Elliot's face broke into a brilliant smile.
Even he himself sighed, impressed by how well he had handled this.
Of course, this was mainly thanks to the
At this moment, the number of online viewers in the livestream room had reached 150,000, once again breaking Elliot's livestream record.
It seems that netizens enjoy watching this kind of 'upholding justice'.
"Streamer, thank you so much, I was scammed out of over 1 million credits, I originally thought this money was lost forever, thank you so much!" Mr. Chen thanked him repeatedly, his emotions stirred, his voice thick with sobs.
"Whoosh!"
Mr. Chen sent a Carnival.
"Thank you Mr. Chen for the Carnival!" Elliot said, chuckling.
His heart was full of joy.
This joy wasn't entirely because of the Carnival; more so, it was because he had helped a 'victim' find 'justice', which gave Elliot a great sense of accomplishment.
Mr. Chen went offline.
Immediately after, two more netizens applied to connect.
One was a middle-aged man around 30, wearing a plaid shirt; the other was a university student in his early 20s, wearing a beige T-shirt.
The middle-aged man spoke first:
"Hello, Great God Little Boy! I am a director for the program 'I am a Geek', my surname is Oliver, and I would like to invite you, Great God, to participate in our program."
"Invite me to record a program?" Elliot asked doubtfully.
How could a variety show invite a
"What kind of program is yours?"
"'I am a Geek' is a large-scale cybersecurity reality show launched by a first-class information security team in the Federation, in collaboration with several universities. We will invite programmers, cybersecurity experts, and
The director named Oliver gave a brief introduction to their program.
"Sorry, I'm not interested in reality shows," Elliot refused without hesitation.
He didn't want to expose his identity.
The reason he could be 'arbitrary' and freely 'tease' female streamers and telecom fraudsters was precisely because he was hidden in the darkness, and no one knew who he was.
If he participated in a reality show, moving from behind the scenes to the forefront, then he would be in danger.
"Great God, it's like this, for every episode of our program, we will invite programmers, cybersecurity experts, and
No need to show his face, remote connection... In that case, it might be worth considering.
However, Elliot still shook his head and said, "Sorry, I'm really not interested in this."
"Great God, our program team is truly sincere in inviting you to participate, please don't refuse so quickly, could you consider it?" The director said, unwilling to give up.
"Alright, I'll consider it," Elliot said perfunctorily.
Director Oliver went offline.
The university student who was still online quickly said, "Hello, Streamer!"
"Handsome guy, what should I call you?"
"My name is Noah."
"Noah, do you need my help with anything?"
"I want to ask you to help me find someone, my brother ran away from home a year ago and there has been no news," Noah said, "A year ago, he went to the Northern Outlands, and until now, I haven't been able to contact him. Our family has tried many methods and also reported it to the police, but we can't find him."
"He went to the Northern Outlands, you're not worried that your brother was tricked into telecom fraud or had his 'organs harvested', are you?" Elliot asked.
Noah nodded and said:
"We are also worried and have speculated whether he was tricked into telecom fraud. Not being able to contact him is just speculation."
"Can't the authorities contact him either?" Elliot asked.
"Yes, my brother's phone has been turned off all the time, and there has been no news from messaging apps for over a year, completely out of touch," Noah said.
"What is your brother's phone number? I'll check it," Elliot said.
"138 * * * * *."
Elliot noted down the number, then typed on the keyboard, opened a phone number detection tool, and entered Noah's brother's phone number.
"Service suspended."
The tool showed that the number's service had been suspended.
"The phone's service has been suspended," Elliot said, "Do you have a photo of your brother?"
As soon as Elliot finished speaking, Noah sent a photo to the livestream room.
"You should send it to my email, sending it directly to the livestream room..."
"It's okay, just send it directly to the livestream room, maybe among so many netizens in the livestream room, someone knows my brother," Noah said.
He was looking for a missing person, so naturally, he had to make the photo public so more people could see it and possibly find clues.
Elliot also asked for Noah's brother's full name and ID card number, then entered this information one by one into the web crawler software.
"Are you sure your brother went to the Northern Outlands?" Elliot asked.
"Yes, the last time he contacted us, he called my mom and said he went to the Northern Outlands. We also inquired with my brother's classmates and friends, and they all said he went to the Northern Outlands, so we can basically confirm that my brother indeed went to the Northern Outlands," Noah said.
"Okay, I'll try to help you find him," Elliot said.
He set the search area of the web crawler software to "the Federation" and "the Northern Outlands", then clicked search.
The network search in the Federation and the Northern Outlands had already begun.
...
"Noah, searching the entire network for your brother's information will take some time," Elliot glanced at the time; it was already midnight, "It's not certain that we'll find results tonight, let's check again tomorrow."
"Okay, Streamer, thank you!" Noah said.
"Brothers and sisters, today's livestream ends here. Everyone get some rest early. We'll continue the livestream tomorrow at 1 PM, see you then, bye bye!"
Elliot turned off the livestream.
The backend data of the livestream room showed that the peak online viewers for this livestream reached 200,000, once again breaking his livestream record.
The number of followers also exceeded 3 million.
In addition, this livestream brought him 1.5 million
Good data.
Elliot was very happy.
He didn't turn off the computer, letting the web crawler software run all night.
Elliot got up, took a shower, and went to sleep.
...
At nine o'clock the next morning, Elliot woke up.
The first thing he did was check the search results of the web crawler software.
It had been crawling all night and had data.
He clicked on the interface of the web crawler software and saw that there were many more files in the "Data" folder.
These files were divided into two folders, "Text" and "Images", and were categorized by month.
Elliot first clicked on the "Text" folder and found that the information collected by the web crawler software had a cutoff time of March last year.
He clicked on the "March" folder; Gavin, who is the brother of the netizen Noah, last appeared on the internet on March 20th.
He posted a message on his social media feed, and the location showed that he was in Cloudridge at that time.
From that day until now, the web crawler software had not collected any text information about Gavin.
(End of this chapter)
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