The child's face appeared in Owen's mind. It was impossible, absolutely impossible. Owen shook his head hard, and he could not make the logic of this matter together. He immediately found the child's borrowing records, and it was really all computer books.

Sweat! Owen took the child's library card and read it out one by one. What shocked him was that most books had never been borrowed by anyone, and a very small number of handwritten annotations appeared on these books. Owen flipped through the books one by one, and finally picked up the "Computer Manufacturing Technology". He completely collapsed. The annotations on it were a complete understanding of computer hardware, because this child actually wanted to build a computer by himself...

The book slid from Owen's hand, and his head was blank. Kid, kid, this word kept hovering in his mind, his hands trembling. Suddenly realizing something, he rushed to the phone, and pulled the old professor's phone in panic, holding the speech tube, and the phone went through. He stomped his feet anxiously waiting for someone to answer.

A very important academic report meeting was being held in a large classroom. The atmosphere was very serious. The old professor standing on the podium suppressed his nervous heart and gave a report very carefully. This report meeting was so straightforward to him. He worked hard for half a year. All the senior leaders were sitting there. These people could lose all their work by just one finger, and they could also make him upgrade to several levels!

At this time, a female teacher appeared at the door and notified him: "Professor Kron, you have an important phone number!"

Professor Kron was very angry. He didn't know who was so unrequited, but he had already reported this. He had to say sorry to the leaders in the audience: "I'm so sorry, I'll answer the phone!"

When Professor Kren saw the leaders showing a little dissatisfaction, he knew it was inappropriate. He seized the time and had to rush back immediately after answering the phone.

Walking out of the classroom, he walked to the office in a brisk pace close to the trot, and impatiently picked up the verb and said, "Hey, who is it!"

"It's me, I'm Irving!"

Professor Kron's face sank: "Why are you hitting this time..."

Immediately interrupted by Owen on the other end: "Come on, come here, come here, I found the masters of those programs, hurry up, be sure to be quick!"

Professor Kron was hit by lightning and ran to the station...

At the National Physics Laboratory, on the huge network tracking machine as big as the third floor, more than a dozen scientific researchers were busy in the control room sweating profusely. Tens of thousands of sign lights were flashing, and George was pacing back and forth anxiously.

Suddenly, a researcher said in surprise: "There is a result!"

George was startled and rushed forward and said, "How is it?"

"There are illegal visitors, with data packets we intercepted outside the computer, and this visitor has visited this file!"

“FD’s investigation report? Where is the address of the visitor?”

"National Air Defense System..."

George slapped the table suddenly and exclaimed: "I understand. It turns out that everything is done by the FD. The Ministry of Defense just caught two dead pigs and invaded the air defense system. From there, it was a springboard to invade the FBI database. Hurry up and track it in depth!"

The researcher said: "This, the data packets are all transmitted to the computer of the air defense system, and the tracking is interrupted. We did not place the data packets on the air defense system to block the air defense system!"

George hurriedly said, "Is there no other way?"

The researchers were silent for a while before saying, "There is one, but it's just a little bit, too exaggerated..."

"No matter what method is, we must find out. All procedures will be handled by our FBI!"

The researcher said: "All data on the Internet must pass through a transit station, that is, the St. Peter's Supercomputer Center, which is all the data, all the... including trivial matters and national security matters. You can imagine how large the data volume of the entire network is...!"

“Specific?”

"The St. Peters Supercomputer Center has a super disc stack that backs up data from the last week on the network. If you find the packets we intercept from this data, you will have a chance!"

"What procedures are needed?"

The researchers were silent for a moment and said calmly: "Call Congress..."

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“Connect the St. Peter Supercomputer Center…”

"Connect on, connect normally, data analysis begins."

After a few hours, after searching by a supercomputer, many of the same data packets were found from the huge data.

"The whereabouts of the data packets are messy and cannot be located!"

"Connect the manufacturer's parameter database and look up from hardware features!"

"From the hardware information contained in these data packets, it was found that this was a computer produced by Rovers three years ago. It produced a total of 50,000 units, with the number. It was issued by the 1,4023 computers. The sales stub indicated that these computers were purchased by the government. The government got the news that this computer was assigned to a middle school called Katris, along with more than 50 other computers..., that's where!"

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In an extremely luxurious study room, the morning sun shone in through the green trees. A middle-aged man with glasses was operating in front of the computer. His expression was very serious. At this time, the phone on the table rang. He frowned and picked up the microphone: "Hey, who is it?"

"Mr. Onida?"

"yes!"

"I am the head of the National Computer Association. We want to invite you as our technical consultant. I don't know what you think?"

"Not interested!" Onida hung up the phone after saying that.

Back on the computer, there is a senior he has always admired online on the Internet. This is Mr. Bourne who taught them before. For some reason, he has retired now, but his admiration for Mr. Bourne will not be wiped out because of his retirement. Through communication on the Internet, you can still feel Mr. Bourne's extremely strong strength.

In a very simple room, the furniture inside was very simple, but what was surprising was that there was a computer. Dad Bourne turned off the computer after a morning of communication. He was old and his body was not as tough as before. He stood up, moved his hands and feet, and looked at the time. It was time to go to work.

When I came to school and looked at these lively and cute children, Dad Bourne smiled from the bottom of his heart. It was a blessing to be able to spend his whole life in such a place.
Chapter completed!