Metropolis: King of Hackers!

Chapter 688 : Underground Research Institute!

Chu Hao frowned,'As Dai Guanghua, is it just a chess piece?,

Although Chu Hao and Dai Guanghua are not on the right track with each other, this does not deny Dai Guanghua's rights and status.

Such an identity is only a chess piece, what is the identity of the chess player behind that?

Moreover, Jian Wushuang reminded him that Jian Wushuang was close to his purpose, he should know it, but he didn't know Jian Wushuang.

Even including the memory before rebirth, he definitely didn't know Jian Wushuang!

‘Jian Wushuang, who is behind Dai Guanghua? I don’t know the purpose of your approach to me. 24 Can you make it clearer!” After the text message was sent, the text message editor showed that the message was delivered, indicating that the other party had not turned off the phone.

"Izuel, haven't calculated the specific location of the other party?" Chu Hao asked with a complaining tone.

"Sir, calculating, it will take about two minutes!"

"Izuel, try to be as fast as possible, the other party may abandon the phone at any time." Chu Hao shook his head, and could only delay the conversation with Jian Wushuang as much as possible.

"Ding Dong~"

‘I will not tell you about the people behind Dai Guanghua. That person is not trivial. Although the boss you are now in a very high position and the development of Dream Entertainment is very good, I still think that you are not his opponent. As for my purpose of approaching you, boss, don't you really know? Then I will give you a little reminder, Beijing City, Internet cafe!

Chu Hao looked at the information on the phone and his face became very ugly.

The combination of Beijing City and Internet cafes is that before Chu Hao went to the Patriot Headquarters last time, he found a black Internet cafe and tried out about the Beijing City Secret Research Institute.

‘Damn it! Who is this Jian Wushuang! How does he know so many things!” Chu Hao asked himself in his heart, thinking at the same time.

Jian Wushuang's problem is more maddening than Raphael's problem.

‘Jian Wushuang, where are you from? By the way, where is your mother? I remember your mother’s life is inconvenient, right?” Chu Hao asked tentatively.

However, when this text message was sent out, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and Jian Wushuang did not reply to the text message.

Three minutes later, the mobile phone still did not prompt to receive a new text message, and what is even more depressing is that Izuer still did not calculate the location of Jian Wushuang's mobile phone signal.

"Izuel, you just said that it only takes two minutes to calculate the cell phone signal position? Are you kidding me?" Chu Hao was obviously angry, but Izuel is just a low-level pseudo artificial intelligence, not at all. Understand human emotions, even if Chu Hao was so angry that he was about to smash the computer, Izuel would not have any emotions.

"Sir, 860 has already cracked the other party's signal shielding concealment. But the other party has adopted information encryption processing and is deciphering the source of the information." Izuel's electronically synthesized voice is still cold.

"How long will it take?" Chu Hao asked impatiently.

"Sir, it is impossible to calculate the specific time. Please wait patiently, or give up the task." Yizuel prompted.

"Continue to calculate!" Chu Hao snorted.

Chu Hao threw the phone on the computer desk, and then fell on the bed behind him. Facing the fearful unknown, Chu Hao found that he was a little uncomfortable.

In other words, Chu Hao is a little unacceptable after being discovered some of his own secrets. After all, about the Beijing Underground Research Institute.

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