Chapter 423: Draft design

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The group is alive, at least last night.

Now there is not a living person in the group talking. I don't know whether it

is alive or dead, and Kemeng does not dare to chat on the public screen with

the supervision number.

The supervisor number will not be counted as one of the group members, and

there is no Kemun number among the 231 group members.

"This is the House of Shadow Stream, it's so quiet." The people around Kemeng

stared at the screen. If no one stopped them, their faces would almost stick

to the screen.

"More than two hundred group members, are these group members deacons...Well,

I saw the elder's nickname." The fire-fighting man saw the elder nickname

under the group leader, and his eyes lit up.

Kemeng dragged the mouse down to pull the cursor. There were nine elders, and

the rest were basically deacons.

"What is their penguin number, record them all, and then secretly monitor

their chat history and IP address!"

At this moment, the people of the Special Affairs Investigation Bureau were

extremely excited, and after waiting for so many days, they finally touched

the hometown of Big Fish.

Kemeng clicked on the number of the group owner and silently recited his

penguin number.

Then click on the number of each elder, and remember one by one.

This is all precious information and is of great use to them.

The network monster is also making efforts to inquire the whereabouts of each

IP address of the members of the Shadow Stream.

The members of the Shadow Stream House have all redirected the IP, and the

Internet address is not their real address.

The network monster jumped more than a dozen broiler computer springboards,

acting secretly, and found the real addresses of several people without

disturbing the broiler computer.

In the online world, there is no hidden trace of extraordinary power, and it

will be a matter of time before the IP address is found.

After a while, the network monster announced the IP addresses of several

online shadow deacons.

Check their physical network card address by IP address, then hack into the

cameras around the actual address to further confirm the location, etc.

"I found several offline addresses." The network monster gave a few pictures

of offline surveillance cameras.

Kemeng took a look, and there was a snapshot of an Internet cafe, and some of

the street scenes.

In the picture of the Internet cafe, there is a man playing on the computer in

the Internet cafe. He has a thick beard and a strong figure. It is a frontal

photo.

He is the only person who can capture the front face. The other members of the

shadow stream seem to consciously isolate the camera. The network monster does

not have a good intrusion point. The front face cannot be captured, and only a

few nearby street views can be taken.

"Only one shot shows the face, but it's normal, and it's impossible for a

vigilant person to give a chance." The man at fire nodded.

Kemeng looked at a few pictures. The addresses of these pictures were taken

from abroad. With the ability of the Bureau of Investigation, it is difficult

to go abroad to catch people unless Jinlizhou is very stable and does not need

to be stable.

Kemeng looked through the chat records of the Shadow Stream House again.

Unfortunately, there was no long-term chat record in the group record, and

only the record one day ago could be seen at the furthest point. .

"Why doesn't this group have a chat history from a day ago? There are too

few."

Other groups have previous chat records, but it can't be found here.

"May be cleared by secret power."

Kemeng could only think like this, otherwise it would be pointless to be

horny.

"Real-time monitoring of the chat records in the group, remind us if someone

chats." Kemeng ordered.

"Yes." There was no emotional electronic synthesis sound from the speakers.

Kemon looked at the records within a day in detail, and the group owner seemed

to be planning something, but there was no action plan in the group.

"The group owner may have used the private chat channel to explain the plan.

Can you find the chat history of the group owner's account with the group

members?" Kemeng asked.

"No, the record is empty." The network monster said helplessly. "There is no

record in the supervision system. I can't do anything."

Kemeng touched his hair, a little irritable, and finally fell into the shadow

stream home, there is no record of the group leader's private chat with the

group members.

Or does it mean that group owners’ private chats are also affected by hidden

powers?

Kemon couldn't figure it out and left the room temporarily.

Kemeng had a dream last night. In the dream, he inspected the technology

required for the super-electromagnetic gun in detail. He also used the Cthulhu

to conduct super-detailed peeping, and he had a superficial understanding of

the super-electromagnetic gun.

Yes, it is a superficial understanding.

Kemun’s scientific knowledge is not advanced. Even if he has a glimpse of the

entire structure and the molecular structure of the material, it is difficult

to digest as his own knowledge.

What Kemon can do is to squeeze out these remembered things little by little

and let the professionals in the Bureau of Investigation study them.

"In the bureau, is there anyone who is more skilled in scientific research?"

Kemun asked Luo Yuan.

"There are a few." Luo Yuan recalled.

"Introduce them all, I'll get to know them," Kemon said.

After a while, Kemeng communicated with several scientific researchers in the

bureau, and by the way, he sketched with a pencil to draw what he wanted to

draw.

"This is..." The old men looked at the design sketches, half-surprised, and

looked up slowly.

Kemeng invited experts in the field of electromagnetic weapons. When several

experts saw the draft of the finished design draft, they were immediately

touched.

Luo Yuan silently observed the expressions of the experts. He didn't expect

any technological content in the things Kemeng drew, but looking at the

expressions of the experts, it didn't seem that simple.

"Several professors, this picture..." Luo Yuan hesitated, and he was very

particular about the questioning method. There was neither denial nor

affirmation.

"Don't make a noise." Several old experts didn't speak, only the young experts

were silent, and their eyes were inseparable from the design draft for a

moment, touching the soul.

Kemon saw this result, already knowing the general idea.

It should be no problem, but I don't know if it can be restored.

Material is the main problem. If the material problem is solved, the energy

will follow a template.

Imitation and creation are two different levels of concepts, and the

difficulty of imitation is undoubtedly several levels lower than that of

creation.

Of course, the material barrier must be crossed, otherwise the clever woman

will not be able to cook without rice.

Kemeng waited for ten minutes, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com saw that several

experts had enthusiastically discussed it, and seemed to be greatly inspired

by it.

Kemeng did not bother them when he saw this, and quietly retreated with Luo

Yuan.

"Team Ke, where did the prototype of the design drawing come from?" Luo Yuan

asked curiously.

Kemeng is still the captain of the rescue team. Luo Yuan's name is not wrong,

but Kemeng is a bit uncomfortable, and he has become a team without knowing

it.

"I dreamed of some strange things last night, and then I had the prototype of

the super-electromagnetic gun in my mind. I speculated that the special item I

got from waking up this time was a'memory'." Kemun said.

Luo Yuan screamed and suddenly realized.

"I said why no new things have entered the treasury today. The memories I

acquired... well, the things I acquired are getting more and more weird," Luo

Yuan muttered.

Speaking of strange things, Luo Yuan and Kemeng thought of volcanic rocks

uncontrollably.

The power of volcanic stone, the entire city and the world are affected by it.