A certain passenger plane to the Netherlands, in first class.

"With only these clues, how can I find someone? The elders of the monastery really gave me a big problem."

While tilting his legs to look at the thick pile of materials in front of him, Roberts complained that although the materials are thick, there are not many valid materials. Some of the information is clearly known to the person who provided the materials, but they deliberately concealed it, even When the clues were unwilling to let go, it seemed as if trying hard to cover up.

What did this little guy commit? The monastery should be so cautious?

Looking at the information in his hand, Rao knew that he shouldn't inquire about such news, but Roberts couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart.

"If you can't find it on the information, let's go and check it out."

The woman wearing sunglasses next to him was lying on her seat comfortably, drinking juice, and said that as friends who have known Roberts for more than ten years, she and Roberts are obviously the most tacit partner.

"Let's see what can be found... I hope I don't return without success."

Roberts closed the document and said casually.

...

United States, New York suburbs, early morning.

"Mrs. Melissa, good morning."

"Good morning, Julie..."

Walking on the road, carrying a basket of vegetables, while saying hello to the acquaintances she met, Mrs. Melissa’s face was full of smiles. Today’s weather is also very sunny and a peaceful day, but when her eyes turn to look When looking at the room with the curtains closed, she couldn't help but mutter in her heart.

In Mrs. Melissa's view, her new tenant is a very weird person.

This is not a prosperous area in New York. It is far away from the city. The traffic and signals are not good, but this haggard-faced young man came here directly and decided to rent it here.

Although there are occasional poor students who come to New York to study and live here, but the new young man, Mrs. Melissa is definitely not one of them, not to mention that Mrs. Melissa has never seen him go out of the house. He prepared a bunch of compressed food and didn't know what he was doing in the room all day long. The most important thing was that he was very generous and directly rented the rent for a year. This is definitely not something poor students can do.

But Mrs. Melissa is not an inquiring person. She has great respect for the privacy of others, so that's it.

"Strange young man..."

Looking at her rented house, the curtains were closed tightly, and there was no way to see what was inside, Mrs. Melissa murmured, and she turned around and went to the nearby Wal-Mart supermarket to sell ingredients.

But when she turned around, she didn't realize that there was a pair of eyes staring at herself behind her...

Behind the closed curtains, the room was completely dark. Through the tiny gaps between the curtains, a pair of eyes stared at the Mrs. Melissa who was walking on the sidewalk with a basket of vegetables. After confirming that Mrs. Melissa had gone away, the master of those eyes silently read her lips.

"...Mrs. Good morning... weird young man..."

If Melissa was by his side, she would be shocked to find that the owner of the eye was repeating what she had said between herself and her neighbors.

In the end, the owner of the eyes nodded as if confirming something.

"Not to inform, I haven't exposed yet."

He turned his head and looked at everything in front of him. It was a very messy room, with electronic parts and some strange devices scattered everywhere, as well as the strange computer that was shining with light.

Yes, this is his current situation, a situation he had never imagined before.

He pushed away the clutter on the table, stared at the various codes on the computer, and then his hands flew on the mechanical keyboard.

Different from the common IN operating system, his interface looks extremely simple and primitive, because it was written by Bruni himself, and he has not considered any interface beautification issues at all. Anyway, his understanding is enough, as A hacker has long been accustomed to the entire code command manipulation.

As for Wicresoft’s IN operating system? He doesn't trust this operating system at all. This system with vulnerabilities everywhere is just a thing to fool the general public. It was created purely to make it easier for the ignorant public to operate the PC, and it is something that can't understand Xiaobai.

There is no regular computer camera, no headset, no external equipment, except for a typewriter similar to the telegraph era to act as an input keyboard, there is no extra function, because of his superb technology, Bruni can deeply understand How easy it is to leak your own information in this era.

You never know what programs are secretly running in the software you downloaded, and you never know what kind of browsing habits and speculations about your behavior are being silently recorded on the webpage you click on, let alone how many people invaded your camera. And peeped at your big face through your camera, even the simple browsing itself is always recording your various behaviors...

Telephones, fax machines, mobile phones, game consoles... and even some **** toys with remote control functions. Anything that passes through the network or even non-network is a tool and monitoring in the eyes of hackers.

"How to escape surveillance? Your only choice is to abandon all the tools of modern life, escape to the forest no one knows, and live a primitive life self-sufficiently."

This is a cold joke among hackers.

In this world full of the Internet, hackers know countless things far beyond ordinary people's imagination. They can monitor everyone, invade banks, invade state institutions, and even use social workers to invade the environment of the physical network.

In this technology-based world, they are unscrupulous, and as the world's most powerful hacker, Bruni has never been known. He has amazing talent and intelligence. From the time he wrote the first program by himself when he was 3 years old, he understood his talent, because he knew the truth of "good wanderers dying by drowning" and always maintained a high level. Low-key behavior until...

Something happened.

"...427647 surveillance...49684 anomalous targets...187 dangerous targets...11 highly dangerous targets...no danger for the time being..."

Beside this operation interface, there is a special icon display, and a string of special letters shows detailed information.

Tiramisu, this is an Italian dessert and Bruni’s favorite food, so he named the auxiliary AI he designed "Tiramisu". Although a bit crude, there is no doubt that Tiramisu is the world's top AI. With a highly complex logic system, coupled with a specially modified machine, this is also Bruni's most powerful weapon.

In the past, relying on tiramisu, Bruni even became the ruler of the entire world...

He successfully manipulated the entire network.

Relying on the supercomputer in the basement that was more than the size of several villas, the ultra-high computing power tiramisu invaded countless places, and once controlled the entire world's network, all monitoring, all secret institutions, and even just Rooney is willing, even if it is a nuclear bomb launcher that is theoretically physically disconnected and can only be operated manually, he can press it through social engineering.

The wisdom achievements of mankind over thousands of years, the highest human power, were once completely controlled by one person.

All cell phones, computers, cameras... all became Bruni’s eyes. Through the monitoring of more than billions, relying on tiramisu, he silently monitored the whole world and monitored the people of the whole world. He knew everything. Human actions and information, he can even predict the future of mankind by predicting the character and behavior of all mankind.

He can become the president of the United States on the bright side. As long as he is willing to spend a few years, even if he is not enough to run this year, he will certainly achieve this goal. Even if the Constitution is amended for this purpose, he can also build an unprecedented A huge company, because he can know all the depressed talents and emerging technologies; even those ancient legends and weird creatures hidden on the back of the world can’t escape his eyes. When those things are arguing, he doesn’t know that there is one. Watching them with cold and indifferent eyes...

Yes, he is the **** of the new world.

His power once approached omnipotence in a certain sense, and he was able to do everything that humans could achieve, but, precisely because he knew so much...

He shuddered with fear.

"Those idiots never know what they are facing."

Crouching on the stool weirdly, biting his nails habitually, looking at the "agents" and "mercenaries" in the surveillance cameras looking for him everywhere, Bruni made a sneer. This is his habit. But this sneer is more like to get rid of some kind of anxiety and fear in my heart.

He knows that the organization called the "Prince" is trying its best to find itself, and even the "Freemason" is assisting in finding itself at the request of the Priory~lightnovelpub.net~Of course, they are no longer called. Freemasonry, during this long period of time, Freemasonry inevitably missed its footsteps. It was written and written by many families and had to abandon its shell and renamed it "Illuminati". As for that, it is still there. Recruiting Freemasonry is nothing but a guise for coaxing people, an ordinary association of friends.

The only person who really knows him is the Priory, the ancient organization deeply involved with the "World Key". Only a dozen people really know his existence. The others are just trying to find someone called "Uberto." "Bruni" is just a young hacker.

Yes, his only opponent is the monastery.

The Priory...

He muttered silently in his heart, squatting on the stool, holding his head, knowing that Tiramisu is always monitoring the surrounding environment, but he felt an unspeakable fear, a deep instinct. Tremble deeply.

The pupils expanded unconsciously, as if the muttering dream echoed in his ears.

"Those guys stupidly think that monsters are humans..."