It was relatively easy for Bai Song to ask for leave. He used the excuse that he was going to help out in Shonan Province. Besides, he was also a deputy position. He just signed the required documents at the office every morning and no one cared about him.
But Wang Liang can't do that. It's been almost a week since he applied for leave, and Captain Li even called him.
What could Bai Song say? Of course, he said nothing. What he was doing was very confidential, and Captain Li couldn't tell him. He could only hand the phone to Wang Liang and pretend that he was not there.
"Ah, Captain Li... I... Oh... Hiss... Captain Li, I have sores from sitting for too long. I am the only one in Team 3 who sits in front of the computer every day to do those fraudulent things. How can I bear it..." Wang Liang's voice was very tired: "I will go to work next Monday. Is that okay with you? If you have something to do now, tell me, I will lie down on the ** and operate it..."
This tiredness is really not pretended.
"Okay, take care of yourself for two more days over the weekend and don't eat spicy food." Captain Li didn't know what to say. Wang Liang's condition sounded serious. "I'll give you sick leave. Don't forget to bring the hospital's diagnosis form next week."
In theory, you can take sick leave if you are sick. There is no time limit, but your salary will be deducted.
However, personal leave is limited and cannot be taken casually. If you take it, your salary will naturally be deducted.
Captain Li could tolerate Wang Liang asking for a day or two off, but this time he's asked for a week. How can this be acceptable?
After hanging up the phone, Bai Song looked behind Wang Liang with some confusion: "It's been hard for you these days."
"Get out!" Wang Liang said, pointing at the gate.
"Ah?" Bai Song was a little confused.
"I'm fine!" Wang Liang wanted to cry but couldn't. "Help me figure out what to do?"
"Everything is okay?" Bai Song looked behind Wang Liang again, as if trying to confirm whether it was true.
Seeing Wang Liang staring at Bai Song with his murderous red eyes, Bai Song looked away as if nothing had happened.
"The best way is to tell the truth, but we can't tell the whole truth about this matter, so you have to consider the methods and approaches." Bai Song thought for a while and said, "If we still can't find anything during these two weekends, we'll give up. We've almost checked the poorest and most dilapidated places, and there's really no way to find the rest."
"Well... I hope my efforts will pay off." Wang Liang set up the program, and the computer began to search automatically. He took two buckets of instant noodles and said, "Let's eat first."
Bai Song looked at the time and realized that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. He had been doing this kind of repetitive work every day these days, and he had to get up early.
Facial recognition has actually been around for a long time, and the technology is relatively mature. Some developed cities in the south have been using it since the early 2000s. It is impossible for Wang Liang to develop such an advanced technology on his own, especially since it may need to be connected to an internal information database, which is very troublesome.
Wang Liang streamlined, selected and identified the facial information in the hundreds of GB of videos, turned them into hundreds of MB of pictures, and then compared them with the photos.
Some of the software was purchased by Wang Liang, some was open source data, and the rest was tinkered with by Wang Liang himself.
It is like turning one software into two, first cutting out the pictures and then comparing them. It sounds simple, but it is very troublesome. The most critical problem is that the number is too large, and some automated programs are very easy to crash.
Some of the simple programs written by Wang Liang still had many loopholes. When faced with video files of different formats, they would crash several times every night at the beginning.
Bugs can sometimes be fixed in five minutes, but more often than not it’s not a matter of time, but a matter of metaphysics.
From Tuesday night till now, Wang Liang has maintained the program about five times. The most he fixed was 11 bugs, from 3. He worked half the night to finish it.
And in Wang Liang's words, the so-called solution is just a "palliative treatment", just like putting tape on a crack in a bridge. No one knows when problems will arise.
But fortunately, I have managed to hold on for so many days.
"Old rules, you sleep and I'll watch you." Bai Song skillfully opened the instant noodle bucket and started adding seasonings.
Bai Song himself didn't notice that the action of opening the instant noodle bucket had actually become muscle memory and it was not his own hands that were operating at all.
Bai Song couldn't help at all with something like a system crash. All he could do was get up and take a look every two hours. If there was no problem, he would go back to sleep. If there was a problem, he would wake Wang Liang up.
On the first night, the system crashed without the two knowing it, and they got up early and spent half a day to fix it.
Starting from the second day, they lived like this every day. If it weren't for their good physical fitness, the two of them would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.
"Okay then, I'm going to sleep first. I won't eat instant noodles, and I'm not hungry." Wang Liang's eyes were red. After dealing with a small problem just now, he had no energy at all.
"Okay..." Bai Song no longer had much of an appetite. He had been eating instant noodles or bread these days. He was the same now. He wanted to sleep the most.
"By the way, are you going to Sun Jie's wedding tomorrow?" Wang Liang turned around and asked before entering the house.
"Let's go take a look, take a photo, and have a drink of water." Bai Song sighed, "Find some time to copy the video."
"Oh..." The door of Wang Liang's room closed lightly.
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At around two o'clock in the morning, Bai Song woke himself up with the second alarm he set.
After getting up, Bai Song looked at the computer that had been moved to his bedside and found that it was still running, which made him feel relieved.
He had no idea whether it was meaningful to look for a needle in a haystack, but he felt fulfilled that he could do something. Four or five days passed, and Bai Song slept for less than 20 hours in total, but doing so could make him feel a little more stable.
Of course, only a little.
Based on the experience of the past few days, if the system runs continuously for four hours without any problems, there will generally not be any major bugs.
With his eyes closed, Bai Song was about to fall asleep quickly. In the last second before falling asleep, Bai Song habitually opened his eyes slightly and found that the computer had stopped.
A trace of unknown hormone was stimulated in Bai Song's body, and his nerves were tense for a while. Bai Song forced himself to open his eyes.
It's a bug.
Standing up and taking a look, Bai Song breathed a sigh of relief.
Not a big problem, a 10-minute video failed to decode.
There is nothing wrong with this video, but the decoding fails.
Wang Liang didn't know the reason behind this, it might be a metaphysical problem.
The solution is simple. Manually operate the system to bypass this video, and then watch the 10-minute video with your naked eyes.
Bai Song adjusted the speed to twice the original speed and finished watching the video in five minutes without gaining anything.
Seeing that the software was still running, Bai Song checked the alarms at 4 and 6 o'clock, and couldn't bear it any longer, so he fell into a deep sleep.
This was the first time in these few days that he didn't hear the 4 o'clock alarm.
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