Chapter 2208
Hello, Mr. Major General
The sounds of excitement in the restaurant rose and fell, mixed with the tempting aroma of food, floating in the elegant and exquisite hotel restaurant.
Although Lyna was sitting in front of Peter with a smile on her face and eating with relish, in fact, she did not know how to taste the food at all.
She really did not expect that this Peter had already made all the arrangements without making a sound!
What was the point of searching for directions?
Staying in a hotel was actually the favorite place for the staff of the online gaming company to have lunch..
How could this be a coincidence?
Lyna sighed at Peterâs foresight and thoughtful actions as she started her own work.
She turned half a circle on the chair and put up her slender legs.
Her legs were suntanned and slightly golden brown. The shape of her legs was straight and beautiful, only giving people a pure and beautiful visual enjoyment. It was not like those pure white legs that were a little awkward in public.
Of course, Lynaâs appearance was beautiful. The beauty of Slavs was famous in the west.
As expected, not long after, a few IT or network managers of online gaming companies sitting diagonally across the two of them noticed Lyna.
Lyna did not hide her interest. Seeing them secretly glancing over, she picked up her wine glass and gave them a charming smile, puffing out her chest, in English with a slight American southern accent, she asked,â... What do you mean by open source software?â
She looked like a beauty with big breasts but no brains, innocent and innocent, yet she still wanted to be a curious baby.
No matter which country IT nerds were from, they would eat this type of woman.
When they saw her question, they all turned around and answered her questions.
âOpen source software is the programming language written by humans. It lays the foundation of computer programs
âIf a computer program is compared to a tall building, open source software is its foundation and framework.â
âAfter the open source software is written, it is converted into a binary command that can be read by the computer. This is the process of compiling, which is also the process of building a building.â
Lyna was still confused. âIs this special? Why do you guys praise the open source software so much?â
âOf course itâs special!â
âYou donât understand. A slightly more complicated open source software program requires dozens or even hundreds of types of open source software to be constructed.â
âAs for our large-scale online game, the structure is complicated and there are many scenarios. However, the 25 lines of open source software can actually respond to the changes in the gameâs various scenarios. It can generate all kinds of binary commands that can be read by the computer according to the needs of the player!â
âDonât you think this is amazing? !â
Lynaâs heart thumped, and she clenched her wine glass with her fingers.
This was too amazing, not just any ordinary amazing.
The Committee of State Security (KGB) had sent her to be Peterâs partner, so of course, she had her own outstanding points.
She was good at deciphering computer network security systems, so she was no stranger to open source software and assembly language.
So she understood immediately.
This was too amazing!
It was impossible..
But on the surface, she still looked confused. She said with a smile, âAlthough I donât understand, you guys are really awesome! You guys are awesome!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She raised her glass at them and toasted herself.
The IT nerds laughed and took a sip as well.
A tourist sitting on the other side was also very curious and said, âIs there really such powerful source code? Is it open source software or proprietary software? I really want to see it!â
âHehe, I canât show it to you. Even we havenât seen it before...â
As they spoke, these IT nerds spilled the beans.
The light in Lynaâs eyes disappeared in an instant. She curled her lips and said,â... you guys havenât seen it yourself? Then what are you bragging about?â
â... Although we havenât seen it, we know that itâs an executable file automatically generated by the twenty-five lines of open source software!â
The It nerds were anxious to maintain their âDignityâ. The veins on their necks popped out, and everyone laughed when they saw IT. Therefore, the restaurant was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
Peter was expressionless as he pulled the steamed eastern star spot on the gold-rimmed white bone china plate in front of him. He took the last bite and beckoned for the waiter to pay the bill.
Meanwhile, the IT and open source software managers of the online gaming companies across from them were still drooling and emphasizing how awesome their gameâs âSource codeâwas!
Lyna and Peter walked out of the hotel restaurant one after the other and muttered, âI thought they were awesome, but it turns out they were just bragging with their eyes closed.â
Was the so-called âTwenty-five linesâof open source software really that awesome?
Lyna was skeptical.
â... Even the people in their company havenât seen the open source software. Itâs very difficult for me to believe that such a thing really exists.âShe followed Peter to the corridor outside.
Peter said lazily, âWhether it exists or not, weâll find out by going to take a look tonight.â
Lyna:â! ! !â
So this was their Operation Tonight!
âYou should have said so earlier! If I were to do this, I wouldnât be tired.âLyna walked in front of him, turned around and winked at him.
Peter was expressionless, as if he was immune to all women.
Of course, he wasnât interested in men either.
The Committee of State Security (KGB) , everyone said that Peter was a born intelligence agent, because almost all of his relatives had died, and only a distant aunt who was several generations away was still alive, and he didnât have many friends.., he was always indifferent to his colleagues and superiors.
Only when he was working would he be fully focused and go all out.
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The weather at the end of September was still very long in the Cayman Islands during the day.
When the Sun finally fell below the horizon and the afterglow of the setting sun covered the entire sea, Peter and Lina had already arrived at the neighborhood cafe near the headquarters of the large-scale online game company Your Life. They sat down and drank coffee.
Most of the people sitting here were also people who worked on this street.
âThis place is fun and earns a lot, but itâs not suitable to live with a wife and children.â
A few workers from nearby companies grumbled, âIâll go back to the country after another year. No matter how nice this place is, I donât want to live alone anymore.â
âPFFT! You still want to go back? Is it because you donât have much money, or is it because the women over there arenât fun?âA person next to the person winked at him, he let him look at the white women and local Aboriginal women across the street who were showy and throwing flirtatious glances at them.
These were also people who engaged in special jobs. They usually appeared on the street at night.
The man glanced at them and shook his head. âIâm sick of it. You Donât know how many Iâve recruited, but thatâs all there is to it. I miss my wife and children. Anyway, my contract will expire next year. Itâs fine as long as I donât renew it at that time.â
Peter and Lyna quietly drank a cup of coffee and waited for the sky to completely turn dark. When the rich nightlife on the island began, they threw down a few dollars and quietly left.
Under the cover of the night, they arrived at the headquarters of the online gaming company.
Lyna raised her head to look at the not-so-tall building and said in puzzlement, âSomeone really set up their headquarters here? I thought everyone was just renting an office here as a registration place.â
âMost companies are like this, but Your Life is different.âPeter looked up at the six-story tall building, calmly, he said, âThe central computer room is on the third basement floor, and it has the most staff. At the moment, we canât use the Internet to break through this companyâs firewall.â
Lynaâs expression became serious, and she nodded, she said, âThatâs right. âOur Russian hackers are the best in the world. We can go in and take a look at the CIA in the United States, but we canât crack the password no matter how hard we try against this seemingly unremarkable commercial network system.â
âNo, itâs not that we canât crack it. Weâre in, but we still canât reach the core.âPeter turned on the infrared monitor and checked the ecosystem within a five-hundred-meter radius, except for a few rats, he could also see the staff on duty in the building.
âFor me, it means that I canât crack the password.âLyna calmly put on the night vision device. âTheir firewall is different from other systems. We really need to go to their central computer room.â
The two quickly broke the lock of the building and quietly hid inside.
Of course, the lock had an alarm system. Peter couldnât be bothered to wait for Lyna to crack the program, so he directly used a box cutter to cut off the electronic connection of the lock and put an end to it.
Lyna glared at him. âYouâll destroy it!â
Peter ignored her and found an empty small room in the building and hid inside.
The two of them waited patiently. Three hours later, the infrared monitor showed that everyone else had left, and the two of them came out of their hiding place.
âHow do you know that the central computer room is on the third floor underground?âLyna asked curiously as they walked down the stairs.
Peter only said one simple sentence,â... the structure of the building.â
Lyna immediately shut up.
The two of them wore high-tech mobile uniforms that could reflect surveillance equipment and detect infrared rays. They came to the third underground floor of the building.
It was like a warehouse room made entirely of stainless steel. The walls, floor, and ceiling were all stainless steel that shone with a dark silver light
When people walked on it, they could not help but leave footprints, and their shoes could not even be wrapped in plastic bags.
They knew that there should be no one else here, but they still felt that it was a little strange.
The hair on the back of their necks stood on end. Although the two of them were back to back, holding high-powered pistols with silencers in their hands, alarm bells still rang in their hearts.
Almost at the same time, Peter shouted in a low voice, âLie down and roll!â
Bang Bang Bang!
At the same time, gunshots rang out from all directions. In this stainless steel space, it almost sounded like a sonic boom!