Chapter 115 The bright red flag reappears (please subscribe)

Chapter 115 The bright red flag reappears (please subscribe)

"Chairman, this person has gone too far!"

In the office, the little tenant opened the door and walked in, holding a tablet in her hand, pouting with a sullen look on her face.

Lin Chuan raised his eyes and saw the appearance of the little tenant, and smiled: "What's the matter, little tenant?"

The little landlord walked up to Lin Chuan, handed the tablet to Lin Chuan's eyes, and said angrily: "He hacked my chairman!"

"Hack me?"

Lin Chuan took the tablet and said, "Let me take a look."

What was displayed on the tablet screen was a blogger wearing a mask, holding a white mobile phone, pointing an index finger at the mobile phone, and a paragraph of text immediately appeared on the left side of the video.

‘I walked into the factory. ’

‘From the outside, this factory has cracked walls, is overgrown with weeds, and has been abandoned for a long time. ’

‘However, when I walked into the factory, I saw a completely different scene. ’

‘On the first floor inside, incandescent lights are shining brightly. Below are locked iron cages. Inside are wailing people. No, they should be called piggies. ’

‘These piglets are sallow, thin, and unkempt. ’

‘…’

Immediately, two more pictures appeared on the right side of the blogger.

The blogger introduced: "This picture was taken by someone risking his life from the factory today. The layout inside is very similar to what is described in this novel."

"If this is just a coincidence, then I have found the reason for the fraud method of "All or Nothing" in reality, and the time can match it. Now let's contact the victim."

"..."

The blogger spoke indignantly, his whole person exuding the light of justice.

Lin Chuan looked at the blogger's name again: Hand of Justice.

At present, the number of views has reached 570,000+, and the likes have exceeded 10,000. Among them, the comments are targeted at Lin Chuan. Therefore, its influence has rapidly increased on the Kuai Dou platform.

Lin Chuan smiled: "It turns out he was hacking me."

"Yes, he is slandering you out of thin air, it's too much!" The little tenant woman's pretty face showed a bit of anger, she was very angry, "Chairman, does he have a grudge against you?"

Lin Chuan shook his head and said with a smile: "As an online writer, what kind of enemies can I have?"

Zhang Xinxin, the little housekeeper, frowned, clenched her fists, and groaned: "Who gave him the courage to hack my chairman?"

"We are preparing to investigate." Lin Chuan smiled.

Lin Chuan thought about it and realized that since he entered the industry, he has not offended any group of fans.

In the online literary circle, the last time I competed with others at the same time was during the period of "La Qian". In the battle between the 'two heroes' Han Dong and Hong Mei, I won the top spot among the heroes.

This time.

It just so happens that Han Dong is "competing on the same stage" with Han Dong again, but his "All or Nothing" has been removed from the shelves and has not been re-listed. At this time, Han Dong has topped the list, so he should be happy.

Isn’t it possible that he has climbed to the top of the list and hired trolls to blackmail him?

It shouldn't be!

As for Ah Ming's fans... some of them still think that they are plagiarists, so after Ah Ming is arrested, they may set the pace.

However, it should not be a hot search.

But now, not only does he have hot searches, but he also has two hot searches, which is very abnormal.

This anti-fan has a very strong fighting ability. He doesn't look like an ordinary casual fan, but more like a professional anti-fan.

Professional black fans, collect money to do things, work on an assembly line, receive money from the donor, and follow the donor's instructions to splash dirty water.

At this time.

Two objects popped up in Lin Chuan's mind: the overseas hacker organization AW, and the Myanmar factory to which Sister Mei belonged.

The latter is more likely.

As soon as he thought about this, Lin Chuan immediately started investigating.

Let’s start with the blogger ‘Hand of Justice’.

It's easy for a top hacker to figure out who a professional hacker is employed by.

We only need to trace his relevant contact records, follow the clues, and trace them step by step.

The only thing that may be slightly more difficult is that most factories have plug-in servers, or rent servers, and forge IP addresses to communicate with the outside world, including conducting fraudulent activities. These are also forged IP addresses.

Therefore, Lin Chuan needs to spend more time looking for the real IP address.

Well, it takes ten more minutes.

Lin Chuan turned on the computer and flexed his fingers.

Then, put it on the keyboard and start playing like a pianist.

Based on the video of "Hand of Justice", its IP address was determined, and then the IP addresses that had recent contact with it were traced...

The little landlord put away the tablet and sat next to Lin Chuan.

She held her small face with her hands and looked at Lin Chuan intently.

Lin Chuan has a slender and tall figure, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. His face, which is slightly illuminated by the light of the screen, exudes a calm and unhurried confidence.

A pair of eyes focused on the lines of code on the screen. His eyelashes were very long. He blinked from time to time and his eyelashes trembled.

The little housekeeper looked at Lin Chuan's lips again, which were a little dry.

So, he immediately ran to pour a glass of water for Lin Chuan, placed it quietly where Lin Chuan could easily reach it, and then looked at Lin Chuan with his cheek in hand.

Half an hour later.

Lin Chuan picked up the water poured by Zhang Xinxin, the little charterer, and took a sip.

The little housekeeper blinked and asked curiously: "Chairman, how's it going?"

"nailed it."

Lin Chuan looked at the little tenant and smiled.

"Is the investigation out?" Zhang Xinxin, the little housekeeper, asked with some surprise.

Lin Chuan slumped back, nodded and smiled: "Yes, the blogger 'Hand of Justice' is a professional black fan, and this time he accepted business from abroad, that is, the Myanmar Old Street Factory Area."

"Myanmar Old Street Factory Area?"

The little landlady was stunned when she heard this, "Isn't that a fraud factory area?"

These days, the little landlady has been secretly reading Lin Chuan's novels, and has a lot of knowledge about fraud.

In addition, she often pays attention to it, and when she hears words like 'Myanmar' and 'factory area', she reacts subconsciously.

Lin Chuan nodded again and grinned: "So, I gave some gifts to the blogger 'Hand of Justice' and the Myanmar Old Street Factory Area."

"What gifts?" The little landlady asked curiously.

Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I submitted the professional black fan records of 'Hand of Justice' and the relevant records of his dealings with the Myanmar Old Street Factory Area to the local police. As for the Old Street Factory Area..."

"How is it?" The little landlady blinked.

"I gave them a flag." Lin Chuan grinned and said.

"What flag?"

"You can't say."

"If the chairman doesn't say, then I won't ask." In the office, the landlady smiled very obediently, and then said, "By the way, Chairman, I have an appointment with Lao Zhang to have dinner together tonight."

Lin Chuan picked up the water cup, took a sip of water, and smiled: "Is Lao Zhang going to bring his partner?"

A few days ago.

The landlady told Lin Chuan that Lao Zhang was in love.

But because Lin Chuan was busy developing an anti-fraud app during this period, Lao Zhang didn't know what he was busy with, so the dinner was delayed for a long time.

"Yes."

The landlady nodded and smiled, "So, Chairman, you have to go with me."

"Okay, who made you the financial director." Lin Chuan smiled.

...

As expected.

The police in the place where the professional black fan "Hand of Justice" is located received an anonymous report letter.

The letter was the relevant evidence of the violation of the crime by "Hand of Justice".

Since it is related to the Laojie factory in Myanmar, the local police immediately launched an investigation and arrested the "hand of justice" in the afternoon of the same day.

Another place.

Laojie factory in Myanmar.

Although it was morning, the sun had begun to scorch the factory mercilessly, covering it in a dazzling golden color.

The sunlight shining directly from the sky mercilessly penetrated the windows of the factory, illuminating the dilapidated walls pale and dazzling, and the shadows in the factory became deeper, as if ghosts could breed at any time.

Laojie factory, in the top floor office.

The leader here, Lao Bao, was wearing a black shirt, with a fierce face under his bald head. He stared at the henchman Ami in front of him and asked coldly: "How is the matter going?"

"A Ming has been in, and his novel has been taken off the shelves." The henchman Ami immediately reported.

"Very good."

The old leopard held the cigar between his fingers and asked, "What about the other one?"

The henchman Ami thought for a while: "Lin... Lin has not been in yet, he should be under investigation, but I have hired a water army and asked a professional blogger to make a video to hit him, and it will soon form an impact on public opinion on the Internet."

"You did a good job."

A rare smile appeared on the fierce face of the old leopard.

However, his smile was very creepy, like a dead person poured out of a coffin, smiling very stiffly and gloomy.

The old leopard took another puff of the cigar, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and dissipated in front of Ami: "Ami, how about the fish related to the author, Lin?"

Ami smiled and said: "Boss, everything is going according to plan, and it is expected to get assets worth tens of millions."

"This fish is really fat!"

The old leopard sighed.

Tens of millions of assets, even in the factory area, this is a very large number.

Ami added: "In addition, along this line, we can monitor Lin's movements and take action at any time."

"You are getting better and better at doing things."

Old Leopard praised and handed a cigar to the henchman in front of him.

Ami was favored, his face was happy, and he lit the cigar. The two seemed to be celebrating the good news in the future.

This rare beauty did not last long.

Just five minutes later.

A man in a flowered shirt hurriedly climbed to the top floor and rushed into the office: "Boss, something bad has happened!"

"What's the matter?"

Old Leopard asked slowly, holding a cigar.

"We..." The man in the flowered shirt swallowed, "Our computer was inexplicably infected, and all the projects have been cancelled."

"Say it again!"

Old Leopard's face froze, and the cigar in his hand was directly pressed into the ashtray.

The man in the flowered shirt trembled and said again: "Our computer is infected. All the ongoing projects have been cancelled?"

The old leopard was furious and slapped the man in the flowered shirt in the face: "Stupid! What do you do?"

The man in the flowered shirt fell to the ground and explained in a crying voice: "Boss, I don't know. A bright red flag suddenly appeared on our computer screen, and then the computer was out of control."

The old leopard rushed out of the office and went straight to the second floor where the infected computer was located.

On the second floor.

All the computer fraud practitioners stood timidly aside, in front of them were rows and rows of computers.

There is a bright red flag flying on the screens of these computers.

Without exception.