Capítulo 2: Chapter 2 Zachs Berg
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American abs television station.
The famous talk show host Doug Lando suddenly raised a question when the ad was about to end:
Did you show today?
What is ShowMe?
What is the social age?
Doug, shaking his iconic belly, briefly introduced this Internet product in a witty tone. Once it was broadcast, it caused quite a stir.
In front of the TV, Luke was drinking coffee, but his heart was dripping blood, 200,000 in ten seconds, it was too dark.
"Charlie, how's the market feedback?"
"It has rushed into the top 100 search lists in the United States, and it is still improving. It is estimated that it will be fixed at around 70.
"too low."
"Tell Philip (abs program planning director), next week's talk show, I want one minute of advertising time."
"We don't have that much budget."
"How much money does the company have?"
Charlie reluctantly said, "There are only five hundred and ten thousand left. Excluding the daily expenses, this month's salary is not enough. I suggest that the advertisement be slowed down."
"No need to."
Luke rubbed the teacup and said calmly, "Prepare an advertising budget of 300,000 and contact Philip next Thursday. He will not refuse."
"but…"
"Charlie!" Luke interrupted him, "Trust me, there will be nothing wrong with the capital chain."
"Well, boss."
Charlie nodded and stopped discussing the topic.
"What's the plan for today?"
"The board of directors at 10 am, at 1 pm, go to Times Square to participate in the opening ceremony, at 3 pm, the internal R&D meeting."
"Call Solanki. I can't go to the opening ceremony. The R&D meeting and the board of directors are postponed until tomorrow."
Charlie hesitated, "Then today..."
"Get your things ready, and meet a few people with me."
...
At ten o'clock in the morning, in the metropolitan Queens area, somewhere in the basement.
Luke put his hands around his chest and looked up and down at the white young man in front of him. The young man was about twenty-three or four years old, wearing a peaked cap, with sunken eye sockets and a pale face. He often stayed up late.
"Zach's Berg?"
"Who are you?"
The youth watched vigilantly at the few people who broke in. The public security situation in Queens has always been poor, and criminal cases such as looting and robbery occurred from time to time.
"Don't be nervous, we are not a gang, nor a speed party."
Luke sat down in a chair, opened the folder,
"Zach's Berg, a computer genius, deliberately invaded the central system of the Federal Bank to search for security vulnerabilities at the age of 17. After a faux pas, the FBI caught the tail..."
Luke closed the file,
"Wasting two years in jail for 400,000, is it worth it?"
The youth said with an ugly face,
"Who are you?"
"Luke Shaw, the founder of ShowMe."
"ShowMe?"
Zachs was suspicious. As a top hacker, he certainly knew the recent popular social software, but how could he not believe that this kid in front of him founded him, how old is he? Seventeen years old?
Luke pointed to the computer on the desk.
"There is a photo of me on the official website, check it yourself."
Zachs clicked on ShowMe's official website, Luke's photo was on the homepage, very eye-catching,
"It's you!"
"Why are you looking for me?"
Luke waved his hand, "Bring things here."
Charlie and another employee put two laptops on the table. The computers are purple-black, with a racing design, with the transistor logo engraved on the front. The third generation of black crystal-storm type, the world's top-configured limited edition laptop, Zachs I was greedy for a long time, but unfortunately, I didn't have any money.
"What does it mean?"
"I heard that you are a computer genius. It just so happens that I am too. Let's make a match. You win. Beijing Computer will send you. I won. I will work at our company tomorrow as the technical director of ShowMe."
"What a joke!"
"I seem to be joking with you?"
Zachs was a little confused, and it took a while before he was uncertain.
"You...you won't come for real!"
"Why? I don't want to go to work? I don't want to make money? Still have no confidence in my skills."
"Of course I have confidence."
When it comes to hacking techniques, Zachs has never convinced anyone, "Let's talk about it, how do you compare."
"Pick what you are best at."
Zachs was amused, "Okay, invade the FBI Foreign Affairs Material Network and get the password, dare you?"
Luke curiously said, "You are not afraid that the FBI will trouble you."
Zachs said proudly, "I won't leave a clue."
"Okay, do as you say."
Plugin the power, press the Internet cable, the two sit on the computer, and the test begins.
Zachs skillfully opened the VB language and began to write the intrusion program. Luke sat opposite and yawned broadly. When the first subroutine was written, he still did not move. Zach couldn't help but frown.
"Are you going to admit defeat?"
"Let you ten minutes."
Zachs sneered, disdainful.
Soon, ten minutes passed.
Luke took off his jacket and threw it into Charlie's arms, his expression was extremely focused as if he was a different person, his fingers fluttered on the keyboard, and his voice was almost in a straight line.
Zachs took a moment to glance.
I was shocked and speechless. It was too fast. I had never seen such a fast code speed. My fingers moved so fast that they almost turned into phantoms.
This guy is a master!
I felt like I didn't dare to be careless anymore.
...
At the FBI headquarters building, the employee responsible for cybersecurity rushed to the supervisor's office.
"Director, we were attacked."
After speaking, I opened the notebook and projected the signal on the big screen. A panoramic world map emerged with dense red dots flashing on it.
"There are a total of 185 intrusion signals from Oslo, Stockholm, Cape Town, Mumbai, New Delhi, London, Gotham, Metropolis, Brasilia, Seoul, Tokyo, Magic City, Munich, Paris,"
Roger Consius loosened his tie and said indifferently, "Are we against the world?"
The employee didn't care about wiping off his sweat and said quickly,
"Forgery of IP addresses is a common technique used by top hackers, as long as they are checked one by one, the authenticity can be distinguished."
"how long it takes?"
The employee's forehead sweat became more and more, and his voice became hoarse.
"3... 30 minutes."
Roger took a deep breath. He really couldn't stand these idiot-like subordinates.
"Ten minutes, in ten minutes I will see all the miscellaneous information, his family, address, job, education...everything I need to know."
The employee nodded vigorously, turned, and left.
A contest between the FBI and the top hackers started. It was not a long time. It only lasted tens of seconds. The red dot on the big screen disappeared, and the employee who had just left ran back excitedly.
"Won, we won."
Roger got up quickly, "Who is he?"
"No personal information was found, but we traced it to the IP address, here..." The employee put the paper with geographic coordinates on the table.
Latitude 38°53′52″ North, Longitude 77°02′11″ West!
After just one glance, Roger's ice cube face immediately turned blue-purple, and he resisted the anger in his heart and hissed.
"Do you know where this is?"
The employee shook his head blankly.
"A bunch of stupid pigs, don't you see that this is the White House? Do you want to tell me the people from the White House invaded the FBI? Are you a pig!"
Take a deep breath and roar,
"At all costs, find that choppy. This is your last chance. If you can't find it, don't come to work tomorrow."
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