It was depressing, but Yunjing had to admire the meticulous work of these enemy countries. Their organizational structure could be said to have avoided the possibility of everything being exposed as a whole.
This organization seems to be interconnected, but each link operates independently. Even if there is a problem in one link, it will not affect the whole.
Those who do sabotage specialize in sabotage, and those who deliver messages specialize in delivering messages. They have not yet had direct contact with each other, and they don’t even know who each other is. Even if a certain link is destroyed, the organization knows that something is wrong locally, and at worst, it will just send people there.
, will not affect the overall operation.
"So if you want to uproot this organization, you can only trace the source and go from the top. They must have one or a few people who are in charge of the unified deployment of the overall roster. Imagine that if there is a problem somewhere, they will be re-assigned.
When people go, there must be some kind of secret code for new people to run that place again. Inferring from this, there should be an overall list, and there must be one or a few specific people who act as the 'brain' for unification.
After dispatching this organization, finding this 'brain', getting the list, and handing it over to the relevant departments, it is not impossible that this organization will be completely dismantled..."
Thoughts flickered in his mind, but Yunjing had to focus on the present.
He traced it all the way from the Li River to here. There was no point in getting rid of a few bottom layers, so he could only continue to trace the source.
But the problem is that guy who buys lanterns, he doesn’t interact with people, and he delivers the message by selling lanterns. There are so many people on the street, who knows who he delivers the message to, the person he wants to deliver the message to is only in a certain corner.
You can get the information you want just by looking at it from a distance. Even if Yun Jing has the telepathy and all-round observation perspective, he can't filter it out.
"That guy will be on the street soon, and the data he has may be 'taken away' at any time. I have to figure out who his upline is before that can continue, otherwise I will fail."
Yun Jing's mind was racing and he thought calmly and seriously. As long as his thoughts don't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties...
Then his eyes lit up and he thought of a solution.
Aren't you going to sell lanterns to deliver the message? I won't let you get what you want. As long as your upline can't get the data easily, they will definitely find a way to get close to you and take the data from you. Then I can filter out who
It’s your upline!
The man in his fifties came to the bustling street carrying a load. He was an ordinary person selling lanterns to support his family. No one would have thought that he was actually a member of the enemy's spies.
After he came to the street, he put down his burden, then quickly built a shelf with a few bamboo sticks, and then hung up the lanterns he brought one by one.
As it turned out, he had just hung up the lanterns containing the messages he wanted to convey when the wind picked up, causing his hung lanterns to become erratic. If he hadn't stabilized them in time, the stands would have almost fallen over.
"It was fine before, but why is the wind blowing?" the man said silently while holding his balance.
It doesn't matter if the wind blows, the problem is that the lantern is shaking unsteadily, and the person who secretly wants to read the data may not be able to clearly see the data he has written. Every day's data must be reported in time, otherwise it will be difficult for the superiors to make next plans based on the actual situation.
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After thinking about it, he decided to carry a shelf full of lanterns to a place sheltered from the wind.
As a result, as soon as he made a move, the wind picked up, and a few lanterns on his shelf were blown away, including the data lanterns he had written.
Those blown away lanterns flew everywhere, some flew into smelly ditches, some flew into other people's water tanks, and some were trampled by pedestrians on the way...
"This...is God trying to make things difficult for me on purpose?"
The man was extremely depressed. Things like the weather were beyond his control, but the data still had to be transmitted. Those lanterns that were blown away were too rotten to read, so the only option was to re-write on other lanterns and hang them up for transmission.
After all, several lanterns were blown away. He behaved like a normal person, with a sad expression on his face and said: "Oh, God, please do a good job and stop blowing the wind. I just rely on these lanterns to buy some money to live. I'm so pitiful."
Let me..."
The wind was still blowing, and he was reluctant to let go of the shelf in his hand. He looked at the broken lanterns with tears in his eyes. His look was really sad.
Someone couldn't bear to see him like this, and kindly reminded him: "Old man, the weather is bad today, so don't buy lanterns. If they blow away, your work will be in vain."
"Yes, yes, old man, don't buy anything today. Go back and rest, light more lanterns, and come back when the weather is nice." Some people advised me kindly.
After all, this is the capital of the state, and there are still many rich people. One person took the initiative to take out a few coins and handed them to him and said: "Old man, just take this money. There is no other meaning. Several of your lanterns were broken. Just now
I accidentally trampled one, so I will use the money to accompany you and go home."
He accepted the money with great gratitude, but the man was extremely depressed. He secretly thought that selling lanterns was just a pretense, mainly to convey information. You all said so, how can I continue to sell it?
Selling won't work. If the news has been passed on, the devil will continue to sell lanterns. I won't feel comfortable lying at home.
As a last resort, he had no choice but to change places.
Fortunately, just in case, he usually prepared several places to set up stalls to deliver messages, so another place is...
The wind must have been caused by Yun Jing, and his purpose was to prevent that person from delivering the message smoothly.
While he was playing tricks, Yunjing was also carefully observing any suspicious people around the stall where he was selling lanterns. So far, Yunjing had not found anyone special, and he destroyed the other party's lanterns as soon as they were hung up.
Rhythm, I guess the news hasn’t been delivered yet.
Well, if he continues to do things, as long as his data is not passed on, someone will definitely be able to get up close and take away the data.
The man moved the lantern hanging rack to another place, and naturally used a brush to write the destroyed data on the other lanterns.
He sells lanterns, and the lanterns must be decorated to some extent, so he writes and draws on the lanterns, and passers-by don't think there's anything wrong.
At this moment, he chose a sheltered place from the wind. If the cloud scenery was destroyed by blowing wind, it would probably arouse his vigilance.
But it’s not a cloudy day...
Ever since, the man had just written down the data and set up the stall again, when it started to rain lightly in the surrounding area.
His lantern was made of paper, and the rain came too suddenly. After being soaked in it, it was destroyed by the rain within a few seconds.
The rain didn't just fall in that area. What's great is that it was heavier there. It was raining in a large area around him, and people were taking shelter everywhere.
Looking at the soaked lanterns, the data was naturally gone. He looked at the sky with sincerity and tears and said: "God, why are you doing this to me? I worked so hard to make these lanterns. That's it."
No more, I...I, wuwu..."
He really cried. Firstly, those lanterns were really made by him with his own hands and feet. Secondly, if the data cannot be transmitted, it may cause dissatisfaction from the superiors. Once he is held accountable, he will be very sad. How can he not cry?
What.
"Old man, your lanterns are all broken. Although the autumn rain seems to be stopping soon, there is no need for you to set up a stall. Go back," a passerby on the side reminded kindly.
Yun Jing, who was above the clouds, felt that he should play this role. Playing with the enemy's spies wouldn't hurt his conscience at all. Forget it, the effect would be the same anyway.
Sighing, the old man said: "Hey, this is the only way. I'm so old, but God still does this to me."
With that said, he packed up and went home.
On the way back, he said to himself that it was a pity that I had these lanterns. Although he didn't really make a living selling lanterns, making them was troublesome.
The fact that the news was not conveyed was because of God's unfavorable intentions. It is none of my business and I cannot be blamed from above.
The problem is that the message still needs to be delivered. Fortunately, we have already considered the weather conditions and have a backup plan to deliver the message in time. It is just that the possibility of exposure is higher. However, the backup plan has not been implemented, so it is not a big problem.
Under normal circumstances, he normally sets up a stall and sells lanterns to deliver messages. He doesn't know who the message is delivered to. As a backup plan, considering the weather, he can only go online and take the initiative to collect the data. He only needs to be at home with the door open to make lanterns.
, write the data on the lantern and hang it under the eaves. Naturally, "passers-by" will pass by and take away the data.
Although he still won't know who took the data, he is a poor person who lives in a remote place and there are not many people passing by the door. The identification can greatly narrow the scope, so the possibility of being exposed is higher.
In fact, this method is really not a big problem. After all, if you don't know that he is a spy, how can you tell passersby that he is a spy?
Their plan was not imprudent, but it couldn't stop Yun Jing from observing in secret.
After the man returned, he opened the door and made lanterns normally. He wrote the data on the lantern and hung it under the eaves, so that anyone who passed by his door could read it.
In order to further facilitate the identification of the suspect, Yunjing secretly made some tricks. The breeze blew the lanterns hanging under the eaves and swayed slightly, which resulted in the data that could have been obtained by just glancing at the door, needing to stop and look carefully.
It is estimated that the top line of this organization also realized that the backup plan was activated, and had to personally go to the place where the lantern was placed to take away the data.
In about an hour, the man who put up the lantern passed by his door. More than ten people passed by, almost all of them passing by normally, and no one even took a second look and stopped.
Until a rich young man in his twenties passed by.
He walked leisurely on the road. When he passed by the door, he casually took a look inside and found the lanterns shaking. He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, so he stopped slightly and asked the maid next to him to sell some lanterns.
A lantern should be chosen carefully.
Everything seemed ordinary, but in Yunjing's eyes, this was unusual.
"You didn't run away"
"Looking at" the rich young master Yun Jing below, he sneered in his heart and thought to himself, "Is it easy for me to find you?"
His maid went in and carefully selected the lanterns, looking at them one by one, steadying the swaying lanterns from time to time and asking the young master if he was satisfied. In the end, the rich young man bought two lanterns for two taels of silver.
The two lanterns are definitely not worth two taels of silver. The more you get, the more you get. The eldest young master is rich, willful, and full of style.
Yunjing did not give up monitoring the man who stuck the lantern just because he had identified the rich young man as a suspect. To be on the safe side, he monitored both sides.
All the next actions of the person who put up the lantern were very natural. The rich young man took his maid around the city several times and came into contact with many people. However, Yun Jing secretly observed that everything was normal.
"Who is your upline?"
Monitoring the rich young master, Yun Jing muttered in his heart. He probably realized that he was approaching the top of the pyramid of this organization step by step, and he was probably not far away from finding out about them completely!