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Chapter 193 Technology

In the evening, Zuo Zhong returned to Chaotian Palace's residence. Looking at the dust all over the floor, he sighed and felt that the rent he paid was really unfair.

There is no one to live in for several months a year, so much money wasted for nothing, if I knew it, I might as well live in the secret service dormitory, anyway, he doesn't have nightlife.

After quickly cleaning the sanitation, Zuo Zhong carried several large suitcases in the car in, besides his own, there were also Shen Dongxin's and Tongsuo's luggage.

The two got off at Hangzhou Railway Station and went to the Police Academy for special training. The messy things in the school were not allowed to be taken, and they could only be handed over to Zuo Zhong.

Throwing the luggage aside casually, he checked the security marks in the house, without any special skills, just comparing it with the photos in the phone album.

After confirming that everything was normal, when it was time to contact the underground party, Zuo Zhong took out his mobile phone and sent a message, waiting patiently for the other party's reply.

These days, his contact with the underground party has never been interrupted, but there has been no substantive information exchange, and he has simply reported to each other that they are safe.

After 5 minutes, the phone screen lights up.

"Safety."

After reading the telegram, Zuo Zhong was thoughtful. It seemed that the war in the southwest had not affected the underground party organization in Jinling, which was good news.

In the early morning of the next day, Zuo Zhong walked into the Secret Service with a blush on his face. Along the way, the spies, large and small, greeted him enthusiastically, and he responded with a smile.

Walking into the office, he rubbed the sore facial muscles, and threw the clothes on the hanger, and the phone on the desk rang.

"Hello, who is it?" Zuo Zhong picked up the phone and asked, packing the documents in his hand.

"Chief Zuo, I'm old Yu, Yu Xingle, I'll make a long story short, is the forensic medicine training class we talked about last time ready? I have recruited three students who have studied medicine."

Zuo Chong held the microphone between his head, picked up the kettle and poured a glass of water: "I haven't had time to report this matter to the boss, so how about it, wait for my news in the next two days, and I'm ready to send someone over for training at any time."

"Thank you very much, tell Dr. Ling for me, and let him train our East China students well, so you can beat and scold as you please, you're welcome."

Zuo Zhong sat on the chair and laughed aloud: "Doctor Ling is a modest gentleman and won't hit anyone. Don't worry, Lao Yu. I will take care of the students when they arrive here."

"Thank you, come to Shanghai next time"

Yu Xingle's voice suddenly disappeared, and Zuo Zhong hung up the phone without any surprise. Long-distance call time in the Republic of China depends on the face, and it is very easy to disconnect. Obviously Yu Xingle's face is relatively dark.

However, the matter of the forensic medicine training class cannot be delayed any longer. Ling Sanping said that the trainees have to go through at least three months of off-the-job study before they are initially qualified.

Grasp the training of forensic science students, just in time for the graduation of the special training class in Hangzhou, and these two groups of professionals can be enriched everywhere and in various local districts.

Now that the Japanese are so rampant, killing people at every turn, it is urgent to deploy forensic doctors. Forensic doctors at the police station should forget it.

Zuo Zhong casually took a document and walked to the top floor, just happened to meet Li Wei, Dai Chunfeng's secretary, and when he saw him, Li Wei ran down quickly.

"Section Chief Zuo, I'm about to go to you, and Virgo calls you urgently."

Zuo Zhong patted his arm: "Just hang up the phone next time, it's an internal line, it's not for nothing."

Li Wei smiled subtly: "It's more reassuring to come here, and it would be impolite to talk on the phone."

Zuo Zhong laughed loudly: "You, it is said that you are still a high-achieving student, how can you believe in the words of Old Antique."

He knew that many old people felt that it was unofficial and impolite to inform others about things by phone. As the director's secretary, it was rare for Li Wei to be so humble.

The two talked and laughed and walked to the door of Dai Chunfeng's office. Li Wei stood by the door to make way. When the two passed by, Li Wei said in a very small voice: "Wei Daming is here."

After hearing his words, Zuo Zhong didn't react, and knocked on the door and walked in.

I saw cheap teacher Dai Chunfeng talking and laughing happily with a handsome young man, and there were some complicated electronic devices on the table in front of them.

The young man should be Wei Daming. This person's attire is really strange. He is wearing an old-fashioned robe and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet.

This didn't match his status as a technical expert and prodigal son of the Shanghai dance scene, but rather like the shopkeeper of a commercial firm. Then Zuo Zhong realized that Wei Daming was not the manager of Lishan Company.

When Dai Chunfeng saw Zuo Zhong coming, the smile on his face became wider, and he stood up directly to introduce him. Wei Daming also stood up quickly to show his respect.

He held Zuo Zhong with his left hand, and Wei Daming with his right hand: "Da Ming, Shen Mo, you two get to know each other. This is Zuo Zhong, the intelligence chief of the Secret Service, and this is Wei Daming, a telecommunications expert."

Zuo Zhong stretched out his hand first, and said heartily, "I've heard of your great name, Brother Wei, but it's a pity that we never had the chance to meet each other, but today we are destined."

With a smile in his eyes, Wei Daming was very polite: "I haven't heard of Section Chief Zuo's name, which shows that our level of secrecy is much more professional than that of the first one."

"Hahaha." All three of them laughed heartily.

After Zuo Zhong laughed, he felt that Wei Daming could get along with him, unlike ordinary technical talents with high IQ and low EQ, he was quite sophisticated in dealing with people, and with just one sentence, he brought several people closer.

Dai Chunfeng waved his hand: "Sit down, you're all yours, don't be polite, Shen Mo, I asked Li Wei to find you, to show you something good, take a look at what's on the table, can you recognize it?"

Zuo Zhong had noticed the electronic equipment on the table a long time ago, and he was a little uncertain after looking at it for a long time: "Teacher, is this a radio station? It's so delicate, how many watts is the power?"

Among the telecommunications equipment used by the Secret Service, the smallest is the 5-watt radio station captured by the spies, which can easily fit into an ordinary suitcase. There is also a 15-watt radio station, which is even larger.

But even the 5-watt radio is not as small as the radio on the table. It looks as big as a small jewelry box, and the power should not be too large. But is such a small radio really useful?

Sure enough, Dai Chunfeng smiled: "The 2.5-watt new spy radio was made by Daming himself."

The power of the radio station is directly related to important data such as communication distance, receiving and receiving quality, and how far 2.5 watts can communicate. However, Zuo Zhong did not jump to conclusions, and new science and technology can create miracles.

He tried to ask: "Brother Wei, does this radio station use the latest technology?"

Dai Chunfeng laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said to Wei Daming: "Well, let me tell you that Shen Zhong won't underestimate your new invention, you can explain it to him."

Wei Daming has been discussed a lot these days, Dai Chunfeng invited him from the Hangzhou spy squad, he gave money and gave others, but in the end he took out this little toy, naturally there were a lot of gossips.

After Zuo Zhong saw it, he didn't ridicule or belittle him, but instead asked about the reason, which made Wei Daming have a real fondness for Zuo Zhong in his heart.

Then he introduced a lot of improved parts, Zuo Zhong and Dai Chunfeng nodded while listening, but Zuo Zhong didn't understand it, and maybe Lao Dai did too.

Finally, Wei Daming disassembled the parts, took out an electronic tube and said, "The voltage of this vacuum tube has been doubled. Even in complex terrain, the foggy Mount Lu can communicate with Jinling."

Hey, Zuo Zhong was really surprised, such a gadget has such a strong communication capability, but it is not without problems, no matter how powerful it is, it is only 2.5 watts.

The signal of the radio station is very weak. If it is distributed on a large scale, the main station in Jinling must be extremely strong, otherwise it will not be able to maintain normal communication with other places.

He expressed his worries, and Dai Chunfeng proudly said: "Don't worry, Daming plans to add seven to eight 15-watt radio stations in the office. With the previous equipment, the communication distance can reach [-] kilometers."

Zuo Wenyan gave Wei Daming a thumbs up again: "Brother Wei really has a vision, in the future Zuo will finally not have to watch the Japanese radio station in fear."

Wei Daming knew what he meant. Intelligence work focused on communication. He had seen the short-wave radio stations of the Japanese, and they were indeed much more advanced than the radio stations of the Republic of China.

The small size is easy to hide, and the communication quality is also good, but with the pocket spy radio made by itself, it is time for the Japanese intelligence agencies to worry about it.

The three of them chatted about the radio station again, and Zuo Zhong remembered his own reason for coming: "Teacher, there is a shortage of forensic medical personnel in various regional stations, and District Chief Yu Xingle requested a training class in the department, with Ling Sanping presiding over the teaching, how do you think about it? "

Dai Chunfeng was always willing to cultivate talents, and immediately agreed to Zuo Zhong's application.

As a result, Wei Daming also said one thing: "The reporting officer, the current Hangzhou special training class is making slow progress in the training of telecommunications personnel, and it is difficult to keep up with the teaching progress.

Those police school students are quick-witted and adaptable, which is an advantage in intelligence operations, but it is not suitable for telecommunications, they are too active.

In the final analysis, radio communication is also a language. The students are too old, and the speed of accepting new knowledge is slow, the speed of learning is slow, and the speed of practical operation is even slower.

If you want to learn radio better, you need a certain amount of memory and finger flexibility. It is best to find students who have just come out of school and have strong receptivity. "

Dai Chunfeng's head is a bit big when he listens, radio communication work is very important, especially telegraph operators, otherwise things like Xu Enzeng's will easily happen.

The telecommunications students in the special training class were slow to learn, but they were honest and trustworthy. This made Dai Chunfeng a little embarrassed, so he looked to Zuo Zhong to hear his opinion.

Zuo Zhong quickly thought of a way: "Da Ming simply set up a radio school and select those young people who have a certain radio foundation to receive professional training.

After the professional skills have been learned, select the best students from among these people, and enter the Hangzhou special training class to receive professional spy training. "

Dai Chunfeng and Wei Daming applauded. This is a good way to get the best of both worlds. Maybe Lishan Company can earn some activity funds from this training class.

Radio operation is a popular craft in this era, and the salary after graduation is very high. No one will come to sign up, and the source of students is easy to solve.

In the end, Dai Chunfeng did not forget to tell: "At the end of the day, you have to conduct a detailed investigation of the students to understand each person's family background, ideological tendency, daily words and deeds, and social relations. The Secret Service cannot produce a person like Secretary Xu Enzeng."

Zuo Zhong respectfully said: "Teacher, don't worry, with me around, such a thing will never happen."

Dai Chunfeng smiled in satisfaction, so he was relieved, this student was well received.

　Will add more tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)