The train driver in the courtyard

High-end game!

When Chen Zhongpu was seen in the camera taking out a flashlight emitting a light blue light.

Li Aiguo and Zhou Wenzhong looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

While adjusting the focus of the camera, Chen Dongsheng asked quietly, "Driver Li, Comrade Zhou, why is this flashlight emitting blue light?"

Li Aiguo lowered his voice and said, "This flashlight is a homemade ultraviolet lamp!"

"I studied ultraviolet light at the Department of Physics at Wu Han University. Ultraviolet light seems to have no color, right?" Chen Dongsheng adjusted the frame of his glasses.

Wow, this guy is still a college student. But it’s normal if you think about it, he is a senior photojournalist and a high-level talent.

"Ultraviolet light is indeed invisible light, but the light waves are continuous, and the edge waves appear blue," said Li Aiguo.

"That's right, the blue light broadcast"

The discussion between the two people here became more and more profound, and Zhou Wenzhong was stunned.

Wasn’t it agreed that Driver Li was just a technical secondary school student? How come he knew so much?
Li Aiguo said: "Most ultraviolet lamps are now used in hospitals and cannot be bought outside. Chen Zhongpu must have made this lamp with waste materials while he was working. He is a talented person."

"But what is the use of ultraviolet lamps?" Chen Dongsheng asked.

"You'll know soon. Look, Chen Zhongpu is taking action."

Li Aiguo patted Chen Dongsheng on the shoulder and asked him to quickly track Chen Zhongpu with the camera.

in the lens.

Chen Zhongpu was seen walking around the room with an ultraviolet flashlight.

The beam of light swept across the table and chair, and hand prints appeared on them.

"He's checking for traces!"

Chen Dongsheng thought of the characteristics of ultraviolet rays and couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "This guy is so cunning!"

First it was the hair, then there were the white lime footprints, and now he's even using an ultraviolet lamp. This guy's vigilance is far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Ultraviolet rays flashed through the house, but Chen Zhongpu seemed to have no new discoveries.

But that’s not all. He walked straight to the door of the inner room with a flashlight and squatted down.

The ultraviolet beam fell on the big iron lock! !
Strangely, there were no fingerprints on the lock body of the iron lock, only one fingerprint on the lock nose.

"This, this is too weird. Doesn't Chen Zhongpu open the door himself? Once he opens the door, he will leave fingerprints on the lock."

Chen Dongsheng wanted to ask more, but when he saw Chen Zhongpu taking action again, he quickly suppressed his doubts in his heart.

In the next room, Chen Zhongpu looked at the marks on the iron lock and finally breathed a sigh of relief. The heart that had been hanging in his throat fell to the ground.

For some reason, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching him in the dark these past two days.

That kind of gaze follows you like a shadow, yet cannot be detected.

Chen Zhongpu had adopted anti-reconnaissance strategies several times according to the teachings of his American instructors, but he was unable to find the person who was following him.

"It seems that I was overthinking it. I didn't take any action at all. No matter how powerful those people are, they can't detect it."

Chen Zhongpu unloaded the burden in his heart, put the flashlight back into the drawer, and pulled the cord to light it.

The dim light dispelled the darkness and filled the entire room.

Chen Zhongpu first poured a cup of tea and did a few normal things.

Then he did something puzzling.

Chen Zhongpu seemed to have had a good rest. He took out a towel from the coat rack, wrapped it around the big iron lock, then took out a key from his pocket and pried open the big iron lock.

The crisp sound of unlocking a door seemed a bit harsh in the silent atmosphere.

After Chen Zhongpu opened the lock, he took away the towel and suddenly raised his thumb and pressed it on the lock nose.

The action looked very careful, just like acupressure.

After pressing the acupressure points, Chen Zhongpu looked at them carefully and made sure that his fingerprints were imprinted on them before he opened the door and went into the inner room.

The target moved, and with the help of Li Aiguo and Zhou Wenzhong, Chen Dongsheng quickly moved the three-eye camera to the inner room.

While busying himself, Chen Dongsheng was thinking about the strange thing that had just happened.

The scenes in the next door room flashed through his mind like pictures.

Why was Chen Zhongpu so cautious about the big iron lock? Why did he wrap it with a towel?
A flash of inspiration came to Chen Dongsheng's mind, and he suddenly understood.

“That big iron lock is not to prevent others from opening the door to the inner room, but a trap!
Whenever someone opens the door, their fingers will definitely leave marks on the lock, which can be detected by ultraviolet light.

That’s why Chen Zhongpu put a towel under the lock when he opened it to avoid leaving his fingerprints on it.”

The words fell.

The room fell into silence, and the only sound that could be heard was the turning sound of the turntable inside the camera.

After a moment, Zhou Wenzhong frowned and asked, "It is a discipline to wipe off fingerprints when we act. Once we wipe off the fingerprints, won't all the traps that Chen Zhongpu has worked so hard to set up be useless?"

Chen Dongsheng narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "This is exactly what makes Chen Zhongpu so smart.

Have you forgotten that he just pressed his fingerprint on the lock nose?

When you wipe your fingerprints, you will definitely wipe off the fingerprints on the lock nose as well.

When Chen Zhongpu checked with an ultraviolet lamp, he saw no fingerprints on the lock nose, and was able to find out that someone had sneaked into the house.

"Hiss, this person is too cunning, he actually set up double insurance, selling bowls in the jar shop, one set after another."

Zhou Wenzhong took a deep breath and looked at Chen Zhongpu in the camera with a more alert look.

He is also a professional.

He had been trained at the Beijing Meteorological Station for half a year and had experienced countless actual combat operations, so he was familiar with various anti-reconnaissance methods.

However, this is the first time I have seen such a complicated method as Chen Zhongpu’s door lock.

Zhou Wenzhong felt a little scared.

"Luckily, Driver Li didn't open the lock just now, otherwise we would have been in trouble this time!"

Chen Dongsheng was immersed in the excitement of analyzing Chen Zhongpu's scheme when he suddenly thought of a problem.

He turned his head and looked at Li Aiguo who was staring at the camera and asked, "Driver Li, how did you find out that Chen Zhongpu had set a series of traps on the door lock?"

He clearly remembered that Li Aiguo had the opportunity to use wire to poke the door lock, but he did not take action.

Li Aiguo was about to answer when Chen Zhongpu in the house opposite suddenly took action again.

"The enemy is moving. Everyone, pay attention and take pictures quickly."

The biggest difficulty in shooting a reality show is that there is no script, the "actors" are out of control, and accidents may happen at any time.

At this time, a roll of film was used up, and Li Aiguo reminded Chen Dongsheng to change the film.

Chen Dongsheng changed the film skillfully. Chen Zhongpu changed his clothes in the inner room and came to the main room.

Li Aiguo moved with the camera in his arms.

This thing weighs dozens of kilograms and is usually placed on a stand. Now Li Aiguo can only serve as a human stand.

The camera turned back to Chen Zhongpu.

Chen Zhongpu walked to the shabby coal stove and seemed to be busy preparing dinner.

The coal stove here at Wu Han's place is different from the coal stove in the capital.

The stove had a wooden frame with the hearth in the middle and soup pots on either side.

The stove is made of charcoal and is usually sealed after dinner.

There is a sealing door at the bottom, which is made by mixing crushed charcoal and water into a wet paste and applying it on the stove surface. A small hole should be left and it cannot be sealed.

In this way, the temperature of the fire in the stove will warm the water in the soup pot, and you will have hot water for washing your face and feet at night.

Generally speaking, stoves like this are more tedious to use.

Many working people are too lazy to use it, only the smart old residents will use it.

After Chen Zhongpu turned on the stove, he pushed open the door and walked out of the house, chatted with his neighbors, and took the colander from the wall.

The colander contains yesterday's leftover rice.

There were no refrigerators back then, and in the summer, there were still leftovers that could not be finished. What should we do?
Residents would spread the leftovers out in a basket and dry them in the sun the next day.

The rotten smell was gone, and the dried rice could still be eaten if it was fried in the pan. Chen Zhongpu poured all the leftover rice and the leftovers brought back from the repair shop into the pot and cooked them, and he had solved his dinner problem.

Looking at Chen Zhongpu who was concentrating on making leftovers, Zhou Wenzhong narrowed his eyes and whispered, "This guy is too good at living. He doesn't look like a Dieter at all."

Chen Dongsheng couldn't help but say, "If you hadn't already targeted him, I would have thought this guy was just an ordinary worker."

Generally speaking, Dieter is a man who lives with his head tied to his belt.

There will be no tomorrow after today, so why would you eat yesterday’s leftovers?
Perhaps it was precisely this kind of lifestyle that allowed Chen Zhongpu to go through several interrogations without being noticed.

Who would have thought that such a stingy guy was a Dieter?
Li Aiguo also became interested in Chen Zhongpu at this time.

The sun sets in the west.

Night gradually enveloped the entire compound.

The courtyard also became lively, with old women and young wives quarreling, children laughing and playing, and the air was filled with a peaceful atmosphere.

Li Aiguo and his colleagues' work has also entered a critical moment.

After dinner, Chen Zhongpu read some books on radio repair, soaked his feet, and chatted with a few neighbors who came to visit.

During the conversation, he even complained about the bad attitude of the salesperson at the street supply and marketing cooperative, who sold him a few rotten eggs a while ago.

It all looks so natural.

At this time, Chen Zhongpu had completely integrated into this compound and this city.

But the fox always shows its tail.

Li Aiguo smoked leisurely and waited slowly.

Chen Zhongpu will get married in a few days. If he wants to take action, he will do it before the wedding.

When it was completely dark outside, Chen Zhongpu stood up and closed the door.

He pulled the curtains and his expression suddenly changed. The honest worker just now disappeared, and a sinister light flashed in his eyes.

Under the dim light, Chen Zhongpu walked into the inner room and took out a suitcase from under the bed.

The surface of the suitcase was worn to a shine, and the handle was broken and now sewn together with red thread.

"Hurry up and take a picture. This is the box that Chen Hongmei once mentioned!" Li Aiguo perked up.

If everything was the same as before, Li Aiguo thought he was really going to watch a boring reality show.

The good show is finally about to begin.

The box was opened, Chen Zhongpu had his back to the camera, and Li Aiguo couldn't see clearly what was inside the box.

A moment later, Chen Dongsheng took out a machine that looked similar to a radio but was obviously several times larger from the box and placed it on the desk.

This machine should be assembled.

Many parts and circuits were removed from other machines and were not compatible. The wires were exposed and some had to be twisted together with medical tape.

"What is this thing for?"

Before Zhou Wenzhong could finish his words, he saw Chen Zhongpu take out two antennas from the box and install them on the iron box. He was suddenly speechless.

Even the most ignorant person can tell that this thing is a radio.

The appearance of the radio brought the atmosphere in the house to a climax.

Everyone clenched their fists excitedly.

Got you!

Chen Zhongpu, the protagonist of the reality show, had no idea that his every move was being filmed by others.

He assembled the radio in an orderly manner, tightened the wires and adjusted the frequency. He seemed to enjoy the installation process.

After a full ten minutes, Chen Zhongpu finally plugged in the power, and the pointer on the radio shook a few times.

"This may be the last telegram I send this month. What should I ask my superiors for?

I need to buy a radio for my wedding. Two hundred dollars is not too much, right?

Besides, after getting married, the expenses will be much higher, so it wouldn't be too much to ask for two more small yellow croakers, right?"

Chen Zhongpu muttered a few words, took out a piece of manuscript paper from his canvas bag, and spread it on the table.

Looking at the piece of manuscript paper filled with densely written words, Zhou Wenzhong suddenly became nervous.

"Driver Li, clear the newspaper. This guy wants to send the clear newspaper he got to the other side. We have to stop him!"

With a loud bang, he pulled out a pistol.

Zhou Wenzhong loaded the gun and was about to push open the door and rush out.

But a big hand grabbed his arm tightly.

"calm down!"

He turned his head and saw Li Aiguo staring at him seriously. He found it very hard to understand and frowned and said, "Dite is going to send out the Qing newspaper now, and you want me to calm down?
Driver Li, have you forgotten that our duty is to stop the enemy from stealing the Qing newspapers? "

"I am against arresting people now!" Li Aiguo lowered his voice.

The two men fought face to face, their eyes meeting.

The incandescent bulb on the roof flickered twice, and the light fell on their faces, reflecting a cold look, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

When Chen Dongsheng saw the two people arguing, he didn't know what to do for a moment.

Li Aiguo glanced at Chen Dongsheng and said, "Old Chen, continue to keep an eye on Chen Zhongpu and record all his methods of committing crimes."

"Yes!"

For some reason, Chen Dongsheng felt relieved when he received Li Aiguo's order.

Finally, I don’t have to choose sides.

He hurriedly turned the camera back to Chen Zhongpu who was preparing to send a telegram.

Seeing that Li Aiguo refused to make way, Zhou Wenzhong's face was so gloomy that ink could drip out of it, veins on his neck were throbbing, and his hand holding the pistol was shaking slightly.

He didn't expect Li Aiguo to stop him from catching Dieter.

"Driver Li, you are making a mistake!" Zhou Wenzhong wanted to capture Li Aiguo.

His arm was grasped by Li Aiguo, as if it was clamped by an iron pair of pliers, and he couldn't move at all.

Only then did Zhou Wenzhong realize that the train driver standing opposite him was so strong.

Li Aiguo's hand tightly grasped his arm, and he could feel his muscles tense up. He took a breath and said, "Lao Zhou, what is our mission?"

"According to the farmer's instructions, film the entire process of Dieter's crime."

Zhou Wenzhong realized that something was wrong and argued, "But we can't let Dieter steal the precious Qing newspaper."

"How do you know it's a valuable Qing newspaper?" Li Aiguo said indifferently.

"I" Zhou Wenzhong seemed to realize something and tilted his head and said, "Are you saying that Chen Zhongpu's newspaper reports are all irrelevant?"

"That's not what I said, that's what the farmer said."

Li Aiguo let go of his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "If Chen Zhongpu can really get important Qing newspapers, do you think the farmer will take the risk to let us make a movie?"

Farmers are famous for their meticulousness and high vigilance.

Dat Wu Kangze invited the gentleman to a banquet, and the farmer destroyed the film to protect the gentleman and prevent the enemy from taking any opportunity.

A bomb was found in the Shuangqing Villa. The farmer thought the leak was most likely in the temple, so he ordered everyone to conduct a surprise inspection.

The two nuns who attempted to carry out the assassination plan were eventually caught.

The teacher once said, "A farmer is more powerful than an army. Without him, our history might be rewritten!"

For these comrades on the special front, the farmer is the well-deserved "King of Red Agents".

When the name "farmer" came out, Zhou Wenzhong was speechless.

He put the pistol back in place.

Li Aiguo also let go of his hand, and the atmosphere in the room eased.

"Let's continue filming." (End of this chapter)