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Infiltrating a publicly owned website that had been dormant for years, using it as a springboard to connect to another unattended network server, formed a simple attack node.

Wang Zhuo didn't understand technology, but he could follow Siyuan’s explanations.

“If it’s just simple browsing and access, without any tampering, the vast majority of hacking activities won't be discovered.”

“What about copying?” Wang Zhuo recalled scenes from many movies where the male and female protagonists were discovered while copying files, leading to intense confrontations.

Siyuan smiled faintly: “Copying is the same, provided you control the data flow. If the files being copied are too large or too numerous, you might still expose yourself.”

At this moment, she was the true expert. Not only did she show no impatience with Wang Zhuo’s apparent “incompetence,” but she also felt a surge of pride.

Even though his X-ray vision was sharp, it was completely useless here. Wang Zhuo felt he saw Siyuan in a new light; in this domain, she was the one turning the world upside down.

Siyuan began to use the network server to infiltrate a bank system. Her slender, onion-shoot fingers flew across the keyboard, like a pair of sprites dancing on piano keys.

Wang Zhuo expected this to be a long process, but to his astonishment, it only took a dozen minutes before the girl suddenly snapped her fingers with a crisp sound, laughing triumphantly, “Done!”

“So fast?” Wang Zhuo’s surprise was boundless!

Siyuan grinned like a little fox and said, “Actually, I’ve run this particular crack before; I was just repeating the steps!”

“Oh, that explains it.” Wang Zhuo suddenly understood; that was the situation.

“It’s only simple because you only wanted to check the account balance,” Siyuan laughed. “I controlled the servo computer of an ATM, making it falsely believe someone was inserting a card to check the balance. This process doesn't require withdrawals or transfers, so the verification mechanism is looser, causing no trouble.”

Wang Zhuo started to grasp it. “So, there will still be a record of the balance check?”

“No, no, there won't be,” Siyuan immediately waved her hands. “The result shown is the balance of the account you specified, but the record of the inquiry is logged under the user currently using that specific ATM. Do you understand?”

This time, Wang Zhuo understood completely. Siyuan had played a trick of misdirection, transferring the audit trail to another user’s account. She had checked Zheng Mingshun’s money without anyone noticing, leaving absolutely no trace in the bank's business records.

Just as he was marveling at the girl’s flawless execution, a light, soft body pressed against him, and those dancing little hands moved directly to cover his erection, stroking back and forth.

“Hey, hey!” Wang Zhuo laughed good-naturedly. “Business first. If you want to play, there’ll be plenty of time later.”

“We can do both.”

The girl’s smile was like a flower, and her smooth little tongue quickly pushed past his lips and teeth, wandering wantonly.

“Ding!”

A crisp sound came from the computer speakers, and she instantly spun back around, moving as quickly as a startled little rabbit.

“What luck, we’ve got some meat so soon,” she said cheerfully while her hands blurred in dazzling movements across the keyboard.

The so-called ‘meat’ was actually the hacker term ‘zombie host’ (, rouji), but Siyuan found the term too uncute, so she changed it to the nickname ‘rourou’...

Wang Zhuo looked at the computer screen. Someone was actually withdrawing money from an ATM, unknowingly becoming Siyuan’s puppet. While that person was withdrawing cash, Siyuan executed a flurry of rapid commands, checking the balances of the three bank accounts Wang Zhuo had provided her.

And in the bank’s data logs, it appeared as though the person withdrawing money had merely checked their own balance three times in a row, with absolutely no connection to Zheng Mingshun’s three accounts—this was the brilliance of Siyuan!

The balances for the three cards were fifty thousand, one million, and one million respectively. The amount wasn't huge, but certainly not small. Wang Zhuo analyzed that these cards were likely bribes Zheng Mingshun had accepted, or perhaps funds he was preparing to use for bribery.

Siyuan turned back, a smug look on her face, demanding her reward: “Three-fifths of the job done! How will you reward me?”

Wang Zhuo laughed heartily, turning her body so she sat nestled in his lap, and then tugged the coffee table closer so she could comfortably operate the computer while sitting against him.

The second ‘rourou’ arrived soon after. Siyuan seized the opportunity to check the last two cards, which held fifty thousand and one million, respectively. These five cards belonged to three different banks. During the inquiry, three of the cards incurred an interbank inquiry fee, which the nine dimes were quietly borne by the two innocent ‘rourou’ puppets.

The second ‘rourou,’ after withdrawing his money, casually checked his own balance and was instantly terrified to see a balance of one million yuan displayed. He feared being charged by the bank with the crime of stealing from a financial institution. Recalling the case of a fellow named Xu Ting who had been sentenced to life imprisonment for a similar offense, he nearly had a heart attack from fright!

As Siyuan was retracting her attack node and springboard, the number two ‘rourou’ reported the incident to the bank manager, only to be thrown out as a lunatic. He then reported it to the police station. Accompanied by officers, the one million yuan balance remained inexplicable after investigation, and he was finally released only after the police threatened him with detention.

Meanwhile, Siyuan and Wang Zhuo were completely unaware of this interlude. They had already dug up everything about Zheng Mingshun through the internet!

His birthday, birthplace, career history, social network, work achievements, traffic violation and accident records, and even his hotel stay records based on ID checks. Siyuan even hacked into a hotel he frequented and pulled up surveillance footage, seeing the woman he had spent a night of passion with.

Following the footage, the two tracked down the woman’s car. From the license plate, they discovered the woman’s name, and then, using her name and registered ID number, they obtained all her personal data!

Siyuan treated the network systems of household registration, criminal investigation, and transportation departments as if they were her own backyard; accessing any information was as easy as strolling into her own garden. Under Wang Zhuo’s direction, she even investigated Bureau Chief Zheng and his wife’s overseas travel records, as well as every flight, train, and high-speed rail they had taken domestically. Zheng Mingshun was like a small fish trapped in a glass aquarium, with nowhere to hide from their scrutiny.

“His passport number…Expiry date of his Hong Kong and Macau travel permit…Driver’s license annual inspection date…Medical insurance card usage records…”

Siyuan compiled all this top-tier information into a document and finally created a folder named “Major Corrupt Official,” dropping the document inside!

“Blocking Director Wang’s garage, you’re finished now!” she hummed triumphantly.

“Come on, do I look like the kind of person who seeks petty revenge?” Wang Zhuo said, half-amused, giving her elastic rear a pat.

“Of course not,” Siyuan chuckled. “I know, you want to eliminate a pest for the people!”

Wang Zhuo gave a low chuckle and said, “This pest is not as easy to eliminate as you might think.”

“Why not?” Siyuan knew nothing about such matters and was just following his lead.

“The Director of Finance controls the entire city’s treasury. Whether an appropriation is released quickly or slowly, in a lump sum or in installments—there’s a lot of maneuvering involved,” Wang Zhuo explained with a smile, knowing she wouldn't fully grasp it. “For an enterprise or public institution awaiting funds, a delay of just a few days could mean a broken capital chain, a dam facing collapse due to lack of repair, teachers unable to get their salaries, and countless other situations you can’t imagine.”

“High status and great power?” Siyuan recalled a term.

“No,” Wang Zhuo shook his head. “Only someone who wears the same pants as the top leadership can hold that position.”

Now Siyuan understood, and her eyes lit up: “A protective shield!”

“Exactly.” Wang Zhuo nodded approvingly. “When beating a dog, you must first consider its master. If we can’t move the shield protecting him, anything we do will be useless effort.”

Siyuan scoffed dismissively, “I refuse to believe it’s that serious. Just post all his information online, stir up some controversy, and incite a nationwide witch-hunt. Can he really have the power to defy heaven?”

“That’s actually a good idea.” Wang Zhuo planted a loud kiss on her pretty cheek to show his approval.

In reality, he already had a plan, but the girl’s bouncy backside was repeatedly rubbing against his sensitive parts, and he was already too distracted to waste time explaining his strategy for dealing with the bureau chief.

He pinched a certain rising area, teasing her with a smile, “This seems to have gotten bigger again.”

“It will get even bigger!” the girl proudly thrust out, accommodating his palm.

Ultimately, the final size was largely dependent on genetics. Analyzing Siyuan’s figure, Wang Zhuo felt she would never achieve the massive bust like Gan Lin, or even match Qi Fei’s budding curves. At best, she might equal Guan Yingying’s size. Although that was still quite beautiful, drawing envious looks from countless women on the beach in a bikini, given Siyuan’s passion, she clearly wasn't satisfied with that kind of measurement.

Seeing her expertly free his erection and prepare to begin the next round of their 'lesson,' Wang Zhuo quickly lifted her chin, saying with a wry smile, “Wait a minute, I need to wash up.”

She scrunched up her small nose, sniffed, and cheekily laughed, “It smells quite nice, I like this scent.”

A familiar advertising slogan suddenly popped into Wang Wang Zhuo’s mind: Master Kong instant noodles, that’s the flavor!

In truth, that scent was hard to evaluate. For example, the same smell of sweat—some found it ‘fragrant sweat,’ while others found it ‘body odor.’ There was also a smell described as both ‘musky’ and ‘fragrant’!

Take the scent Siyuan liked, for instance. Wang Zhuo himself found it unpleasant, yet none of his other women had ever rejected it—it was truly a bizarre phenomenon!

But regardless of the scent or personal preference, one must maintain hygiene! Wang Zhuo shook his head wryly. “Taking down the dog” was a bit too much for the current mood; he should take a shower first!