Chapter 790 (1/2)

Thinking of the double eyebrow micro Cu, quietly looking at the two IP addresses searched out in front of him.

One is the original IP address of Gu Yanran's small video uploaded from the cancelled microblog account. She named it address a, which is the IP address owned by Prime Minister's office at 32 Liushu Hutong. If there is no wrong guess, this account has been cancelled. It should be the trumpet of CAI Songyin, the wife of the prime minister, or the trumpet owned by her team.

This real IP address is the evidence that she wants to throw to Gu Yanran. It proves that the person who uploaded her fragrant little video is a master of the prime minister's office. Don't hold on to her.

The other IP address is named B address.

This B address should be the IP address used by a hacker when logging into the microblog account, that is, the IP used by the hacker who modified the original IP of the uploaded video. It belongs to the hacker who planted and framed her.

Can this B address IP, it is invalid IP!

What is IP?

The full English name of IP is internet protocol, which means Internet protocol when translated into Chinese.

Every device that can access the Internet, whether it is a mobile phone, a tablet, or a laptop or a desktop computer, has its own unique IP address, just like the telephone number and the household number.

Without this IP address, you can't get online.

However, all IP addresses on the network are assigned and managed by a special administrative agency located in the United States, which cannot be set by itself or even set by national institutions.

Because of this, we can find the computer behind the scenes by searching IP, locking IP, and searching in the IP database of Huo Shaoheng's special operations department. Accordingly, we can also find the person who controls the computer.

However, the B address in front of her, that is, the IP used by hackers, does not conform to the international IP naming standards.

IP addresses that do not conform to the international IP naming standards can not form normal data exchange with other computer systems. In a more general sense, what you say is not understood by others and cannot communicate with you.

This kind of IP can not reach the network protocol and has no network function, so it is invalid IP.

But invalid IP, how can you log in to the microblog account and hack into the background to modify the data?

Thinking of the frown, a hundred thought of its solution.

Is the other party too clever, with an invalid IP to cover up their real IP?

After thinking about it, I decided to try again.

Thin and flexible fingers on the keyboard to tap quickly, a string of code, generally to find out the invalid IP hidden information.

As time went by, she sat in front of the computer intently, trying to crack the ”invalid IP”.

For consideration, if a thing doesn't seem to make sense, there must be hidden information not disclosed.

She didn't believe in strange forces, nor did she believe in metaphysics. She only believed in science.

But this time, she worked hard for three hours. She had been writing code from more than six o'clock to more than nine o'clock. She couldn't find the information behind the invalid IP.

He Zhichu came over several times and didn't disturb her when she was focused on writing programs.

At this time, come back, see her lying on the back of the computer chair, eyes closed, an arm across the forehead, lips tight, a face tired.

He Zhichu knocked on the door, ”read it, want to eat some supper?”

She was really hungry. In the evening, she ate some home-made dishes she had brought from home with Ma Qiqi. Before dinner was finished, Gu Yanran called and interrupted her.

”Thank you, Professor He. I'll have some porridge and a bowl of wonton soup.” Thinking of the taste of wonton soup, I felt even more hungry.

He Zhichu said, ”well,” I'll order a meal. ” Turn around and take your cell phone and order.

Different from Huo Shaoheng, he Zhichu has always been a noble young master's style. When he was young, he was taken good care of and served. He was not good at cooking and washing clothes.

Huo Shaoheng has been in the army for many years, and these things can not defeat him.

He can cook a good dish and a good housekeeping.

Of course, in his present position, there is an orderly to do these things instead of doing them by himself.

Thinking of it in the heart of a sigh, shook his head to sit up, again looked at the invalid IP in front of, and planned to wait for supper to think again.

She's probably on the cusp now.

I went out of the study, went to the bathroom to wash my face, and then came out to heat a glass of milk for myself.

Before long, the soup wonton and sea cucumber, abalone and scallop porridge were all delivered.

Thinking of the smell of the delicious food, immediately moved his fingers, immediately sat down next to the table.

He Zhichu took a jade white medium-sized soup bowl and filled it with a bowl of fresh soup wonton.As the name suggests, soup is the key.

He picked up the bowl and tasted the soup first, so delicious that all the taste buds survived.

The soup is clear and strong. It is boiled with big bones and black chicken, scallops and scallops for a day and a night. Then the bone dregs, meat dregs, and floating foam are filtered out. Only the clearest soup bottom is left. Then, a little dark purple laver, green coriander powder, white and tender scallion, and a little salt are added. It is irresistible.

She also ate a small wonton, which was a common three fresh stuffing, pork, shrimp and eggs. But as soon as she ate it, she could tell that pork and eggs must be organic. Shrimp is also wild shrimp, not farmed shrimp. Therefore, it tastes much better than pork, eggs and shrimps bought in the market.

”Professor He, from which restaurant did you order the supper? This food material is too good. It's almost as special as Huo Shao's He Zhichu asked for the name of the restaurant with a smile.

He Zhichu showed a smile on his cool and cold face, ”do you like to eat?”

”Well.” Again, can I have a delicious bowl