Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

After eating the dinner that Hui Yuanai personally made, Xinfan accompanied her to finish this week's homework, and finally put the child to bed.

When Hui Yuanai's breathing became even and stable, the hour hand had reached eleven.

Xinfan made himself a cup of instant coffee and sat on the carpet by the floor-to-ceiling window with his laptop in his arms.

The first time the computer was turned on, Xinfan started the anti-tracking program. This program not only protects the computer from being monitored by hackers, but also captures the location of the other party the first time it is invaded.

In addition, this software was actually developed by an organized research group, but Xinfan handed it over to a colleague of the police as soon as he got the software. Now the software is mainly used to respond to the organization's very low probability of suspicion and investigation.

He opened the public security official website, logged in to his account, and accessed the public security database.

Two weeks should be enough for the police to upload the materials obtained from the research institute.

After entering the keywords, Xinfan found what he wanted.

However, just when he thought he could download the data tonight and read it tomorrow, he suddenly found that the download button of the database was gray.

Xinfan pressed the left button, and a dialog box popped up: The information has been locked. If you have any questions, please contact the relevant personnel.

"...???" Xinfan almost thought he had read it wrong.

This database is also relatively confidential within the public security. Generally, the police are not qualified to access it. It is for this reason that the data in the database is very complete. He has never encountered such a situation before.

It turns out that the data can also be locked, but why should this be locked?

Xinfan was worried that the individual data was damaged during the evacuation of the institute. The police may be recovering, so he temporarily locked it out.

So after checking the time on the clock, he dialed the phone of his boss.

"Hello? This is Mytos fast food restaurant. What do you need?" A slightly low voice came from the other end of the phone.

Xin Fan was not surprised by these words. He said, "Hello, I am Asano who lives in the third block to the east. Can I still order meals now?"

The squeezed officer on the other side relaxed a little after hearing these words: "Long time no see, Zhu Fujun."

Xinfan doesn't know how long it has been since he heard such a name from someone else. He was stunned for two seconds and couldn't help but smile: "Oh, this surname is so unfamiliar that I thought you were calling someone for a moment." Quickly https://www.https://m.

"I was indeed calling someone else's name. It was an old friend of mine. I haven't seen him for many years." The chief asked softly, "How is he?"

Xinfan's smile was bright and sunny: "He is very good. It's just that the downloading of documents when I wrote the paper recently hasn't gone smoothly."

"Recently, the database is indeed being upgraded. What information do you need? Let me see if I can download it and send it to you."

Xinfan's gaze fell on the computer screen, and he read: "The number is b." First release ╭ァんttps://www..cΘmヤ

"B...I show the locked state here."

"Can't you download it either?"

A few seconds later, the officer replied: "No, this information is locked by the Police Department of the National Police. I have the same authority as that person and cannot retrieve the information he locked. "

These familiar words from the Police Department of the Police Department fell into Xinfan's ears, causing his eyelids to jump abruptly, and an unknown premonition spontaneously arose.

Wouldn't it be such a coincidence? ?

"Can you check the identity of the person who locked the profile?" Xinfan asked.

"It should be possible, but the mechanism on the Security Bureau is strange, sometimes..." The officer paused, "There is only one word, Sakura."

really……

Xinfan held his forehead helplessly. He leaned on the windowpane, really wondering what else to say.

There is a non-existent organization called the "Zero Group" in the Security Planning Division of the Police Department of the National Police Agency. The Zero Group was previously known as "Sakura" or "Chiyoda". It is said that it is precisely because of the leaked names that they just don't want any names.

The most important thing is that Jiangguling happens to belong to the zero group.

Will pay attention to the research materials related to the organization, and specifically lock it out of others, this kind of thing is done by only Jiang Guling alone! !

And if it weren't for this incident, Xinfan would have forgotten that Jiang Guling is at a higher level than him in the public security system...

Suddenly I became a little angry, I don't know why, it's definitely not because Jiang Guling became a police officer together but became a chief, absolutely not! Probably because I have been thinking about the information for a long time and I can't see it because of someone, um, it must be so.

"Do you need me to submit an application to the Security Bureau?" The chief on the phone is still trying to find a way for Xinfan. "Or you can explain the situation directly to the superior. If you need it urgently, I can go to the police station tonight. ."

"Don't worry, you can go later when you have time."

Obviously Xinfan still uses a respectful and peaceful tone, but the officer lying on his bed suddenly feels a little bit cold~www.readwn.com~ The next day, Amato came to Lufeng Music to welcome the morning sun. classroom.

It's just that today he saw an unexpected person in the music classroom, a person who unexpectedly went to work so early, his respected boss.

Toru Amuro immediately smiled with a standard warm smile: "Good morning, Mr. Asano!"

"Good morning, Mr. Amuro." Xinfan's tone was not so good, and his whole body had a strange tone.

Amuro took a strange look at him, but didn't find the problem.

Is it an illusion?

He had to shake his head and devote himself to today's work in the best state.

"Amuro-kun." Xinfan suddenly called his name like a soul. "The canopy at the door seems to be something wrong. There will be rain for the next two days. If it leaks, it won't be good."

"Okay, I'll fix it right away." The silly Amuro Tou didn't realize the problem, so he dutifully took the ladder and walked out of the door.

However, before he stood firmly on the ladder, the boss's voice came again: "Amuro-san! The prize exchange cabinet is too messy. It really hurts the clean and tidy image of the music classroom."

Toru Amuro feels something is wrong, but as a good employee, he should complete every task assigned by the boss.

So despite the suspicions in his heart, Toru Amuro still said loudly: "I'll sort it out in a while."

"Yeah." Xinfan walked around in the music classroom with satisfaction. "By the way, did Miss Enomoto take the roll back? Go to her house to get it before you sort out the exchange cabinet."

Amuro's face was full of question marks, and he said, "Ms. Enomoto will come to work soon, right? Can't she bring it here directly?"

"I don't worry about the important thing like the roster, she is alone."

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