Half past nine in the evening.
National Information Warfare Research Center.
Director Du Jun was in his office, propping his head with his left hand and lightly tapping the table with his right, his face full of worry.
Tang Qing may not realize the influence his 'people searching' website has, but Du Jun is acutely aware of it.
Every hacker, white hat, or large internet company in the country, all those with some knowledge of internet technology, have deified this website because no one has been able to take down this site so far.
They are naturally among them.
Every method exhausted.
Absolutely worthless.
The website seemed flawless, but as an expert in this field, Du Jun naturally didn't believe in flawless programs or websites. It's just that the flaws haven't been discovered yet. However, after so long, the arrogant prodigies of the research center were all slapped.
It really... hurts.
