Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

Feeling someone patting her shoulder, Jiang Yin pulled herself out of her past memories.

She opened her eyes and saw Tang Ning handing her a few tissues.

She paused for a moment, then wiped her face and found herself already in tears.

She took the tissue and covered her face.

Tang Ning said softly, "I'll get some sleep. We'll be at the transit airport in a few hours."

Jiang Yin sighed inwardly:

Lately, memories have been flooding in, my thoughts are being washed and sorted through repeatedly. Regret and reflection are real, but to say I regret it is not true. Let bygones be bygones!

At the transit airport, the two went to the restroom to tidy up their appearance.

When they came out again, the two had changed drastically: Jiang Yin was dressed in a black robe from head to toe, with only her eyes showing.

Tang Ning was dressed in a white robe, with a red and white checkered turban on his head and a thick beard.

I don't know what I put on my face, but my complexion has darkened considerably.

He lowered his head, letting the headscarf cover most of his face.

Once they boarded the plane to their destination, their carefully prepared attire proved its worth, allowing them to blend seamlessly into the passenger crowd without attracting anyone's attention.

After the layover, the second leg of the journey would take another 5 or 6 hours, so Jiang Yin forced herself to sleep to conserve her energy.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yin was awakened from her sleep by a commotion. A broken English announcement came over the airplane's intercom, informing her that the plane was about to land.

Whether Tang Ning hadn't slept at all or was already awake, she was staring intently at the voice prompts on the radio with bright, piercing eyes.

Jiang Yin looked down through the porthole, and as the plane descended lower and lower, the view of the destination airport came into view.

The entire airport site was devastated, riddled with bomb craters.

The adjacent runway, in particular, is so riddled with craters that it's practically unusable.

Only the one currently in use is still intact, barely enough to allow aircraft to take off and land.

Since the plane couldn't dock at the jet bridge, passengers had to disembark on the tarmac and walk to the terminal.

As Jiang Yin stepped off the plane and faced the terminal building, she was shocked by the devastation it had caused.

Half of the terminal building was destroyed by the bomb, and the other half was in ruins.

Not a single pane of glass was intact, and some window frames were teetering on the brink of collapse, posing an imminent risk of falling.

Garbage and debris were piled up everywhere.

The airport authorities are incredibly resilient to continue operating under these circumstances.

After leaving the airport, I found Ah Jie at the contact point. He was a local and spoke basic Mandarin.

He was wearing clothes that resembled military uniforms of indistinguishable color, with a headscarf wrapped around his head, and a weathered face.

I later learned that he was only 30 years old and a father of two.

Without much small talk, the three of them got straight into Ah Jie's car.

It was a convertible similar to a military jeep, its body rusted and dilapidated, looking like it might fall apart at any moment.

Ah Jie said the journey to the destination would take 7 or 8 hours, with many checkpoints along the way. He told Jiang Yin and Tang Ning not to speak and to leave everything to him.

Along the way, this war-torn country revealed its true and cruel side to Jiang Yin, and what she saw and heard was shocking.

The further south you go, the more checkpoints there are, and the guards wear different clothes and carry all sorts of equipment.

Ah Jie got out of the car and negotiated with them. It's unclear what Ah Jie said to them, but they were all quite easy to talk to. They usually just glanced at Tang Ning and Jiang Yin a few times and then let them go.

A-Jie said they were all different tribes. He had traveled this route many times before and had made connections with them, so they were already quite familiar with each other.

When we arrived at the target village, it was almost dusk, and the setting sun, like blood, was splashed on this desolate yellow sand.

There were no human voices, no birdsong, not even a wisp of wind; only broken walls and craters everywhere, telling tales of past tragedy.

The car couldn't get in at all, so A-Jie hid it behind a wall that hadn't collapsed yet. Then he led the way, guiding Jiang Yin and Tang Ning as they trudged into the village.

This can hardly be called a village anymore. The houses are mud-brick houses, which are already small, and now they have been bombed to the point of collapse, leaving only ruins and nowhere to even step.

The two followed Ah Jie, turning left and right, for a while until they arrived at a relatively intact courtyard.

Upon entering the courtyard, a burly man, around forty years old, stood facing us with an anxious expression.

Upon seeing them, he rushed over as if they were his saviors, speaking in a thick Northeastern accent:

"Emma, ​​we've been waiting for you! If you hadn't come, this treasure would have been lost."

"Come on, come on." The older brother from Northeast China then pulled Tang Ning and Jiang Yin to a corner of the courtyard.

There, a low shed was built using earthen-yellow tarpaulins against two gable walls.

Jiang Yin and Tang Ning crawled into the shed and saw the long, thin thing.

It is wide at one end and narrow at the other. The diameter of the wide end is about 1.3 meters, and the total length is about 4 or 5 meters.

Because both the front and rear ends were damaged, the original length should have been around 6 meters, but the condition is relatively intact and the main components are still there.

Such a large thing, in this time of war, let alone being transported to a dock hundreds of kilometers away, would probably be destroyed in minutes after being pulled a few hundred meters away.

The man from Northeast China said, "The higher-ups ordered it to be bombed and everyone to evacuate first, but we couldn't bear to leave. We went through so much trouble to prepare this."

Jiang Yin walked around the large object and saw that explosive charges had been placed all around, ready to be blown up at any time.

The man from Northeast China followed Jiang Yin's movements with his gaze, suppressing his anxiety as he asked, "How long will it take?"

"A little over two hours," Jiang Yin replied briefly.

The man from Northeast China immediately became anxious: "No, we can't hold out for that long. They'll be searching us soon. We'll only have an hour and a half at most."

"I'll try my best." Jiang Yin knew the seriousness of the problem; her older brother was reluctant to leave and was risking his life.

"How many of you are left?" Tang Ning asked.

"Including me, that makes three. The other two are on guard outside." In his haste, the man from Northeast China unconsciously started rubbing his hands on his pants.

Seeing the anxious look on the man's face, Tang Ning noticed that his eyes were bloodshot and his beard was unkempt, clearly indicating that he had been racking his brains over this for a long time.

Even though his superiors had issued an evacuation order, he and his companions chose to stay behind, disregarding their personal safety, and persisted until the very last moment.

Thinking of this, Tang Ning couldn't help but feel a deep respect for these colleagues from the Fifth Division.

There is no such thing as a peaceful and tranquil life; it is only because someone is bearing the burden!

Tang Ning said, "We'll start right away and try to finish as soon as possible. If things get too difficult outside, please let us know."

"Okay, thank you." After saying that, the man from Northeast China pulled Ah Jie outside, saying as they walked:

"We'll go help too, so we can hold out a little longer if a fight breaks out."

"Okay," Tang Ning replied.

Jiang Yin had already started working, climbing into the belly of the big guy through the damaged part at the back.

The manufacturer of this large device has implemented a double-layered protection system to prevent the technology from being stolen.

With one layer of physical protection, core data is stored in a reinforced, sealed box for physical isolation.

This can only be deconstructed on-site, which is why Jiang Yin had to be there.

The other layer is a self-destruct mechanism. If the insulation box detects the theft, it will detonate a small bomb inside, destroying all data.

Jiang Yin lay inside the large device's "belly," using the beam of her headlamp to locate the special interface encased in multiple protective shells. She peeled back the interface and the tamper-evident cover, carefully plugging in the specially made phone cable she was holding.

Then he started typing codes rapidly onto the phone screen, the characters scrolling across the screen at lightning speed...

Almost an hour later, sporadic gunshots rang out outside.

At this point, Jiang Yin had completed the deconstruction and began downloading the data.

However, the progress bar only shows 50% of the area.

Sweat began to bead on Jiang Yin's usually calm face. She quickly patched the program to speed up the download.

After almost an hour and a half, the gunfire intensified.

The sound of hurried footsteps rang out as the man from Northeast China rushed back, carrying two submachine guns, shouting in a hoarse voice:

"I can't take it anymore, I can't hold on any longer!"