"Finally able to be independent."
In the end, Huang Ji got on the train to Shanghai.
Although the school started in September, Fan Lingli and Zheng Xuan had to go back to work within this week, so on April 20th, the three of them took a car to Shanghai.
Since they were going to school, it was better to get used to life in YC City as soon as possible. They thought that Huang Ji might not understand some basic social knowledge, so they planned to let him live in Shanghai for four months to get familiar with it.
Of course, Huang Ji agreed with both hands. He didn't come to school in the first place, he just wanted to get out.
"Let Huang Ji live with you, you are usually so free, teach him more." Fan Lingli said.
"This..." Zheng Xuan was a little embarrassed. His real occupation was a hacker. Although Huang Ji was slightly mentally handicapped, he still felt that it was inconvenient to live with him.
"Let's rent another house for him."
Fan Lingli shook her head and said, "What? I promised his grandfather to take good care of him, but now I don't want to take care of him anymore?"
"Can't we just rent the right door? I promise to take good care of him." Zheng Xuan wondered.
Fan Lingli squinted her eyes and said, "What's the matter? It's not like I haven't been to your room before, and there is a baby? Or, you want to bring other women to your room to play, afraid that he will be inconvenient?"
"How can it be, isn't it because my room is too small? Forget it, I won't talk about it, just let him leave it to me!" Zheng Xuan said.
"His grandfather entrusted us with the people and the money, so you should take care of him!" Fan Lingli said.
"Don't worry." Zheng Xuan patted his chest and said.
Fan Lingli nodded. She is usually busy with work, but Zheng Xuan's work is more leisurely and has a lot of rest time, so it is best for Huang Ji to entrust him during this time.
Seeing that Zheng Xuan promised to take care of her, she was relieved.
When they arrived in Shanghai, the two took Huang Ji to have a meal, and then led him to buy a mobile phone and various daily necessities.
After that, Zheng Xuan took him home.
As soon as Zheng Xuan went back, he called the landlord and rented a room for Huang Ji at the opposite door.
In this way, he and Huang Ji live separately, and each has its own private space.
He didn't explain his behavior, but Huang Ji also felt like a mirror in his heart.
It's nothing more than when you do something, you don't want to be seen by others. Zheng Xuan has his own secrets, so why not Huang Ji? It happened to be so happy.
"Did you notice the 'private kitchen' downstairs? I usually ask someone to deliver the food, and you can do it too, just charge my account. But you'd better not run around, and go straight to the restaurant at meal time." Just go to my room and eat together."
Zheng Xuan was nagging, and Huang Ji said after listening, "I saw a Xinhua Bookstore when I came up, and I want to read books."
"Okay, I'll accompany you." Zheng Xuan led him downstairs.
This apartment is just across the street, surrounded by restaurants, bookstores and supermarkets.
When the two arrived at the bookstore, Huang Ji picked out "One Hundred Thousand Whys" and read it.
Zheng Xuan smiled, took out a book on economics and read it.
But half an hour later, he lost his patience. When he looked at Huang Ji again, he didn't move, as if he was completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge.
"It's not a lack of concentration, its patience is just better than ordinary people." Zheng Xuan thought to himself, of course, it cannot be ruled out that Huang Ji is in a daze...
Zheng Xuan looked around and paced back and forth, but he lost his concentration.
He was very impatient, but he couldn't bear to urge Huang Ji, so he just said: "Buy all the books you like to read and go back to read."
Seeing this, Huang Ji smiled and said, "I don't know what I like..."
"Brother Xuan, go and get busy, I can do it by myself."
Seeing that he said this, and he was so obedient, he didn't seem like someone who would run around, Zheng Xuan thought for a while and nodded, "Then I'll go upstairs first, remember to come back at dinner time, forget it, I'll come down and find you."
Huang Ji nodded, Zheng Xuan gave a few more instructions and left.
Watching Zheng Xuan go back to the apartment, Huang Ji put down the book and left the bookstore.
He walked to the subway station, checked the subway map, bought a ticket and got on the train in one go.
Even after beating Zheng Xuan to death, Huang Ji would just take the subway and leave.
Modu mail distribution transfer station.
Huang Ji needs to confirm whether his money has been sent.
Before setting off from his hometown, Huang Ji sent the box ahead of time after some tricks, and the address was the home of a friend of Zheng Xuan.
Of course, Huang Ji would not let the three million be sent to a stranger's home.
He just needs to pick it up with his ID card before the package is delivered.
But even if you miss it, it doesn’t matter. Zheng Xuan’s friend’s ID number doesn’t match, so he can’t get the box. In the end, the package will be sent back, and he will still stay at the transfer station for a while, and he will have another chance .
What Huang Ji had to do at this moment was to go directly to the transfer station to get the money before it was delivered to the designated place.
"It's so fast, it's already here."
After Huang Ji was sure that his package had arrived, he immediately took it away.
It was too troublesome for him to take away the seventy-jin box, so Huang Ji directly hailed a taxi to transport it.
Of course, he didn't send Zheng Xuan back to the apartment where Zheng Xuan lived, but went to a high-rise apartment in the eastern suburbs of Shanghai, where he had already made an appointment with the landlord to inspect the apartment in advance.
Huang Ji had no intention of saving money at all, so he used cash to rent a house with four bedrooms and two living rooms.
Inside the house, he opened the box and took out 200,000 yuan, put it in his backpack, and started shopping nearby.
It is mainly a computer. Through Zheng Xuan, Huang Ji has learned that this thing is extremely useful, and now is the era of the Internet.
He bought a computer with exactly the same configuration as the one at Zheng Xuan's house, activated the optical fiber, and equipped it with a multi-function printer.
After seeing off the little brother who helped install the printer, Huang Ji looked at the computer with a smile.
"Sure enough, there is still a difference between theory and practice..."
Huang Ji sat in front of the computer with great interest, operating the mouse with a stiff hand.
He had never touched this thing before, and although he already had a basic understanding of computers through Zheng Xuan, he still looked like a novice when actually using them.
"Through the browser, I can access thousands of portals, and I can also retrieve what I need under the powerful search engine. Awesome..."
Huang Ji, like all those who experience the Internet for the first time, browses with novelty and excitement.
He doesn't want to let go of news feeds, other people's remarks, and any words that interest him.
For Huang Ji, what is even more unique is that he can see through the huge amount of behind-the-scenes information carried under the surface information on the Internet!
"Hiss, too much information..."
After a little deeper perception, Huang Ji felt dizzy, and quickly blocked most of it again.
"See what you're interested in and explore further."
Huang Ji opened Du Niang, typed one pinyin after another, and searched for 'alien'.
However, what is retrieved is either movies, company names, or electronic products.
He couldn't find what he wanted to see. After thinking about it, Huang Ji marked the 'moon' behind the aliens.
Now some real things about reality have finally come out, such as 'there are aliens on the back of the moon', 'UFOs have been seen on the moon in the United States', and 'there are bases on the back of the moon with alien spaceships parked'.
All kinds of UFO enthusiasts are talking about this in their respective forums or post bars.
Huang Ji looked at it with great interest, these were all very novel things, he had never seen them before.
"It turns out that there are so many people like me who believe in aliens. They don't have my ability, but they can directly confirm the existence of aliens from clues."
"Aliens have always been with us? Yes, he is absolutely right!"
"Is there an alien base on the moon? Although it is not on the surface, I know it is inside, but there may have been one on the surface. Have the astronauts from the US seen it? But...why the school never mentioned this kind of thing... "
Huang Ji quickly found the host who posted the remarks on the post bar, and looked at his ID.
"Nami Kryptonite?"
Huang Ji blinked, and immediately information about this ID flooded into his brain.
Registration place and ID card used, current I address, login account, previous password, utility password...
Even whether you are online, what posts you have posted, what you have viewed, all the login times, and all the read, unread, retained, and deleted content in private messages...
It is worth mentioning that these are real information, regardless of whether the website server has records.
Whether it is a deleted post or not, Huang Ji can perceive it. Even the website company can't find the content. Pole can be retrieved in the information!
Even Huang Ji knew that this person was surfing the Internet at a place called Xingzuan Internet Café in Jinmen... taking machine number 112 with a balance of 15 yuan.
In fact, this friend named 'Nami Kryptonian' didn't register an account with his real ID card at all, but found someone else's ID number on the Internet.
When Huang Ji perceives his real identity, he can find out that the other party's ID card used for registration does not match the 'real account owner' at all.
"The information I perceive exists in the dark...or is it the content of the universe itself? There is no need for any physical carrier to store it..."
"He didn't register with his real identity at all, but I can find it... If I am a security expert, all the hackers in the world can go to jail..."
Huang Ji knew about the work of hackers by perceiving Zheng Xuan, at least Zheng Xuan, he once hacked into the private computer of the president of Wall Street Securities Company on Wall Street in the United States, and got evidence of the other party's "financial fraud", saying, "I Zheng Xuan easily extorted a million dollars with the threat of being very familiar with FI.
That's how he got the money in his Morgan bank account in the United States. Of course, it also depends on the timing, because it is not clean, so the so-called Wall Street tycoon chose to spend money to eliminate the disaster, and did not dare to investigate further. He only investigated the blackmailing hacker symbolically.
After all, it is only one million. If FI is allowed to obtain criminal evidence and sue, the lawyer's fee will be more than one million. If he is convicted, the fine will be 50 times that, and he will also go to jail.
So I have to say that with the technology in hand, it is too easy to make money.
Of course, Zheng Xuan didn't take it out, and the annual interest is enough for him to live a life of looking like an ordinary person in Shanghai.
The premise of all this is based on technology, without strong skills, a fat sheep is also a wolf.
Now, Huang Ji went online for the first time, just by looking at someone else's account, he could know his real identity, and even know where the other person is online...
Through any online account of a person, as long as he is online, he can know the address of the other party's Internet access, even if he is not online, he can also know the address of his last login...
I'm afraid this is not limited to normal accounts, but probably also includes the anonymous marks left by hackers.
Take ten thousand steps back, even if the hacker leaves nothing behind, as long as he sends even a word or even a letter through the Internet for him to see.
Huang Ji knows who sent this message...
There is no doubt that he realized that he was the nemesis of all hackers.
Internet anonymity? Information masquerading? Clear traces? Springboard broiler? All meaningless.
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