We are old acquaintances. You don’t even need to say hello when you come in.
I accidentally discovered that the surveillance map showed a faint yellow spot inside.
It's not a pure yellow spot. It's yellowish.
What's the meaning?
Who is he?
"Your Majesty Commissioner."
Ling Yan came out and said hello with a smile.
Zhang Yong nodded and poked his head inside. He discovered something very unexpected.
The yellowed dot on the map turned out to be Li Jingzhi. Because it turned yellow, the label was gone. He thought Li Jingzhi was not there just now.
eccentric……
What does yellowing mean?
Are you a probationary party member? Or have you already joined the party ideologically?
If it is a purely organizational relationship, the traitor last time cannot be explained. The system may be differentiated based on beliefs.
If you have progressive ideas and meet the requirements of the party organization, the system may default to you as a red party even if you have not joined.
On the other hand, even if you are a member of the Red Party, if you rebel and your thoughts regress, you will not be prompted as a yellow dot.
is that so?
Zhang Yong thinks this is the case, but there is no evidence.
He quickly calmed down. Li Jingzhi yearned for the bright side and had already joined the party mentally, showing that there was no problem with the yellow dot.
Keep calm.
Li Jingzhi was found asleep.
Lying on the table, head tilted, sleeping soundly.
Confused. Looked at Ling Yan.
"She didn't want to go back." Ling Yan whispered, "She tracked a mysterious radio signal and has been restless for the past few days for fear of missing it."
"What radio signal?" Zhang Yong was curious, "is it worthy of such attention?"
"It's a very strange radio signal." Ling Yan's face became serious, "It should be a radio model that I have never seen before."
"Japanese?"
"unconfirmed."
"Is it a model that your telecommunications department has not registered?"
"Yes. It's not any model we are familiar with. It should be newly developed or brought back from Europe and the United States."
"German's?"
"unconfirmed."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong did not continue to ask.
This is a very professional question. He doesn't understand it at all.
But I immediately thought of Natasha. This hairy beauty is the real telecommunications genius.
Well, calling her a genius might be a bit exaggerated. However, it can be said without any secret that Natasha's telecommunications skills are far superior to Ling Yan's.
The government's telegraph communication has always been a weak point. The chance of being cracked by the enemy is as high as 80%.
Few people valued the confidentiality of telegrams.
Even if it is kept secret by the superiors, it will turn into a pile of shit when you get down below.
Now it is frequently decrypted by the Red Party. In the future, it will be frequently decrypted by the Japanese invaders. There are almost no secrets at all.
Whether it was the Battle of Songhu or the Battle of Jinling, telegrams were often leaked. Later on, there was no progress in the battles at Changsha, Changde, and Hengyang.
Later, Liao Yaoxiang became anxious and even used a clear code to call. It was simply a life-threatening situation.
Although the situation is said to be urgent, it also shows that Liao Yaoxiang doesn't care about keeping secrets. If the situation is urgent, he will act recklessly. It seems that there is more than one like him.
Fortunately, Liao Yaoxiang had a professional background and had participated in the expeditionary force. He was considered the most orthodox military general. His confidentiality was so unbearable, let alone others.
so……
Zhang Yong immediately thought of a very important question.
Just have your own password.
If he carries his own radio, he must design his own password.
Never use government codes.
Otherwise, it means that the door is always open and the Japanese invaders break in.
If you want to design a new password, you must find Natasha. Only she can do this job.
Suddenly, Li Jingzhi yawned and then woke up in a daze.
Seeing Zhang Yong in a trance, she suddenly woke up and stood up hurriedly. Her eyes were still red and covered with bloodshot eyes.
Monitoring radio stations and deciphering codes are inherently boring tasks.
The pain is no less than that of the later generations, which makes you watch 3,000 episodes of "Foreign Wife-in-law, Local Man" without sleep...
"Go and wash your face." Zhang Yong waved his hand.
"Yes." Li Jingzhi hurriedly went.
Zhang Yong came to the table where Li Jingzhi was lying just now and picked up the draft paper in front of her.
A large number of codes are densely recorded on it. They should be from the mysterious radio station. However, since there is no password, all the codes are from heaven.
"This encoding is very flexible." Ling Yan explained beside her, "It changes almost every day."
"I met a master." Zhang Yong nodded.
"But, every morning, there is a fixed message. There is not much change."
"What's the meaning?"
"I suspect that this is the secret key. It is the first telegram every morning, which is responsible for reminding everyone which set of secret keys should be used. Then the following telegrams are sent using this set of secret keys. The recipient must
Use the same secret key to decrypt."
"What's the secret key? A book? A dictionary?"
"No. Very complicated. There are more than twenty codes. Inferring at least six changes in the middle."
"Six?"
"It's not a book. It's not a dictionary. It can't even be a self-created word list."
"Yeah?"
"In fact, even if we decipher the first telegram, it will be useless because we don't have the secret key."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong frowned.
He suddenly had a bold idea.
He thought of some very terrible encryption device. The Germans' secret weapon.
Enigma machine!
An existence that cannot be deciphered at all.
Unless Turing shows up in advance.
but……
This is the Far East!
How could the Germans bring the Enigma machine to the Far East?
Shaking his head...
Thinking too much.
It is impossible for the Germans to bring such a secret weapon to the Far East. Unless...
submarine?
Are there any German submarines in the nearby waters?
It seems that there are Enigma aircraft on German submarines. If there are really German submarines near Shanghai...
It is not surprising that the telecommunications department received a sudden signal.
Moreover, this signal should be unprecedented. It is different from all the radio stations controlled by the Telecommunications Department.
That's a German submarine! The radio model is very special.
German submarines may have never appeared in the Far East before, but now this is the first time...
I can't help but think of the German freighters again...
Are the German submarines secretly coming to the Far East to deal with the Germans on the freighter?
In other words, just launch a few torpedoes...
Even just one!
Just be able to blow up and sink the German freighter...
"Well……"
Suddenly I felt a headache and felt sore and full of pain.
Oops……
think too much.
It has exceeded my IQ level.
The brain forces itself to shut down.
Forget it, it's useless to think too much.
Just continue with your own business.
When you have time, think about these messy things again...
"Send me some telegrams."
"yes."
"The one from last time."
"yes."
Ling Yan called over the rookie operator from last time.
I still use the same radio station as last time.
"content?"
"Kawashima Yoshiko is suspected of seeking the United States."
"clear."
Ling Yan quickly recorded it.
Then encode according to the last codebook.
Then send.
Sent successfully.
"Come again."
"content."
"Yoshiko Kawashima is suspected of charging US$300,000."
"clear."
Ling Yan finished recording.
coding.
send.
Zhang Yong was pacing in place.
I thought I should post something else, but I didn’t think of it.
Will these two telegrams have any effect?
I don’t know. But anyway, he didn’t lose anything. At most, he harmed others but not himself.
As long as it can make Yoshiko Kawashima feel uncomfortable, it's a good thing.
In other words, spreading rumors, throwing dirty water, confusing right and wrong, and confusing right and wrong are Zhang Yong's strengths.
Kawashima Yoshiko took away three hundred thousand dollars and must spit it out.
Do you believe the Japanese invaders?
Whether he believes it or not.
What if any idiot believes it?
Ha ha!
Kill or bury...
Come again.
Change a radio station.
Replace the operator. He is also a newbie.
Zhang Yong gave them ample opportunities to practice.
View world map.
"Zhang Yong plans to go to Guangzhou. He will set off next month."
"Yamazaki Hideo's broken jade."
"There is a Chinese undercover agent in Tianlong Dojo."
"Ying Zuozhen Zhao secretly met with Zhang Yong. The situation is unknown."
"Thunderstorm plan is being delivered..."
…
Zhang Yong said whatever he thought of.
Then compile it into a telegram and send it all.
I also changed stations and people in the middle.
The result is messages sent by different people.
The contents of the telegram are either true or false.
He also thought of some other telegrams, but they could not be sent publicly.
He needs to find a radio station, encode it himself, and send it out alone.
finally……
A dozen telegrams were sent out.
OK. I have finished what I have to do in the telecommunications department. All that is left is to watch the fun.
How many people will receive the telegram? How many can decipher it? How many people will then react? What kind of reaction will there be?
Very much looking forward to it…
I hope to muddy the water and force all the big fish in the deep water to come up.
By the way, the recently arrested Japanese spies seem to have little weight. Buddha has never been able to identify himself. Kuroshima Ryuuzhang has not been seen either.
Now the Japanese spies seemed to have realized that if they came out rashly, they would be easily caught by Zhang Yong. So, they all hid far away.
They were hiding in the Japanese Concession, which really left Zhang Yong with nothing to do.
Although he had a fake identity created by Yunko Takeuchi, it was too risky. He didn't want to do something so risky.
We still have to find a way to force the Japanese spies out of the Japanese concession...
Leave the telecommunications department.
"Commissioner..."
"Commissioner..."
Chen Qingquan had been stuck outside for a long time.
Every time Zhang Yong came back to the Ji Goose Lane headquarters, he would be picked up by this Maitreya Buddha.
Although I know that the other person is hypocritical and the enthusiasm is all disguised, but I don’t want to hit the smiling person. Who doesn’t wear a few masks when going out?
As long as it doesn't come to a life-and-death situation, there's no need to get into such a tense situation...
Those who can become the chief of the financial section also have a way behind them. Maybe one day they will be able to tie up small interest groups.
The more benefits bundled, the smaller the chance of overturning in the future.
"Brother Chen, you should call me Shaolong. Didn't you ask me to call you brother last time?"
"Don't, don't, I was confused last time, I was confused..."
"Anyway, I call you brother."
"Don't……"
"Brother Chen, tell me, what do you want from me? No money?"
"Not really..."
"Just tell me. You have also seen Virgo's message. Since he asked me to take charge of the work, I will take charge of it. If there is any problem, I will take responsibility for it."
"Shao Long, I'm so ashamed..."
"Say it."
"It's not that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so what..."
"Want to get more bonuses?"
"You also know that everyone was very poor before..."
"Do you have a plan?"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
"show me."
"well."
Chen Qingquan hurriedly took the folder over.
Zhang Yong opened it. It was filled with the amount of money to be distributed. The field staff who had just joined the job were preparing to distribute five cents...
"Five cents?"
"Do you think it's a bit much?"
"Squad captain, two yuan of French currency?"
"Too much?"
"No. You are so picky. How can you do it..."
"Hey, Shaolong, things are different these days! In the past, you were here with us, bringing back lots of silver dollars. But now, you have gone to the Air Force, and we are having a hard time eating.
Yes, I only have a little surplus grain in the warehouse, and I don’t dare to spend more..."
"I understand. I will handle this matter."
"Okay. Okay! Don't worry, Shaolong, I will arrange for people to clean up the place in Section 5 at any time. If you come back at any time, there will be hot food and hot water."
Chen Qingquan suddenly became happy and started to take credit.
Zhang Yong smiled. He picked up the pen and changed all the numbers above.
Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival.
It often happens together with the National Day...ah, no, I got it wrong in time and space.
No matter what, don't neglect it.
Since I, Zhang Yong, have been asked to take charge of the work, I don’t know much about serious matters, so I will be responsible for distributing money.
In fact...
Change everything for me!
There are plenty of legal tenders. Send them quickly!
If you don’t use it now, it will depreciate in value later and no one will want it if you give it away.
For those who have just joined the job, each person will receive five yuan in French currency.
For more than half a year, 10 yuan per person.
For those who are over one year old, 20 per person.
Team leaders, regardless of their age, are each thirty.
Team leader level, 50 per person.
For section chiefs and above, 100 per person.
Virgo...
Also give one. Five hundred.
Mao Renfeng will be given according to the section chief level, but with an extra fifty. He will be given 150 French currency.
This is equivalent to telling Mao Renfeng clearly that these 50 yuan of French currency were extra arranged by me, Zhang Yong. The money is not much, but you, Secretary Mao, have face!
"this……"
Chen Qingquan was a little worried.
With such a big stroke of a pen, a lot of legal currency was spent.
"What's wrong?"
"No. Shaolong. This, the total amount is a bit big..."
"many people?"
"It's a little bit much..."
"Is there a roster? Show it to me. Let me see how many people there are."
"immediately."
Chen Qingquan immediately arranged for someone to pick up the roster.
As a result, Zhang Yong was a little stunned when he received a thick five-volume book. Is the secret service expanded that much?
Boss Dai won't be so anxious, right? Are you going to expand like crazy now?
I picked up the roster and took a rough look at it, and found that I had indeed underestimated Boss Dai's ambition.
The Intelligence Section has three groups, and the Operations Group has twelve groups. Oh my god, this is a total of seven more groups! This is equivalent to an increase of several hundred people.
However, these are the small heads. In addition to the action group, there are a large number of other auxiliary departments.
Basically, if you add a combat field officer, you will need to add three more people. Or even more.
Zhang Yong vaguely remembered that when he first joined the Secret Service, the entire Secret Service had only about 1,000 people.
However, more than a year has passed and the list of people on the roster has expanded to more than 5,000 people. There are still some people who are not on the roster.
No wonder Chen Qingquan wanted to shout for help.
Indeed. One yuan of legal currency per person is at least 5,000 yuan.
Except for Zhang Yong, no one seems to be so wealthy. Suddenly, I feel like I have been fooled?
Could it be that Virgo asked him to take charge of the work and deliberately let himself pay?
Hey, these old guys are so cunning.
But, it doesn't matter anymore.
Making money and making money are Zhang Yong's strengths.
He could get tens of thousands of French coins or something with his eyes closed. He didn't even pay attention to it.
"Don't be nervous. You don't have to pay."
"That……"
"When the time comes, arrange for a few people to go out with me to catch spies. The benefits will be there."
"Isn't this simple? The entire Secret Service is on call at any time. You can send anyone."
"Where's Yang Zhi?"
"Going to Kunming. Establishing Kunming Station."
"Going so far?"
"Virgo has great foresight!"
"That's true."
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
To say that Boss Dai was plotting against Zhang Yong, it probably wasn't the case this time.
It is indeed Boss Dai who is spreading the business across the country.
The former Fuxing Society Secret Service had its power in several big cities along the coast, with Songhu and Pingjin as the core.
There are very few other stations. There are only two lower-level stations in Hankou and Hong Kong Island. They are actually offices. They are completely incomparable to the Shanghai station.
In fact, there is only one liaison office in Chongqing. There is not even an office.
Now, Li Boqi has gone to Chongqing. Zhong Yang, Wu Liuqi and others have also gone to Changsha, Chengdu and other places to establish sites.
Yang Zhi was arranged to go to Kunming...
There are so many people on the roster, but in fact a large part of them are spread across the country.
There are twenty or thirty people here, twenty or thirty people there. The whole country is so big, it adds up to a lot of people.
"Who went to the northwest?"
"Secretary Mao went there in person."
"oh."
Zhang Yong nodded.
It turns out to be Mao Renfeng! No wonder.
After all, he is a confidant.
There will be big events at Northwest Station in the future.
However, he, Zhang Yong, could not say anything. He could not reveal even a trace.
In short, he remained tight-lipped about the Northwest Incident.
"Secretary Mao and Virgo are both in the northwest, so everything is safe," he added deliberately.
"That's for sure." Chen Qingquan also thought so.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Yong took his leave.
Go back to Section 5 next door and ask someone to find a radio.
They were all seized before. It doesn’t matter whether it has been used by anyone before or whether it has been recorded.
Draft the content yourself.
Code it yourself.
Send it yourself.
"Project 707 is under investigation..."
"Mustache plans to attack Poland in the near future..."
Tilted head.
What else should I make up?
What kind of information can cause chaos?
"Ring ring ring..."
"Ring ring ring..."
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Sure enough, Chen Qingquan didn't lie. In the fifth department, everything is as before.
Even the phone can be connected.
Pick up the phone.
"Commissioner..." was Yuan Zheng's voice.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Yong said casually.
Yuan Zheng is responsible for managing the Wusongkou warehouse. There should be nothing major going on there.
At this moment, no one should dare to cause trouble at Wusongkou Pier. Unless they want to hit Zhang Yong's gun.
"It's me! It's me……"
Paulus's voice came.
very worried about.
Clearly frightened.
Zhang Yong:???
Oh, it's you German!
What's up?
I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet...
not talking.
Paulus's horrified voice came from the other side of the phone: