Limited Ambiguity

Chapter 14

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After returning home from school in the evening, Qi Yan went straight upstairs to take a shower.

Without turning on the lights, Lu Fenghan sat on the sofa with his long legs lazily spread out, casually tossing the small oval stone that Qi Yan had just picked up from the roadside in his hand.

After tossing it a few times, he held the cold stone in his palm and dialed Vincent's communication.

The communication was connected quickly.

"command?"

Hearing Vincent's name, he knew that there was no one around him, so it was convenient to talk. Lu Fenghan went straight to the point without any reservation: "Can you hack into Turan's internal system? You don't need to do anything else, just find a piece of information in a certain optical computer."

Vincent was silent for several seconds before asking, "Commander, what kind of good impression did I leave on you that made you think I had the ability to hack into Turan's internal network?"

Lu Fenghan: "No?"

"Of course not! Although it is a matter of dignity for a man to admit that he is not good enough, this is really not okay!"

Vincent quickly gave Lu Fenghan a brief introduction, "You know, I used to study intelligence gathering at the First Military Academy. At that time, there were often actual combat simulations of invading the star network. Good rabbits only eat grass near their nests. Turan is just across the river, so it would be a waste not to eat it. Of course, everyone likes to visit Turan's intranet whenever they have time, and from time to time they give Turan defensive advice for a fee."

"Later, the people of Turan might have been annoyed by our frequent visits and extortion of money - I said, it is important to grasp the right balance!"

After he sighed, he continued, "When Turan got annoyed and had money, he asked someone to redesign the firewall for the intranet. This wall is really solid. From then on, I, the intelligence search major of the First Military Academy, had to bear the pain and tears and disappear from Turan!"

Lu Fenghan hit the nail on the head: "It's not true that you only eat grass near your nest, but it's true that you see Turan is generous with money, right?"

Vincent tried to save his dignity: "Commander, you can't say that. This is mutually beneficial. After all, the vulnerabilities we found that need to be fixed are all critical. Turan is a big tree that attracts the wind. The internal network will be attacked nine or ten times a day."

Lu Fenghan confirmed again: "Really can't get in?"

Vincent confirmed: "I really can't get in. The person who built the firewall is too skilled." He was puzzled again, "Commander, what are you looking for?"

Lu Fenghan gave a brief account of the news he had heard today. "A month ago, Dyson's death coincided with the great defeat at the front. Weiss, whom he brought to the front, became the acting commander-in-chief. Obviously, we were not the only ones who noticed this."

"You mean, someone noticed something fishy and secretly got the data of the hover car and is investigating it in secret. After confirming that it was murder, they found that he was too deeply involved, so they asked Teacher Turan to delete all the data and pretend that nothing happened?"

After Vincent finished speaking, he said sarcastically, "It is really impressive for an expeditionary force where everyone is not sure whether they can survive until tomorrow to have so many forces calculating against them."

Lu Fenghan's eyes were like a frosted blade, and he tossed the stone in his hand again.

Vincent couldn't help but say, "The guns on the front line are pointed at the rebels. Everyone is just using themselves as shields to protect the stars behind them. Leto's gang, on the other hand, are smiling while pointing their guns at the people around them. Commander, when you go back to the front line, remember to take me with you. Leto is a very tiring place. If you stay there for too long, you will shorten your life."

"Wait." Lu Fenghan waited for him to finish complaining, then stopped talking, "Let's not talk about it for now."

As the call was hung up, footsteps were heard coming from the stairs, and then the lights downstairs were turned on.

Qi Yan had just taken a shower and walked over wrapped in a loose silk robe. He was tall and thin, with slender shoulders, and the skin on his neck was moisturized by the light.

Lu Fenghan frowned: "What's wrong with your neck?"

There was a red streak on the side of Qi Yan’s neck, which was particularly eye-catching.

After comparing the locations, "It was at school that the leaves were—"

Neither "scrape" nor "scratch" is appropriate. Obviously, the edge of the leaf is not that sharp. Lu Fenghan had to settle for the next best thing, "Was it rubbed by the leaf?"

It’s been so long and it’s still not healed

Are those leaves poisonous

Qi Yan handed over the healing gel in his hand: "You need to apply some medicine. It's itchy."

Lu Fenghan walked closer and applied the transparent healing gel on it, and smelled a light vapor at the tip of his nose.

It seemed like he was just casually asking, "Who applied the medicine to you before?"

Qi Yan tilted his head slightly and replied, "Nanny robot."

Not grandparents, nor anyone else, but, has always been taken care of by a nanny robot

Lu Fenghan naturally followed up with the question: "Then why don't you have a nanny robot at home?"

"It's not safe." Qi Yan waited for Lu Fenghan to withdraw his hand and fixed his loose collar, "And you are here."

Hearing the matter-of-factness in the words, Lu Fenghan was not displeased, but smiled and said, "That's not wrong."

After applying the medicine, Qi Yan did not leave immediately. He asked Lu Fenghan very directly: "If you want to enter Turan's internal network, I can."

Lu Fenghan's eyes darkened slightly.

It doesn't feel good to have your purpose revealed.

His expression did not change, and it was impossible to tell what Lu Fenghan was thinking in these few brief seconds. He only replied: "Thank you in advance."

The two of them went to the optical computer in the study.

Seeing Qi Yan methodically turning on the machine and inputting a series of commands, countless pages flashed before his eyes. Lu Fenghan leaned on the edge of the table, his eyes fell on Qi Yan's white hair, and he mentioned casually: "The man who came last time was called Vincent. He used to study intelligence gathering at the First Military Academy. He said that the firewall that Turan rebuilt was very solid, and he couldn't get in."

Qi Yan's fingers paused as he was typing the command. He didn't expect Lu Fenghan to mention Vincent.

He replied: "The person who designed this firewall is called August. He told me where the backdoor he left in the program is."

August

Judging from their tone, they seem to have a good relationship.

For no reason, Lu Fenghan developed a sense of hostility towards this person whose name he only knew, and he pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "Someone you know?"

At this time, Qi Yan had entered Turan's intranet through the backdoor left behind, and successfully logged into Tilia's optical computer.

He answered Lu Fenghan: "Yeah."

After thinking for a while, he added four more words, "A defeated general."

The slight bit of hostility Lu Fenghan had before disappeared completely in an instant.

He was just a defeated general.

"Tilia has cleared all the data, but it can all be restored." Qi Yan copied the data and exited from Turan's intranet.

I read it quickly: "Tilia tested the entire autonomous driving system of the hovercraft and found signs of intrusion three days before the accident."

Qi Yan highlighted a section of abnormal data and told Lu Fenghan, "Here, this implanted micro-program is called 'lead'. It is very hidden and cannot be found by conventional tests. Tilia's professional level should be very good."

"Fuse?" Lu Fenghan rested his right hand on the edge of the table and his left hand on the back of Qi Yan's chair. He leaned over and took a closer look at the data marked by Qi Yan. "What is the function?"

The light from the display screen reflected on his face, making his facial features look deeper and more fierce in the light and dark.

Because of this posture, Lu Fenghan was too close, and Qi Yan curled his fingers. After two seconds, he answered: "The 'lead' originally came from the rebels, and was used by the rebels to snipe people on the blacklist. Once the autopilot system is implanted, the rebels can completely control the car at any time and any place, and fake the murder as an ordinary hover car accident."

"Will it not be discovered easily?" Lu Fenghan turned his head and looked at Qi Yan.

Too close.

Qi Yan avoided Lu Fenghan's gaze and looked at the screen: "Yes. In order to prevent it from being cracked by the alliance, the 'fuse' has been in the hands of the rebels and has not been leaked."

This means that the accident involving Dyson’s hovercraft was caused by the rebels.

Suppose that Dyson was the one who provided the rebels with the jump point coordinates on the front line.

But, there is no evidence.

Moreover, if Dyson is the traitor, then what role does Weiss, who has become the acting commander-in-chief of the front line and led the expeditionary force to retreat to Turin and ceded twenty-three planets to the rebels as soon as he took office, play

Could it be possible that Dyson was not a traitor, but was silenced because he knew some secrets that he shouldn't know

Seeing Lu Fenghan lowering his eyes in thought, Qi Yan sat and waited. After a while, he couldn't help but said, "I'm going to sleep."

Lu Fenghan hadn't fully recovered yet: "So early? But it's okay, early to bed and early to rise is good for your health."

Qi Yan’s half body was covered by Lu Fenghan’s figure, and if he moved, the two would touch each other.

He had to remind: "Get out of the way first."

"What?" Lu Fenghan came back to his senses and realized that his arms resting on the table and his hands loosely resting on the back of the chair formed a semicircle, holding Qi Yan.

Qi Yan was like a little animal, trapped in the middle, feeling quite restless.

Lu Fenghan then stood up straight: "Are you going to sleep?"

"Well, I went to bed too late last night, and I'm sleepy."

His eyes swept across Qi Yan's neck, and seeing that the red mark had faded, Lu Fenghan replied, "Okay, I'll wake you up tomorrow."

There was a public class on the 6th, and the large classroom, which could accommodate hundreds of people, was packed.

Qi Yan found his seat according to the seat number received on his personal terminal and sat down with Lu Fenghan.

Xia Zhiyang and Chen Mingxuan were sitting in the front. When they saw Qi Yan coming, they turned around and greeted him with full energy: "Good morning!"

Qi Yan had just taken the medicine and was feeling listless and had no energy. He only responded briefly.

Xia Zhiyang saw it and asked Lu Fenghan: "Is Qi Yan sick?"

Lu Fenghan made up a perfunctory excuse: "He didn't sleep well last night."

Qi Yan glanced at Lu Fenghan secretly—he had clearly gone to bed at eleven o'clock last night.

Xia Zhiyang always subconsciously believed what Lu Fenghan said. He stopped chatting with Qi Yan and went aside to play games with Chen Mingxuan.

The class hadn't started yet and there was some noise in the classroom. Qi Yan rested his chin on his hand and heard someone calling his name. He turned around and saw a boy with black hair and single eyelids standing beside him.

Qi Yan was still a little slow to react: "You called me?"

"My name is Mondrian." The man introduced himself first, and then without wasting a second, "I spent a few days deconstructing your PVC93 model and roughly understood your architectural ideas.

You abandoned the idea of focusing on noise reduction in the RN3 model to lose some low-quality data and thus improve the accuracy of data mining. Instead, you used PVC as the basic logic, emphasizing the intrinsic correlation between data, and used this method to improve the speed and accuracy of mining.

But I don’t understand how you managed to make PVC more concise and even make it run on a small optical computer?”

Qi Yan thought about it and felt that it was too short to explain clearly, so he suggested: "Can you tell me your personal terminal number? I will send you my simplified PVC process. You can take a look and ask questions if you don't understand."

"Is it okay? Thank you!" Mondrian did not hide his surprise. He originally thought that Qi Yan's attitude would be as cold as he looked. He was even mentally prepared to ask a few more times.

After Mondrian left after exchanging terminal numbers, Xia Zhiyang turned around again and couldn't help sighing: "That man is called Mondrian, and he is in the same grade as us. He applied for two patents in his first grade, which shocked mortals like me! It is said that his parents are both scientific researchers, and their names are on the blacklist. They were assassinated by the rebels a few years ago. But Mondrian is very determined and said that no matter what happens, he will continue to do scientific research."

Qi Yan nodded, remembering the look in Mondrian's eyes when he talked about the PVC93 model - very bright.

Xia Zhiyang mentioned the blacklist and boasted: "Speaking of which, in recent years, the one who has open-sourced the most tool model programs is me, God Y!" He was full of fighting spirit again, "If I make something in the future, I will also choose to open source it!"

Pray for encouragement: "Come on."

Chen Mingxuan, who was addicted to playing games, said: "You can take the first step first - get two fewer Cs in the exam."

The next morning, the weather was gloomy and it rained all the time.

The personal terminal has the function of an air flow umbrella, which can completely isolate the rain when people walk into the rain.

Qi Yan liked the moist moisture on rainy days, so Lu Fenghan had to hold up a big black umbrella and protect Qi Yan as they walked for a while in the rain.

Halfway through, Lu Fenghan reminded him: "Qi Yan, you forgot to take your medicine today."

He previously thought that Qi Yan just forgot about it temporarily. But now he guessed that Qi Yan didn't just forget about taking the medicine.

"I have taken the medicine." Qi Yan described the scene in detail. "After I finished eating the bread, I asked you to bring the medicine bottle to me. When you took the medicine, you also brought me a glass of water. After I swallowed the medicine, there was still one third of water left in the glass."

Raindrops splashed on the ground, the sound of rain was rustling all around, and the scenery in the distance became blurry.

Lu Fenghan held the umbrella handle, looked at Qi Yan, and pointed out: "I didn't give you medicine or water this morning."

Qi Yan blinked slowly.

In this memory of his, Lu Fenghan was wearing the same white shirt as he is now, which made him not suspicious.

So, is this memory false again

"So you remembered it wrong. Let's go. We're going to be late." Lu Fenghan didn't say anything else. He just tilted the umbrella towards Qi Yan and didn't care that the sleeve of his left arm was stained with rain.

Under the umbrella, Qi Yan looked at him and asked, "Did you bring the medicine?"

"Well, I was afraid you would forget, so I put two doses in the car for you to eat later." Lu Fenghan sighed in his heart, and then said, "There is also a water cup, don't worry."