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Chapter 92 Mu family history (4)

Hearing this familiar voice, Rorschach suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, and subconsciously stuffed this small book into his coat pocket.

Afterwards, Luo Xia quickly turned around, and gave Wen Xun a false smile, "My God."

Wen Xun's eyes were cold, staring at Luo Xia in a panic, "What are you doing here?"

"Me." Luo Xia swallowed guiltyly, not daring to meet Wen Xun's eyes, rubbing his hands together to make up a reason.

In the next second, Luo Xia slapped his thigh hard, pretended to be very angry and said loudly: "God, the law and order in Beijing University is too bad! The administrator just said that I stole the reading list. He held me tight and told me to tidy up the library."

After finishing speaking, Rorschach added in order to express the seriousness of the matter: "One month."

But Wen Xun was not as innocent as she thought, and could be fooled by such a deliberate way of changing the subject.

Wen Xun looked down at Luo Xia, staring at her eyes, as if he could penetrate to the bottom, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

Luo Xia originally thought that Wen Xun would be able to pity her so that she would be spared the punishment of tidying up the library, but who knew that Wen Xun didn't say anything for a long time, and finally just asked: "Have you finished tidying up?" ?”

As a result, Luo Xia was taken aback by his question: "Huh?"

Wen Xun raised his eyebrows unilaterally, as if he didn't want to say it again.

"Oh, it's over." Luo Xia pursed his lips, still looking pitiful.

"Get up, go back." Wen Xun glanced at her coldly, then turned and left.

Luo Xia, who stayed where he was, had a dazed expression, Wen Xun left now?Don't you even ask what happened?Doesn't she really want to tidy up the library for a month?

Thinking of this, Luo Xia frowned, not very happy, then she stretched out her slender hand to touch the book in her pocket, and got up reluctantly.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes explained that after Wen Xun and Luo Xia left, they made a phone call.

"Hello?" There was a faint voice on the other side of the phone.

"Report to the young master, the things have been taken away by him."

Hearing this, the person over there said softly: "Okay."

The caller was a little puzzled: "Master, why are we doing this? This matter has nothing to do with him, right?"

The person on the other end of the phone paused for two seconds, then responded flatly: "Only he can solve this matter, otherwise I wouldn't be like this."

……

Luo Xia came back with Wen Xun, and Wen Xun didn't say a word during the journey, which made Luo Xia feel a little uncomfortable.

Back at the RY79 base, as soon as Rorschach entered his room, he took out the book in his pocket and carefully locked it in a box.

In the evening, RY79 has training. Luo Xia came out early and sat on the living room sofa waiting for someone. Not long after, Wei Fanxi sneaked and sat next to her.

Wei Fanxi glanced around cautiously, seeing that there was no one else, he whispered to Luo Xia: "Xia brother, tell the truth, did you write that report yourself?"

Luo Xia looked at Wei Fanxi and raised his eyebrows, wondering why this guy was still thinking about this matter.

But Wei Fanxi's eyes were too sincere, Luo Xia had no choice but to ask, "What's wrong?"

Wei Fanxi glanced at Luo Xia, and asked with complicated eyes: "Do you still remember what you wrote on the third line of page No.12?"

Luo Xia frowned, looking at Wei Fanxi's eyes as if he was watching a neuropathy, "What's the matter?"

Wei Fanxi gave a "tsk", took out his mobile phone from his jeans pocket, swiped twice, found a photo, and placed it in front of Luo Xia.

Luo Xia took Wei Fanxi's mobile phone, enlarged the picture, and looked at the third line of page No.12 he said.

At first glance, this is just jargon for some network programs.

But after taking a closer look, Rorschach's neck stretched a little closer to the screen, and he noticed something was wrong.

The above is not a set of ordinary codes, but a set of special passwords that she is very familiar with.

When she was in the R organization, she used a set of codes that only their internal staff knew, called the Noro code, which was circulated in underground organizations around the world.

However, the Noro cipher looks the same as ordinary codes on the surface, and ordinary people will not feel any difference when they read it. It is nothing more than some symbols that are used too much.And people who often use Nolo passwords will unconsciously add those redundant symbols when writing codes, which can be regarded as an occupational disease.

But the problem is that this report was written by Wen Xun.

Thinking of this, Rorschach's face became serious.

Seeing Luo Xia's expression, Wei Fanxi burst into a smile: "Ha, I just said that you found this article on the Internet, but you still don't admit it. I saw these things in Lao Ye's when I was a child, and they were messy. I still don't understand, how could you."

With that said, Wei Fanxi put away his phone and patted Luo Xia on the shoulder: "However, seeing that you are not feeling well today, I won't take advantage of others. Don't worry, I won't expose you."

Wei Fanxi is happy now, but Luo Xia's thoughts have been stuck on the string of numbers just now, unable to concentrate again.

Whether Wen Xun really knows how to use the Nolo code, Rorschach doesn't know, but Ji Zheye was born in the Onan Military Region, so he must be able to understand it. Will Ji Zheye doubt her identity?
Thinking about it, Luo Xia's heart beat a lot faster, she turned her head to look at Wei Fanxi, a little nervous: "Professor Ji..."

Before she could say anything, Wei Fanxi waved his hand, his tone was very flat: "Lao Ye has already seen it, but he insisted that Team Wen wrote it for you."

Regarding this, Wei Fanxi raised the corners of his lower lips, and joked: "I don't believe it. It's too late for Team Wen to clean you up. How could it be possible to write a report for you?"

Hearing Wei Fanxi's words, Luo Xia didn't feel relaxed at all, but felt even more weird.

In other words, does Wen Xun really know how to use Nolo numbers?
So what kind of person is he internationally?
Luo Xia bit the corner of his lower lip, thinking for a long time but couldn't think of an answer.

(End of this chapter)