Chapter 206

Mo Yi's eyebrows slightly frowned, and his fingertips gently tweaked the keyboard a few times, pausing the video.

He stared at the screen in front of him with a deep dark eyeball, and his expression was gloomy.

The room fell into silence for a moment.

Mo Yi doesn't think this is the trick of the game.

With the ability of the game to cover the sky with one hand, it can directly interfere with the source of video shooting. He just analyzed his figure in the video, which was almost completely covered by color spots and light spots. The source data of these images has no trace of artificial interference, just like... it is just that the photographer's grasp of the light is temporarily unbalanced - even though Mo Yi clearly remembered that there was no strong light in the room that could interfere with photography.

Although the video after the snowflake spot appeared was very cleverly processed, Mo Yi was still able to identify the traces of the processing. This trace could only come from human operations, not games.

If it wasn't a game, who would it be?

Mo Yi pulled the progress bar back to the origin and played it again.

He stared at the interface after the video was played, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

According to his understanding of Jiang Yuanrou's siblings, it is probably rare that people can have the ability to touch on what they want to save, let alone modify and process it. However, Jiang Yuanbai's possibility is not very high. His motivation to replace the content of the video is completely unreasonable. If Yuanrou can live from the copy, then he will easily be exposed in it. If Jiang Yuanrou cannot come out of the copy, it will be dead without evidence. If Jiang Yuanbai does not want him to see the content in the video, he can never hand over the video to himself, instead of handing him a processed video on the premise of knowing his identity.

Then... there is only one possibility.

Mo Yi raised his head from the computer screen and slowly looked around in the quiet study room, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He was a little confused from the beginning, why did Jiang Yuanrou specifically instruct Jiang Yuanbai to take him to this room and then read the memory card-

Mo Yi quickly sorted out the logical line in his heart.

Jiang Yuanrou understands Mo Yi's sensitivity to computers and data, so if it is really Jiang Yuanrou's move, then she must know that no matter how careful the operation of the video is, there is a very high possibility of discovering it. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that she must let Mo Yi open the video in this room.

——She was trying to convey something to Mo Yi.

This information is hidden in this room.

Mo Yi stood up from the chair in front of the computer desk, walked slowly around the room, and searched carefully in the study, fumbled between every corner and gap, trying to find any hidden clues.

He even pulled out every book in the bookshelf a little, looking for all possible mechanisms.

But still nothing was found.

Mo Yi frowned and stood in the center of the room, slowly looking around the entire spacious room. When his eyes passed the computer screen on the desktop not far away, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Jiang Yuanrou not only deliberately asked Jiang Yuanbai to bring herself to this room, but also emphasized that she could see the processed video in the room, probably... it was not only because there was information hidden in the room, but also because there were key clues that could decode the information in this processed video.

That's why both are so indispensable.

Mo Yi quickly walked back to the computer desk, pulled open the chair and sat down, and devoted himself to the work of analyzing the video.

He carefully decoded and analyzed the video one by one, and finally found some clues.

When snowflakes appear in the video, it is the time when manual processing and synthesis traces appear. After the code hidden in each frame of the screen is double decoded, a set of seemingly irregular numbers will appear, all in pairs, and a total of six pairs.

But these numbers are not encrypted in any password that exists today.

Mo Yi reached out and pressed his eyes that had been sour when he stared at the screen for too long. His eyes accidentally flew across a corner of the room, and then stopped thinking about it.

He reached out and pulled the notes on the table beside him, and used a pen to copy the string of numbers picked out on the screen on the paper. Then he held the note and walked quickly to the wall opposite the room. The whole wall was full of books, all of which were recorded in regular order in the bookshelf. Mo Yi took the note in his hand and carefully compared the numbers on the above and found the rules inside. The first two numbers in all the sequences were within 08, the second set of numbers were within 15, and the bookshelf that occupied the entire wall happened to have eight shelves and fifteen layers.

So, by analogy, these six sets of numbers are the bookshelf, the layers, the books, the page, the lines, and the words.

Mo Yi pulled out the corresponding books from the bookshelf and found the words corresponding to the numbers inside.

The first three correspond to English words, and they are combined into - takethemall.

Mo Yi thought for a few seconds, then stood up and took out all the books mentioned in the numbers from the bookshelf at once. When he took out the last book, he heard a slight metal friction sound behind him. He looked in the sound and saw a secret door slowly opening behind the place where he was sitting. The silver-white metal door reflected the cold light of modern technology under the light, and on the metal door there were triple locks, voice patterns, fingerprints, and password locks.

He stood up, stepped forward, and tried to press his finger on—

The fingerprint lock is unlocked.

It seems that the door was indeed designed for him.

Then... the other two locks are easy to solve.

Mo Yi walked back to the place where he spread the books, and according to the numbers he copied on the note, he opened each book and found the corresponding items, and wrote down the password he found, then walked to the door again, and put the passwords on it one by one. With a "drip" sound, the password lock was unlocked, and then the voice-print lock was easily unlocked.

The thick metal door slowly opened inward, and the light inside lit up one by one.

The cold and pale lights fell in the narrow metal corridor, and the bright light reflected a nearly dazzling light on the smooth dust-free ground. The cold temperature slowly oozed out from the door, making the study room covered with midsummer sunlight soaked a hint of coldness.

Mo Yi looked at the thickness of the door and couldn't help but make her tongue smacked.

Such a thick alloy plate is at least a military configuration.

He withdrew his gaze and walked towards the inside of the metal door. There was no extra color in the clear corridor, only the stiff iron gray slowly extending into the inside. Mo Yi found that he was walking downwards. This passage should lead to the underground of the villa. The lights along the way lit up with his own pace. The air in the closed space was turbid and cold, and the temperature was lower and lower, which made Mo Yi, who was only wearing a single clothes, shivered involuntarily.

After a long time, he finally reached the end of the passage. The scene in his sight gradually became widened, and the last light suddenly lit up, illuminating the eyes-

I saw that at the end of the passage there was a not very large room, the walls were still thick alloy plates, the cold walls reflected the pale lights in the room, and one of the walls was inlaid with a square screen. The whole room was filled with sharp and straight edges and straight lines, and it looked lifeless.

On the opposite side of the screen are tables and chairs.

Mo Yi walked to the table and found that the one placed on the table was exactly the same chip as the one given to him by Jiang Yuanbai before - this should be the original video.

His eyes paused slightly, and he stayed next to the chip, where there was a videotape placed right in the center of the table, looking quite eye-catching.

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. He took the lead in picking up the chip containing the original video. After reading it with a computer, a familiar video interface jumped out from the screen. He was still standing in the center of the room with his backpack on his back, waiting for something in a slight state. From time to time, he looked down at his watch. Mo Yi looked up at the upper right corner of the video, and there were still three minutes left before he entered the copy.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the moving picture on the screen with all his attention.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the progress bar of the video gradually reached the time period when snowflakes began to appear in the previous video that had been tampered with. Mo Yi slowly held his breath, waiting half expectant and half worriedly, and his heart gradually tensed up as time went by.

At this moment, the video seemed to be disturbed by something, and suddenly began to distort and distort on a large scale. Mo Yi's already very blurred figure in the video became even more difficult to recognize. The next second, the whole video suddenly became dark, but the time in the upper right side of the screen was still walking backwards. It was not until a minute or two that the screen lighted up again, and the room at this time had become empty.

The video is over.

Mo Yi pulled the progress bar back and then began to analyze the video frame by frame.

There is no trace of manual processing in the video, as if the black screen in the middle is just the cameraman covering the black fabric on the lens. The source code in the entire video is coherent and smooth, without the possibility of being cut or replaced.

——This is indeed the original video.

It is completely a game technique, superb and exquisite, without the possibility of revealing a slightest key information.

Mo Yi turned his head and looked at the video tape on the table, his heart squeezing slightly.

Then, the information Jiang Yuanrou left him should be hidden here.

He put the video tape into the reading opening specially stored at the bottom of the screen, and watched the dark video tape slowly swallowed into it. The screen flashed a few times, and an unclear picture appeared. The dim light seemed to be shaking violently with the adjustment of the camera, and it took a while to return to stability.

The next second, Jiang Yuanrou's face appeared on the screen.

Mo Yi's pupils shrank slightly.

All the players selected by the game, whether they were taken before or after, would be blurred like interference.
Chapter completed!