Did he remember these patterns? Of course, he remembered that he had stared at these patterns for a long time. He had decomposed all the patterns many times.

At that time, Li Cu used Su Wan's laptop to splice all the pictures of all the scars on the corpse before. He thought carefully that each of the pictures of these scars was completely different, and seemed messy, but from the roughness of the edge of the wound cut by the knife, you can feel that the speed of the knife cutting through the wound was not fast. In other words, these wounds were not carved at will. Someone should have deliberately formed these shapes, so these shapes must be meaningful.

These wounds were soaked in ice water for a long time, and Li Cu could no longer determine with his naked eyes whether these wounds were left before or after death. However, he felt that the possibility of the wounds being left after death was higher, because all the wounds showed no signs of healing. Unless the formation of the wounds was dismembered and death occurred almost at the same time, this would not happen.

Li Cu searched for forensic doctors online and treated wounds, nails, ear roots and other places in detail. He found that there were sand in many places in these corpses, and it seemed that they really came back from the desert.

These pictures are constantly arranged and combined on Li Cu's computer. Li Cu parsed all the lines on all the scars. He discovered a problem. All the lines here are lines that can exist in Chinese characters, horizontal, vertical, and hooks, and there are no arcs or reverses. These lines that violate the writing techniques of Chinese characters appear. In other words, these lines are likely to be strange words that conform to the writing methods of Chinese characters. Or the person who carved these lines is a person with calligraphy skills.

Arrange these words in a row and draw them continuously on the paper with a pen and follow these strokes. The more he looks at these words, the more he feels like some kind of text.

Li Cu suddenly had a strange thought in his mind: Could this kind of text be encrypted? So he searched the Internet and found that he had knowledge about this. As long as he split all the strokes of a text and numbered each stroke, you can replace the original strokes according to a password table. For example, this stroke should be horizontal strokes, but when you write it deliberately, the words written in a certain order will be completely different from the previous ones.

Li Cu tried to infer that fortunately, there were not many strokes in Chinese characters, so he spent 72 hours finally finding the code table for the first character. But when he pushed it back, he found that it was useless.

Not only did he not deduce the sentence, but he could not even deduce the first text. No matter how he adjusted the code table, what he adjusted was another strange figure.

The encryption system is much more complex than the 26 letters in English, and seems completely irreversible.

He knew at that time that he needed a KEY, a password table used by the person who set the password, so that he could unravel the meaning of these graphics.

He saw the sticker on the back of the phone, the strange figure, the figure was very simple, but it must be in the same system as the figure on the corpse.

"Show me the number." Li Cu said to the leader.

The leader handed him the phone, "What are your mistakes?"

Li Cu looked at the only number on his phone. He felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it at once. He was a little nervous and memorized it silently in his heart. Then he began to correspond to the simple pattern on the back of the phone, and restored the meaning. This was not easy in his mind. But he forced himself to reorganize one stroke by one. Finally, the strange pattern on the back of the phone was re-decomposed into a word in his mind.

"Hey"

Li Cu's head was covered in black, as if he saw Wu Xie attaching to the phone, and raised his hand and said hello: "Hey, long time no see."

He returned the phone to the leader and said, "I don't know this number, but you can go online to check it. Maybe there will be clues, search for this number online."

"It's a number we know." The businessman said while using his mobile phone to surf the Internet, pointing to Li Cu: "It's your phone number at home."

Several people looked at Li Cu. When Li Cu took it back, he immediately showed an incredible expression, "I don't know, I don't know anything. You have been making trouble all the time."

"It's nothing strange about this. It's not that our family is staring at you." The leader said, and asked the merchant to check carefully what happened. He adjusted the address book of his mobile phone. The signature of the number was a very long string of strange symbols with more than 60 digits and garbled characters. "Do you know what this means?"

Li Cu stared at the phone and shook his head, but he gradually understood these confusing situations clearly.

Wu Xie needed to ensure that they would take their phones to Li Cu, so he used their phone number as a password, so that this side would definitely come to ask about this matter. The chances of this phone appearing in front of him would increase. This garbled code is extremely complicated. Ordinary people don’t have the patience to copy it on paper, so they will definitely show the phone directly to Li Cu.

He began to recall the previous graphics in his mind. He was trembling with excitement and tried to suppress it. He felt so cool. At his age, his admiration for physical people is far greater than the charm of brain power. But at this moment, when he restored the "hey" in his mind, he had goose bumps all over his body.

He seemed to be able to restore the lonely but controlled look when Wu Xie set up all this. In the dark hut, he calculated the password alone and pasted him on the back of a mobile phone.

This is different from the football field where Li Cu rushed into the penalty area and immediately got screams from the audience around him. Wu Xie's attack was only in the darkness. On a night long later, he saw blood in front of Li Cu.

He himself couldn't even see Li Cu's terrifying reaction, and Li Cu also knew that Wu Xie didn't care about how he felt when he understood this message.

But, it's so cool. This is the pleasure of intelligence. Countless details gather like ghosts at certain points in time, affecting all kinds of destiny.

He deconstructed the passwords in his mind, and soon, a simple command was slowly arranged.

He only saw the first three words, and cold sweat came out uncontrollably.

"Sunshine, North Star, Longitude and Longitude." The one behind seems very complicated, and he needs paper and pen.

He surrendered, and he felt that he was becoming addicted. The sports stars he liked before gradually became worthless in his mind, and he had to become another kind of person.

"What's wrong with you?" the leader asked Li Cu. Li Cu smiled bitterly and said to him: "The legs hurt a little."
Chapter completed!