Chapter 135: Sesame Opened
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The "enter" sound he heard was not heard verbally but through morse code. He had heard the sounds so often that it directly translated to the word in his head. What it actually sounded like was a series of short and long knocks. Morse code was mainly used during the war and it was less common in this city to be used as communication. Of course the spies and assassins who trained to kill knew it but an untrained ear could not catch the nuances.
That is why, for their security system it made the most sense for communication. It was essentially their version of "siri"but without words. On the other hand, if someone were to try and break through their security but make a mistake, the warnings would also be communicated through code. Currently it was set up to engage an alarm but also communicate a word for level of danger. The semantics were debatable but it worked well for them thus far.
Xi Long had mentioned upgrading the system recently and he had the same intentions. Though, how to make this place more secure was a difficult problem to solve. There had been no attacks on the location recently for them to even know what to defend against. It came down to a point that they just invested into a couple of cyber security and defence research organizations. They could get access and inquire about products ahead of time with their stakeholder position.
If there were outstanding workers in those businesses then they would try and poach them to their side. It didn't happen often but the promising minds they had successfully got had helped them build the current security system. Just casually thinking about it reminded him that he would need to follow up on that venture and see if there has been any interesting progress.
Pushing that to the back of his mind, he walked forward and moved towards the corner of the room where there was a trick wall. It would not move till he had completed the previous steps, with the "enter" command he was good to proceed. Leaning against the wall it quickly spun him around to face a set up stairs. Usually stairs lead upwards but these led down to an underground office. There wasn't any way for him to set an office upstairs without it showing on the outside of the building. That's why one was built underground1 and it served as an emergency bunker in situations of disaster.
Walking down the steel steps, there was a small draft of wind as ventilation before he reached a bolted door. It was reinforced with thick metal and had a simple fingerprint scanner as the lock. He wiped his fingers on his pants before attempting to scan his fingerprint. The systems were so finicky that a bit of oil could smudge your print and subsequently lock you out. Thankfully, his entry this time was quick and easy.
The door unlocked and finally he was inside his office, from the morning till now it took a lot longer for him to reach than he expected. Relaxing his body he took off his jacket and threw it aside at the maroon armoire. The theme of the office was very warm and gave off an older european style. When he was a child he enjoyed one too many french movies and developed a taste in european furniture. There were red and black furniture to decorate the room with hints of gold and brown accents.
The office1 itself was around the size of his bedroom, not too small and not too big. It could comfortably hold ten people with space between them and the ceiling was around 8ft higher. So no one had to worry about knocking their head on top, you did not need much space for his duties but he personally felt this was the most efficient dimensions.
In one corner, there was a small bookshelf with a couple of fiction novels and textbooks of interest. Right next to it was a small table with a chair next to it, you could eat or read there comfortably. Moving past that on the adjacent wall was his set up of computers and work table. It was a thick mahogany table with three monitors placed on it. Two were connected to each other while the third was a stand alone computer. In order to prevent overheating or complications he had two separate systems prepared. It was beneficial in times when he wanted to run a search and needed to work on other things while that system was engaged.
Other than these items, there were a couple of different chairs and furniture laying around to make the environment more cozy. He added items like a coat hanger for convenience but never really used it. There was also a small sofa that could be pulled out into a bed if he ever had to sleep over. The desk was the main piece of the room and others were just complimentary in his opinion.
He really loved the choice he made for the table since it had many hidden mechanisms embedded into it. There was the stereotypical red button hidden underneath that would signal AnAn and Zhuang Wei a red alert. It would only be used when he was in extreme danger, other warnings he would just communicate with them via encrypted messages.
In addition, there were a couple of secret ports and triggers that held weapons. A fully loaded gun with extra ammunition in one, a small blade in another, and a poison vile in the last one. Of course there were a lot more modifications he added to store usb's and miscellaneous items held a completely different importance. Reaching up to his face he slipped off his masks and rubbed his face to clear off any moisture or dirt.
Heading towards the table he set the masks aside on the corner and sat down in the recliner office chair. Since he had told AnAn to leave him alone, he doubted anyone would be visiting him tonight. Which meant that he could keep his mask off and relax while he was working. Of course, AnAn knew what he looked like and no one would actually visit his office but there were times he would have to come out and meet others. In those situations they had a fake office set up and he was required to keep his mask on the entire time. It was a pain for him to keep removing and putting it on so he usually just left it on the entire time.
Only in situations like today was he able to remove it and keep it off. Powering up his computers he cracked his knuckles in preparation.
"Let's do this."
**
Additional A/N note to below: I added in "explanation" comments in this chapter and its a new function available to authors on WN. Not sure what you guys would see, but let me know if you like these or not! Huhu both our leads have underground bases, what a trend huh? (¬‿¬)Just wanted to add a link to what the furniture looks like for reference. But there are no windows and its a darker vibe in Zhuang Wei's office.
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The "enter" sound he heard was not heard verbally but through morse code. He had heard the sounds so often that it directly translated to the word in his head. What it actually sounded like was a series of short and long knocks. Morse code was mainly used during the war and it was less common in this city to be used as communication. Of course the spies and assassins who trained to kill knew it but an untrained ear could not catch the nuances.
That is why, for their security system it made the most sense for communication. It was essentially their version of "siri"but without words. On the other hand, if someone were to try and break through their security but make a mistake, the warnings would also be communicated through code. Currently it was set up to engage an alarm but also communicate a word for level of danger. The semantics were debatable but it worked well for them thus far.
Xi Long had mentioned upgrading the system recently and he had the same intentions. Though, how to make this place more secure was a difficult problem to solve. There had been no attacks on the location recently for them to even know what to defend against. It came down to a point that they just invested into a couple of cyber security and defence research organizations. They could get access and inquire about products ahead of time with their stakeholder position.
If there were outstanding workers in those businesses then they would try and poach them to their side. It didn't happen often but the promising minds they had successfully got had helped them build the current security system. Just casually thinking about it reminded him that he would need to follow up on that venture and see if there has been any interesting progress.
Pushing that to the back of his mind, he walked forward and moved towards the corner of the room where there was a trick wall. It would not move till he had completed the previous steps, with the "enter" command he was good to proceed. Leaning against the wall it quickly spun him around to face a set up stairs. Usually stairs lead upwards but these led down to an underground office. There wasn't any way for him to set an office upstairs without it showing on the outside of the building. That's why one was built underground1 and it served as an emergency bunker in situations of disaster.
Walking down the steel steps, there was a small draft of wind as ventilation before he reached a bolted door. It was reinforced with thick metal and had a simple fingerprint scanner as the lock. He wiped his fingers on his pants before attempting to scan his fingerprint. The systems were so finicky that a bit of oil could smudge your print and subsequently lock you out. Thankfully, his entry this time was quick and easy.
The door unlocked and finally he was inside his office, from the morning till now it took a lot longer for him to reach than he expected. Relaxing his body he took off his jacket and threw it aside at the maroon armoire. The theme of the office was very warm and gave off an older european style. When he was a child he enjoyed one too many french movies and developed a taste in european furniture. There were red and black furniture to decorate the room with hints of gold and brown accents.
The office1 itself was around the size of his bedroom, not too small and not too big. It could comfortably hold ten people with space between them and the ceiling was around 8ft higher. So no one had to worry about knocking their head on top, you did not need much space for his duties but he personally felt this was the most efficient dimensions.
In one corner, there was a small bookshelf with a couple of fiction novels and textbooks of interest. Right next to it was a small table with a chair next to it, you could eat or read there comfortably. Moving past that on the adjacent wall was his set up of computers and work table. It was a thick mahogany table with three monitors placed on it. Two were connected to each other while the third was a stand alone computer. In order to prevent overheating or complications he had two separate systems prepared. It was beneficial in times when he wanted to run a search and needed to work on other things while that system was engaged.
Other than these items, there were a couple of different chairs and furniture laying around to make the environment more cozy. He added items like a coat hanger for convenience but never really used it. There was also a small sofa that could be pulled out into a bed if he ever had to sleep over. The desk was the main piece of the room and others were just complimentary in his opinion.
He really loved the choice he made for the table since it had many hidden mechanisms embedded into it. There was the stereotypical red button hidden underneath that would signal AnAn and Zhuang Wei a red alert. It would only be used when he was in extreme danger, other warnings he would just communicate with them via encrypted messages.
In addition, there were a couple of secret ports and triggers that held weapons. A fully loaded gun with extra ammunition in one, a small blade in another, and a poison vile in the last one. Of course there were a lot more modifications he added to store usb's and miscellaneous items held a completely different importance. Reaching up to his face he slipped off his masks and rubbed his face to clear off any moisture or dirt.
Heading towards the table he set the masks aside on the corner and sat down in the recliner office chair. Since he had told AnAn to leave him alone, he doubted anyone would be visiting him tonight. Which meant that he could keep his mask off and relax while he was working. Of course, AnAn knew what he looked like and no one would actually visit his office but there were times he would have to come out and meet others. In those situations they had a fake office set up and he was required to keep his mask on the entire time. It was a pain for him to keep removing and putting it on so he usually just left it on the entire time.
Only in situations like today was he able to remove it and keep it off. Powering up his computers he cracked his knuckles in preparation.
"Let's do this."
**
Additional A/N note to below: I added in "explanation" comments in this chapter and its a new function available to authors on WN. Not sure what you guys would see, but let me know if you like these or not! Huhu both our leads have underground bases, what a trend huh? (¬‿¬)Just wanted to add a link to what the furniture looks like for reference. But there are no windows and its a darker vibe in Zhuang Wei's office.
cdn.decoist.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/Stunning-ceiling-and-classic-European-flavor-set-the-mood-in-the-home-office.jpg
The "enter" sound he heard was not heard verbally but through morse code. He had heard the sounds so often that it directly translated to the word in his head. What it actually sounded like was a series of short and long knocks. Morse code was mainly used during the war and it was less common in this city to be used as communication. Of course the spies and assassins who trained to kill knew it but an untrained ear could not catch the nuances. That is why, for their security system it made the most sense for communication. It was essentially their version of "siri"but without words. On the other hand, if someone were to try and break through their security but make a mistake, the warnings would also be communicated through code. Currently it was set up to engage an alarm but also communicate a word for level of danger. The semantics were debatable but it worked well for them thus far. Xi Long had mentioned upgrading the system recently and he had the same intentions. Though, how to make this place more secure was a difficult problem to solve. There had been no attacks on the location recently for them to even know what to defend against. It came down to a point that they just invested into a couple of cyber security and defence research organizations. They could get access and inquire about products ahead of time with their stakeholder position. If there were outstanding workers in those businesses then they would try and poach them to their side. It didn't happen often but the promising minds they had successfully got had helped them build the current security system. Just casually thinking about it reminded him that he would need to follow up on that venture and see if there has been any interesting progress. Pushing that to the back of his mind, he walked forward and moved towards the corner of the room where there was a trick wall. It would not move till he had completed the previous steps, with the "enter" command he was good to proceed. Leaning against the wall it quickly spun him around to face a set up stairs. Usually stairs lead upwards but these led down to an underground office. There wasn't any way for him to set an office upstairs without it showing on the outside of the building. That's why one was built underground1 and it served as an emergency bunker in situations of disaster. Walking down the steel steps, there was a small draft of wind as ventilation before he reached a bolted door. It was reinforced with thick metal and had a simple fingerprint scanner as the lock. He wiped his fingers on his pants before attempting to scan his fingerprint. The systems were so finicky that a bit of oil could smudge your print and subsequently lock you out. Thankfully, his entry this time was quick and easy. The door unlocked and finally he was inside his office, from the morning till now it took a lot longer for him to reach than he expected. Relaxing his body he took off his jacket and threw it aside at the maroon armoire. The theme of the office was very warm and gave off an older european style. When he was a child he enjoyed one too many french movies and developed a taste in european furniture. There were red and black furniture to decorate the room with hints of gold and brown accents. The office1 itself was around the size of his bedroom, not too small and not too big. It could comfortably hold ten people with space between them and the ceiling was around 8ft higher. So no one had to worry about knocking their head on top, you did not need much space for his duties but he personally felt this was the most efficient dimensions. In one corner, there was a small bookshelf with a couple of fiction novels and textbooks of interest. Right next to it was a small table with a chair next to it, you could eat or read there comfortably. Moving past that on the adjacent wall was his set up of computers and work table. It was a thick mahogany table with three monitors placed on it. Two were connected to each other while the third was a stand alone computer. In order to prevent overheating or complications he had two separate systems prepared. It was beneficial in times when he wanted to run a search and needed to work on other things while that system was engaged. Other than these items, there were a couple of different chairs and furniture laying around to make the environment more cozy. He added items like a coat hanger for convenience but never really used it. There was also a small sofa that could be pulled out into a bed if he ever had to sleep over. The desk was the main piece of the room and others were just complimentary in his opinion. He really loved the choice he made for the table since it had many hidden mechanisms embedded into it. There was the stereotypical red button hidden underneath that would signal AnAn and Zhuang Wei a red alert. It would only be used when he was in extreme danger, other warnings he would just communicate with them via encrypted messages. In addition, there were a couple of secret ports and triggers that held weapons. A fully loaded gun with extra ammunition in one, a small blade in another, and a poison vile in the last one. Of course there were a lot more modifications he added to store usb's and miscellaneous items held a completely different importance. Reaching up to his face he slipped off his masks and rubbed his face to clear off any moisture or dirt. Heading towards the table he set the masks aside on the corner and sat down in the recliner office chair. Since he had told AnAn to leave him alone, he doubted anyone would be visiting him tonight. Which meant that he could keep his mask off and relax while he was working. Of course, AnAn knew what he looked like and no one would actually visit his office but there were times he would have to come out and meet others. In those situations they had a fake office set up and he was required to keep his mask on the entire time. It was a pain for him to keep removing and putting it on so he usually just left it on the entire time. Only in situations like today was he able to remove it and keep it off. Powering up his computers he cracked his knuckles in preparation. "Let's do this." ** Additional A/N note to below: I added in "explanation" comments in this chapter and its a new function available to authors on WN. Not sure what you guys would see, but let me know if you like these or not! Huhu both our leads have underground bases, what a trend huh? Just wanted to add a link to what the furniture looks like for reference. But there are no windows and its a darker vibe in Zhuang Wei's office. cdn.decoist.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/Stunning-ceiling-and-classic-European-flavor-set-the-mood-in-the-home-office.jpg
