Peerless Genius System

A piece of news spread quickly on the online platform, and it was thrown into the calm lake like a boulder, setting off a wave in the news media circles in Magnesium, and the content of this news was: July 6th, the White House Will be bombed destructively, those who cherish life, please do not stay in the White House on that day!

The White House is the official residence and office of the President of Magnesium, and its status in the hearts of Magnesium people is supreme. People of Magnesium can joke about many things, but they will not joke about blowing up the White House. The attempt to blow up the White House failed, and now someone threatens to blow up the White House. Could it be another terrorist attack?

"Is this a joke? Which guy is full of food and dares to publish such remarks on the Internet, is he not afraid of being arrested by the FBI?"

"It depends on whether the FBI will take it seriously, but looking at this calm, the FBI doesn't take it seriously at all. They must be busy investigating the death of Professor Adrian at the University of Washington."

"Which stinky shit released the rumor, want to see God earlier?"

"There are still five days. I want to see if it is true. If the White House is really bombed, it will be fun, hahaha..."

"I think this is a joke, but it's a bit too big. I suggest that the federal government attach great importance to this matter, pull this person out of the virtual online world, and put him to death!"

Netizens in Magnesium expressed their opinions on the matter. Most of them felt that it was just a keyboard warrior who had nothing to do with his presence on the Internet. Of course, there were also a small number of people who were a little bit concerned about the result of No. 6 after five days. Looking forward, after all, life is too boring and boring. If the White House is really bombed, although Magnesium will be disgraced, it will also add a unique flavor to this boring life.

【White House】

A white neo-classical sandstone building consists of the main building and the east and west wings. On the roof of the main building, there is a flag of Magnesia, which flutters in the wind.

In the luxurious and solemn presidential office, the dark-skinned President Obama was talking and laughing on the phone with the leader of a certain country (Note: the president in the novel is fictional), and a male secretary who was allowed in was respectful Waiting aside, he didn't make a sound to interrupt Obama's call.

Obama, who had said it well, suddenly said solemnly: "Abdullah, I heard that Saudi Arabia is secretly developing nuclear weapons. Is there such a thing?"

The king of Saudi Arabia on the other end of the phone was frightened. You must know that in the two previous wars launched by Magnesium, the excuse was that the other party was developing nuclear weapons. In fact, there were no nuclear weapons. nuclear bomb.

"Mr. Obama, there is absolutely nothing. We Saudi Arabia are oil exporters, and the country's focus is on oil exports. How can we develop such weapons of destruction." Abdullah quickly denied.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I'm just joking."

Obama's serious expression loosened, and he smiled, "You know, I just won the Nobel Peace Prize. It is my duty to maintain world peace and prevent wars in this world. Like nuclear weapons, even the earth can give The terrifying things of destruction must be resolutely attacked."

Hearing these words, Abdullah was dumbfounded, thinking to himself: Since you know that nuclear weapons can destroy the earth, why don't you destroy all the nuclear weapons in your country?

On the surface, it was a respectful nod: "Mr. Obama really has a heart for world peace. In view of this, I hereby promise that the price of all oil exported from Saudi Arabia to Magnesium will be reduced by one point."

Hearing this, the smile on Obama's face became extraordinarily bright, as if to say: You are on the road.

"Hahaha... Well, the conversation between us was so pleasant. I'll talk to you next time when I have time."

"OK."

Abdullah hung up the phone with a bitter look on his face. After hanging up, he lost control of his emotions. He spat on the ground and scolded, "Bandits, robbers!"

Obama in the White House Presidential Office was in a very happy mood.

While thinking about who else could intimidate and intimidate to benefit the country, his secretary seized the moment to speak.

"Mr. President, you have saved several trillion dollars for our country. It is really a blessing for our country to have a president like you." The secretary first flattered him.

Obama said with a smile: "I have always hated people who are slapping horses, but your flattery makes me very comfortable, and I know how to do it, so you are my secretary, not someone else."

He has made huge profits for the country in just a few words. This is of course a huge achievement, and this achievement made him feel high. At one time or even now, many people questioned him, saying that he personally planned and initiated two incidents. War, but the Nobel Peace Prize was actually awarded to him, he chose to ignore it, and accepted the award despite these doubts.

He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip: "By the way, what do you have to do with me?"

The secretary smiled and reported: "That's Mr. Obama. Yesterday, there was a message on the Internet saying that on the 6th, that is, four days later, someone will blow up the White House in the future."

Um?

Aoba's tea drinking stagnates slightly, then waved his hand and said, "Go on."

"The FBI dispatched the most powerful computer experts to decipher the IP of the speaker, but found that it could not be deciphered anyway. The computer technology of the other party was far superior to theirs," the secretary said.

Hearing this, Obama frowned tightly: "Can't you decipher it?"

Of course he knew that the FBI's group of people were not rubbish. Even they couldn't decipher the IP address of the other party. This matter is more serious, which means that the statement to blow up the White House is not as simple as bluff and false information. .

The secretary nodded: "Yes, the FBI authorities suspect that last year, a cyber war we organized was 'killed' by a mysterious computer expert in China who was castrated alive, because the technology for building a firewall is the same for the two."

"Continue." Obama's brows became more and more frowning.

"On the evening of the 30th, Adrian, a professor of biochemistry at the University of Washington, was shot and killed at home. On the 1st of this month, this statement threatening to blow up the White House appeared on the Internet. The FBI authorities believe that the two things are related. , Guess it was done by the thousand-faced killer Xiao Han who caused a bloody storm in Japan."

"What do they mean, the thousand-faced killer Xiao Han and the mysterious computer expert 'Mie' are the same person?" Obama quickly grasped the core point of the secretary's words.

The secretary nodded heavily: "Yes."

"It doesn't make sense. Huaguo can produce such a computer genius. From what I know about them, they should be highly protected. How could he be allowed to act alone? Aren't you afraid of losing such a rare genius?" Get up, walk back and forth, puzzled.

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