Chapter 2207 Source Code (1)

In the game scene, Vladimir's big ax man and the driver Ivan's little princess Lolita, one bowed their heads and the other looked up, staring at the big round eyes, despising the original Canaan like a fool.

Yuan Canaan's reaction to them is not surprising at all.

If these two believe everything she says in the game, she will become suspicious instead.

Is Russia's KGB elite at this level?

Now these two people don't bother her, but she is calm and calm.

Facing the direction of the two people's eyes, Yuan Canaan smiled and said: "I know these things are too shocking to you. When I first learned about this, it was like listening to the Arabian Nights..."

As she spoke, she raised her hands, looked up at the sky, and turned around slowly, her voice trembling, full of emotion: "...in this world, there are born geniuses...they can see what others can't see In the distance, you can touch the abyss that ordinary people can't touch..."

Vladimir's big ax man looked coldly at the nagging woman in front of him, swished his ax twice, and said disdainfully: "You are enough! So what if you are a genius? A change of scene in a broken game, you You can fool yourself into a parallel space?! Why don’t you say that you can come back from the dead! Anyway, you are playing a game, you can be resurrected no matter how many times you are killed! Are you stupid?!”

"That's it! A broken game, no matter how technical it is, can it compare to our big Ivan?!" The little princess Lori, the driver Ivan, danced foxtrot happily.

"It's just a broken game? Hehe, no matter how powerful Ivan is, does he have life?" Yuan Canaan's disdainful expression was even shown on the stiff face of the Tatar woman in the game.

"Life?" Little Lori, the princess of the driver Ivan, circled around the Russian Tatar woman in Canaan, trying to roll her eyes: "Aren't you alive?"

"Game players are all living people. Apart from NPCs, what do you want to say?"

Yuan Canaan: "..."

"It seems that you don't understand. I don't want to talk nonsense. Anyway, you only have one month. After one month, everything here will be physically deleted."

"Go back and think about it carefully. You don't need to answer right away. It's best to discuss it with others..."

She smiled and winked at them, a halo of halo appeared around the figure, and then became more and more blurred in the halo, and finally disappeared.

Vladimir and the driver Ivan glanced at each other and also quit the game.

Returning from that grotesque world in a second to the boring hotel room glowing with cold light, the two of them didn't feel uncomfortable in the slightest.

They took off the VR helmets in the living room of the hotel where they lived, and looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.

"Boss, what do you think?" Driver Ivan scratched the furry back of his neck, "I think she has a problem here."

He pointed to his head, "Is it a hypothetical psychosis?"

Vladimir: "..."

He sneered and kicked Ivan, "What's the matter? If you are uneducated, talk less, no one will think you are dumb."

He sat on the large window sill of the bay window of the hotel, took out a cigar and tapped it on the palm of his hand.

Ivan immediately doggedly went over to light a cigar for him.

Vladimir smoked for a while, watching the sky outside the window getting darker, and the blue-purple sky began to twinkle with stars, just like the birch forest full of "eyes" in his hometown.

He took a deep puff on his cigar and lowered his eyes.

Looking down from the window sill of a skyscraper, the crowds and vehicles on the ground are like ants.

Looking up at the starry sky, how many unknown secrets are there in the universe?

Unlike Ivan, he is no stranger to the theory of "parallel spaces", and he knows that there is indeed a group of scientists in the Russian Supreme Academy of Sciences who have been working on research in this area.

Although not yet fully successful, it is said that great progress has been made.

In this case, what he said to the nagging woman and the scene he showed did not completely deny it.

But who is the "genius" that woman is talking about?

What does life mean?

He always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it for nearly a night, Vladimir checked the official website of the game company and saw at a glance that the company was originally registered in the Cayman Islands.

"Hehe, it's the Cayman Islands again." Vladimir blew a kiss towards the computer screen, "I'm going to send a secret message to the Bureau, asking them to send someone to the Cayman Islands to check this online game Who is the real behind-the-scenes boss?"

He always felt that Yuan Canaan was not the boss behind the scenes.

At this time, Ivan was lying on the sofa, already sleeping like a bear, smacking his mouth from time to time, and didn't hear Vladimir's words at all.

Vladimir gave him a contemptuous look, and walked into the inner room of the hotel.

It didn't take long for the highest level of Russia's KGB to receive a tip from the second in command, Vladimir.

When they saw the secret report, they all paid attention to it.

First, the president of Russia wants to come to China to preside over the wedding, and their security must be in place.

Secondly, when it comes to the top secret of the state, "parallel space", they also want to conduct an investigation.

Of course, the most important thing is to find out who is behind this game, and what is the real purpose of contacting them, the KGB?

After all, if "parallel space", a topic comparable to the top secret of the country, can be exchanged, that person's request is definitely not an ordinary request.

...

The next day, Vladimir and the driver Ivan sat at the dining table and couldn't eat.

In front of them was their favorite borscht, served with Ukrainian bacon, cut into thin strips and tossed with minced garlic and apple cider vinegar, which was delicious.

But the two of them put down their knives, forks and spoons after a few bites.

The driver, Ivan, couldn't hide his words, and asked again: "Is what that nagging woman is telling the truth?"

Vladimir glanced at him, lowered his head to drink the soup with a spoon, and said solemnly: "Didn't you say that she has a brain problem and is a hypothetical psychosis? Continue to think so, and don't be misled by her. Believe what she says , no wonder I’ve been just a driver for so many years!”

"I was the driver!" The driver, Ivan puffed out his chest and glared at Vladimir. "I just ask you if what she said is true! You're kidding me!"

Vladimir didn't want to answer at first, but the driver Ivan was a very "talkative" person.

If he doesn't achieve what he wants, he can annoy people to death.

However, Vladimir is also a Chinese paper with worries. It was not until the red cabbage soup was finished that he endured a strong headache and said slowly in the gap between the driver Ivan's car grunting: "It doesn't matter what she said is true or false, what matters Yes, what is she going to do next."

"Don't forget the purpose of our actions, whether she is true or not, we have to cooperate with her, so is it important whether her words are true or not?"

The driver, Ivan, suddenly realized that he was not the best when it came to wheels!

The most powerful is their second in command, Comrade Vladimir!

...

Two days later, a commercial airliner from North America swooped down and slowly landed at the Cayman Islands International Airport in the western Caribbean Sea.

The cabin door opened, and white men and women in T-shirts and shorts happily walked down the gangway from the plane.

The two men and women walking in the middle were of medium build, both wearing sunglasses.

The man has light flaxen hair, which is messy. He looked up at the sky as clear as blue crystal, squinted his eyes, and said, "It's really hot."

"Yeah, thirty degrees, can it be hot? What misunderstanding do you have about the Caribbean Sea?" The woman beside him was blond, but her skin that should have been fair was slightly tanned, like honey.

When talking, he looked around and smiled, as if he came to this resort for the first time.

"Tsk tsk, the sea water here is really extraordinary. When I was on the plane, I saw that the shape of the island here is indeed like a turtle stretching its neck, Peter, is this the origin of the original name of the Cayman Islands?" She pointed curiously Refers to the blue sea.

The sea water and the sky have almost the same blue crystal color, and there is no boundary between the sea and the sky, which is far and wide.

This flaxen-haired man is Peter, the leader of the Russian KGB Far East Action Group, but he has now been promoted to the top of the KGB, only one level lower than Vladimir.

"Cayman Islands was first discovered by Columbus, right? I remember it was originally called Turtle Island." He looked around, "But it's not because of the shape of these islands, but because the waters here are rich in turtles."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "...Linna, do you want to eat turtle meat for dinner today?"

"Sea turtle meat?" The woman named Linna wrinkled her nose, "Is it delicious?"

"I heard that it's not bad. It's a specialty here." Peter and Linna staggered off the plane and went to the customs to go through the customs formalities.

They were holding American passports, and the formalities were quickly completed.

Because of its unique geographical location and commitment to the development of financial business, the Cayman Islands is a small place with a small population, but it is very rich and prosperous.

The total population is only 40,000 to 50,000, but there are dozens of luxury hotels, large and small, and there are countless three-star and four-star hotels.

Peter and Lena stayed at the Grand Cayman Marriott Hotel. This hotel is relatively close to the city center, and the scenery of the beach is nowhere else, but it is convenient and lively.

Walking all the way, the banana tree as tall as a person was blown by the sea breeze.

There is also a large waist-shaped swimming pool at the entrance of the hotel. The water in the pool is blue, which is exactly the same color as the sea water not far away. It should also be the sea water introduced.

Linna twitched her lips and muttered: "...It's really sick. The beach is ten minutes away, and a swimming pool needs to be dug at the door? Some people will abandon the beautiful and natural beach so close to them and run to stay in this place. In the pool?"

As soon as the words fell, a burst of shouting and laughter came from the direction of the swimming pool.

Lina: "..."

Peter shook his head indifferently, "Slap in the face? It's just that some people are so boring, don't be surprised."

He walked ahead with his suitcase, turning a blind eye to the boys and girls who were playing water polo in the pool by the roadside.

Linna snorted, took a few steps to keep up with him, and said dissatisfiedly, "Peter, is this your attitude? I'm your girlfriend!"

Peter stopped and took off his sunglasses. His eyes, which seemed to never be opened, lifted one eyelid and gave her a light look.

With just a wink, Linna suddenly found that she almost stopped breathing.

If the pressure had any substance, it seemed to be strangling her throat.

Peter put on the sunglasses, Linna rubbed her throat, breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered, "...What do you mean? Am I not your girlfriend?"

Peter walked up to her, leaned close to her ear, wrapped his arms around her thin and strong waist, and said softly, "Linna is Peter's girlfriend, but Lina is not just you."

After he finished speaking, he took a step back and patted her face, "You just call her by this name temporarily, don't think too much about it."

Linna shivered, almost bewildered by the beautiful scenery of the Cayman Islands.

She collected herself, "Got it, thank you for reminding me."

It is said that Peter's former partner died in Tunguska Tiankeng. She is the second Linna, the vacancy of the previous Linna.

The two walked into the hotel lobby and checked in according to the pre-booked room card.

Their room was a duplex suite on the sixth floor of the Marriott Hotel.

As soon as the two entered, they restrained the sweet atmosphere of the hippie smiling faces outside, opened the suitcase and started working.

The first step, of course, is to detect whether there are eavesdropping and secretly recording equipment in the room here.

Pinhole cameras were at the center of their testing.

The two inspected the entire suite for half an hour, decided that there were no such devices in any corner, and then began to pack their luggage.

Peter resumed his businesslike demeanor, drooping his eyelids and said, "I live downstairs, and you live upstairs. Pack up your things and go down to eat, and start moving after dark at night."

Lin Na was stunned, "Act today? Don't you want to rest overnight?"

Peter glanced at her. "You supposed to be on vacation?"

"...Even if it's not a vacation, you should act as soon as you arrive. Shouldn't you find out the route here first?" Linna is also a very skilled field worker, and she has her own set of rules for action.

"Didn't you find out the direction of the route here before you came?" Peter turned around and picked up the suitcase. "I'll go to my room, go down to eat in fifteen minutes, and then go out."

Linna puffed her cheeks and went upstairs with her suitcase.

Fifteen minutes later, the two changed their clothes and went to the hotel's own restaurant for dinner.

It was lunch time, and some people in suits and leather shoes came to eat one after another.

Most are men, mostly white and Asian.

The voice is loud, but it is not uneducated, but with a superiority from the bottom of the bone.

Because I know too much about my own excellence, I don't even have good manners.

"Joseph, when will your maintenance be done?"

"Come on, the system is too big, and it's a distributed cloud database, every backup will kill me!"

"Such a large game system, with so many people online at the same time, has never crashed. This is the programmer of your company!" A thin, bald white man at the next table turned his head and gave them a thumbs up.

"Mr. Chris, the main reason is that this system is really awesome. We just maintain it, and we don't even know who wrote it!"

"What a genius!"

"Did you know? The source code of the entire system is only twenty-five lines! The online game Yourlife developed with it can become popular all over the world and support one billion players!"