After Qin Chuan said his judgment, Qi Lanfeng and Wang Jiali were silent, and no one spoke.

After a moment of silence, Qi Lanfeng asked Wang Jiali, "Old Wang, do you have anything else to ask?"

After asking, Wang Jiali Qilanfeng leaned back to the back of the chair and said, "I have carefully read his files. His grades are very good. Now I have nothing to ask."

Wang Jiali did not speak, but stared at Qin Chuan, "the hand that was clenched into a fist was extended again, and his fingers also tapped gently on the table.

Wang Jiali's tapping frequency was not fast. Qin Chuan recognized that Wang Jiali was tapping Morse password. Although Wang Jiali didn't speak, the inquiry had already begun. It was just the simplest Morse password password, that is, the civil password was asking.

Although Qin Chuan is not in the telecommunications class of the Police School, the students of the Police School also have telecommunications courses. Although they only teach them a simple Morse code, their grades are not the main assessment content. However, he is familiar with Morse code, and even sends newspapers with Morse code. Not only him, but other students of the Police School can do it.

"Student Qin, I have read your file. Although you are not a student in the telecommunications class, the telecommunications subject is just your deputy subject, and the content is also very basic. You have only studied the simplest Morse Code, but your telecommunications subject scores are very good. When you are studying the telecommunications subject courses, or even when the telecommunications class students study the same courses as you, your grades are the best in the school. I really want to know what the reason is." Wang Jiali asked his question with the Morse Code.

Qin Chuan also did not speak, but leaned his body on the back of the chair, and placed his arm on the armrest of the seat, and gently tapped his fingers on the armrest.

Looking at the actions of the two, Qi Lanfeng knew that Qin Chuan and Wang Jiali were using passwords to talk.

Although Qi Lanfeng is not a telecommunications person, his job also requires understanding the telecommunications content. He naturally understands this kind of primary Morse password, and his eyes are closely watching Qin Chuan.

However, Qi Lanfeng not only focused on observing the clicks of Qin Chuan's fingers, but also worked hard to decode and understand the content of the conversation between the two. His eyes also swept towards Qin Chuan's face from time to time, and he was also observing Qin Chuan's expression.

"Reply to the official words, this is actually very simple. I have always been very sensitive to rhythmic movements, and I am also very interested in this means of conveying information. This is also the reason why I can judge the identity of the chief."

"What books do you like to read usually? Oh, I mean extracurricular books."

"I have read some miscellaneous books. In the novels, there are more books about detective reasoning, and there are more books about foreign countries. In addition, there are also books about mountains, rivers, geography, and mathematics."

In order to increase Wang Jiali's interest in himself, Qin Chuan expanded the scope of books he read to mathematics. Although Qin Chuan was a college student in the mathematics department in his previous life, his mathematics scores in the Republic of China were OK, but it was just a simple mathematics course learned by the school. In order not to be in trouble in the future, it seems that he would have to buy some advanced foreign mathematics books from this period to read.

Sure enough, Wang Jiali became interested in Qin Chuan's reading of mathematics books. "Can you tell me why you, a student in a police school, like to read mathematics books?"

"I feel that it's interesting to compile passwords, and I heard from the teacher that all password compilation requires mathematical knowledge."

"Your file records, do you understand Japanese?"

"Yes, my brother taught me Japanese. He has studied in Japan. My reading and writing are OK, but I heard that it is much worse."

"According to your school, in order to better master the telecommunications courses, you started to teach yourself English after admission. Is this true? How far is it now?"

"It's true, it's just writing, and the speaking and listening skills are much worse."

Qin Chuan, a man in the Republic of China, started to learn English by himself in order to learn the password he was interested in. However, because there was no teacher, and there was no hearing and learning at all, he learned by himself, that is, he knew a little simple grammar and remembered some words. Fortunately, Qin Chuan's English in his previous life was not bad, and he had reached the level of barely talking.

Qin Chuan and Wang Jiali talked faster and faster through Morse code. Qi Lanfeng could still see the content of the conversation between them at the beginning, and gradually he could not keep up with the rhythm of them.

Wang Jiali became more and more excited. He was a telecommunication expert. Seeing Qin Chuan skillfully typing out a string of Morse codes, he couldn't help but feel happy. He even had the idea of ​​comparing with this young man in his heart. The rhythm of his finger clicking on the desk was so fast that it was dazzling.

"Your telecommunications teacher said that you use Morse password to send newspapers very quickly. At the fastest time, even the students you received had no time to record. Isn't this an exaggeration?"

Qin Chuan laughed at Wang Jiali's question. If there was anything that Qin Chuan in the Republic of China that he admired was the speed of sending Morse passwords. After half a month of testing and running in, Qin Chuan not only completely integrated his memory, but also physically.

Qin Chuan's finger clicking speed suddenly increased, so fast that Qi Lanfeng could no longer tell the number of points that Qin Chuan clicked. He could only see Qin Chuan's fingers trembling violently, and he couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise.

When I looked at Wang Jiali again, I saw delicate beads of sweat appearing on Wang Jiali's forehead, and his tiny eyes didn't dare to leave Qin Chuan's fingers for a moment.

"The teacher said it is right. When I use the Morse password to send a message quickly, almost no one can record the message I sent. And that is not my fastest speed. I believe that few people can keep up with my fastest speed. The teacher said that the speed of my message was like the speed of a machine gun."

After sending this password, Qin Chuan finally stopped. He just performed for Wang Jiali, and there was no need to overwhelm Wang Jiali.

Seeing that Qin Chuan no longer sent Morse password, Wang Jiali breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and thought silently for a while before opening his eyes that were flashing with excitement and glitter, nodding, "That's right, your instructor is indeed not wrong, it's the rhythm of the machine gun shooting, and it's still Maxim."
Chapter completed!