Night Hacker Chapter 45: Brain to brain data transmission
The headquarters of the Yakuza Hall of the Hongda Club is an old multi-storey high-rise building, which stands on the side of the street.
The door is strictly guarded by gatekeepers in black formal attire. The lobby on the first floor seems to be a training ground. A group of young Yakuza members wield katana swords, wrestling with the holographic projection on the ground and shouting continuously.
Gu He followed Caiyin Kumiko closely, for fear that if he accidentally went the wrong way, he would be hacked.
But Caiyin Kumiko obviously has a respected status here, no matter the gatekeeper or the front desk staff, they will bow slightly when they see her. Before she became a middleman, she was definitely a high-end yakuza.
"Miss Caiyin, the president and the others are waiting up there." A man in a black suit led them into the elevator.
These yakuza are not as prominent as the muscular men of the game gang, but they have the cold and stern temperament that Brother Zhuang and the others don't have no matter how many muscles they have trained and how many tattoos they have tattooed.
First, take Hulonglong's old elevator to the 23rd floor, the top floor, and then go to the president's office.
Along the way, there are dignified guards and rows of indoor bamboos.
Not long after, Gu He followed into the president's office, which is very spacious, with marble floors and TV screen walls.
At the front is an arc-shaped desk, with potted plants, Santo computers, etc., and a 1:1 scale exquisite metal mold of the shogun is placed beside the table, and there are electronic devices in the antler helmet Two red lights scattered, like a pair of eyes.
There are quite a few people in the office, a kimono woman with a geisha's white face makeup is sitting on the small reception sofa.
Her hair was full of silver needles, her face was expressionless, her eye shadow was bright red, and her face was painted white, like wearing a weird mask.
A middle-aged man in black formal attire with a cropped beard was originally sitting behind the desk, but when he saw them coming, he got up.
"Kumiko." This man is the president of the Hongda Club. He usually has a majestic scar on his face. At this time, he is a little embarrassed. "The headquarters sent a special commissioner, and I didn't know it beforehand."
Gu He listened puzzled, but noticed that as soon as he walked in, Cai Yin Kumiko's psychedelic eyes froze.
She was not looking at the white-faced geisha, but at the three men in black trench coats standing beside the TV screen over there.
Their clothes were different, not ordinary formal suits or windbreakers, the style of the windbreakers was a half-cape like a bat spreading its wings.
The three of them didn't sit down, but stood there with strange expressions on their faces.
Especially the middle-aged man standing in the middle. He is not tall, has thick eyebrows, and fierce eyes. There are some silver fabrics on the windbreaker. ring.
They didn't seem to be armed, no katana swords or guns, but they exuded an extremely dangerous aura.
"Kumiko, long time no see." The middle-aged man said flatly.
"Xinzhi." Caiyin Kumiko mumbled, even without asking, she knew that this was the data that the headquarters wanted, and it was very important.
Only in this case, the headquarters will send a special envoy. The special commissioners are all supernatural beings, and the profession of meat cutters.
She glanced at the white-faced geisha sitting on the sofa, and it was clearly a doll container, who was also sent by the headquarters.
It is also obvious that Chairman Hongda is not very clear about today's situation.
But she's not Yakuza now, she's a middleman, and whatever happens, it's none of her business, and she shouldn't ask.
"Let's hand over the data now." Caiyin Kumiko said, "President Hongda, where is the money?"
"It's all ready." President Hongda asked his assistant to open a black suitcase on the table, three million Liuguang yuan.
Caiyin Kumiko pondered for a moment. The data that can attract the attention of the headquarters, three million is not much, but it is not much.
This person and this matter of Pandora are not simple.
These thoughts flashed by, and she signaled to Gu He, "Xiaohe, sit there and prepare to deliver."
Gu He sensed that the atmosphere was not right, he also heard the surprise in Miss Caiyin's voice, and saw Xinhao's eyes were not friendly.
He couldn't help but feel anxious, isn't it so unlucky, the first time he worked, he encountered an unexpected situation...
Oh my god, no wonder that Pandora doesn't come by himself, he wants to run away now, and wants to outsource this work to another doll.
While his thoughts were chaotic, Gu He sat down on the small sofa next to the white-faced geisha.
He already knew that in the final delivery process, there must be a doll-to-doll brain-to-brain, only in this way can the integrity and uniqueness of the data be ensured. The reason for not using the psychic network is that there are too many unknown risks.
However, Miss Caiyin also said that brain-to-brain contact is also a dangerous activity no matter what time it is.
Even when everything is calm, it's time to give it your all.
This is the great value of the "data postman" middleman. Sellers are usually not willing to connect their brains with the buyer's, especially if they have to do transactions on the buyer's site. That is too dangerous. It is also leading people to commit crimes.
Some are willing to complete the transaction in the middleman's territory; there are also sellers who don't show their face like now.
Ordinary street people, no one likes to be involved with a big organization like Yakuza.
But Miss Caiyin is different, she is an intermediary, she has connections, she is familiar with President Hongda, to ensure that she will not be blacked out...
On the way here in the car, she said it so confidently, instead of looking serious and vigilant like she is now.
"Xiaohe, it's okay." Caiyin Kumiko noticed Gu He's hesitation, "You are mine."
Well, Gu He took a deep breath to relax, it's all here, let's make a quick decision, hand over the data, withdraw the money and leave.
At the same time, the president's assistant put two brand-new santo connection helmets on the heads of Gu He and the white-faced geisha respectively, connected all the wires, and soon started brain-to-brain connect.
Gu He's eyes widened, his brain nerves expanded rapidly, and he jumped into the strange neural network.
The connection between dolls really feels different, like the superposition of the neural network expands, and it seems to overlap.
The personality data of the geisha doll has not passed, nor has his. The two seem to be looking at each other across a twisted street.
As soon as the connection was stabilized, Gu He immediately used his thoughts to drag and throw the "unknown encrypted file" in the console database to the other party without a teacher. across the street.
[It is detected that the transfer of external files is about to start, are you sure to transfer? 】
Gu He hurriedly clicked OK, and suddenly, it was like opening the sluice gate of a reservoir, as if a blank data stream rushed away, but he knew that it was the box that trapped those changing graphics and text.
[Data transfer and local copy: 1%]
He was shocked suddenly, what, what... what the hell!
Local copy? Cancel, cancel, how to cancel? I can't cancel it, why can't I cancel it, it's too big, it's too big...
That Pandora said that the file will be destroyed if it is touched, and it may release a strong virus; and now it is connected to a doll, and she will know that it can sense the changes in the nerve data!
Simply transferring is definitely different from copying while transferring.
This kind of operation violates the rules of the middleman, violates the professional ethics of the container, cuts the cow, cuts the skull...
Damn it, this is my first job as a container...
[Data transfer and local copy: 15%]
Gu He was already in a cold sweat from shock, and all kinds of nerve synapses were in a hurry, but soon he had other doubts.
Something is wrong, how can it still reach 15%? It stands to reason that once an attempt is made to copy, the self-destruct procedure of the file will be triggered.
He took a look, and the geisha doll standing across the street didn't seem to notice anything, just continued to look at him.
[Data transfer and local copy: 35%]
Could it be...
Gu He thought of an answer, an answer that left him at a loss, wondering whether it was good or bad, and whether there would be any problems.
This console! It can complete copying and transmission without damaging or triggering files, and without being discovered by the receiver.
This extra-dimensional thing can establish that kind of mysterious connection, and it can also steal data without anyone noticing it.
"What are you thinking?"
Gu He suddenly heard the message sent by the geisha, she said, "Why are your emotions so fluctuating?"
Damn it, you can't make the other party suspect...
He hurriedly said: "This is the first time for me to do this kind of work, the first time to connect with a doll, and you are so... unique, you look very much like a girl named Sadako I knew before. I have a little I'm nervous..."
After all, it's not empathy now, the other party can't fully perceive his emotions.
And probably no matter what she thought, he never thought he would have such a console.
The white-faced geisha let out a sigh, and stopped talking.
Gu He didn't dare to say anything, he just kept his mind on his back and pretended nothing happened.
He looked at the transmission progress bar, it rose to 90% little by little, and then to 99%, it stopped for a while, and the stagnation made him even more frightened, almost showing his feet...
Suddenly, it rose to 100%.
【Transfer and copy completed】
Sure enough, he noticed that the previous file in the database was gone, but there was an "unknown encrypted file-copy".
And the geisha doll standing across the street from the neural network seemed to smile slightly and said: "Goodbye."
Suddenly, the other party actively disconnected, Gu He only felt that he fell out of this strange space, his scalp felt sour, his eyes blinked, and the office scene was restored before his eyes.
"Xiaohe?" Kumiko Caiyin asked immediately beside her.
At the same time, the thick-browed man named Shinji looked at the geisha, who nodded and said, "No problem."
Now, it's not just Chairman Hiroda and Ayane Kumiko who breathe a sigh of relief.
Gu He himself let go of the boulder in his heart, he was not found, passed the level, it's okay, it's okay...
He really didn't steal it, he didn't want this to happen ~IndoMTL.com~ It was the console that stole it, blame it, it's unscrupulous.
"Kumiko, this container of yours, I will chop it up."
Suddenly, Xinzhi said calmly and indifferently, "This data must not have any risk of leakage."
Pressing and pulling the silver ring on the thumb of the right thumb with the left hand, swishing, a yellow filament of light was pulled out, and the others didn't even see it clearly, so Shinji waved his hand quickly, towards the person sitting on the small sofa Gu He threw out a yellow light.
Almost at the same time, Caiyin Kumiko took a step earlier and kicked the small sofa away.
Before Gu He could react, he got out of the room.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the little sofa was cut into a pile of pieces after being entangled a few times by the yellow light thread thrown out by Xinzhi.
Gu He was completely stunned when he crawled on the ground. If he was a second and a half late, he would have been cut into several pieces...
"Xinzhi!" Caiyin Kumiko yelled, her face full of anger, "There is no such rule, the data is passed as soon as it is passed. Yakuza never uses middlemen, you are breaking the rules of the club, bring your order Molecular line rolling!"
Monomolecular thread, meat cutter profession, one of the symbols of the Yakuza gang.
Chairman Hong Da has silently stood aside, even though he is also a meat cutter, he dare not confront the special commissioner.
The commissioner represents the will of the headquarters.
The white-faced geisha also walked aside, and the men in black trench coats on the left and right sides of Shinji also pulled monomolecular filaments from their hands.
Shinji had a grim face, and seemed to have a strange smile, "Kumiko, don't get in the way, you know that you can't be my opponent."
But Caiyin Kumiko stood in front of Gu He who was crawling on the floor, and the steel claws of the ten fingers of both hands popped out suddenly, not giving up half a step.