White House, small conference room, President Trump is discussing the aftermath of "Operation Ghost" with his staff.
A figure hurried into the conference room and anxiously reported to the president: "Mr. President, something happened. A ransomware virus broke out on a large scale. Computers in many organizations were infected and files and data were encrypted, including the White House servers."
"Lisa, what's the use of asking me for this kind of thing? Go find a computer expert to solve it. Didn't you see that I'm busy?" The meeting was interrupted. President Trump, who was in distress, turned black and angrily scolded the female secretary Lisa. .
"Mr. President, computer experts can't solve this problem." Female secretary Lisa looked at President Trump with a sad face and said timidly.
"So far, this virus infection has paralyzed the servers of more than 10,000 agencies, and a large number of important data files have been encrypted, including the most important Bureau of Investigation, Intelligence Bureau, Security Bureau, Ministry of Defense, Ministry of State... Mr. President, the current situation Very critical." Lisa, the female secretary, reported anxiously.
Hearing this, President Trump looked at the female secretary Lisa with a confused look on his face: "What! You're not kidding."
"Mr. President, I hope it's just a joke, but this is really the case." Lisa, the female secretary, said with a sad face.
"Can't Professor Hall solve it? Let Microsoft CTO solve it." President Trump's expression changed and he said.
"We've already invited everyone, but they haven't found a solution yet. The situation is very serious." Lisa, the female secretary, said anxiously.
"Quickly, take me there quickly." President Trump's cheeks shook and he stood up.
Soon, female secretary Lisa hurried to a computer room with President Trump.
As soon as I walked into the computer room, the sound of "pop, pop" typing on the keyboard came in succession. The decoration of the calculation room was streamlined. There were several rows of computer desks in the nearly 100-square-meter hall, with more than 20 computers, and one Sitting in front of a computer were engineers in their 30s and 40s, top virus experts, and old professors with wrinkles on their faces... They were staring at the screen, brows furrowed, and beads of sweat on their foreheads busy as they worked.
"Who can tell what happened?" President Trump asked loudly after entering the room.
The "Ghost Operation" attempt failed. Instead of solving the problem, it caused a mess. It is still uncertain what negative impact it will have in the future. President Trump is already very worried. Now this kind of thing has happened again. Today is really terrible.
"Mr. President, this is a new type of virus, and we still can't find a way to crack it." An old professor stopped working and replied with a helpless face.
"When will this problem be solved? When will this problem be solved?" President Trump asked with a sullen face as he looked at the crowd.
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, but no one responded, and there was a silence.
"What's going on? Why is no one biting? Roberts, tell me, what's going on!" President Trump looked at the silent crowd, had a bad feeling, and directly asked Roberts by name.
"Mr. President, we have tried various methods but cannot decipher the kernel system of this virus. This is not an ordinary virus. It uses an algorithm and data structure that we don't know and locks all encrypted files." Roberts stood He stood up and introduced with an ugly expression.
"Yes, Mr. President, the data structure of this virus is very tight, as if it has intelligence, and any programmatic decoding method cannot be embedded at all."
"Yes! This virus is so unfamiliar that we can't find its loopholes at all."
"What's even more bizarre is its mode of transmission. Many of our official institutions have been affected. However, it has now stopped spreading, otherwise computers all over the world will suffer."
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As soon as Roberts finished speaking, engineers, virus experts, and computer professors all added to his words and continued to elaborate on its characteristics. For a moment, the scene became chaotic.
"Then, then, you can't solve it, can you? Even if I give you three days?" President Trump's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he asked angrily as he looked at everyone.
Hearing this, the heated discussion stopped abruptly. Everyone looked at President Trump with a look of shame on their faces.
"Why don't you speak again? Didn't you say something very fierce just now?" President Trump glanced at everyone's faces and said hatefully.
"Mr. President, this is a new system of source code virus. The source program is written in a new language. It is inserted into the source program before compilation and compiled together with the source program. It is very difficult to decipher. I am afraid there are only three Yue may not be able to crack it successfully." Roberts said with great frustration.
"Then what will happen? What will happen if this virus crisis cannot be solved?" President Trump looked at the crowd at a loss and asked.
"If this virus crisis cannot be overcome, our losses will be very heavy. About one billion documents will be lost, and there will be more than one million important documents involving military, security, medical, financial, diplomatic, etc. directly. The capital loss is probably more than 100 billion US dollars, and the longer it lasts, the more serious the loss will be. If it cannot be solved after three months, it is expected to cause losses of more than one trillion US dollars." An old professor stood up and replied with a heavy expression.
Hearing this, President Trump was stunned.
"Is there a way to find the creator of this virus? He must be found out as soon as possible, no matter the cost." If this crisis cannot be resolved, the losses will be too heavy. President Trump panicked and looked at everyone for help.
The scene fell into silence again, as quiet as death. Everyone either lowered their heads or stared at the screen blankly, without responding to President Trump's request for help. They had never seen the data structure of this virus. How could they? May know its maker.
"Mr. President, maybe I know who made it!" At this time, a voice behind President Trump suddenly sounded.
Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads and look at him. They couldn't help but be stunned. How could it be General John? He didn't understand computers, so how could he know the creator of this virus.
"General, who created the virus... could it be him!" President Trump looked at General John's stern face, and suddenly remembered something, and his face became very ugly in vain.
"Yes! He has extraordinary abilities in the field of artificial intelligence. Moreover, he was attacked not long ago. This virus should be his revenge." General John said with regret.
"Operation Ghost" was an action he single-handedly promoted. Now something went wrong. The other party's revenge was so sharp and incomprehensible that General John regretted it.
"Yes, it must be him!" President Trump said firmly with a fierce look in his eyes.