Xu Xiaolan also sent Ruan Chen some screenshots of chat logs obtained through technical means.
Ruan Chen didn't look closely; she only needed to know the person's ID and IP address to find what she wanted.
The classroom was unusually noisy today. Ruan Chen glanced at the blackboard casually. Every day before morning reading, the class committee would write down the day's schedule on it, but today's schedule only included some kind of meeting.
Ruan Chen's angle was a bit reflective, so I couldn't see very clearly and automatically assumed it was one of those boring academic conferences.
These meetings are usually not very strict in terms of discipline, and students rarely have the opportunity to play on their phones without restraint, eat and drink, and not have to attend classes. Of course, these little rascals are excited.
Ruan Chen is not usually easily disturbed by external factors, but now, because of Feng Yuankai and the missing, very important patent, she is a little restless.
She simply got up, took her laptop, and went to the empty classroom at the end of the hall. Once there, she called Lao He to ask for leave from the meeting, but no one answered after two calls. Ruan Chen then sent him a message and focused on her own work.
She sat in the front row, the morning light streaming through the window and falling on her, a gentle breeze rustling the leaves and birdsong filling the air.
Ruan Chen's heart gradually calmed down and relaxed.
As lines of information popped up, Ruan Chen's face gradually became serious. She unconsciously bit her lower lip, her eyes sharp.
The person named "nobody" was the first friend Feng Shuang added after she got her phone.
At the time, Feng Shuang's phone had a popular social networking app pre-installed. After logging into the app, the system recommended ten friends to her based on the personal information she filled in, including this "nobody".
Ruan Chen patiently pulled up Feng Shuang's chat history with these ten people from back then. Of the ten people, only Nobody maintained continuous contact with Feng Shuang.
Including the last three days before, when Feng Shuang and nobody uttered the six words "fixed-point jump technology".
Of all the traceable history of Feng Shuang on the internet, this is the only time she has ever uttered these six words.
It seems the problem lies with nobody.
Over the years, this person named nobody has been like Feng Shuang's closest friend. Feng Shuang confides everything to him, but nobody doesn't just blindly go along with her. Instead, he often lectures Feng Shuang, but after lecturing her, he will find an excuse to praise her.
The classic "hit and then sweet" approach is an introductory technique for psychological control.
The records show that the two have a high degree of overlap in their interests. Feng Shuang likes games, celebrities, extremely niche hobbies, and some obscure courses... As long as Feng Shuang mentions something, this person named nobody can always talk to her endlessly.
Naturally, Feng Shuang poured out a lot to him: her parents' discipline, her grandfather's expectations, and the little thoughts of a rebellious teenage girl...
Nobody even needs to ask.
Three days ago, Feng Shuang logged into the software and casually sent a message to nobody: "I'm so angry today! My grandfather has some amazing research, and he's actually going to give it to Ruan Chen, you know?! Co-authorship?! She doesn't even deserve it!!!"
nobody: [You're eavesdropping on your grandfather again. That's not good, but Ruan Chen really went too far with you. You just need to control this habit in the future.]
Feng Shuang: [I'm really angry! That guy researched my grandfather all by himself for over ten years, what right does Ruan Chen have? Is my grandfather senile?]
nobody: [I'm really looking forward to the day Grandpa Feng announces this patent; it'll be quite remarkable. But I can't think of any technological field that would require someone like your grandfather to research it for over a decade.]
Feng Shuang: [Grandpa brought back the patent application for the fixed-point jump technology tonight. I happened to see it, but it's strange. Didn't this technology exist three hundred years ago?]
nobody: [Oh? Your grandfather brought home something he'd been researching for over a decade? This kind of thing should be highly classified. The technology you're talking about isn't rare at all; you must have misunderstood.]
Feng Shuang: [How could that be? It's right in my grandfather's study. I can see it clearly. But maybe the patent he's been researching for over ten years isn't this one. Oh well, let's play games online.]
Then nobody went offline.
Ruan Chen stared at the chat history.
Nobody obtained two key pieces of information: "fixed-point jump technology" and "it's in the study."
After obtaining the second key piece of information, nobody went offline.
Ruan Chen's heart stirred slightly, and he hacked into Feng Yuankai's computer.
At that time, Feng Yuankai was in his study, and he would habitually open the laptop lid.
She had handled some things for Feng Yuankai remotely, so she got in easily.
However, there were no signs of intrusion on Feng Yuankai's computer. But five seconds after nobody went offline, a piece of redundant data appeared in the computer system. This redundant data just happened to trigger Feng Yuankai's computer webcam.
Ruan Chen's fingertips felt slightly cool.
She remembered the video from the car's onboard surveillance camera.
Patent applications that disappear without a trace, surveillance systems that are triggered without being recorded.
Ruan Chen subconsciously looked up at the sky. A cloud blocked the sun. The moment Ruan Chen looked up, the cloud dispersed a little, looking just like an eye looking down on the world.
Suddenly, Ruan Chen's program notified her that Feng Shuang had logged into her chat system.
Ruan Chen leaned back in her chair with her arms crossed, coldly watching the newly refreshed chat history.
Feng Shuang: [They say my grandfather's death is related to that patent.]
nobody: [My condolences.]
Feng Shuang: [They're investigating my grandfather's connections, and anyone else who knows about this technology.]
Nobody did not reply to Feng Shuang immediately the first time.
Feng Shuang waited a minute without receiving a reply, and finally, unable to contain herself any longer, asked: "[Was it you! I only mentioned it to you! Nobody thought I would know, so nobody's investigated me yet! But I know it was you!]"
How could you do this to me! For so many years I've considered you my best friend!
But the second message was never sent.
The red exclamation mark in front of it, along with the message "The other party is not your friend."
In a corner of the underground parking lot of No. 1 Middle School, Feng Shuang covered her face and cried in despair.
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