The office configuration of this bank is quite complete. Not only is there a temporary bedroom for the night shift, but there is also a bathroom.
After dinner, Meng Fei took a shower and returned to the office.
He hadn't expected to stay in the office overnight, so he didn't bring a change of clothes and put on the clothes he had already worn.
It's winter now, and I might be able to handle it without changing clothes for a day or two.
The huge, empty, dark office with only a few power lights everywhere seemed a bit scary.
He flipped the light switch at the entrance. With a banging sound, the long office was like a huge light strip, lighting up section by section.
There is no distinction between day and night in the office. It feels much better when the lights are on.
But there was no one except him in the entire office with more than 300 workstations, and the atmosphere seemed a bit strange.
But Meng Fei is not worried about safety here.
This is a bank. Although this is not a vault filled with banknotes and gold bricks, it is the entrance to many bank confidential data, and the security is equally tight.
Security guards with guns are stationed at all entrances on each floor of the entire building, and no one is allowed to pass through at night.
A life monitoring system is also installed in the office area, which will sound an alarm if any living warm-blooded animal enters the office.
Not only can this catch people, they will also use it to catch mice.
He had already registered with the security office for night duty, so he was excluded. So he is the only one who can stay in the office tonight.
This is much safer than his farmhouse on the mountainside of Dingshan.
He looked at everyone's workstation one by one.
After all, the work station is a place where one-third of life is consumed every day, and everyone has a different style.
Some people's workstations are piled with professional books, while others are full of unpacked debris. Some have clean workstations, while others have succulents, puppets, figurines or photos.
Only computers are indispensable to everyone.
All computers are on. These work computers never shut down in the first place. The security system will automatically perform some scanning, backup and upgrade work in the middle of the night when no one is around.
Login to these computers requires a username and password. Meng Fei has the administrator password he got from the bank and can log in to any computer at will.
But he doesn't have to.
"scanning!"
The goal of his scan is the source of all executable code, analyzing the possible behaviors of the code, and all traces left by these behaviors.
When encountering this problem, even with the strongest BUG system, he still needs to spend some time thinking. Because this is not scanning for bugs.
He wanted to scan all the code on this machine for what it could do and the traces of what it actually did.
For example, if some code has the ability to modify the security system, and the security system actually leaves traces of modification, then the problem has been found.
On the other hand, assuming there is nothing, then his efforts are in vain.
This is harder than finding bugs or simply comparing DNA mutations. There is too much logic to cover.
Fortunately, the most powerful BUG system was simply the most powerful supercomputer he had ever seen. Driven by the surging computing power, countless instructions flowed through his mind like a torrential river.
Logically speaking, Xiao Han's computer is the most suspect. But he didn't start with that computer. Because he secretly scanned the computer in the afternoon.
The whole thing is clean. Xiao Han, a good boy, really didn't do any personal things when he was at work, and he didn't even open a news website.
But others are different.
Although the software on the computers here is subject to various restrictions on installation and blocking, the office workers have still found a way to do it.
Some people secretly read novels at work, some play web games because they are brothers, and some even open Xiaohuang.com.
Since cell phones are prohibited here, they all tried their best. Fortunately, these small actions did not seem to lead to data leaks.
The security system developed by Liu Gang and others is very powerful. Even if you connect to a less reliable website, the possibility of being planted with a Trojan horse is still very slim.
After scanning dozens of computers, Meng Fei felt a little dizzy. He sat on an office chair and closed his eyes to take a rest, when he suddenly heard a slight sound.
"Click, click, click..."
His eyes shot open.
The sound disappeared.
It was a sound he was all too familiar with, the sound of a mouse clicking. WOC, there is obviously no one here except him, why would anyone click the mouse?
Is there a ghost?
In fact, he was more likely to have heard wrongly. Analyzing these computers is quite system-intensive. Maybe it's backlash again? Did it come back to the point where you had auditory hallucinations?
He closed his eyes again, intending to take a good rest.
"Click, click, click..."
here we go again!
This time he didn't open his eyes. Since you can fight hard without opening my eyes, let me listen carefully, where does the sound come from?
But this office space is too big. Although it was a night where you could hear a pin drop, it was difficult to identify the source of the sound.
When he determined that the sound came from a certain direction, he always had a vague feeling that the completely opposite direction also made perfect sense.
No matter, you can exclude them one by one.
Meng Fei suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, running in a certain direction.
I want to take a look, how can I click the mouse on my own when no one is there?
Of course he was not looking at the mouse or keyboard. It was hard to tell whether the thing had been moved or struck.
He was looking to see if the screen lit up.
Because these machines automatically turn off the display soon after entering power saving mode, the screen is all black.
If someone moves the mouse or types on the keyboard, the screen will light up immediately.
Unfortunately, after he ran over, all he saw was a row of quiet, unoperated computers, all with black screens.
Meng Fei really suspected that he had seen a ghost.
He thought rationally. With his amazing hand speed of secretly reading novels at work and turning off the monitor decisively before his boss appeared, he could quickly turn off the monitor before he ran over.
But who is operating it? If anyone other than him had been in the office, the office would have called the police.
No one even opened the office door. It would be impossible to open the door without making any noise.
Ability?
If there are special powers, such as invisibility...or silent space travel, or simply creating hallucinations, etc., it is entirely possible to create such an effect.
But for a person with supernatural powers, why would he come here to click the mouse and type the keyboard? Scared me? Come out and do it if you have the guts! Just beat me up and ask for the file key.
Meng Fei sat on the chair, pushing himself with his feet and sliding quickly on the ground with the help of the wheels on the chair.
Soon he arrived at the window.
The so-called windows in office buildings are walls. The entire building's exterior is entirely made of glass. In front of him was the center of the sleeping city. The rows of buildings are like server cabinets with flashing signal lights.
Thick metal beams ran across the glass windows, like window sills. Meng Fei lay on the "window sill" and pretended to fall asleep.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the glass window.
What he was looking at was not the window, but the scene inside the office reflected in the glass window.
Because the office is much brighter than outside, the glass window now looks like a dark mirror.
From here he could see a whole row of computers. The third group was the row where he and Xiao Han sat.
He was quite certain that the sound of the mouse and keyboard he just heard came from this row.
He may not be able to see the subtle movements of the mouse and keyboard in the reflection. But among the entire row of black screens, he could still see which one was lit!
