Please wait. "A waitress at the counter opened a record book and started to check it. After a while, she touched a line on the book with her hand and said: "Yes, Mr. An. Start moving in now? "
Fan Keqin glanced at Zhuang Xiaoman, with a slightly fiery but deliberately concealing look, and said, "That's right, now."
After finishing it, the two of them took the keys and walked towards the end of the corridor with their arms crossed. The innermost single room on the first floor is where two people opened the door. After entering it, they were completely different from their previous state.
Zhuang Xiaoman stopped at the door, listening to the sounds in the corridor outside. Fan Keqin quickly came to a record player on the side wall, checked it quickly, and whispered: "The cross."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Xiaoman stood in front of the door without moving. He reached into his handbag, took out a cross-head screwdriver, and threw it to Fan Keqin. After catching it, the latter immediately began to align the screws and start twisting.
There were four screws on the side cover of the record player. After Fan Keqin removed them all, he held the iron cover against the wall next to him with both hands and looked inside.
Record players these days are definitely high-end goods and luxury goods. In fact, decades later, there are still vinyl record fans who like this kind of record player.
In fact, there are two main styles of this kind of record player. One is like this now, like a washing machine from later generations. It is very large and stands directly on the ground. There is also a desktop type, but it is not too small. It is as big as an ordinary computer case, and may be a little thicker. It has a large speaker on it, and then you can install the film, put down the magnetic head, and you can listen to music.
For example, the current vertical record player contains only some rudimentary electronic components, circuits, and built-in large speakers. The remaining space inside is not small.
It can be seen that the agents who can find this place and hide things there are still very flexible in their thinking. And he at least knew the general structure inside a record player.
Fan Keqin ignored this and saw at a glance the spy radio station hidden inside the record player space, which was thicker than a dictionary and several times larger.
Of course, this was his judgment, because they were two bags packed in large brown paper bags. Fan Keqin quickly took out the two brown paper bags.
I put down the screwdriver and opened them one by one and took a look. Sure enough, it was true. The larger brown paper bag contained the main body of the spy transmitter. Another large paper bag contained several items, including a headset and the wires wrapped around it, a transmit button and wires, and a retractable antenna and wires. In addition, there are four dry batteries inside. That's right, this spy transmitter has three power sources to choose from.
The most convenient among them is the dry battery. But the dry battery is dead, you have to get it now. The other type is the battery, which can be used as long as it has two levels. There is also a third type, which is a fixed power supply, because there is a plug on the main body of the transmitter. Just plug it into the socket and it will work.
Fan Keqin picked up the dry batteries one by one and squeezed them. As soon as he passed his hands, he knew that this thing was new. Because if the dry battery is out of power, it will become soft and flatten if you squeeze it hard. The current hardness is very high, indicating that the power inside is still sufficient.
Putting the things on the floor, Fan Keqin quickly screwed the side cover of the record player back on. Waved to Zhuang Xiaoman, the two of them came to the bed with the spy radio.
Fan Keqin moved slightly and shook the bed, but the bed was very strong and there was only a slight "creak" sound, and it was not loud. This is good, not too exaggerated, which would make it look fake.
So he swayed slightly and asked Zhuang Xiaoman to check.
The latter assembled all these things, but did not connect the retractable antenna. Then I put on the headset, turned on the switch and listened. Then he nodded to Fan Keqin and whispered: "No problem."
Fan Keqin said softly: "Put it in your bag."
Zhuang Xiaoman nodded, immediately turned off the radio, took out the dry batteries, and quickly disassembled all these things and put them in the women's bag he was carrying.
Later generations of women's bags have gone further and further in the direction of being flashy. They are so small that they can hardly hold anything. Although women's bags in this era have begun to move in this direction, most of them are still both gorgeous and practical.
So the brand-name women's bag that Zhuang Xiaoman is carrying at this time is just like this, not a "chicken" thing. It is a "medium to large" women's bag that can be carried in the hand or slung on the forearm.
The main thing is that the spy radio itself is relatively small. Although the transmission band is definitely not as far as a normal radio, it is basically enough. After all, this era is not like later generations, and there are so many interference signals in the air that it’s scary. Therefore, it can also be transmitted over a short distance.
He put the spy transmitter into his shoulder bag and looked at Fan Keqin still swinging on the bed unhurriedly. He couldn't help but chuckle and asked: "Brother, when are we leaving?"
Fan Keqin looked at his watch and said: "Wait for three minutes. When the fire comes together, the burning time is usually not very long. When we get to the front desk in a while, I will let you go out first to see if there is a rickshaw, and I will pay the bill. .”
"Understood." Zhuang Xiaoman nodded, knowing that this was a way to keep at least one person from showing too much.
Soon, Fan Keqin swung harder and more frequently, then stood up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom first, and then we'll leave."
I lingered in the toilet for a while, turned on the faucet and washed my hands for a while, then came out. He and Zhuang Xiaoman came out of the room and arrived at the front desk. As agreed just now, Fan Keqin directly asked Zhuang Xiaoman to go out and see if there was a rickshaw. Then he paid for the room and walked out.
After crossing a street, the two people reunited, got on a rickshaw, and headed towards Zhanhai Street in the Central District.
It was still the same routine. There were still three or four streets away from the real destination, so Fan Keqin stopped the rickshaw, got off and paid. We walked half a street with Zhuang Xiaoman, then turned a corner and entered a nearby coffee shop.
He ordered a cream ice cream for Zhuang Xiaoman, and Fan Keqin ordered a cup of coffee for himself. The two of them ate and drank slowly, and from time to time they would whisper and laugh like a little lover.
Fan Keqin smiled on his face and whispered: "In about half an hour, everyone who should get off work will almost have to go home..."
