582: Domestic reaction

The Boss Lady lifted her eyelids and saw a bald white man. She waved her hand with a lack of interest, "No, no."

But after saying that, she paused, then suddenly looked up. Repheus watched her actions and was also taken aback. Could there be a clue?

His attempt at a pleasant expression ultimately couldn't last, and he returned to his usual serious, frowning look. He asked in a dry voice, "It seems there is a clue? I am looking for this person."

As he spoke, he took a photo from his pocket and placed it on the table. It was precisely a photo of Zhang Qi.

However, the Boss Lady didn't even look at the photo he placed on the table. She just stared at him and said, "Has anyone ever told you... you look a lot like someone?" Repheus was startled and asked, "Who? Me?"

He had never thought about it, and no one had ever said such a thing to him before. To say he looked a lot like someone? Like who?

The Boss Lady said, "A comedian among our Chinese people... please wait a moment." As she spoke, she took out her phone and enthusiastically searched.

Soon, she raised her arm again and showed the phone screen to Repheus.

Repheus looked at the phone screen behind the glass window, his face somewhat grim.

"I look like him? Where?" In Repheus's opinion, other than being bald like himself, there were no similarities.

"You definitely wouldn't feel like you do! This is Guo Da. If it were someone else, they would definitely say you look very much alike!" The Boss Lady laughed heartily.

Meanwhile, Repheus was somewhat annoyed. He slapped the table with a 'bang' and asked again, "Hey! I'm asking if you've seen this person! If he has stayed here!"

Hearing the sound, the Boss Lady put away her joking attitude. She glanced at the photo, then quickly shook her head, "I haven't seen him. Isn't this the one from the TV today? If I had seen him, I would have called the police. Don't worry." As she spoke, she thought of something, "A young man did come today, but it's definitely not this one."

Repheus frowned and asked, "Which room is he in?" His expression was somber. Although the Boss Lady said it was definitely not him, it was best for him to confirm it himself.

After all, Zhang Qi was certainly not a simple person. It was very possible for an ordinary person to be deceived by him without paying special attention.

Just then, the door of the hotel was pushed open.

Su Yue had just finished eating outside and entered the door. As soon as he entered, he saw a bald man talking to the Boss Lady at the counter, and both of them looked at him simultaneously.

At this moment, Su Yue immediately controlled his breathing and heart rate. His eyes didn't change, but his mind had already begun to make judgments.

The bald man's police officer demeanor was too obvious; even ordinary people could basically tell his special identity.

And what was the situation with this bald man appearing here at this time? Had he been discovered? Just at this moment, the Boss Lady spoke, "That's him."

The moment Su Yue stepped into the hotel, he had quietly removed his mask. After all, with makeup skills in hand, as long as he avoided surveillance cameras, he had nothing to fear. He knew that people's eyes were often the easiest to deceive.

At this moment, he looked directly at Repheus, observing the other man's bald head, the wrinkles on his brow, and his eyes. He understood in his heart that this person was by no means ordinary. Especially that fierce demeanor and hawk-like gaze revealed his extraordinariness.

Their eyes met. Although Repheus was a little nervous when he heard the Boss Lady's words, when he saw the young man's face clearly, that sense of urgency instantly dissipated. This face was completely different from Zhang Qi's, far beyond what simple disguise could achieve. However, he never expected that someone could reach such a level through makeup.

At this moment, Su Yue sensed that Repheus's doubts had disappeared, so he nodded slightly to the Boss Lady and then went upstairs along the stairs. The Boss Lady looked at Repheus and asked, "You've seen the person, is there anything else you want to ask?" Repheus shook his head, turned around, and left the hotel.

Afterward, he went to bars, restaurants, and other places, but found no further clues. Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was nine o'clock, with only twenty-four hours left until the trial began.

Repheus was filled with doubt. He thought, "Since the trial is set for tomorrow night, intentionally leaving such a long time in between indicates that Zhang Qi needs some preparation. He possesses excellent Hacker technology, even surpassing the United States Police Department's technical team. So, what is he preparing? What does his so-called trial mean? Is it murder?"

With an unclear target, he had no way to start. If the culprit's goal was clear, things might be much simpler, but now it seemed the culprit's goal was merely revenge.

"Revenge? Is it revenge for the United States Police Department arresting him? But he blew up the United States Police Department building, isn't that revenge?" Repheus sat on a bench on the street in Chinatown, holding a coffee cup, constantly thinking and combining the limited clues in his mind.

"The word 'trial', the identity of the 'judge', what do they represent? Is it also revenge? Besides the United States Police Department, what else does he want to avenge? This society?" He tried to figure out the culprit's psychology and behavior patterns.

"His actions and what he has done seem unreasonable. Was my starting point wrong from the beginning?" Repheus's brows were tightly furrowed. Night fell, and he still had gained nothing today.

The only thing he knew was the cause of Owen's death, but even so, he felt Owen's death was full of strangeness. Finally, he helplessly crumpled the coffee cup and stood up to leave Chinatown.

He had a plan. Since there were no clues at the moment, it was better to act when the event actually happened. Blindly searching for Zhang Qi was almost an impossible task.

This night was certainly unusual for the citizens of the United States. The live trial, the escaped bomber, the blown-up United States Police Department building - a series of news stories left them feeling suppressed yet curious. They wanted to know what the live trial truly meant.

And the most nervous was Howell Jonathan. He was the mastermind, funder, and planner who colluded with Owen to frame Zhang Qi. Owen's death brought him some relief, but at the same time, he felt uneasy. The culprit's madness and ability to carry out that madness made him tremble.

He worried about his safety. Although his residence was extremely secure, he still felt afraid. What kind of energy could someone who could escape from the United States Police Department building, blow up the United States Police Department, and cut off the live broadcast lines unleash?

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He seemed to have provoked someone he shouldn't have.

Amidst the tension and unease in the United States, a night passed.

However, early the next morning, a live broadcast room named "The Judge" appeared on the Twitter live channel, and its popularity soared. In just half an hour, it jumped to the top of the entire platform.

In a school in the United States, the teacher had just opened the computer when it automatically acted uncontrollably, opened the browser, and entered the live broadcast room interface. Not only this school, but almost all computers in all schools encountered the same problem. Unless the power was cut off, the computer would remain on this screen - a black, empty live broadcast room.

Not only schools, but also office computers in some companies, many people's personal computers, and even many computers connected to the external network in the United States Police Department were affected! This live broadcast room was directly pushed to the top of the entire site by artificial traffic! For a time, the United States was almost out of control!

"What is going on?!" "Can't work anymore!" "When did I get the virus?!" People exclaimed one after another.

The United States, this highly modernized city, almost every company's operation and every school's teaching could not do without the assistance of computers.

Computers, this tool of life, while bringing convenience to people, have also been exploited by some lawless elements, such as Hackers, who have found opportunities.

Especially those public computers, which often hide seven or eight Trojan viruses. The backdoors left by these viruses have become channels for Hackers to control computers. They usually just use these computers, called "zombies," to share computing pressure or perform other operations, without needing complete control of the computer. However, this does not mean they cannot control them, especially when the computers are completely defenseless.

Su Yue's goal was to break through the backdoors of these Trojan viruses and use these widely spread viruses to control those computers. He set these viruses to launch simultaneously at 9 a.m. in the United States. Once the computer was turned on, the virus would immediately strip the user of their operational rights and begin to self-replicate, injecting new viruses into each hard drive, set to continue replicating after activation.

This action quickly infected countless computers, and the news immediately made it onto the local news in the United States and quickly became a hot topic on Twitter. People complained about this sudden incident. Helplessly, they could only turn their attention to the video interface that was forced open. However, other than the word "Judgment," they could not see any other meaningful content.

People began to speculate and question what this so-called "Judgment" meant. Was it going to judge them? They gradually pointed their fingers at the United States Police Department, questioning why the United States Police Department had not yet arrested this Hacker and brought him to justice.

And within the United States Police Department, many computers connected to the external network were also infected. Chief Qiao Qi's personal laptop was immediately taken over by the Trojan virus after connecting to the network. Even if he disconnected from the network, he could not operate the computer again.

Chief Qiao Qi's face was extremely pale. He never expected that Zhang Qi's "Judgment" would begin here. He quickly summoned the technical team and asked them to come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible.

However, the Team Leader of the technical team told him that although solving this virus was not difficult, due to the large number of virus outbreaks and rapid proliferation, unless Microsoft was contacted for a hotfix to repair the backdoor vulnerability, solving just one or two computers would not have any effect at all.

Chief Qiao Qi felt a splitting headache. He realized that Zhang Qi seemed to have the ability to destroy the normal operation of a city.

He had never thought that in just over twenty hours, the originally calm and stable United States would fall into such chaos.

Just as Chief Qiao Qi was overwhelmed, the technical team suddenly found the address of one of the Hackers, in Queens.

Chief Qiao Qi immediately decided to take action. Although he couldn't directly find Zhang Qi's address through this method, since Zhang Qi was using other Hackers' servers, it was possible to find Zhang Qi's location by using the IP addresses of these invaded servers.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from all directions, even from the laptop Chief Qiao Qi was holding: "Respected citizens of the United States, dear audience, hello. Of course, also the gentlemen from the United States Police Department who are looking for me, hello to you too."

Not only Chief Qiao Qi's laptop, but the entire United States echoed with that voice.

"Hello, I am Zhang Qi." The voice penetrated every corner of the United States. Although the giant advertising screen in Times Square was not affected by the virus, the speakers of nearby shops and other infected computers in buildings all transmitted this voice.

People stopped using their phones and quietly listened to the voice coming from all directions. The entire bustling United States seemed to instantly quiet down, with only Zhang Qi's words floating in the air.

"This trial is not aimed at individuals, but to expose the filth behind the city's glamorous facade." Zhang Qi's voice was gentle yet crazy, stirring people's hearts.

He continued to talk about the greatness of the United States, but also mercilessly pointed out the city's problems: bureaucratic corruption, collusion between businessmen, and the injustice suffered by ordinary citizens. He called on people to pursue a truly fair city where everyone could enjoy the fruits of their labor.

Su Yue's words were not truly to uphold justice for the people of the United States, but to plunge the United States into deeper chaos so that he could act and hide himself. He knew that the United States Police Department's power was limited, and as long as the chaos continued to expand, his plan would proceed more smoothly.

People listened to Zhang Qi's words, their eyes began to change, with discussion mixed with doubt.

"Is this guy crazy? When can the United States Police Department catch him?"

"What he said is too idealistic. Who doesn't want to be born equal? But some people are born with more."

"A madman's idea... But isn't this the world we should pursue?"

Intense discussions quickly unfolded online. Not only citizens of the United States participated, but the entire United States was watching this live broadcast.

Twitter headquarters was on the verge of collapse due to the sudden massive traffic. Engineers discovered that Zhang Qi had actually modified their protocol and was using other users' computers to share the computing pressure.

The discussion escalated, and the entire United States and the United States were plunged into a huge debate.

Meanwhile, the White House in the United States was also discussing this matter, but they were not focused on the problem itself, but on how to quickly cut off this live broadcast. They feared that this live broadcast would destroy their decades of efforts in maintaining stability and lead to the collapse of the United States.

The level of the incident quickly escalated. Orders were transmitted to Twitter, demanding that servers be shut down, power be cut off, or other methods be taken to interrupt the live broadcast. However, Twitter had already tried to close the live broadcast room, but the live broadcast was still continuing, and the server load had not decreased.

After receiving feedback from Twitter, the person in charge's face froze. He realized that the situation was completely out of their control. Although the other party had only had one day to prepare, their preparation was exceptionally complete, as if they had been preparing for a very long time.

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