Live Wilderness Adventure - Chapter 749 9 out of 13

"What spam?"

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Carrying a shotgun and preparing to hunt for today, Mugaren took out his mobile phone and found an email from someone he didn't know.

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Mugallon, whose brain was polluted, scolded: "The **** operator sold my information again!"

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After speaking, Mugaren deleted the email, put the phone back in his pocket, and closed the car door humming an unknown song.

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An alley in Los Angeles.

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Bi Fang, who sent the email, waited for a while, but did not get the expected response. Yao Jun scratched his head beside him: "Is it really possible?"

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"Wait a minute, maybe his phone is not around." Bi Fang hesitated for a while, but chose to continue to wait.

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Mugaren is not his own licking dog. He will not reply in seconds if he sends a message on QQ, let alone an email.

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No matter how carefully the hiders cover their tracks, any exchange of digital information runs the risk of security breaches.

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Therefore, professionals will adopt a multi-pronged approach to ensure their own information security.

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Various layers of encryption for messages sent via anonymous networks or fake e-mails are just the first step.

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Whereas spies used to hide information-laden photos of particles in the tip of a pin, today they enclose text documents in digital images that can only be displayed after decompression.

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Bi Fang pastes an insignificant image into a text document before writing a message, then types sensitive information above or below the image, and changes the font color to white to further enhance security.

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After this, when the message is sent, the size of the image file will be a guise to disguise the extra space occupied by the text.

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The reason for choosing Mugalun is not only that the other party is an ordinary person, but he has also worked as a special forces soldier. He should have his own vigilance for such a message transmission method, and it is easier to find out.

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after an hour.

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The photographer held up the camera and felt a little sore in his hand. After putting it down, he took out a piece of bread from his backpack and gnawed it, and handed it to Sean beside him.

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After Yao Jun's persuasion and Bi Fang's search of his own deeds, Xiao En finally dispelled his doubts and worked with everyone.

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The reason why they didn't leave immediately was because everyone discovered that Sean actually had a bank card of his own!

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Although there is no money in it, it is also an important way to transfer the borrowed money to your hands.

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Not all homeless people are vicious. Sean graduated from high school with honors, then went to Yale University with a bachelor's degree in economics, winning several scholarships during the period.

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After graduating, he worked in the banking industry on Wall Street. Later, he went to Hollywood to establish his own photography and film company. He made small achievements in his career, and even bought his own real estate in Silver Lake.

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But you can tell from Sean's appearance at this time that he has encountered setbacks since then.

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Originally, his life was smooth sailing, but his partnership broke down. Soon, his mother contracted cancer. The successive blows caused a huge blow to his body and mind.

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After several moves, he moved into his car. Then the car was lost.

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The soaring housing prices made Sean completely join the tent camp, and he couldn't even live in the park, because the showers here will be sprayed regularly, not to water, but to disperse the homeless.

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Until now, the duo of Bi Fang and Yao Jun "caught a strong man". "Man, your life is really wonderful." The photographer said with admiration.

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"It's all over." Sean smiled and happily nibbled the bread given by the photographer. This was his first meal today.

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Fortunately, the Bi Fang duo are not real criminals. They are in a good state. Whether they buy a mobile phone or help transfer money to complete the game, they can all get their own rewards.

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No matter how bright the sun in Los Angeles is, it will cast shadows at the corners of the city roots.

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The homeless are the lingering side of the city, they are phenomena and individuals.

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They walked through the shadows of the city at different paces, the urbanites looked sideways, and the mainstream voices were kept secret.

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However, under the dome, this group lived in solidarity with the city in their own way. Everyone was a little bored waiting. "I think he may have seen it, but he didn't take it seriously. Do you want to try again?"

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After another hour, Yao Jun also nibbled on the toast. There was no squirrel meat as the filling today.

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"Okay, then resend it again."

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Bi Fang thought for a while, and thought it might be the content. He shook his thumb, thought for a moment, logged into Twitter, and after browsing for a while, he chose a photo of a well-known **** blogger and posted it.

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Yao Jun blocked his throat with an old groove, and exclaimed, "Your mother is really a genius." "Cough cough." The men present couldn't help shifting their gazes and bowed their heads slightly.

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......"Hey, the harvest is full!"

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Mugaren strung the prey on a rope, pulled it to the car, and then took out the suddenly vibrating mobile phone, dissatisfied, "Why is it spam again, Mom... Damn, this..."

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Mugaren wanted to delete it again, and then block the other party, but this time, he hesitated for a moment, and his eyes stayed a few more times. In these few times, he found something different...

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There seem to be words under the picture?

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After attracting attention, everything that followed was simple. Mulgaren was trained to know how to read it correctly, and he quickly read the entire message.

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After reading the content. Liar?

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No, it can't be a liar, a liar can't be so professional, he has never learned this technique himself, but thinking about it carefully is very useful.

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Is that true? After thinking about it, Mugallon decided to check it out first.

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Many citizens with more sensitive lives usually want to reduce some of their electronic footprints, so they often share email accounts with close people.

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They don't use these accounts to send and receive emails, but keep communications secure by saving draft emails back and forth and reviewing them separately, so there's never any alarming potential traffic.

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Mugaren is not one of them. Although he is worried that his information is often leaked, it is not to this extent, but he knows that if what the other side said is true, then he should do it.

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After a simple exchange of information, Mulgaren finally confirmed that the other party was indeed Bi Fang. Obviously, Bi Fang needs his help now! It's a rare thing. Mulgaren was quite excited. Type out:

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"I heard that you have a thing in China called 'Nine out of Thirteen Returns'?" Where did the **** learn these things? Bi Fang was depressed in his heart, typed quickly, and clicked send.

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"Fuck off! Get the money! Hurry up!"