spy ace

Chapter 981 Spy Radio
A few days later, Fan Keqin went to the restaurant again with his bag, but this time, Fan Keqin asked Zhuang Xiaoman to cooperate.The two of them ordered a few more dishes in the box, and after the waiter had served them all, they gave him a ticket that was not too big or too small, so he didn't need to stay here anymore.

Then, Fan Keqin took an opportunity to climb up to the roof again while there was no one in the corridor.Because the last time he used it, on the line that could make long-distance calls, he wrapped it with tape around the side, which was equivalent to making a mark.So this time, he doesn't need to worry about the rest of the lines, just open the long-distance line again.

Soon, Fan Keqin got in touch with Qian Jinxun, and this time the harvest was even greater, because the people in the military command area Z, that is, the scouts in the Taiwan Strait waters, discovered the Japanese fleet and started to go back.And the news has been out for one night.In other words, Little Japan's fleet has returned for one night.

But after getting this news, when Fan Keqin contacted Chongqing again after a day, he was told that the small Japanese fleet had turned around the day before and sailed in the direction of Taiwan, and it had not yet appeared.

Fan Keqin frowned when he heard the news, and didn't know where the little devil's warship went.Although the investigators judged that it was going in the direction of Taiwan, it was not confirmed after all.

And even if he really went to Taiwan Island, would the little devil's fleet replenish supplies in Taiwan?Although in terms of time, after the little devil replenished his supplies last time, he would certainly not be able to use them up until now, but no one can guarantee this kind of thing.Once you really replenish your supplies in Taiwan, can you replenish them in Guangzhou when you come back?It all becomes an unknown.

But Fan Keqin can't do anything now, after all, the government's navy and air forces really can't do it at this time.Naturally, there is no way to conduct some offshore investigations, and we can only use manpower, and put some people in the coastal areas to monitor.

Fortunately, the little devil's current navy is still relatively crazy. In fact, as long as they go a little farther into the deep sea, the observation posts of the military command and security bureau will be invisible.

After a few more days like this, the frogman troops should have arrived in Guangzhou.Fan Keqin and Zhuang Xiaoman wandered around the city these days, but they didn't hear any commotion, so they felt that the frogman army had almost stabilized.

Fan Keqin thought about it carefully, and felt that Zhuang Xiaoman needed to send a report, and got in touch with the frogman troops.After all, he felt that the other party should get used to the seawater first.

So on this day, Fan Keqin and Zhuang Xiaoman had breakfast, carried a small suitcase with a few books in it, and a miniature spy radio station in between, and went out.After wandering around the city for a few laps again, I came directly to a safe house on Zhanlan Street that I had observed before.

This safe house was confirmed by Fan Keqin to be unoccupied, so he took Zhuang Xiaoman to find a moment with the least traffic on the street, and turned directly into the apartment building.

I quickly came to the third floor and listened carefully, but there was no abnormal sound.Then Fan Keqin squatted down, walked along the crack of the door, and looked carefully, um, a tiny thread was still in the previous position.Moreover, the pattern on the door facing the thread ends has not changed in the slightest.

You know, if there is a master, this kind of secret can be roughly restored.When he came in, he couldn't see the end of the thread, but after opening the door, the end of the thread would inevitably fall off, so he might put the end of the thread again based on his own speculation.

But when Fan Keqin was clamping the end of the thread, he remembered in his mind what the end of the thread corresponds to on the door or the pattern on the door frame after the door is closed.That's what no one else knows.

Seeing that no one had been here, Fan Keqin took the two crochet needles that Zhuang Xiaoman took out from her handbag, and within a few seconds, he clicked and opened the door lock.

The two quickly walked in with their bags in hand, and locked the door behind them.

There are no beds or anything in this house, only a bed frame.Fan Keqin estimated that the landlord may not have rented it out yet.Or keep it for yourself for a while.But now there is really no one.

Regardless of these, Fan Keqin said in a low voice: "After contacting the frogman, contact Lao Qi's transportation company and ask them about the status of their equipment. If there is no reply within ten minutes, we will make an appointment for the next delivery and delivery time."

"Yes." Zhuang Xiaoman answered shortly, carrying a small suitcase, and went directly to the window.Crouch down, and then raise a hand to open a window.First set up the retractable antenna, and then start connecting the various components to the main body of the radio.

Fan Keqin walked quickly to another room, which was transparent from north to south.Zhuang Xiaoman is on the sunny side and Fan Keqin is on the dark side.Moreover, the side where Fan Keqin was located was the direction where the corridor door opened. If someone or Japanese and puppet secret agents wanted to come and search, they would definitely come in from this side.So he had to watch the situation on the street downstairs for Zhuang Xiaoman.

Hiding in the shadow on the side of the window, Fan Keqin focused on observation.Check to see if there are any suspicious people, or if the flow of people on the street suddenly increases or decreases, the speed of pedestrians, visual orientation, etc.These are extraordinary situations that require his observation.

Zhuang Xiaoman's method of sending the report is not bad. After all, he has undergone professional training before, so he must not forget it.But compared with the people who specialize in these things in the telecommunications department, it looks young.

Therefore, Zhuang Xiaoman's sending rhythm is both long and short. It is not as good as the most professional person, but it is not bad.It can be called neither fast nor slow.

"Da da da. Da da da." The soft sound of reporting is very interesting, a bit like the sound made by a typewriter. If you wear a headset, it is not this sound, but "Dididi" electronic sound.

The content of the telegram had already been discussed before coming here.Use the most concise words as possible to reduce the time for sending reports.So it didn't take long for Zhuang Xiaoman to send out both telegrams.

Hearing the rattling sound stopped, Fan Keqin glanced at his watch, walked over, and said, "The timer starts in ten minutes. Pay attention to the situation in the back street."

After Zhuang Xiaoman made his confession, Fan Keqin returned to the north again, hiding in the shadows and looking at the street below.Ten minutes passed so quickly. Fan Keqin glanced at his watch and decided not to wait any longer. He hurried back to the south room and said, "I won't wait..." But before he finished speaking, he sent a message. All of a sudden, the lights on the phone started to flicker.

(End of this chapter)