Code Novels & Stories

He doesn’t growl at her, like I would have expected, but Yana grunts and stands up. “What is it?” she asks again. “That is the code that is keeping Asshole Arden’s computer from shutting down on me while I hijack it,” he tells us. The code is running so quickly that I can’t keep up with it, but I catch bits and pieces. ‘Relay’, ‘Loop’, Reroute’, code for words like that. However, there are hundreds, maybe thousands of other words in the code that I can’t see or don’t recognize. “Will I learn how to do this next year?” I ask.

All I could see was a series of three digits numbers. 131 157 165 040 143 141 156 040 144 157 040 151 164 056 040 112 165 163 164 040 164 162 165 163 164 040 151 156 040 171 157 165 162 163 145 154 146 056 040 124 150 145 040 144 157 157 162 163 040 146 157 162 040 164 150 145 040 104 145 164 145 143 164 151 166 145 040 167 157 162 154 144 040 141 162145 040 157 160 145 156 040 146 157 162 040 171 157 165 056-8 This was probably the code they were referring to. Based on my analysis, the number 8 was the clue here. I only have one thing in my mind right now. This code may be connected to this number.

I quickly typed in the binary code that's says extract the bomb on your neck: 01000101 01111000 01110100 01110010 01100001 01100011 01110100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01100010 01101111 01101101 01100010 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 01110010 00100000 01101110 01100101 01100011 01101011 Charles comes closer to me as he wipes the sweat beads forming on my forehead. "I hope you're not attempting anything stupid again." He air swipes taking full control of the hologram motion and sees what I just created.

I fumbled around searching for the piece of paper from the library, looking over the code my eyes furry together pondering what it meant. −··· ·· −−· ·· ··· − −−− −−· −−− − −−− ·− ···· −−− ··− ··· · ··· −− ·− ·−·· ·−·· −−··−− ··−· ·−· ·− −−· ·· ·−·· · ·− −· −·· ·− ·−·· ·−·· −··· ··− − −·−· ·− −· ··· ·− ···− · − ···· · −·· ·− −·−−

I could almost catch my breath when I heard his voice. "Sure the code is !4#{35*/. Did you get it?” "Yeah, I got it! I wrote it in my paper, I will repeat it and let me know if what I heard is correct. !4#{35*/, is that correct?” My eyes were focused on the paper until I also answered. "Yes, that's right! Do you know what that means?” "This is basic code. Detective code. You need to be careful, Cinyla. I think the person who wrote this is the father of your boss. Is he still alive?”

01000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 01001110 01000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 01001110 01000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 01001110 01000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 01001110 A photographed computer screen with a set of binaries flashed through the projector in front.

Maybe, it just my eyesight that i keep on seeing things that are un-believable. //Any comments and suggestion is appreciated. Thank you and bless you! 💕

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𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

Joan took a deep sigh "if it fails it should be your fault, but I still have my plan B." Linda's eyes widened "plan B? What is it all about?" Joan leaned closer "it's a top secret, a very big shock to everyone, if plan A fails, plan B would never ever fail, nevertheless I am still counting on you Linda to do your job well." Linda nodded "of Coulee I will." She left the prison few minutes later and drove to an ice cream store to have ice cream when she saw the news of the death of Richard and Evans on the television who corpses have just being discovered by the police.