Nohara Kenji held the fried sausage wrapped in newspaper in his hands and ate it deliciously, but his eyes were looking at the citizens passing by.
The most proficient in telecommunications professionals in the Shanghai Special Higher Education School are very fond of eating feces, such as fatty intestines, stinky tofu, stinky mandarin fish, bad edamame, salt beans and other foods that exude a fragrant smell.
He is now on Masinan Road.
Regarding the radio signal that often appears, Kenji Nohara has analyzed it:
He prefers that the radio station is most likely to be hidden on Joffre Road or in a wealthy area of Central District.
The reason for this judgment is based on a principle:
Sending a telegraph requires electricity.
According to their long-term monitoring, the frequency of telegram transmission can be said to be relatively frequent. The most important thing is that some telegrams are sent for a long time.
To complete such a transmission task, a stable power source is required.
As for a stable power source, one is that the location of the radio station itself ensures a stable power supply, which means that the power will not be cut off at will.
Another option is to use dry batteries.
If dry batteries are used, it is necessary to ensure a larger supply of dry batteries based on the power generation frequency of the station and the power consumption of the message length.
Although the empire is temporarily unable to send troops into the French Concession, thanks to the help of the Chinese people in the French Concession who are willing to serve the empire, the empire's tentacles have actually penetrated into every corner of the French Concession.
Among them, the sales of dry batteries in department stores and even grocery stores are already under the secret surveillance of the empire.
Those who purchase large quantities of dry batteries at one time, and those who purchase dry batteries frequently that do not meet the daily consumption time, will be classified as suspects by the empire.
At present, from the perspective of dry batteries, there has been no gratifying progress.
Director Kikube judged that the other party might have purchasing channels for dry batteries that the Empire did not have control over at the moment, or that the other party had already prepared and had stockpiled enough supplies before the Empire secretly controlled and monitored dry batteries.
Nohara Kenji believes that Kikube Hiroo's analysis is reasonable, and this is indeed a possibility.
However, he prefers that the radio station should be located in an area where power supply can be guaranteed and power will not be cut off at will. This area is the wealthy area of the French Concession.
In view of the fact that they had previously identified that the radio station is most likely to exist in the Jiafei District and the Central District of the French Concession.
Nohara Kenji ordered his men to focus more attention on the wealthy areas of the Central District and Xiafei District.
On Xiafei Road in Xiafei District, he arranged for his capable men to lead people there to conduct a secret investigation.
He focused on Masnan Road and Lafayette Road in the Central District.
Nohara Quan'er decided to start investigating from Masinan Road first.
‘What a shame’.
Nohara Fist clicked his tongue.
Massenet Road is named in memory of the French musician Jules Massenet who died in the second year of Taisho.
In Nohara Kenji's view, a backward country like China deserves to be humiliated if it is backward. Even the names of the roads carry a strong sense of shame.
"Morita, have you found anything on the other routes?" Nohara Kenji asked the man next to him pretending to be a passerby leaning on a telephone pole reading a newspaper.
"Not yet." Morita shook his head. He held the newspaper a little higher with both hands, covering the face, and came over and asked, "Captain, I don't understand something."
"explain."
"I don't think the other party will turn on the radio at this time." Morita said. He looked at the sky. After the rain cleared, the sun was shining brightly in Shanghai.
"Why is it impossible?" Nohara Kenji shook his head, "Morita, you have to remember that our opponent is very special."
"special?"
"This is an irregular guy. He cannot be judged by common sense." Nohara Kenji said.
Most of the anti-Japanese radio stations that the Special High School Division had previously detected sent telegrams at night or early in the morning. In short, they mostly chose to do so in the dead of night.
However, this is not the case with this old friend they detected:
Late at night, early in the morning, when the lights are on, in the morning, in the afternoon, at noon, the radio waves have been monitored at almost all time periods.
This is also the reason why Kenji Nohara believes that the radio station is most likely to appear in the wealthy area of the French Concession:
Only citizens in wealthy areas do not need to work, and it would not be strange to stay at home at any time.
"I understand." Morita nodded.
"Tell other teams to stay hidden," Nohara Kenji warned, "especially to protect our equipment."
"clear."
…
Father King Road.
In order not to attract attention, this group of special agents chose a very simple and practical method:
They found a rickshaw, arranged for one person to sit on the rickshaw, raised the shed to provide shade, and hid the instruments under the shed.
"Run faster." Ogasawara sat in the rickshaw and shouted to the driver, "Have you not eaten?"
The driver turned his head, showed a flattering smile towards Ogasawara, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel on his shoulder.
When he turned around, the coachman's face darkened, he gritted his teeth, and cursed his mother with hatred in his heart.
He was called by the Japanese to participate in a secret operation.
Originally, he played the passenger role, and the Japanese Ogasawara played the driver.
Ogasawara told him to keep an eye on the instruments and just tell him when the instruments turned on.
Unexpectedly, after only two laps, Ogasawara became unhappy and said how could the noble Japanese work as coachmen for the despicable Chinese people.
Then, Ogasawara forced him to change his clothes and pretend to be a coachman.
What made him most resentful was that he didn't know where he had offended Ogasawara. Ogasawara was not honest when riding a car, and he tormented him in various ways. One time, he asked him to go slower, and the other time he found fault with him, saying that his driving posture was not authentic.
Just now, for example, he was really tired and wanted to go to the tea stall to buy a bowl of tea.
Ogasawara just disagreed and scolded him, saying how could a coachman be willing to buy tea?
He cursed angrily in his heart, a big man's big bowl of tea can still be afforded by the coachman, the only difference is that these rough guys are reluctant to part with it.
…
Zhou Ru was sitting in the car. She opened the curtain and looked at the people and scenery outside the car window.
The French Concession is busy with traffic, and you can see both well-dressed people and poor people in ragged clothes.
The Japanese occupied the Chinese border.
A large number of citizens flocked to the French Concession to seek refuge, which in turn led to the abnormal prosperity of the French Concession.
Zhou Ru smiled bitterly. She was sitting in a car now, looking at the people outside the window and lamenting the hardships of the people. Isn't it also a kind of hypocrisy?
But I don’t know what those poor people who are running around for a bite of food under the scorching sun will think when they raise their heads and see this magnificent car?
The car passed by a rickshaw that was working hard to pull the cart.
Zhou Ru saw that the passenger seemed to have scolded the coachman.
The driver turned around and showed a flattering smile.
Li Hao accelerated and the car passed the rickshaw.
Zhou Ru frowned.
The rickshaw driver pulling the rickshaw looked familiar to her.
This person looked a bit like a Xiaokai she had seen when she was working at the Literary Friends Club.
To be precise, it is a former Xiaokai.
This person's surname was Xin Xiangyin, and his family had been quite wealthy before. After his parents passed away, Xin Xiangyin was seduced by Sanguang Mazi and became addicted to smoking, and soon lost all his family wealth.
When this person was still young, he used to go to the "Literary Friends Club" and talk about the hardships of the people with other members who complained about nothing, advocated peace, and called for Sino-Japanese friendship.
Not seen for a long time, this man actually became a rickshaw driver?
Zhou Ru shook her head.
This really surprised her.
However, after thinking about it for a moment, I feel a little bit sad about the uncertainty of the world. Xiao Kai back then has now become a coolie driver who works under the scorching sun to solicit customers and works hard for two mouths of food. It is really sad...
Sorry for the big-headed ghost.
Zhou Ru patted her lips, as if to slap back the emotion and sigh that had not yet spread.
Her eyebrows quirked.
This is not right.
Based on her understanding of this Xin Xiaokai, it was absolutely impossible for him to become a rickshaw driver just for the sake of food.
After his family was ruined, he became a glorious "Sanguang Coder". He then learned from his previous experience of being framed and framed others. In fact, some young men and young ladies were hooked on him and became addicted to cigarettes.
It is impossible for a person like Xin Xiangyin to become a rickshaw driver.
In other words - Zhou Ru thought of the most important point.
The rickshaw pullers work hard, and many strong rickshaw pullers cannot bear it. Very few rickshaw pullers can live beyond the age of fifty. Many people die from exhaustion or illness.
With the body of a smoker like Xin Xiangyin, if he worked as a rickshaw driver, he would probably be exhausted to death within a week.
…
"There's a problem." Zhou Ru said.
"What's the problem?" Li Hao asked immediately.
"I just saw a rickshaw driver, who looked like someone I knew." Zhou Ru said.
“What’s wrong with this guy?”
"Xin Xiangyin, does Brother Haozi know this person?" Zhou Ru asked directly without explaining much.
She knew that Li Hao was a know-it-all in the French Concession, and it was basically impossible for Li Hao not to know about the topic of "the former Xiaokai was seduced and the family fortune was ruined".
"The one at Xin Ruilin Cloth Shop?" Li Hao asked.
"It's his home." Zhou Ru said.
"That's not right." Li Hao also frowned, "How can someone like Xin Xiangyin become a rickshaw driver?"
He shook his head, "That boy is quite white. Even if he goes to be a rabbit master in the big world, he will not become a coolie coachman."
He put his right hand on the steering wheel, touched his chin with his left hand and said in thought.
"So I think there is a problem." Zhou Ru said, and she was happy when she heard that Li Hao agreed with her judgment.
"Are you sure that person is Xin Xiaokai?" Li Hao asked.
"Not sure." Zhou Ru carefully recalled the glance just now and shook her head, "I just took a look and felt something similar."
"That's it." Li Hao pondered. The car had already arrived at the road where Zhou Ru lived. He stepped on the brakes and turned to Zhou Ru and said, "Your eyesight is easy to make mistakes. Since there is something suspicious, it is always right to check it out."
of."
Xin Xiangyin was a pro-Japanese person when he was a child. After such a person's family deteriorates, it is extremely unlikely that he will change his ways. On the contrary, it is more likely that he will intensify his efforts and completely surrender to the Japanese.
As for eyesight, Zhou Ru's job determines that Zhou Ru's eyesight and hearing response are both excellent.
Hearing Li Hao praise his good eyesight, Zhou Ru smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Haozi."
"Thank you." Li Hao smiled heartily, "I'll pick you up in the afternoon."
"Okay." Zhou Ru handed the thermos bottle with herbal tea to Li Hao.
Watching Zhou Ru get out of the car, carrying a bamboo basket for shopping on her shoulder, the sun was shining brightly in the sky. The girl raised her hand to shield her. She walked hurriedly to the door of the house, took out the key, opened the door and entered the house. Li Hao looked away, and he remembered
Last time Brother Fan bought Ying Huaizhen a beautiful round hat at Xianshi Department Store.
That little round hat, with its brim slightly raised, was very beautiful and really matched Zhou Ru's little head, he suddenly felt like this.
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