The secret war is silent

Luo Yao's luck is really good.

Since he showed his miraculous hearing talent, he found a person who was even cautious when returning to his own home. This person had no problems and would not believe it.

That night, Gao Rong did not go home after get off work. He first ate outside and then went to dance in a dance hall on Jianghan Road.

He seems to be familiar with the head dancer here.

After that, I drank a lot and called a rickshaw...

He didn't go home. After stopping on the way, he went to the area where Channel 3 was located, the back door of a bookstore. After knocking on it, someone opened the door for him.

After entering, although the black curtains were closed on the attic, if you look closely, you can see a ray of light shining through, and Luo Yao is standing under the shadow of a street lamp not far away.

He heard the contents of the telegram word for word and remembered it in his mind.

Of course, he won't tell anyone that he can do this. Sometimes it is necessary to hide some trump cards, which are kept to save lives at critical moments.

"Gong Hui, you can notify stationmaster Tang to arrest people tomorrow." When he returned to his rented home, Luo Yao said directly to Gong Hui.

"Do it tomorrow?"

"Yes, sooner rather than later. The war on the front line is tense. Every leak of intelligence here may cause immeasurable losses to the front line. We can't afford to wait." Luo Yaodao.

"Okay, we only stayed in this house for one night..."

"You can buy it if you like."

"Buy it?" Gong Hui was surprised, "Why?"

"Buy it, and at least we will have a place to stay when we come to Jiangcheng in the future." Luo Yao chuckled, "It will also save others trouble."

"Isn't this house cheap?" Gong Hui said, "Besides, is the landlord willing to sell it?"

"The price is right, why not sell it, and this is the French Concession, which is relatively safer." Luo Yao poured a glass of water, "After buying it, let Ah Cheng come over and help us clean it when we don't live there. health."

"Whose house does this belong to?"

"What do you think?"

"Anyway, I'm going to live upstairs from now on." Gong Hui said with a "hostess" attitude.

"Dream, you." Luo Yao glared at Gong Hui with disdain, "It would be nice to leave you a bed in the guest room downstairs."

"Hmph!" Gong Hui snorted in dissatisfaction as she watched Luo Yao go up the stairs.

…

Secret arrest.

Luo Yao and Gong Hui have both learned in special training classes, but training and actual combat are different after all. If they have the opportunity to participate in person, they will naturally not let it go.

Fortunately, Gong Hui had experience in arresting people before. She looked like a veteran and didn't panic in the face of battle.

Luo Yao is different.

This kind of arrest operation is the first time in the true sense.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it was very simple. Gao Rong worked in a bank. He found a client he knew, called him, and invited him to come out to talk.

Once people leave the French Concession, arresting them becomes much easier.

It's really simple. Even Gong Hui didn't have a chance to try her skills. That "Gao Rong" was controlled and the poison sac was found from his mouth.

His identity as a spy can basically be confirmed. In Jiangcheng, besides the Japanese, who else can have such high-end goods?

…

The interrogation room of the Inspection Division of Jiangcheng Security Headquarters.

The Japanese spy "Gao Rong" had taken off his shirt and hung his hands on the torture rack. His body was bruised and purple, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. It was obvious that he had been tortured.

It is not easy to directly judge whether a person is Chinese or Japanese based on appearance. After all, everyone has yellow skin.

But when everything is stripped naked and presented openly in front of others, some characteristics are invisible.

Japanese people are accustomed to wearing wooden shoes. There will inevitably be a gap between the big toe and the second finger of the foot due to wearing wooden shoes for a long time. Even if the five fingers are brought together, they cannot be completely closed, and the two feet are symmetrical.

Secondly, Japanese men like to wear crotch cloth, but Chinese people do not have this habit. It is easy to form the mark of crotch cloth on the waistline, and the skin will be slightly whiter than the surrounding areas.

Basically meeting these two characteristics, this bank employee with the pseudonym "Gao Rong" is undoubtedly Japanese.

"Stationmaster Tang, haven't you spoken yet?"

"Brother Luo, this little Japanese has a stubborn mouth. His identity has been exposed. The radio station also searched it, but he didn't find the code book. When I asked him, he just refused to confess." Tang Xin was very excited about the case of the "Ghost" station. , he has known for a long time, and he also wants to solve it, but it is a project of the Telecommunications Department of the bureau headquarters. He has limited clues here, and he cannot solve the case even if he wants to.

If he intervened, wouldn't Director of Telecommunications Wei Daming kill him?

Fortunately, now, two young case investigators came, who were specifically responsible for checking the "ghost" station. A big pie fell from the sky and hit him on the head.

The "ghost" station was found, and the Japanese spy caught it. Most of the credit was taken away, and the rest must be his. Not long after he took office, he just needed to handle a beautiful case to establish his authority.

No matter who got more credit than the other, he fully cooperated with the two commissioners in investigating the case without any constraints. He also helped capture the Japanese spy and seize the radio station.

He definitely deserves a share of the credit.

Of course, he also admired Luo Yao's ability. This was Boss Dai's personal choice. If Wei Daming hadn't been too arrogant, would the credit have been his turn?

"I'm not good at interrogating." Luo Yao smiled slightly, "I also found one of his backup radio stations. Now you can arrange for someone to guard there. I estimate that the other party will soon know that something happened to his companion and will definitely call him as soon as possible. Move this backup station..."

Luo Yao didn't tell the truth completely. After all, he didn't know Tang Xin very well.

"Brother Luo, are you telling the truth?" Tang Xin was extremely surprised when he heard this. He also had a backup radio station, which was a great contribution.

Moreover, it is usually good for a Japanese espionage team to have one radio station, but this team actually has two radio stations. This is definitely a remarkable case.

"I can only say that we can wait and give it a try. I'm not sure if there will be any extra gains. After all, we have arrested someone now, and we may have frightened the other party. Maybe we will give up all this." Luo Yao also said Didn't say too much.

"I know, I'll make arrangements." Tang Xin was full of confidence. The information was so accurate. If he still let the credit slip through the gaps between his fingers, his work as the commander of the Jiangcheng Station of the Military Command would have been in vain.

Tang Xin happily went to dispatch manpower.

Luo Yao continued to study in the interrogation room. This was a rare opportunity. He might be able to use it in the future. There was no telling.

"Commissioner Luo, we found these from that guy's house. We don't know if they are of any use, so we brought them all back." Tang Xin's men were very polite to Luo Yao.

As long as Luo Yao wanted to understand any case involved, he would be satisfied.

Watch, wallet, identification (real), but the person is definitely not real, and the real "Gao Rong" may have passed away long ago.

After years of war, some people have died, and no one knows about it. It is very simple to assume an identity, and it is difficult to verify.

The watch is very old and has been worn for at least ten years. The wallet is made of calfskin and is of good quality. It contains some legal currency and a work permit.

These are not of much value, and nothing can be seen.

Luo Yao looked all the way over, and finally his eyes rested on a small dark red leather box.

"Commissioner Luo, can I open it for you?"

"No, I'll do it myself." Luo Yao waved his hand, walked over, stood in front of the small suitcase, observed it carefully for a long time, and asked, "You brought this suitcase back like this, untouched?"

"Commissioner Luo, we have already checked it. Except for a few books and clothes, there is nothing else inside." Tang Xin's men replied.

"You haven't wiped the outside of your suitcase?"

"No."

Luo Yao stretched out two fingers and touched the suitcase, then looked at his fingers without saying anything, then reached out to unbuckle the suitcase, opened the suitcase, and took a look inside. Then he reached in.

"Commissioner Luo..."

"What's wrong, haven't you searched the box, are you still worried that there is danger inside?" Luo Yao chuckled, and responded with a kind smile to Tang Xin's concern and reminder.

Generally, suitcases are the easiest to make sandwich layers, which is a key point in the search. He believes that Tang Xin's people will not let this go, but he still wants to see it in person and experience the search process.

Take out the clothes and objects inside one by one and check whether there is any entrapment. After all, there are too few things about this "Gaorong" that can confirm its true information.

Tang Xin's men looked at each other, standing there a little embarrassed. Does Commissioner Luo not believe them? Do you have to check it one by one yourself?

In fact, Luo Yao really didn't have this idea. He wanted to go through it himself. Although the training in the special training class was serious, after all, it involved more acting.

The items in the suitcase were quickly cleared out, and nothing was found that could hide the identity of "Gao Rong", which also illustrates the importance of this person in this spy team.

Of course, it's well hidden.

"Can you find me a flashlight?" Luo Yao asked.

Someone immediately handed over a flashlight.

Turning on the switch, the flashlight came on, shining directly into the interior of the leather case. This was a very well-made leather case. Judging from the wear and tear inside and outside, it seemed that it had been with its owner for some years.

The material used for the lining is also very solid and looks sturdy and durable. Luo Yao looked at the stitches carefully and ran his fingertips across them...

No problem.

But why does he always feel that something is wrong?

"Commissioner Luo?" Tang Xin's subordinate couldn't help but call out.

Luo Yao didn't move. He leaned down again, stretched out his hand on the stitching on the inner wall of the suitcase, ran his fingertips across it, and listened carefully to the almost inaudible friction sound.

In the evidence room, everyone looked at each other, confused. I wonder why Luo Yao is so obsessed with an empty box?

"Commissioner Luo, if you like this suitcase..."

"Shut up, don't disturb him." Gong Hui's attitude was different. She still knew Luo Yao. She had seen Luo Yao's expression at work, and it was exactly the same as before her.

The person who spoke subconsciously closed his mouth.

Compared with Luo Yao's kindness, Gong Hui, a baby-faced beauty, is a bit fierce. Only when facing Commissioner Luo can she show that kind of woman's smile.

I really don’t understand how Commissioner Luo can stand her?

For Luo Yao, sound cannot lie. Different materials produce friction or vibration, and the sounds they emit are definitely different.

Just see if the listener can tell the difference.

call out!

A three-inch black and white photo suddenly appeared from the gap between Luo Yao's fingers. No one could see how it appeared.

Please collect!