I had lunch with a friend who had just arrived. His distant relative is a police officer in San Francisco and he told an extremely funny story about the trend associated with iPhones and new smartphones.
Further from his face:
Previously, when we caught, say, drug dealers, we tried to hack locked phones to get along with accomplices or, if it was a mercenary, customers. It was always hard and cost a lot of money even if the password was simple. Not one criminal said it voluntarily and we had to track calls through operators, that he was still a gamer or hack the entire phone.
However, after iPhones with fingerprints, it became easier because many criminals kept their fingerprints to open the phone and after a maximum of 20 attempts the phone was opened. We just stupidly tried all the fingers on our hands and feet. That many passed through and it happened that they specifically injured the right fingers during the delay, so that we could not open the phone and waste time hacking.
But after FaceID things went easy. You just take the detainee and direct a phone to him, which immediately opens up. So, a week ago, we arrested a cool but stupid dealer, and he, if we could not open his iPhone X, stumbled around the table on the site. The nose broke and a couple of teeth spit out... However, the iPhone still "recognized" him and he burned all his shareholders without wanting to : -)
Thanks to the technology :)
Over the years, you forget more and more, and learn less and less. It is very uncomfortable: wisdom will come and you will sit as a fool.
My friend is upset:
"Imagine my daughter brought the bridegroom to introduce me and Lenka.
She is 19 and he is 30. Maybe the man is normal. In the evening, they come to the house on the Beagle X6. It looks like a standard guaranteed.
And from the conversation I learn that he lives in the seed of Khrushchev, he is in credit and the child is still from another marriage. I’m telling the man, lose that shit. Don’t lose because he has a child (it’s life) but because he, a fool, instead of buying an apartment, bought cheap pants to remove the scarf. You are a man, not a man? So think here. A normal thirty-year-old man will first find a house for himself, his child will be provided, and then the fin-dippercese car will be bought by a fox, not a loan.
Such things.
Only in Russia, a thief caught with a sleeve can call you to a duel.