indianbanksassociation Chapter 168 The First Step To Clear Your Name Is To Kill Your Teammates First
Chapter 168 The First Step To Clear Your Name Is To Kill Your Teammates First
The commotion on the Internet caused Qiu Yueqin to call to greet her.
"Xiaoyan, are you okay?"
"What's your name, Xiaoyan? No matter how big or small, he's called Brother Yan." Zhao Yan rolled his eyes angrily. He was most annoyed by women calling him Xiao Zhao Xiaoyan.
"..."
Qiu Yueqin was stunned for a moment, then smiled charmingly, "Brother Yan, it seems you are fine."
"What can happen to me?" Zhao Yan was a little confused.
"You haven't read Weibo? There is a celebrity who fucks you. I already know about it in Hong Kong Island."
"Celebrity? Who is so brave?"
After thinking about it, it seems that he has not interacted with any celebrities.
"You'd better take a look. There are too many. If you can't survive, you should come to Hong Kong Island."
Qiu Yueqin revealed her purpose and wanted to trick Zhao Yan into going to Hong Kong Island.
"Well, we'll talk about it later. Now, I have to do business."
Zhao Yan hung up the phone with a playful look in his eyes. I am worried that if my hacker skills are not used, my life will be sacrificed.
Return home.
He went straight to the study room. When I bought the house, I received a computer with a very good configuration as a gift.
First, I checked on Weibo to see who was hacking him.
Then they began to try to hack into these people's social accounts, and then hacked into computers, mobile phones and other devices.
"Huh? Why not?"
Zhao Yan was a little puzzled as he searched for files on the other party's computer and found that there was no exciting short video at all.
"It seems that after what happened to Teacher Chen, everyone has learned wisely and stopped storing study materials on their computers."
Although I am a little disappointed, I can understand it.
There are a few fools in the entertainment industry today, how could they leave such obvious clues?
There are some WeChat chat records, but they are not very useful.
If he sends it out, the other party can definitely bite back and say that he made a double act and fabricated the accusation.
After all, ordinary people don’t know the WeChat ID of a celebrity.
Zhao Yan couldn't prove that the WeChat account belonged to the other party.
He couldn't say that he got it by hacking into the other party's mobile phone device. Wouldn't that be handing the other party a knife?
"By the way, I can use someone else's account."
For example, for the chat records between Li Sheng and Xiao Ming, he can log in to Xiao Ming's Weibo account and post some of the chat records.
This credibility is higher than what he issued.
It can also drive a wedge between the two of them.
"But these things seem to be a bit scarce now."
The time was too short, and what Zhao Yan could collect was very limited. It was still difficult to kill those who hacked him.
After all, he is not a paparazzi, and he has a lot of dirty information in his hands.
"Huh? Paparazzi?"
His eyes lit up, and Zhao Yan had a new idea.
Yes, when it comes to dirty information, no one has more information than the paparazzi.
Others depend on this for a living, and they are watched for more than ten hours every day.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yan turned his attention to some of the more popular paparazzi on Weibo.
Then began to invade the paparazzi's computer equipment.
"Hiss, the artist surnamed Li is actually a prostitute? What a good guy, you know people and faces but don't know their hearts."
"Hey, this guy actually evades taxes? That's so dark!"
"Oh my god, little video? Isn't this a certain little flower?"
"...."
Zhao Yan browsed the entertainment industry's celebrities on the paparazzi's computers.
Although they were all encrypted files, they were like no one else's territory to him.
From time to time he exclaimed with excitement, watching with great interest.
It is the nature of all people to eat melons.
"Hehe, the paparazzi is still the best, but now it's all mine."
Zhao Yan made a copy of all the black materials.
Get it you!
The next step is reasonable exposure.
But only Nie Han's was found, not Li Sheng's.
He was left speechless.
This paparazzi is too realistic. If others don’t become popular, they won’t secretly take pictures?
...
Xiao Ming felt very proud when he saw that Zhao Yan had stopped making any noise after posting on Weibo.
Especially looking at the 100,000 new fans, it feels even more enjoyable.
It seems that this trick of gaining sympathy is still very useful.
Suddenly, the computer’s Weibo page seemed to crash.
"What a hot chicken Weibo."
Cursing secretly, Xiao Ming prepared to log in again. The new fans had to consolidate themselves, such as posting some haggard photos and so on.
Just logged in.
Suddenly I found that the background message was directly 99+.
"I'll go, that's awesome, so many fans are comforting me? Haha, it's so easy to fool me."
Before he clicked in, Xiao Ming guessed the truth.
It must have been as the matter progressed that he gained a group of fans, who sent him private messages to comfort him and so on.
"In that case, let's see what these silly kids say."
After straightening his body, Xiao Ming casually clicked on the backstage.
Suddenly, countless national quintessences swarmed in and occupied his entire sight.
"You idiot, you damn liar!"
"What a fool, do you have the nerve to pretend to be pitiful?"
"You may have lost your brain after eating too much pig shit."
"Idiot, deceiving the feelings of labor and management!"
....
? ? ?
Xiao Ming was stunned, staring at the abusive private messages from countless netizens in the background, and his mind couldn't be turned around for a while.
what happened?
Netizens this year are too fickle.
Or is it that the way he logs into Weibo is wrong?
Apparently two minutes ago, there were fans comforting him with kind words. Why is this happening?
At this time, the cell phone rang loudly.
Xiao Ming took a look and saw that it belonged to Li Sheng.
As soon as the connection was connected, Li Sheng's furious voice came over, "Xiao Ming, what are you doing on horseback? Are you cheating on me?"
"Ah? Why did I trick you?"
Xiao Ming looked confused. He had obviously joined Li Sheng in the crusade against Zhao Yan.
Why do you suddenly say this?
He wondered if he had lost his memory.
"Fuck! How many things did you post on Weibo? Delete it quickly!" Li Sheng exploded when he heard that Xiao Ming was still pretending to be stupid.
Damn it, what a great situation, this guy just stabbed me in the back, and it's totally ruined.
Conscience, very bad.
He originally thought that Xiao Ming, as a person who had swallowed pig shit with his own mouth, should hate Zhao Yan more than he did.
I never expected that this guy would do one thing to his face and another behind his back.
She betrayed him mercilessly!
How much did you charge Zhao Yan?
At the same time, Sister Hong, the "Who is the God of Cooking" program team and other related personnel were also frantically calling Xiao Ming.
But it keeps saying that the call is in progress.
Sister Hong was so angry that she smashed her phone!
After hearing what Li Sheng said, Xiao Ming quickly started checking his Weibo.
I saw that under his account, he just posted a Weibo message two minutes ago.
There is no text, just a few screenshots of chat history.
It all talks about how some time ago, he complained to Ye Fan and Li Sheng about the program team's pre-determined championship.
The comments below this Weibo have exploded.
"Oh, it's too dark."
"Nie Han looks like a bear, and he doesn't look like cooking material. There is something fishy about him. Just like this, he still has a character every day. I really laughed out loud."
"Is this guy crazy? Do you dare to post such a picture?"
"Good guy, I originally sympathized with the guy you helped spray, but now that I think about it, I'm such a fool."
“@《Who is the God of Cooking》@niehan @李星 @叶凡 what do you say?”
"It's all fake. It's impossible for our brother to do such a thing."
"roll!"