's divorce agreement and posted it online. The two-centimeter-thick, densely printed bill of expenses startled everyone.
No wonder Gong Xuanlin called Zhu Miaomiao a gold digger and threatened never to marry her. He should have been right not to marry her; such a wasteful woman is truly rare. Zhuang Li's monthly income of over 10,000 yuan isn't enough for her, and she has to take on numerous private jobs every day, working until 3 or 4 a.m. to afford her extravagant spending.
Does she think she is a princess?
And the good son she raised, clearly stated in the divorce papers that he and Zhuang Li were no longer father and son. Whoever had money could be his father, right?
It’s true that like mother, like son!
Public outrage was ignited by these scandals. While some might not care much about national affairs, this kind of family tragedy was a spectacle everyone loved to watch. The Gong family's reputation was completely tarnished, and there was no way to redeem themselves. However, the rumors surrounding Zhuang Li and Le Zhengming's affair were self-defeating.
Gong Xuanqi, who was sent to the hospital to recuperate, was making calls on his cell phone. He had to seek the forgiveness of those elders as quickly as possible.
As expected, his party asked him to withdraw from the election, but he sternly refused. "I won't withdraw. The affair between Le Zhengming and Zhuang Li is real. Zhuang Li is a hacker. He can turn videos into emoticons. He tricked me. Give me a little more time, and I'll definitely find their weaknesses. I'm in good health and don't need a physical. Come, and we'll talk in person."
After hanging up the phone, he lay on the bed with his eyes closed, but his violently heaving chest revealed his inner restlessness.
The PR staff member whispered, "Mr. Gong, public opinion is very unfavorable to you right now. Zhu Miaomiao's affair has been exposed, and the public has serious doubts about the Gong family's family traditions."
"Let me see." Gong Xuanqi opened his eyes, his eyes full of murderous intent.
The staff handed him the phone, and a video automatically popped up on the screen. It was from Director Zhuang.
Zhuang Li held his phone high above his head with one hand, filming himself from top to bottom. He put his other arm around Le Zhengming's neck and smiled, "Look here."
Gong Xuanqi was shocked and angry, but still looked over there.
Then, Zhuang Li stood on tiptoe and kissed Le Zhengming's thin lips. Le Zhengming was slightly startled, then opened his mouth and kissed back fiercely. The two of them entangled as if no one was around, making out in a very close and ostentatious manner, as if they would both die in the next second.
To others, this scene was beautiful, intense, and scorching; but to Gong Xuanqi, it was a great insult and provocation.
His throat felt sweet and he almost vomited blood. His head exploded with a bang. Without thinking, he sent the video to everyone in his address book, with the caption: [Take a good look! This is the true face of Le Zhengming and Zhuang Li! They are so shameless!]
The security officer reached out to stop him, but was still a step too late.
Chapter 80 The Story of the Taker 30┃7480: Lord God, please send down a thunder to kill the host!
A text message from Gong Xuanqi popped up on the mobile phone screens of countless politicians.
Seeing the accompanying text, they couldn't help but raise their eyebrows, wondering what this person was up to. Opening the attachment and seeing the familiar yellow-faced emoji, they felt both angry and amused. A presidential candidate, yet he repeatedly made such vulgar jokes, was Gong Xuanqi crazy? Giving him a long vacation was indeed the right decision!
At the same time, Gong Xuanqi's staff also received the text message. They opened it one after another and looked at the funny and obscene smile with subtle expressions.
"Mr. Gong, look." The head of the public relations department handed over his cell phone.
"Mr. Gong, this is another video infected with a virus. It's useless. Zhuang Li dared to send it to me, which proves that he is absolutely not worried about you spreading it." The network security officer shook his head dejectedly.
Gong Xuanqi snatched the phones from these people and opened the text messages one by one, reading them over and over again. He couldn't accept the fact that he had made another big fool of himself. What would the recipients of this text think of him? Would they think he was crazy?
At this moment, Gong Xuanlin called: "Brother, I just received your text message. Otherwise--"
He hesitated for a long time before speaking with difficulty: "How about you do an MRI of your brain?"
"Get out!" Gong Xuanqi hung up the phone, gasping for breath, and soon fell down holding his chest.
A group of people gathered around him, shouting his name in panic and frantically calling for a doctor...
While others were in a state of panic, Zhuang Li was hugging her boyfriend's neck and kissing him passionately. After the kiss, she muttered, "You should shave."
Le Zhengming rubbed his slightly swollen jaw, wiped the water on his lips, and agreed with a smile, "Okay, I'll go shave it right away." After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but hold the young man's lips and started kissing him passionately again.
Zhuang Li had already thrown his phone to the ground. The screen flickered to life, revealing a breaking news item: [It has been reported that Conservative candidate Gong Xuanqi has just suffered a heart attack and has been rushed to the hospital. Minister Li, the Conservative spokesperson, held a press conference to officially announce that Gong Xuanqi has withdrawn from the presidential race due to poor health. The Conservative Party's new candidate list will be announced tonight at 11:30 PM. Stay tuned.]
Only 7480 people noticed the news.
It read word by word, its core program trembling like a leaf in the wind. Gong Xuanqi had actually lost? He was the hero and heroine's biggest supporter in the original plot! He was also the cheating tool for Zhu Jianrui, the cheater! How could he just lose like that?
Lord God, please send down a thunder to kill the host!
However, the Lord is like God, He cannot hear the prayers of mortals at all.
This little world has collapsed, and all that remains to be seen is Zhu Jianrui's performance. If he survives this phase, he'll have a chance to turn the tide in the future. After all, he's only fourteen.
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Zhu Jianrui, a man highly regarded by 7480, was busy at a computer. His ten fingers rapidly tapped the keyboard, making a crackling sound. His pale face, reflected in the green light from the computer screen, looked extremely ferocious.
A kitten was tied to the corner of the table with an iron chain and was meowing weakly.
He was annoyed by what he heard, so he kicked the kitten and crushed its small, soft body.
A shrill howl suddenly resounded throughout the cramped basement, and a bright green light fell on the wall, like a ghost town in the underworld.
The dying kitten could no longer make a sound, and Zhu Jianrui continued to indulge in operating the computer. This time, he would definitely win!
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Zhuang Li hugged and kissed her boyfriend for a long time, then pulled out a small, square bag from her trouser pocket and asked with narrowed eyes, "Do you know how to use it?"
Le Zhengming took the bag and looked at it over and over again, his expression serious as if he was studying some new weapon, but his ears were red and almost smoking.
"My size is a bit big." He said embarrassedly.
Zhuang Li tightened her grip on her boyfriend's neck, breathing passionate, hot air into his face: "How big is it?"
Le Zheng meditated for a moment and said seriously, "Smith & Wesson M500."
Zhuang Li was stunned for a moment, then she leaned over her boyfriend's shoulder and burst into laughter. The Smith & Wesson M500 is a revolver developed by Smith & Wesson. It has a barrel length of 26.7 cm and uses .50.50 Magnum rounds. The bullet alone weighs 22 grams and can penetrate a tank with a single shot, making it the king of all guns.
Le Zhengming was a soldier with a deep understanding of weapons. When he wanted to describe something, he would naturally draw on his knowledge in his field.
He didn't mean it, or rather, he was explaining it very seriously.
But Zhuang Li couldn't stop laughing. Her slender fingertips gently touched her boyfriend's shoulder, then slowly moved down: "Would you like to let me see the power of the M500?"
Not only were Le Zhengming's ears red, but his neck was also red, almost bloodshot. His face, however, remained its normal bronze hue, and his expression was serious, as if he were in a meeting. If it weren't for the veins popping out of his neck and the faint pulsation, Zhuang Li would have thought he was ill.
"Okay, I'll show you." Le Zhengming picked up the little curly-haired boy and strode towards the bedroom.
After a night of fighting, Zhuang Li finally surrendered. He crawled out of bed with his hair tangled and his voice hoarse, "I want some water."
"I'll pour it for you." Le Zhengming put on his robe and headed for the kitchen. The silk fabric clung thinly to his body, outlining every muscular muscle on his broad back. He had a typical inverted triangle figure, with a lean waist and a narrow waist. His legs were straight and long, and his muscles bulged when he walked, like a fierce lion.
And last night, he proved with facts that he is indeed a lion.
Zhuang Li leaned back on the pillow, licking his swollen lips, and sighed lingeringly, "M500 is awesome!"
Le Zhengming, who happened to be walking back to the bed: "..."
He handed the water over and held his lover's chin with his palm. He said nothing, but his ears were red. After the extravagant behavior, his shy heart still did not change at all.
Zhuang Li gulped down the water, returned the cup, and couldn't help but tease, "Honey, keep firing at me tonight."
Le Zhengming clenched his fists suddenly. As usual, he said nothing. He simply placed the cup neatly on the bedside table, then stretched out his long legs and climbed onto the two-meter-long bed. His voice was low and deep: "I have plenty of firepower. I can continue now..."
As he spoke, he launched a fierce attack.
More than two hours passed, and Zhuang Li walked out of the bedroom with trembling legs, collapsed on the lounge chair on the balcony, and didn't want to move anymore.
Le Zhengming put on his military uniform in front of the mirror, his tone unusually gentle: "Don't go out to work today, just stay in the hotel. I'll go to the military headquarters and be back soon. What do you want to eat? How about the fish porridge from Yushanfang? It's easy to digest."
"I want braised beef," Zhuang Li replied lazily, swinging his long, fair legs intermittently. His face, brimming with mystery, was bathed in a pale yellow glow by the morning light, a beautiful dreamlike image.
Le Zhengming turned back and stared at him intently, motionless. It took him a long time to suppress the sudden panic that had come over him. For a moment, he wondered—could someone as awful as him deserve such a good person? Was this just a joke played by fate?
He didn't dare to think further. He took out a thin blanket from the closet and gently covered his lover's legs with it. He then held her cheek and exchanged a lingering kiss.
The paparazzi lurking on the opposite hilltop had long been driven away by the guards, and patrols in the entire area had been increased several times, so they naturally didn't have to worry about being photographed.
"You can't eat meat yet, it will make you uncomfortable." Le Zhengming rubbed the little curly-haired boy's lower back suggestively, and while giving him a few more delicate kisses, he reminded him, "Wait for me to come back."
"Okay, please turn on the speaker for me before you leave. I want to listen to music." Zhuang Li waved his hand, his body still soft and he didn't want to move.
Le Zhengming agreed with a smile, and turned on the speaker when he walked to the door, but the power button was not lit.
"The power is out." After pressing all the power switches, Le Zhengming shouted into the house.
"Doesn't this hotel have a backup generator?" Zhuang Li turned around and asked.
"I'll make a phone call and ask. You should have a good rest. I'll call you soon." Le Zhengming closed the door and left while talking on the phone.
China's infrastructure leads the world, especially in power generation. Power outages are very rare. Even if there is an occasional outage, the maintenance team will quickly repair the line, so Le Zhengming and Zhuang Li did not take this little episode seriously.
But after leaving, Le Zhengming received many calls one after another, all of which were reporting to him the unexplained power outages.
It turns out the power outage wasn't just at the hotel; it was affecting the entire city of B, and the situation was spreading to cities J and T. The power company was scrambling to repair the outage, but couldn't find the cause. If this continued, the entire country might be affected.
Le Zhengming suddenly thought of two small countries in Europe and South America that had been attacked by hackers, causing the entire country's power system to be paralyzed.
The power went out, and so did the waterworks' generators. The natural gas company's automatic transportation system, and then the oil company's extraction system, the train and subway dispatching systems, the office systems of small and medium-sized enterprises, and even the Ministry of Defense's missile defense system...
These automated management programs that are related to people's eating, drinking, work and life all stopped working, and the entire country fell into darkness overnight.
This is a war without the smoke of gunpowder, but it can cause greater damage than a real war.
While war rages on the border, at least our brave and fearless soldiers are keeping death and injury at bay. But when the nation's power system collapses, it's the entire Chinese people who suffer. No one is immune!
"Start the first-level wartime response! We are likely under attack by hackers!" Le Zhengming said solemnly.
The person on the other end of the line quickly agreed and called in the Information and Electronics Corps to counterattack and track down the hackers attacking China. This mysterious unit, comprised of China's top IT experts, was supposed to resolve the crisis in the shortest possible time, but instead, they worked for a full hour with no clues.
It's so weird that they can't even identify the viruses used by hackers!
"We have to call Mr. Zhuang over." An old general with gray hair said, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
They had originally thought that a single army would be enough to repel these hackers, but now it seemed that their strength far exceeded their expectations. Which force was responsible? The United States? Country F? Country I? But no matter which country, it was impossible for them to possess such technology.
You know, China is also a powerful country with a large number of hackers and experts. How powerful can a hacker who can't be caught by the power of an entire country be? If other countries had such talents, they would have already become internationally famous.
Chapter 81: The Story of the Taker 31┃Zhu Jianrui: How could it be discovered? This is technology that transcends the entire era.
Zhuang Li rushed to the military headquarters quickly after receiving the notice.
Le Zhengming personally went to the door to greet him. As he walked forward, he subtly held his lover's waist and asked in a low voice, "Are you still sore?"
"Just give me a massage tonight and it will be fine." Zhuang Li bit his ear and chuckled, then continued walking forward.
The battlefield of the electronic information troops is not on the front line, but in a hall full of high-performance computers. There is a soldier sitting in front of each computer, some of whom are moving their fingers as fast as lightning, some are staring at the data and analyzing it carefully, and some are using satellite signals to track the enemy.
They were all experienced computer experts, but at this moment they all showed expressions of frustration and anxiety.
A massive LED screen hung in front of the room displayed the distribution and current status of the nation's power system. The coordinates for City B, City T, City L, City S, and City G were all blacked out, while many more were flickering precariously. In just two hours, China's most important special economic zone, political and cultural center, and free trade port had all been hacked.
Power outages, water shortages, companies unable to operate, subways and trains unable to run, hospitals unable to provide medical care, and people's lives severely impacted. Even worse, large enterprises responsible for vital production tasks were also brought to a standstill.
Every minute and every second that the power system is down will cause huge losses to the country.
An investigator approached with a stack of documents, his tone anxious, "The data is in. The two-hour power outage has already caused 20 billion in losses to our country. If this continues, our entire country will be paralyzed. Our defense, economic, and service systems will all be rendered vulnerable."
"This is war! The hackers who initiated it want to destroy China!" A general roared in anger.
"Is it the United States?" someone speculated.
"Find the evidence first." Le Zhengming was the calmest and most composed. He pulled out a chair, helped his lover sit down in front of the computer, and whispered softly, "Don't feel pressured. We'll fight this together with you."
Zhuang Li made an OK gesture and began to check the operation of the power system.
A lieutenant general from the Electronic Information Corps stood behind him and spoke quickly, "Hello, Mr. Zhuang, thank you for your support. The situation is this: our country's power system has been attacked by an unknown virus, and it's currently paralyzed region by region. We're tracking the hackers and detecting and eliminating the virus, but two hours have passed and we still haven't made any progress on either task."
"You can't find any hackers or viruses?" Zhuang Li quickly downloaded various detection software he developed.
"Yes. We used all the latest anti-virus technology, but we couldn't find the virus lurking in the power system. We even suspected that the problem was the machinery, not the system."
"It's impossible for a mechanical failure to infect the entire country. This is a typical virus."
"Yes, but the problem is that we know the system is infected, but we can't find it. A system infected by this virus will become very slow and slow, gradually freezing, and all internal programs will not open or will display program errors. System components will also make unpleasant noises, and the virus spreads at an exponential rate. If a large city is infected, dozens of surrounding small areas will be infected within minutes. We tried to shut down and restart the computer, but it wouldn't start at all. After unpacking and inspecting it, we found that even the hard drive was damaged."
"Okay, I got it." After the anti-virus software was downloaded, Zhuang Li began to scan.
He already understood how serious the accident was.
The principle of virus detection and removal is actually very simple. First, technicians must identify the virus, then write antidote code based on the virus's operating mechanism. This process is actually a reverse operation. The technicians follow the path that the virus uses to damage the computer, and then reverse that path to restore the computer or prevent the virus from spreading.
When IT technology first began to develop, technicians relied entirely on the naked eye to identify viruses and then manually eliminated them, which was very inefficient. Later, as technology advanced, various antivirus software and firewalls were invented, greatly improving the efficiency of virus elimination.
Generally speaking, once the virus is identified, the problem can be quickly resolved. There's no computer virus that current IT technology can't kill. In the worst-case scenario, simply resetting the system will eliminate the virus.
But the virus that infected China's power system this time was very different. It possessed three characteristics not found in ordinary viruses: First, it was very secretive. No existing anti-virus software could identify it or locate its lurking program. Second, it was incredibly destructive. Any system it infected was completely destroyed, even the hard drive was unusable. Third, it replicated incredibly quickly, with one virus splitting into ten, spreading at breakneck speed.
If this trend continues, the entire China will fall within three hours.
It's no exaggeration to say the military is treating this hacker attack as a form of war. Just think of Venezuela in South America, which was once hit by a similar cyberattack, leading to riots and even near collapse.
If the same situation happens in China, the consequences will be unimaginable and many people will lose their lives!
Five minutes passed in a state of anxiety. Zhuang Li's antivirus software beeped, signaling completion, but still couldn't find a virus. His software could scan the entire power system of City B in just five minutes, a truly powerful capability. Yet, it still couldn't do anything to the hacker.
The soldiers who had originally been full of expectations for Zhuang Li couldn't help but show expressions of disappointment, and then fell into deeper anxiety.
A suffocating pressure quietly fell on everyone's heart.
"In this case, I can only rely on my own eyes to find the virus." Zhuang Li was not panicked at all. He called out all the programs and looked through them one by one.
There are many ways to identify viruses, the most basic of which is the signature code method. This requires analysts to rely on their subjective impressions to identify the abnormal code that differs from normal code among millions or even tens of millions of codes, thus identifying the virus. They then track and debug the virus code, and ultimately extract the most typical and unique signature code of a dozen or so bytes from the virus file, which can be several thousand bytes long. This is then disassembled to completely kill the virus.
In the early years of the development of computer technology, technicians relied on this inefficient method to detect and eliminate viruses, and only later did they gradually develop corresponding antivirus software.
Now, since all antivirus software is useless, Zhuang Li can only return to the basics and use manual screening methods. This shows how far the hacker hiding behind the scenes has pushed him.
Who has this ability?
He narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked, "Where is Zhu Jianrui?"
"Huh?" The lieutenant general standing behind him did not know Zhu Jianrui.
Le Zhengming immediately waved his hand and said, "Call Jiang Yi over."
Jiang Yi arrived soon, took out a tracker, and said dissatisfiedly: "Zhu Jianrui is at the Gong family's old house. Here are his coordinates. General Le Zheng, are you doubting me?"
"Yes, I doubt you." Le Zhengming nodded frankly.
Jiang Yi: “…”
Zhuang Li said coldly, "As long as the tracking chip is copied into a mother-and-daughter card, the mother card will shut down when it comes into contact with electronic equipment, and the daughter card will send a signal. General Jiang Yi can help Zhu Jianrui conceal his identity. This operation is not difficult for you, as you have the convenience of your position."
"Mr. Zhuang, you have to have evidence for what you say! If you don't believe me, you can go to Gong's house and ask Zhu Jianrui." Jiang Yi shouted without any guilt.
"Go to the Gong family and arrest people!" Le Zhengming waved his hand and a row of soldiers holding submachine guns rushed to the Gong family's old house.
Jiang Yi stood aside with his arms folded over his chest, his chin slightly raised, and a sarcastic expression on his face, seemingly fearless.
Not long after, Zhu Jianrui was taken to the military headquarters, along with the angry Gong Xuanlin.
After inspection, the tracking chip behind Zhu Jianrui's neck was found to be normal. When he was caught, he was playing football in the yard. There were no signs of abnormal operation on any computer in the Gong family.
All evidence indicates that he is innocent and has nothing to do with the hacking incident.
"Why did you arrest my son? Le Zhengming, just because my elder brother sent a few emojis mocking you, you want to take revenge? If you can't give me
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