Daomu Biji

I rushed back to the room like crazy, made more than a dozen phone calls, and called all the more capable guys in Hangzhou over. I assigned several tasks. A group of people were looking for someone for me, but I didn't see what the person looked like. They only said they were looking for someone who was acting suspiciously. The second group of people searched the trash cans for me to see if there were any video tapes. It was impossible for him to take away so many video tapes immediately. They would either destroy them or hide them somewhere else. Even if you only find a pile of ashes, you must bring it back to me. The third group of people, find someone to get all the things in that secret room out for me. I'm going to study it inch by inch, and I don't believe I can find any traces.

The first batch of people definitely had no results. I was just feeling depressed and wanted to find a few people to punish them. But no one was found. The second group of people never came back. The third group of people were even more depressed, because maybe when the house below was designed, the furniture was placed inside first. Now it is simply impossible to get the furniture out of such a small passage. The guy asked me what to do, and I thought to myself what else could I do, so I said, "Tear it down!"

Everything inside was torn into pieces and piled up in the yard. I looked at all the pieces and turned them over one by one. I didn't calm down until I found that there were no clues at all.

I drove everyone away, sat alone in the yard, lit a cigarette, and thought about it. I felt like I was such a failure and such a good opportunity was lost again. But when I looked at the bedding, the tables and chairs, I suddenly discovered something wrong, and then I sneered.

I realized that I had not failed at all. Everything I wanted to know was already in front of me. It's just that I need some measures to parse it out.

I picked up the phone and called a guy: "No matter how much it costs, find me an institution that can test DNA." I spread out the quilt, searched carefully inside, and picked out one of the hairs. "Yes, money is not an issue."

What is the biggest problem if a person stays in a secret room for decades and the only person he communicates with is my third uncle?

This person must have very little knowledge of modern technology, I don't know how they communicated before computers. But obviously, their understanding of technology is not too deep.

I sent the few hairs I found to them for examination. If my guess is correct, then I will know half of the matter.

On the other hand, I sent both computers to my classmates. Let him continue his research. I know that deleting things on the computer will not delete them cleanly. Even if the hard drive is formatted, the data inside may still be restored. I already know something about it all, and some fragments may be extremely valuable reminders to me.

To make a long story short, the DNA test results did not come out so quickly, but my classmate came the next day.

To my surprise, my classmate came empty-handed, and I cast a questioning look. He shook his head: "The hard drive in this computer is useless, it's just an empty shell.

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Empty shell?

"This is a workstation," he said. "I found this in the CD-ROM drive." He pulled out a CD. "The hard drive of this computer is just a decoration. This is a workstation driven by an optical drive."

I didn't quite understand, so he explained: "In short, this computer does not have a hard disk, and all information is stored in the memory without any records. As long as the computer is turned off, everything will be reset to zero.

"I lit a cigarette, asked him to sit down, and asked: "Is this technology very high-end? "

He shook his head: "No. In fact, it is a relatively low-end technology. It is often used in multimedia classrooms and Internet cafes in universities. In this way, there will not be so many problems with viruses and system reinstallation."

I sighed. The heart said that it was indeed watertight. However, given the state of my third uncle and this person who lives in a darkroom all year round, how do these things come to be achieved? There must be someone who understands technology to guide them.

I don't believe that Third Uncle is a person who has secretly learned a lot of modern knowledge. There must be such a person.

I sighed and asked him: "Then you carefully checked the two computers. Is there anything strange? Is there any difference?"

He scratched his head, sat down next to me, and said, "I don't know if I should tell you or not." I said, "Speak, and I will give you more money if you tell me."

He said: "I have been repairing computers in the computer city for many years and have seen all kinds of computers. I believe that Uncle San, you are one of the best in the antique shop, but you also have to believe me. I have been repairing computers for so many years. Any When the computer comes into my hands, I can tell what kind of person the owner is and what habits he usually has. I can even tell whether he is fat or thin, what his personality is like, and what he likes to play on the computer."

I lit a cigarette for him, and it was funny to see the boy's eyes shining with pride when he said this.

When he saw me lighting a cigarette for him, he was immediately encouraged and said: "You may not believe it. Let me give you an example. The computers used by gamers and text workers are absolutely different, including the wear and tear of the keyboard. Difference. I can tell by the wear and tear on the keyboard,"

I nodded and asked him to continue. He said: "This computer was a popular model seven years ago. In other words, this computer has basically been used for seven years. In today's era, this time of use is considered to be a long time. Yes. But I checked all the parts, and I found a very strange place." He paused. "Basically all the parts of this computer are in good condition."

I frowned, realizing that what he was saying might actually be valuable.

"We know that if a person uses a keyboard, the grease on his fingers will definitely stick to the keyboard. No matter how clean the person is, after one use, the grease will form a film on the keyboard, and then dust will adhere to it. Dirt forms. For a seven-year-old computer, no matter how clean it is, this kind of dirt is inevitable."

"Just say what you mean."

"The keyboard is too clean, and the mouse wheel is too clean. This kind of cleanliness is not the same as after wiping. You must know that the mouse is very difficult to clean. How clean is it? If this computer has just been taken out of the warehouse That's it for a long time. However, judging from the marks on your desk and the degree of oxidation and yellowing of the casing, it has indeed been left outside for a long time, so there is almost only one conclusion." He said, " These two computers are rarely used, almost never used."

I touched my chin, completely understanding what he meant, and patted him. My heart said: Damn, that’s what happened.

If Uncle San had frequently used computers to communicate with people in the darkroom during these seven years, this would never have been the case. However, the computer is definitely placed here, and I can see it every time I come here; if this computer is not commonly used, but it is placed here, and it also takes care of the task of communicating with people in the darkroom...

This is a contradiction, with conflicting evidence.

"This is a trap, ***." I pinched out the cigarette butt and cursed myself in my mind.

This is a test mechanism. When the person in the darkroom noticed something was wrong here, he used this computer to send a message, if it was the real third uncle. Maybe he will reply to the agreed code.

However, my thinking was not that deep and I didn’t think about it that much, so I fell into the trap right away: for so many conversations that followed, I always thought I was testing him. Now it seems. He answered so accurately, but he was testing me. In all settings, I was at a complete disadvantage.

It can be seen from this terrible trap and setup that the battle of wits between these forces has reached an indescribable level. Everyone is walking on thin ice, and every time they do something, they have to exhaust their calculations.

"Uncle, what exactly do you want to find out from this, please tell me if it's convenient. This way of checking me has no direction." He knew from my expression that I recognized his statement, and his enthusiasm immediately increased. "Wu Xie, that kid, always asked me to check things before. It's much easier to check if there's a purpose."

I clicked my tongue and said, "I'll tell you a story."

So, I made up a very ambiguous story about what happened in this house and told it to him.

After listening to it, he thought it was very funny: "This is simply a spy drama from World War II."

"I just want to find this person. This person must be the key."

"But it doesn't make sense." He said, "Uncle, the story you just told doesn't make sense." To be continued