Chapter 599: : Mr. V, password (3)

After Anhao grabbed his nose and ears, he wanted to learn more about Mr. V. He tapped his hands on the keyboard: "Is Mr. V usually busy? I don't know if I will go to your beach villa to measure At that time, do you have time to go together? So that we can discuss the design style together, after all, you are the owner of the house."
There was no reply for a long time. Anhao decided not to disturb him anymore, so he typed another line: "Go ahead, and I will contact you before I go back to the measuring ruler."
After speaking, she lay down on the bed, feeling that she was too tired today, and her sleepiness had gradually risen.
However, Mr. V's reply popped up in the mailbox at this time.
She was curious about what Mr. V replied. She clicked on the email and took a look, but saw Mr. V say: "Mo Bai said you are very smart. Are you interested in helping me solve a problem?"
Problem solving?
An Hao was puzzled, then took another look at the time. Isn't this Mr. V a teacher? Still preparing lessons so late?
What problem can't be solved?
She replied: "What question?"
Because of my curiosity, I forgot even the polite and modest words.
Mr. V immediately sent a reply: "2315, 19, 149. I have not been able to solve this number cipher problem. Miss Gu is an architectural designer and often touches numbers and dimensions. Maybe she is more sensitive to numbers than me. sensitive?"
Anhao stared at the string of numbers on the screen. She didn't get good grades in science when she was in school, and this string of numbers became a mess in her mind.
But this Mr. V was introduced to him by Mo Bai, and she said she was very smart. It should be Mo Bai who helped her brag in front of this Mr. V in order to help her get this high-paying temporary design job. If she is now Just be honest and say that he will not. It is estimated that Mr. V will be disappointed, and he may also consider transferring this design opportunity worth RMB 50,000 to others.
She hurriedly opened the calculator page with her mobile phone and added up the numbers separately, but the result was that her mind was even more confused.
She is not a science student, and she does not particularly understand logical things, but these numbers are illogical to people like her, so what kind of digital code is this?
She held her chin and stared at the computer for a long time before replying: "Is this digital code important to Mr. V?"
This time, there was no reply for more than ten minutes. Anhao kept staring at the numbers on the screen and couldn’t see the clue. He waited while watching. Finally found that Mr. V didn’t reply anymore, maybe he was asleep. Then he said: "Give me a few days, I will study this string of passwords, and hope to help you."
After speaking, she recorded the string of numbers on the phone, turned around and walked out of the bedroom. Seeing Huang Amao was sitting on the mask again, she simply leaned in and handed her the phone: "You work in the police station. Can people not meet all difficult and miscellaneous cases? Some unsolvable passwords can be cracked. Can you analyze this digital password?"
Huang Amao glanced at her inexplicably, took the phone and took a closer look: "2315, 19, 149? What is this?"
"If I know what this is, do I need to come out and ask you?" Anhao raised his eyebrows, and looked at the phone as well: "Is there any way to solve this digital code and provide me with a few? Otherwise I can't start."
"Why do you want to solve the digital code? Do you want to be a detective? Or do you want to play inference?" Huang Amao returned her phone to her: "I can't tell, how can an operator understand this? If you have to say what digital code is. If you do, you can find your friend, the blue-eyed foreigner I saw. Didn’t you say that he is a detective from the FBI? He should be good at reasoning."
Anhao took the phone back and ignored Huang Amao's suggestion.
She knew that Huang Amao was talking about Winner, but she didn't want to go to those people around Zuo Hancheng because of her personal problems and difficulties.
But this string of numbers...
She took a look at her mobile phone and went back to the bedroom. She glanced at the computer on the bed. There was no reply from the mailbox for a long time. It seems that after Mr. V threw the digital code to her, he should go to work or go to rest.
I feel that Mr. V is a very alienated and indifferent person.
Anhao raised her eyebrows, lowered her head and looked at the string of numbers and the question marks in her head.
2315...
Does it mean what will happen in 2315? Could it be that some mysterious number passed down by the ancestors of XX, indicating that there will be an end of the world similar to 2012 after three hundred years? Or what?
But what do 19 and 149 mean?
"By the way, well." Huang Amao suddenly ran to the door of her bedroom and said, "I know that 419 means one-night love. Isn't that 149 the same? Who sent you the digital code? Isn't it Do you have a bad idea about you?"
"Fuck off! Can 419 and 149 be the same?" Anhao rolled his eyes at her: "Watch your TV, and I will study it myself."
Huang Amao actually didn’t help her think about the meaning of this string of numbers, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn’t understand it. Seeing Anhao sitting on the bed holding the phone and looking intently, Huang Amao curled his mouth: "This is the number code. To plant something, you must first figure out what the numbers are based on. Just looking at such a row of numbers is useless."
Anhao didn't say a word, of course she knew it, so the biggest problem now is what is the basis for this row of numbers.
She glanced at the quiet computer screen again, until she stared at the string of numbers alone for more than an hour and fell asleep with her cellphone in her arms.
...
When she woke up the next morning, an idea of ​​the string of numbers suddenly flashed through her mind, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she heard the sound of dialogue outside, and the flash of light in her mind disappeared instantly.
Anhao frowned and shook his head. The aura that hadn't been caught can't come back, and for a while, there was no way to analyze the string of numbers last night. So he hurriedly put the phone aside and temporarily charged it, and turned around Get out of bed and walk quickly out of the bedroom.
As a result, she just wore her pajamas and put out her head. What she saw was Huang Amao and Rong Qian sitting in the living room with big eyes and small eyes.
"What time is this, why are you here again?" Anhao glanced at Rong Qian inexplicably, and then at Huang Amao: "Who let you let him in?"
Huang Amao's mouth twitched, and then he stared at her: "Sister! It was someone knocking on the door this early morning. You closed the bedroom door and slept like a dead pig without responding. Let me get up and see who is not afraid of death Who dares to knock on the door so early, who knows it was Rong Qian! Didn't he have been forcibly brought back to the United States by his father three years ago? How could he be here? What is the situation!"