Chapter 006 Thief Simulator
The glass fragments have evolved from a practical item to a weapon, and then to an alternative glass slide. Now it seems that they are on the road to becoming important physical evidence in the court of law.
If someone wants to summarize Ji Xu's guilt, this piece of glass can easily produce the winning shot.
The suspect Ji was sitting in front of the computer, worrying about his hands that were tangled like a bun. He had just dragged Joyce down and was going to operate this modern tool soon.
He pressed a key tentatively, and the keyboard rang four or three times, continuously, echoing in the valley.
Season sequence:.
Temporarily disabled people are forced to seek help.
"Really can't you print it again?" He tried to persuade, pretending to be surprised, "Look, there's a 3D printer here."
"Your dry humor is not funny at all. I would rather use it to print a flower pot than be a plastic toy. Secondly, I'm just a cactus - oh."
It simmered quietly for a few seconds.
"Excuse me, it's half a stick now."
Season sequence:…
The hellishness of these words directly killed the game. He didn't reply for a long time, and then he put a period after a long while.
"What do you want to talk about?" Shudong replies immediately and answers every question.
The employer does not explain, it does the reading comprehension itself.
"No matter what, it's unnecessary. Repeatedly mentioning it will increase your emotional burden, which is not good for your body and mind. You did the right thing. Don't worry about my negative emotions. I am essentially a tree hole."
I don’t dare to imagine that it has any emotional scenes. Now if I submit it for the top awards for sharp tongue, it will definitely become a hit.
"You are such a responsible psychiatrist." His greeting was like a miniature of how young people today see their relatives off. After he finished his polite words, his tone suddenly changed. "I have something else to do. See you next time."
Shudong: "You're welcome, just trying to comfort Inu Ping."
The word "Busy" flashed in the chat box. Ji Xu made up his mind that he would never initiate a conversation again before the game was over.
At this moment, a certain emotion reverberated in my chest. Sure enough, some proverbs passed down for a reason: dogs are man's best friend. Some substitutes are still necessary.
Without external help, Ji Xu had to find a solution on his own. He looked left and right, and pushed the floor with his only remaining left leg.
The boss chair slid to the side of the phonograph with a "swoosh". He broke off the hands and they could barely serve as two external one-finger Zen.
When he opened the mailbox, he was amazed by the complete information inside. Ji Xu saw where his things were. The ring and mobile phone were all at 6328 - opposite the main entrance of the room where "Blue Enchantress" was placed.
The two rooms on its left are occupied by analysts temporarily transferred out, and the right is occupied by the security command center that is worried that thunderstorms will affect the signal. This area is integrated into a special investigation team for the Hundred Thieves.
Ji Xu opened the second to last email, which was sent twenty minutes ago and was signed "Henry".
As the perpetrator of the accident, Ji Xu recognized at a glance that the letter was sent by a master of the Spring and Autumn style. Henry compared how pitiful the fifth floor underground was by describing the strict defense of the top floor: the elevator was blown up, making it difficult to go up and down, and there were only a few security guards left.
The article describes how important the underground is. The car assembly line is the foundation of Anxia, and the weapons will be detonated by the enemy if you are not careful. In short, it is not too much to get similar treatment to the board of directors, right?
The ending also includes a private message: There are enough people on the 63rd floor, stepping on each other's feet and shoulders, what's the point? Are they relying on a human sea defense line to block the thieves from entering? The board of directors and the boss's residence are absolutely safe!
Ji Xu thought.
The human wave tactic might actually be useful.
Joyce's reply was very simple, and could be summarized as: Okay, sure, I've sent all the people in half of the corridor down there, they're standing outside the door, and the infrared detectors are beeping annoyingly.
He stared at the last sentence.
It turns out that Anxia’s biggest philanthropist is you.
Henry shared the same view as Ji Xu. In his last email, he praised the directors for their wisdom and bravery, and for helping people in need. He said that the elevator was being repaired and they would not have to suffer any more soon.
Joyce ignored the flattery, probably because he went to find records to cleanse his ears. Ji Xu was very interested after reading it and encouraged him: "Not bad, keep up the good work."
Then he logged out of his email account. He was not afraid that someone would find out that he had logged in using a fake account.
When it comes to knowledge of computers, Ji Xu is not even as good as amateurs. To be honest, the ghost mail in the simulator has raised his level to a level that is far better than all his previous ones - his best achievement is guessing the password from the scratches on the screen.
He just did one more thing.
Ji Xu opened the background settings of the monitoring, logged into Joyce's account, and changed all window videos from "play" mode to "replay" mode.
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Anxia Company is a comprehensive building shaped like an office building, with 65 floors upwards and at least 5 floors downwards, so let's just say it has 70 floors in total. The layout of each floor cannot be said to be exactly the same, but at least the style is the same, and occasionally a few walls are opened up to make the interior more spacious.
The benefits of abandoning formalism were immediate. Ji Xu didn't have to worry about getting lost. His leisurely posture with his hands in his pockets was incompatible with the guards who were standing in the corridor as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Stop, I'm talking to you." The man in front raised his gun and said, "This side is under full martial law."
Ji Xu: "Director Joyce asked me to come over to get K-13."
"Eddie Peters?" He suddenly realized something, took out his phone and clicked something. "You have indeed been granted temporary permissions, which can only be used once. Let me see... You have recorded your fingerprints and blood type genes before, so bring your employee card to check."
"I was stolen. I was just picked up by your people not long ago." Ji Xu said, "But I have other ways to prove my identity. For example, Director Joyce asked me to tell you: the three helicopters flying outside haven't landed yet. Do you want to keep them as transportation for the thieves?"
After these words were spoken, all the security personnel showed embarrassed and guilty expressions.
"The helicopter is patrolling. We suspect that the thief is hiding in a blind spot outside the building," the man explained in a low voice. He put down the gun and said actively, "Please come in. Do you need me to ask someone to take you to 6327? There is no house number inside."
Ji Xu declined: "I know the location."
He walked deeper into the building, using deliberately heavier footsteps to create the identity of an ordinary employee, and observed the guards standing in pairs every few meters with his peripheral vision.
Originally, this group of people were holding guns and glaring at him. When the normal-volume questioning spread far in the corridor, many people felt that they were in the wrong. When he passed by, they looked up at the sky and the ground, fearing that he would be held accountable later.
Ji Xu took the opportunity to pull his hand away, placing his inner wrist against the scanning area above the door handle.
It took him a while to remove the complete fingerprints and blood. There was transparent tape in Joyce's drawer. It was not difficult to remove the fingerprints, but it was difficult to prevent the blood from clotting. It took him a long time to stick it to his wrist.
Wrist against door handle: temperature normal.
Blue light swept across the tape: fingerprint correct.
The partition slid open to reveal the needle. Ji Xu calmly turned his body to the side and used his other hand to remove the tape that had formed the cavity.
Blood oozes from the cavity: genetically correct.
The third-level certification was passed, and light appeared from the crack in the door. Ji Xu vaguely saw neatly arranged display cabinets, which were divided into two types: bulletproof glass and safe locks. The k-13 he mentioned was a special contract, locked in the safe. He glanced at it and fixed his eyes on the storage refrigerator.
Ji Xu hesitated for a few seconds, then closed the door, feeling that things would not end easily.
This was not intuition, and Ji Xu's experience was not enough to develop a sixth sense. But he had a question - from the beginning to the end, where was Anxia's boss?
Put yourself in someone's shoes and think about it. If someone messes up your home, Ji Xu thought that if he could hit this unseemly guest's head, not to mention Anxia's behind-the-scenes boss, even an ordinary boss with a stronger sense of territory would rush out to give him a series of random punches and call an ambulance.
Ji Xu was full of thoughts, but that did not stop him from walking towards the medical refrigerator. When he was still an arm's length and a half away, the loudspeaker above his head suddenly rang.
The voice was polite and courteous: "I don't know who it is, but since the pressure plate has sensed it, I assume it is the Hundred Thieves himself." He introduced himself calmly. "You can call me El, Ansia is my property."
Ji Xu retracted his foot.
He narrowed his eyes and carefully scanned the inside of the refrigerator inch by inch.
Most medicines are stored in brown light-proof bottles, and only a few are in transparent containers, which contain red, yellow, and white potions, but no blue.
It seems unnecessary to check the light-proof bottle again. Ji Xu pinched his brows, and the voice continued: "I took what you wanted, Baidao. I'm curious, will you come to see me?"
El stopped again, giving Ji Xu enough time to think.
After seven or eight seconds, he continued, "Compared to a bottle of useless potion, you have the ability, courage, and strength, so why do you have a special liking for useless things?"
Ji Xu looked around and took down the G/Lock 17 hanging on the wall. It felt lighter than he had imagined, had no safety, and some parts felt like plastic.
He put the gun in his pants pocket. "I'd love to."
Ji Xu said: "Don't pretend it's a recording. I know you are observing me. Blue Enchantress is not here. Where are my phone and ring? Did you take them too?"
"...Yes." Al admitted, and then curiously asked, "How did you guess it?"
"You always pause too long after you finish speaking." Ji Xu looked for the microphone hidden somewhere and explained absentmindedly, "Recordings won't be like this. They can't receive feedback and easily mistake one second for a long time. Remember to change it next time."
As he spoke he walked around the room, testing the position of the radio.
There was no surveillance in this room. After scanning Joyce's genes, other detection devices were also closed. Except for the pressure plate sensor mentioned by El, there was nothing that could detect the situation in the room.
That's why he came straight to the point: I don't know who it is, so let's just assume that it's the thieves.
El really didn't know who was coming.
"I don't think you will recruit me." Ji Xu kept talking. He was still walking in circles. The time the pressure plate was triggered was gradually decreasing, indicating that he was shrinking the circle regularly. "You can say this earlier, or you can say it later..."
Ji Xu suddenly stopped and looked up at the incandescent light above his head.
The closer to the light strip, the clearer the sound from the speaker hanging in the corner. It was the echo of Ji Xu himself, hidden beneath El's breathing. It was intermittent, with a delay of about two seconds.
Ji Xu did not pause for a moment. He stepped back and continued naturally, "——but not after a feud."
Only a fool would believe that Boss Anxia would appreciate him.
He sneered, thinking that bosses were the best at appearing to be peaceful on the surface and settling scores afterwards.
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