Obviously, Master Meng's thoughts are not in Chongqing.
He took several people directly out of Chongqing.
He, Lao Barou and Li Zhifeng were riding a bicycle.
Behind them were cars driven by Shi Yongfu and Cao Ruicheng.
I'm so full after eating.
If you can't ride in a nice car, you have to ride a bicycle.
Isn't this a disease?
As soon as he left Chongqing, Meng Shaoyuan looked at his watch.
"Go to Guanlin Town."
Meng Shaoyuan gave an order.
Lao Barou is a living map of Chongqing. There is no place around Chongqing that he doesn't know.
Riding from Chongqing city to Guanlin Town, Meng Shaoyuan got off his bicycle.
The ride lasted 1 hour and 10 minutes.
The car behind also stopped.
Cao Ruicheng got out of the car and trotted all the way to Meng Shaoyuan.
Meng Shaoyuan sat on the ground, drank water, and gasped: "Have you finished the painting?"
"It's all drawn."
"Okay, rest for 15 minutes and return to Chongqing."
"Sir, what are you drawing?" Old Bacon asked.
"Paint, I want to be a painter." Meng Shaoyuan said seriously.
When 15 minutes were up, Meng Shaoyuan stood up.
His bicycle had been stuffed into the trunk of the car by Cao Ruicheng.
Seeing Meng Shaoyuan about to get into the car, the old bacon couldn't help but ask: "Sir, where are we?"
"You guys ride back, I'll be waiting for you in Chongqing." The car sped away.
The old bacon was dumbfounded: "Is this, is this still a person?"
Li Zhifeng smiled bitterly: "Is he a human? This is just the beginning!"
…
When the two of them finally returned to Chongqing out of breath, they saw the car parked there.
Meng Guanzhang sat in the car with his eyes closed to relax.
"Sir, they're here."
Cao Ruicheng walked to the car window and said.
"Why so slow?"
Meng Shaoyuan opened his eyes and looked very dissatisfied.
Then he got out of the car.
The two of them were out of breath. Before they could say "sir", they heard Meng Shaoyuan say: "Don't come down, keep going, let's go to Lao Goose Township."
"ah!"
…
This is really frustrating.
When they arrived at Lao Gouxiang, both Lao Barou and Li Zhifeng's feet were weak.
Chief Meng didn't know what medicine he took wrongly today. When he arrived at Lao'e Township, he only came down and walked around briefly, then got into the car and left.
Meng Shaoyuan has been struggling all day long.
Dong Yisan went to all five spots provided by Radio No. 1.
Every time I set out from Chongqing on a bicycle.
This isn't the end yet.
After visiting all five points, Meng Shaoyuan went from Guanlin Town to Lao'e Township, and from Lao'e Township to Chen's Hometown...
In short, he walked through these five points from point to point.
Later, even if he had a rest, Meng Shaoyuan really couldn't ride anymore.
He could only let Shi Yongfu ride instead of him.
I just pity Li Zhifeng and Lao Bacon.
Anyway, the mission was finally over and when we returned to Chongqing, the two of them had a weak foot when they got out of the car, and they almost fell down together with the car.
Li Zhifeng and Lao Bacon's legs are trembling.
"You have a day off tomorrow."
In other words, Chief Meng is still considerate of his subordinates.
Lao Barou murmured: "Brother, how did you survive in Shanghai all these years?"
"Bake it up. If you can't stand it, you'll have to bear it." Li Zhifeng expressed sadness and anger, then looked at the old bacon sympathetically: "Brother, it's your turn now."
…
Early in the morning, when Meng Shaoyuan arrived at the office, his thighs were still sore.
"Chief Meng." Wang Nanxing walked in.
Meng Shaoyuan took out a piece of paper: "Take your people and go to the post office immediately. According to the time above, see who has delivered mail to these five places at these five points in time. Once found, arrest him immediately! "
"Yes!" Wang Nanxing asked, "In the post office?"
"In the post office."
Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Wei Daming's words reminded me."
"If my stunt room can't find the top-secret radio station, no one else can either!"
This is what Wei Daming said.
Meng Shaoyuan suddenly thought of another sentence Wei Daming said: "The reconnaissance station monitors all ordinary radio stations!"
Therefore, Wei Daming and his men always kept their eyes on Radio Japan.
Rite lurking in Chongqing doesn't need a radio to receive orders from his superiors, so what does he use?
"This is people's fixed thinking. Wei Daming, and even me, firmly believe that Rite has been using the radio to communicate. We went in the wrong direction from the beginning."
Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "But it suddenly occurred to me that there is another possibility, an ordinary radio station. Chongqing Telegraph Bureau! What is the process for our Telegraph Bureau to send and receive civilian telegrams?"
"Waiting for the telegram there."
"What if it's an urgent telegram? Didn't you know in advance that there was a telegram coming?"
"Then call us."
"What if you don't have a phone?"
"Then let the post office send it there for a fee..."
Wang Nanxing suddenly woke up when he said this: "I know, the Japanese special forces used civilian telegraphs to issue tasks!"
"To be precise, there is a mission to be issued." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "The Japanese special forces and the No. 1 agent know very clearly that our army will keep a close eye on the radio. As soon as they start it, they will immediately Being monitored and at risk of arrest.
So they adopted a special method to collect someone from Guanlin Town, Chongqing. In fact, they were notifying Agent No. 1 to come to Guanlin Town to accept a new mission. Therefore, Radio No. 1 appeared in Guanlin Town.
There are two advantages to doing this. First, the location is constantly changing, and the Telecommunications Department cannot capture its exact location. Secondly, if it is always in the same place, it will easily arouse suspicion. We also have people at the telegraph office responsible for checking.
It's a new location every time, and it's easy to neglect the review. This is their most cunning point. Among them, one is the most difficult to achieve. How to deliver the order to Agent No. 1 accurately and timely without being exposed? "
post office!
Wang Nanxing understood completely when he heard this: "There are fixed people who go to the telegraph office to pick up mail, and there are also fixed people in each area where mail is delivered."
"It's smart. The Japan Special Agency has become smarter." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "What I can confirm is that the people who go to the telegraph office to pick up the mail are innocent. They have no idea what's going on. As for the person who sends the mail, It's not obvious, because it's their job to deliver mail to these places, but as soon as they see these places and the names of the people who receive the telegrams, they know what's going on."
Wang Nanxing sighed in confusion: "It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable, you would actually use such a method?"
As he said that, he looked at Meng Shaoyuan: "Chief Meng, to be honest, I was still thinking before, how could you be so famous, and how could Japan be so afraid of you? Now, I understand."
He suddenly raised his voice slightly and shouted: "Japanese special people in Chongqing, Japanese special people in Sichuan, your good days are over!"
