A big shot like this would normally not interfere in the admissions process, let alone lead freshmen around the campus in person.
This made Yu Jiang look at the student twice.
Um? Who are the students?
American universities are relatively free. Here you can often see nurseries specially prepared for pregnant students, and you can also see unshaven freshmen.
Therefore, it was difficult for Yujiang to tell who among the three people traveling with the dean was "Zawada".
The tall and thin white man next to him is definitely not it, because "Sawada" sounds like a Japanese surname. And Yu Jiang knew him. He was Thomas Sindora, the chairman of Sindora Company, an American IT industry giant.
And the middle-aged Asian woman who behaved a little restrained probably was not the same. She seemed to be very concerned about Thomas Sindora next to her in her movements. She was not the center of this group of people.
Then, there is only one last option left.
Yujiang turned his attention to the little boy who seemed the least likely.
Is he ten years old?
No. Is he eight years old?
At the age when a normal child is in elementary school, he can already enter the most famous institutions of higher learning? ?
Yu Jiang feels that geniuses are born every year, but this year there are especially many.
The thirteen-year-old MIT graduate student had already surprised him, and now, facts proved to him that there is no such thing as the best genius in the world, only more geniuses.
No wonder the dean of the Academy of Sciences has to personally receive such a talented child. Once he does not receive the correct guidance, it is easy for him to go astray. At least it's a waste of talent, but at worst it's harmful to the world.
Sawada Hiroki noticed Yujiang's gaze. He first looked in the direction of the gaze. After meeting Yujiang's gaze, he smiled and bowed to Yujiang.
Well, this is a very polite kid.
"Hiroki?" Thomas Sindora gently patted Sawada Hiroki's shoulder, reminding him to follow the dean's footsteps.
Sawada Hiroki obediently obeyed.
Thomas Sindora.
Any American who pays attention to the news knows him. He is a giant in the IT industry in the United States and even around the world. He is a frequent guest on the Forbes list and the target of presidential candidates.
But the deeper labels are only known to insiders.
Thomas Sindola's reputation in the industry is not good. His company is famous for its high-intensity overtime work. Employees are restricted by yin and yang contracts and find it difficult to stand up. The legal profession is also his canine, and it is impossible to win a lawsuit.
He was so close to this child prodigy named Sawada. Of course, it was impossible to help him out of good intentions because he appreciated the child's talent.
But no matter what Thomas Sindora is planning, it has nothing to do with Yu Jiang.
Yu Jiangcai didn't bother to bother with this thankless trouble.
He followed Sawada Hiroki and his party into the library.
Ian Smith's office is in a work area that is not open to the public. Yu Jiang sneaked in quietly while the staff was not paying attention.
Ian Smith sat alone in front of the computer in the literature room, humming and sorting out the literature.
Ian Smith didn't notice anything unusual until Yu Jiang stood less than half a meter behind him.
"Hello!"
Yu Jiang suddenly made a sound, which startled Ian Smith.
"Sorry sir, it's not allowed here..."
Ian Smith was about to dissuade this student who was most likely going the wrong way when he saw the man reaching out to him and saying friendly: "Hello, I am White who just came to the reference room to report today.
ah?
Ian Smith subconsciously held Yu Jiang's hand.
Then he suddenly came to his senses.
No, no one told him that a new person was coming today, and the data room was full of holes. What would he do when the new person came?
"Sorry, I think..." Ian Smith was about to ask for confirmation, when suddenly he felt dizzy.
After that, there is no more.
Yu Jiang stood in front of Ian Smith, who had lost his breath and fell to the ground unconscious, and expressionlessly tore off the film on his palm.
After stuffing the medicine-stained film into a sealed bag, Yu Jiang sat down at the computer desk and started to create a new document to write a suicide note.
He doesn't like trouble, so he won't pass up any opportunity to fake suicide.
Only cases that have been closed with solid evidence will not pose any risk to him.
"The computer has special anti-theft software. You cannot enter the workbench without unlocking the real password." A little boy's voice sounded behind Yu Jiang,
"If that person wants to commit suicide, he will habitually open the workbench to edit files. Leaving a suicide note in the public interface is very suspicious and not the style of people like them."
Seeing Yu Jiang looking towards him, Hiroki added: "If you are willing, I can help."
Yujiang found it interesting.
He had actually heard the movement behind him a long time ago. He originally wanted to see which unlucky guy without eyes would be the second person he killed at MIT, but unexpectedly the person who came was the prodigy from before.
No wonder the footsteps sounded a little weird.
"Why do you want to help me?" Yu Jiang asked.
Hiroki Sawada's answer was very calm: "Because I saw you killing people. If you don't take the initiative to show your kindness, maybe you will kill me."
"I don't need your help. No, it should be said that your death is the greatest help to me." Yu Jiang said this deliberately to scare him.
It can be seen that the little boy is a little scared in his heart, but he is stubborn and refuses to show his fearful expression: "It is more beneficial to you that I am alive. I will soon become Thomas Sindora's stepson and the future CEO of Sindora Company. Heir, I am also proficient in computers. Next time you encounter this situation, I can provide you with a more thorough plan. For example, you should use the Caesar cipher for this suicide note. The police like challenging cases..."
Sawada Hiroki talked about a lot of benefits eloquently, for fear that he would lose his life by underestimating his own value.
Yujiang found this child really interesting.
Most prodigies whose talents are discovered too early tend to lose their childishness, but Hiroki still retains a bit of innocence and simplicity. He knows how to use his own advantages and will grasp the key points to ensure survival as much as possible.
"Okay." Yujiang raised his hand to stop Hiroki's tirade and gave up his seat in front of the computer, "You do it."
Hiroki Sawada quickly seized the opportunity and solved the password problem in three attempts.
Then he asked Yu Jiang sincerely: "Is there really no need for encryption? In addition to the Caesar cipher, it is more secure to use a fixed string of numbers as the number of ciphertext to move backwards."
"No, you can leave after editing the suicide note."
"Really?!" Hiroki Sawada looked happy, but then he became nervous again and asked timidly, "You didn't do anything secretly, did you?"
Yu Jiang raised his eyebrows: "What, you don't want to leave? If you don't want to leave, let's talk again?"
"Thank you, brother. I'll leave now. I wish you good luck in your work." Hiroki Sawada bowed deeply to Yujiang and then fled the scene of the crime.
Ikue was not so kind. The reason why he let Hiroki Sawada go was just because he used a fake face that didn't exist at all. Even if Hiroki Sawada calls the police, the police can't come close to this non-existent murderer.
However, if he knew that Sawada Hiroki called the police, he wouldn't mind killing one more person.
