I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 423: Draft design drawing
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The group is alive, at least last night.
Now there is not a living person in the group talking. I don't know whether it is alive or dead, and Kemeng does not dare to chat on the public screen with the supervision number.
The supervisor number will not be counted as one of the group members, and there is no Kemun number among the 231 group members.
"This is the House of Shadow Stream, it's so quiet." The people around Kemeng stared at the screen, and if there was no one to stop them, their faces would almost stick to the screen.
"More than two hundred group members, are these group members deacons...Well, I saw the elder's nickname." The fire-fighting man saw the nickname of the elder XX under the group leader, and his eyes lit up.
Kemen drags the mouse down to pull the cursor. There are nine elders, and the rest are basically deacons.
"What is their penguin number, record them all, and then secretly monitor their chat history and IP address!"
At this moment, the people of the Special Affairs Investigation Bureau were extremely excited, and after waiting for so many days, they finally touched the hometown of Big Fish.
Kemeng clicked on the owner's number and silently recited his penguin number.
Then click on the number of each elder and remember one by one.
This is all precious information, which is of great use to them.
The network monster is also making efforts to inquire the whereabouts of each IP address of the members of the Shadow Stream House.
The members of the Shadow Stream House have all jumped to the IP address, and the Internet address is not their real address.
The network monster jumped more than a dozen broiler computer springboards, acting secretly, and found the real addresses of several people without disturbing the broiler computer's monitoring.
In the online world, there is no hidden trace of extraordinary power, and it will be sooner or later that the IP address is found.
In a short while, the network monster announced the IP addresses of several online shadow deacons.
Check their physical network card address through the IP address, then hack into the cameras around the actual address to further confirm the location, etc.
"A few offline addresses were found." The network monster gave a few photos of offline surveillance cameras.
Kemeng took a look, and there was a snapshot of an Internet cafe, and some of the street scenes.
In the picture of the Internet cafe, there is a man playing on the computer in the Internet cafe. He has a thick beard and a sturdy figure. It is a frontal photo.
He is the only person who can capture the front face. The other members of the shadow stream seem to have consciously isolated the camera. The network monster does not have a good intrusion point. It cannot capture the front face and can only take a few nearby street views.
"Only one snapped the front face, but it's normal, and it's impossible for a wary person to give a chance." The angry man nodded.
Kemeng looked at a few pictures. The addresses of these pictures were taken from abroad. With the ability of the Bureau of Investigation, it is difficult to go abroad to arrest people unless Jinlizhou is very stable and does not need to be stable.
Kemeng looked through the chat records of Yingliuzhijia again. Unfortunately, there is no long-term chat record in the group records. You can only see the records one day ago at the furthest. .
"Why doesn't this group have chat records from a day ago? There are too few."
Other groups have previous chat records, but it can’t be found here.
"It may have been cleared by secret power."
Kemon can only think like this, otherwise it's meaningless to be horny.
"Real-time monitor the chat records in the group, and remind us when someone chats." Kemeng ordered.
"Yes." There was a feelingless electronic synthesis sound from the speakers.
Kemeng looked at the records within a day in detail, and the group owner seemed to be planning something, but there was no action plan in the group.
"The group owner may have used a private chat channel to explain the plan. Can you find the chat history of the group owner's account with the group members?" Kemeng asked.
"No, the record is empty." The network monster said helplessly, "There is no record in the supervision system. I can't do anything."
Kemeng touched his hair, a little irritable, and finally got into the shadow stream house, there is no record of the group leader's private chat with the group members.
Or do you mean that private chats with group owners are also affected by secret power?
Kemon couldn't figure it out and left the room temporarily.
Kemen had a dream last night. In the dream, he inspected the technology required for the super-electromagnetic gun in detail, and also used the Cthulhu to conduct super-detailed peeping, and had a superficial understanding of the super-electromagnetic gun.
Yes, it's a superficial understanding.
Kemeng’s scientific knowledge is not advanced. Even if you have a glimpse of the entire structure and the molecular structure of the material, it is difficult to digest it as your own knowledge.
What Kemon can do is to squeeze out these remembered things little by little and let the professionals in the Bureau of Investigation study them.
"Are there any people in the bureau who are more skilled in scientific research?" Kemun asked Luo Yuan.
"There are a few." Luo Yuan recalled.
"Introduce them all, I'll get to know them," Kemon said.
In a short while, Kemeng communicated with several major scientific researchers in the bureau, and by the way, he sketched with a pencil and drew what he wanted to draw.
"This is..." The old men looked at the design sketches, half-surprised, and slowly looked up.
Kemeng invited experts in the field of electromagnetic weapons. When several experts saw the draft of the finished design draft, they were immediately touched.
Luo Yuan was silently observing the expressions of the experts. He didn't expect any technological content in the things Kemeng drew, but looking at the expressions of the experts, it doesn't seem to be that simple.
"Several professors, this picture..." Luo Yuan hesitated, and he was very particular about the questioning method. There was neither negation nor affirmation.
"Don't make any noise." Several old experts didn't speak, only the young experts made a silent gesture, and their eyes were inseparable from the design draft for a moment, which touched the soul.
Kimon saw this result and already knew the general idea.
It should be no problem, but I don’t know if it can be restored.
Material is the main problem. If the material problem is solved, energy will follow a template.
Imitating and creating are two different levels of concepts, and the difficulty of imitation is undoubtedly several levels lower than that of creation.
Of course, the material barrier must be crossed, otherwise it will be difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.
Kemeng waited for ten minutes~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing that several experts have been discussing enthusiastically, it seems that they have been greatly inspired and inspired.
Kemeng didn't bother them when they saw this, and Luo Yuan quietly retreated.
"Team Ke, where did the prototype of the design drawing come from?" Luo Yuan asked curiously.
Kemeng is still the captain of the rescue team. Luo Yuan's name is not wrong, but Kemeng is a bit uncomfortable. Before he knew it, he became the captain of the team.
"I dreamed of something strange last night, and then I had the prototype of a super-electromagnetic gun in my mind. I speculated that the special item I got from waking up this time was a ‘memory’." Kemon said.
Luo Yuan said, it suddenly dawned on him.
"I said why no new things have entered the treasury today. The memories I have acquired... well, the things I have acquired are getting more and more weird." Luo Yuan murmured.
Speaking of strange things, Luo Yuan and Kemeng thought of volcanic rocks uncontrollably.
The power of volcanic rock has affected the entire city and even the world.