"Before Sailor offered help, Yongchuan Jin had already used the organization as a springboard to find the information he wanted, although he was later pursued by hackers from their network department."
Tianyu Zehui reports.
The person in front of Tian Yuze was Fujino Ichiro, the leader of their group. He rubbed his temples with his hands and looked very tired. Fujino asked:
"Can you locate the coordinates of the location where the bloody video was shot?"
"It's still being decoded, but it's getting faster. Sailor still played a role, speeding up our positioning of the opponent, but he refused to reveal more information."
Tian Yuze recalled Sailor’s message when he contacted them:
[I'm really sorry. Island is just a product of my own entertainment. It's a pity that it has been taken advantage of by someone with good intentions. 】
【I can't stop this from happening. 】
[Only now can I make an initial free choice. Based on the original framework, island users have been spread all over the world, so I have contacted the corresponding institutions in various countries, hoping to make up for it as much as possible. 】
What really puts Tian Yuze and Yongchuan Jin to shame is the cognitive dislocation naturally revealed in sailor's words:
His dark network, which left the entire police force helpless and could only rely on the organization's information to enter, was just a product of his own entertainment; moreover, contacting the corresponding agencies in various countries seemed to be just a matter of words.
At the same time, sailor does not seem to be free.
This information has been compiled and handed over to Mr. Fujino, so Tian Yuze did not let his thoughts get too indulged in it.
"That would be great." Mr. Fujino smiled, "If it weren't for our excellent network technology, this case might have been assigned to Team Zero again."
Tian Yuze was slightly embarrassed. He felt that he shouldn't be here, or should pretend not to hear the complaint.
After all, he joined the Ministry of Public Security not long ago, and Tian Yuze didn't know much about the gossip secrets of their group, but he heard from Susumu Nagakawa that Mr. Fujino had always wanted to join the zero group in his early years. But it's normal. People go to higher places and water flows to lower places.
Now that we have beaten Team Zero in this task, this achievement is worthy of celebration.
"Sorry, I was distracted." Fortunately, Fujino Ichiro responded by himself, "After the address is revealed, contact Waseda Toshiyuki and ask him to organize a field force. We are about to start taking action."
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Belmod arrived 20 minutes late, and it was Kashasha who brought her in. By the way, Kashasha naturally acted like this place was his home.
"Is the person still alive?"
"Don't worry, you're alive."
Kawakami replied lazily. He had not yet taken off Yoko Fukaya's makeup, so the girlish appearance paired with a male voice was slightly funny.
"Did you bring the lemon candies?"
Belmod twitched the corner of his mouth and silently handed the paper bag in his hand to Tsumugi Kawakami, who happily opened the bag and ate it.
She then entered the torture chamber used by the masked man and Kawakami Tsumugi.
The masked man is hung on an iron cross.
It only lasted 20 minutes, and no matter how hard Kashasha practiced his torture techniques, he could still achieve his goals. But it still made Belmode, who was used to seeing this, feel psychologically uncomfortable.
If he is like this, he will probably not survive until that time if he is brought back to the organization for interrogation. Belmode could only ask for information on the spot - I guess that Kashaxia guy had already asked it once.
I don’t know how much Kashasha learned. Belmod knew that if Kashasha was asked to help with the mission, he had to be prepared for such a situation.
Belmode gave the mission target a shot in the arm.
"Ryosuke Yayama, can you hear me?" She called the other person's name to attract the masked man's attention. "Do you know the true identity of Sailor, the builder of the dark web?"
This is also the reason why the organization focuses on Ryosuke Yayama.
Although they are colleagues, they have no idea of building a dark world order and fighting ineffective crimes. As long as it doesn't offend the organization, whatever they do has nothing to do with them.
However, when dealing with customers, Ryosuke Hachiyama once claimed that he knew Sailor's true identity.
The organization's port wine accidentally obtained their transaction records while performing another task. Further investigation revealed that the credibility of the news was quite high.
Hence this mission.
Hachiyama Ryosuke's lips murmured, his eyes were distracted, and he looked like he had been trained by Kashasha. He said the answer that Bermod wanted without much concealment:
"Sindora...Sindora Company..."
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【Sindora Company】
Port Wine looked at the answer from Belmod and felt no emotion in his heart...
Wait, Sindora? !
He suddenly jumped up from the office chair, and the little yellow duck on the table was knocked to the ground, and fell into the takeout box that was still missing, splashing some port wine soup.
"What's wrong, Rainy?" Hearing the voice, other members of the network department asked, "Is there a bug in the program?"
"It's nothing," Port said. "It's your program that has the bug."
"That's fine. Don't forget, Rainy, you lost again in the last card game, so you also get the takeaway tonight."
"You've just finished lunch and you're worrying about dinner? You're too good at eating," another young man with disheveled hair interjected.
Then the hackers started arguing, and Port rolled his eyes.
He single-handedly brought up these brats in the Internet Department. He had nothing in his mind except who would get the takeout, how to write programs, and how to cheat in card games. If you tell them that the organization suspects that they have mastered Sailor's true identity...
They might run to Sindora Company in country A overnight like runaway huskies to watch.
Porter closed the message pop-up window and continued to study the code of the dark web island. Just in the past few days, island has recruited many old opponents who have played against each other many times, and they are all from the official camp.
According to Rum's information, they were personally invited by the founder Sailor. In other words, this blue ocean of hackers was gone before it was even explored.
Technical geeks like Porter didn't care about Sailor's camp. Anyway, there were other people in the organization who would check, such as Rum. What really bothered him was another question Rum asked.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
He recalled the message Rum sent him.
[Are you sure your organization’s intranet has been invaded by public security forces? ——Rum]
[My skills are not so bad that I can’t even recognize Ash’s style. ——Port]
To be honest, this happens a few times a month.
Ash from the Japanese police station comes to invade the organization's intranet whenever he has something to do. Most of the time he fails, but sometimes he succeeds. However, the invaders will be kicked out within ten minutes.
This way, you can hardly steal any information, and you can also alert others, but Ash never tires of it. It seems that this is regarded as a means of testing one's technical progress.
It made Porter feel like he was aware of Ash's brain circuit: Look, I am attacking seriously, the opponent is defending seriously, and we are all working seriously (actually fishing).
Of course, this invasion was extraordinarily different.
Ash seemed to have entered their intranet with the help of a virtual organization member. With this disguise, he lurked for an unprecedented half hour.
This has added a lot of workload to Port Wine. The entire network department is working overtime to find out what intelligence the other party has stolen and what Easter eggs have been added to their intranet.
[Then we can be sure that according to reliable information, the police used a new type of device to first locate our members' computers and then invade them. ——Rum]
[I have a sample of the device here, which I have sent to you. I hope you can analyze the principle of this device before tomorrow. ——Rum]
The device sample was brought over by Port Wine when he was getting takeout at noon, and he hadn’t had time to study it yet.
