"In our house settled a wonderful neighbor, whispered to my ear a neighbor. Not in the sense that they settled - they live for a long time, but in what they do. They are hackers. I even gave my father a certificate, he taught to hackers in the training center, and his son, a military, worked for the state.

Mentally, I laughed at a woman’s seasonal exacerbation and asked, “How did you know this?” - Yes, they say, the windows are open all the time and you can hear how and what they discuss, well, I checked all their contacts on the Internet.

I think, well things, I am an IB shnik and did not suspect such a neighborhood. He said goodbye, and at the same time it was itchy, barely arrived at work and began to check all the facts. And it is true: the father teaches information security on ATI courses, the son and the truth in the state structure is also engaged in security. Here in my head all the problems with the provider, the endless hanging of the provider's home equipment and other people's cables on the roof have folded into a single picture. Obviously at home, the Aichi family is “upgrading the qualification”.

Why hurt where you live? But military is a diagnosis, considering that both father and son studied at the same educational institution. So as soon as the unexplained problems with the provider network started, I started trolling. Should you be surprised that at some point on the microphone hanging out of the window, I heard a bustling discussion “he has a whole computer park there.” by Opanki. This is clearly about me. I doubt that someone else in the house has several simultaneously launched virtual machines running active networking activities on the computer. I need virtual machines for testing and it’s clear – it’s my job, but an IT specialist who is unable to understand that it can be virtual ones or even just a change of user agent?! to

More and more. Special software recorded attempts by the IB family to interfere in the network not only of the home provider, but also of individuals. If you are connected to one network device of the provider there are no problems not only to see your traffic, but also to control it, this will tell you even any schoolboy interested in computers. There is a huge number of special programs on the Internet, where it is enough to just press a button and choose a target with the mouse, without getting into the mechanisms of work and get the desired.

All my friends at work were devoted to the details of my home “adventures.” Periodically with laughter in the online mode we observed the next "colleagues". I will not hide: we have suffered greatly morally – our faith in military universities has disappeared and that at “Time X” the country will be safe, the degradation of the education system has become too obvious. There was a huge temptation to hand over the collected materials to the prosecutor’s office in order to free up jobs for smarter people.

The plan matures by itself.

Can I come to your house next week?
Yesterday was – my liver can’t stand so often, something happened?
Yesterday after drinking went to your bathroom on the site and when the clothes from his pocket was taken out, he knocked out the flash, and on it 20 bitcoins. I think the sack might get it.
and fucking. Loss of loss. I had to talk immediately. Okay, there’s my father now living in the flygel – I’ll warn him, we’ll go next week.
Approximately this conversation, I and a friend from work, took place in an unencrypted messenger from home and repeated repeatedly with clarification of place and time. There was no doubt that the Aichi family read this message.

In the meantime, Bitcoin has hit the 20,000 mark.

The next day at lunch, we sit with a friend in the dining room, having a quick conversation and wrapping up a wonderful naval borscht. A phone call from a friend. There is an exchange of replicas, then the theatre of the pantomima and a friend's borst begins to break out of the mouth, nose, tears in the eyes. After a few minutes apologizing and wiping out the towels, a friend tells.

Father called from the country: in the morning, an ascensor came and offered to pump out the variety for free, well, they have a free promotion for retirees. But you know my father. He said, on this street all retirees, my house is far from the forest. Start from that end. And what do you think - the fucking cleaners pumped all the sorties on the street and our sortier was the last...