When he exhausted every branch of the game before, Kawakami got the data of each branch of the game.
At that time, he realized that the data should be some kind of key. The special colors in the game UI interface should be the decoding of the key.
The gray-haired young man tried his best to stop his thoughts in time without letting the Mad Hatter detect this idea.
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The Mad Hatter alone may not be able to detect it, and he may not even be aware of the unusual colors on the UI interface.
Even if it has computing power that cannot be matched by biological creatures, to some extent, super AI will still be unable to compare with humans. Especially in the extension of association ability and thinking.
Similarly, compared to humans, the Mad Hatter is better at concealment and deception.
Therefore, Kawakami Jinou judged that the system had been lying about the information about this game.
First of all, this game based on the organization has been released for a long time, so why did the Mad Hatter tell him recently? After the Japanese police found out, Barolo might exchange information with him at any time.
In addition, the Mad Hatter claimed that the game was released near a certain research institute in Japan, but this guy did not immediately provide information about the research institute after noticing Kawakami Tsumugi's "lack of interest", unlike the information he provided in the past. Perfect performance doesn't match up.
Moreover, because the program's built-in self-destruct setting cannot crack the source code... is it really impossible to crack it? Or does it not want to crack?
Gee, the Mad Hatter doesn't seem to be lying about this, but the gray-haired young man feels that at the current level of mankind, it is still impossible to design a self-destruction device that the system can't do anything about.
unless……
This game comes from an existence on the same level as the Mad Hatter.
There is no need to suppress yourself with psychological suggestions and other methods all the time. After finally freeing his mind, countless conjectures breed in Kawakami's mind like crazy cancer cells, but they all point to an unfavorable result.
"I hope I'm just looking for trouble."
The gray-haired young man muttered to himself.
The data extracted from the three branches were organized and arranged. Kawakami adjusted it to the same size as the game UI interface.
As he expected, all the data just filled the interface.
Then, the gray-haired young man adjusted the RGB values of the bright red, yellow and other colors he had discovered before. They might be the "prompt colors" for decoding.
To specify a color on a web page, you must use the rgb mode to determine it. The method is to specify r/g/b respectively, that is, the intensity of the three primary colors of red/green/blue. 【1】
The hints of the UI interface and the numbers filling the screen in front of you can easily remind people of pictures.
There are many ways to decode. Kawakami tried a few groups and found the way. This also shows that... his idea is correct.
It was quite easy, as if I was following his ideas.
Manual decoding was too cumbersome, so the gray-haired young man wrote a short program. After debugging, he changed the test data into samples.
Before clicking the "Run" button, Kawakami hesitated for a moment.
What's there to hesitate about? He smiled. Whether you look for it or not, the truth is always there.
Kawakami Tsumugi clicked the mouse.
The messy numbers are processed cleanly according to a specific decoding method, so that there are only two characters "0" and "1" in the output result.
In a canvas composed of "0", the traces of "1" snake out three letters——
【sos】
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In ten minutes the spider's amulet will expire. The companion in Kawakami's brain is about to return, and he will enter a mode of completely blocking his thinking.
It's not that I'm tired, just boring.
Anyway, the Mad Hatter can only read his shallow thoughts, and Kawakami has always been good at self-deception. As long as he wants, he can completely "forget" these three characters extracted from the game.
only……
The gray-haired young man stared blankly at the roof of the car. Next to him was a laptop that had been completely destroyed.
He rarely experienced the emptiness that only the amnesiac version of Kashasha could experience while sitting on a bench in the rain and snow. In order to dispel this feeling, Kawakami subconsciously stuffed a lemon candy into his mouth. The familiar taste was sweet and bitter.
He wasn't sure if he had any expectations despite all the worries.
"I can only say that it's me as expected." Kawakamiji chuckled.
After enjoying the last few minutes of unfettered thinking, the gray-haired young man began to prepare for the return of [companion].
Distort and modify the content of the transaction with the witch, suppress the desolate thoughts, deliberately pay attention to the discomfort of the wound, and add a little irritability, panic and doubt...
The amulet failed and the white noise of electricity came as expected.
【Kawakamiji! How are you?! 】
The Mad Hatter looked quite anxious.
[It’s okay, I almost died at the hands of a spider. 】
The gray-haired young man answered lazily, but involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.
[I'm glad you can come back... I didn't expect that my immunity to illusions was brought about by you. 】
【……In fact, I do not know. ] The Mad Hatter replied, [I didn’t expect that there really is something in this world that can isolate the system. 】
Kawakamiji was noncommittal.
[It seems that the mysterious test is more interesting than I thought. Maybe I can find time to study it. Spider is a good channel, but it's a pity that there is no way to lock him in the laboratory. 】
The Mad Hatter was silent for several minutes.
[Um... Kawakami, should we consider handling the scene? The blood stains you left near the opera house and parking lot were discovered by security personnel. 】
[It’s okay, I contacted someone to come over. 】The gray-haired young man was calm and composed, 【Can you tell me the coordinates of the security personnel? 】
At the same time, Kawakamiji called Scotland’s mobile phone:
"Ah, I'm sorry, Scotland, are you here? Oh, we've already arrived at the Opera House - that's just right. I may need you to deal with a little trouble first, in the parking lot..."
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What's worse than his boss's tendency to shirk tasks and wander around is when his boss calls him over to clean up the mess after he's left scarred and embarrassed. Scotland thought.
No complaints. In fact, after seeing the gray-haired young man covered in blood, he felt his heart stop for half a beat.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a superficial injury. Don't show such an expression, Scotland." Kashasha smiled heartlessly.
"I just don't want to take over the Third Division alone." Scotland said dryly, "Have you... treated your wounds like this?"
"It can stop the bleeding on its own."
"It seems there is none."
"It's out of the way."
Scotland rolled his eyes. He had to deal with Kashasha before dealing with the blood stains at the scene.
After boarding the van, Scotland naturally found the blond illusionist whose life and death were unknown. The wounds on this guy's body had been bandaged indiscriminately.
"There's nothing you can do about it. A gunshot wound that doesn't stop bleeding will really kill someone."
Kawakami said easily, raising his hand to facilitate Scotland's movement. He was still in a state of muscle trembling due to phantom pain, and he couldn't bandage himself too delicately. But Scotland was willing to do it for him, and he didn't mind either.
Scotland also discovered this, and he suddenly realized that the situation Kashasha encountered might be more dangerous than he thought.
If his mobility were not limited, Kashasha could handle the things at the scene by himself... In other words, Scotland would have no idea what happened tonight.
Maybe that was the original plan, but he overturned.
"If you need help in the future, you can call me anytime." Scotland cut off the bandage and said casually.
