no problem!
Qin Yi did not believe in evil and continued to listen to Song Peng's other orders.
"I'm Song Peng, right? Did you find out that Jiang Tianshou moved from his villa to a private resort near the sea?"
"We must closely monitor the situation on the sea surface to prevent Jiang Tianshou from escaping secretly!"
"Yes, I am, what? You said you lost track of Jiang Tianli when you were following her at the nightclub? Send me more people. You must find her for me, and you can't let her disappear from our sight!"
The more he listened to the contents of each call, the deeper Qin Yi's brows furrowed.
Literally, there is nothing wrong with Song Peng's words.
Most of the time, Song Peng gave orders to the outside action team, or the action team came in with reports.
There was no problem with the language communication between both parties, and there was no other nonsense.
Listening and listening, I don’t seem to find any secret words!
"Isn't it Song Peng, but Qian Zhenglun?"
Then, Qin Yi listened to all Qian Zhenglun's call records.
no problems found!
It is also a matter of simply issuing an order, or feeding back intelligence.
"Impossible! Apart from the two of them, there should be no other insiders in the top management." Qin Yi, who did not believe in evil, turned back and listened to the conversation between the two again and again.
Since the two of them talked a lot, it was already late at night after one of them listened to it several times.
Late at night.
Qin Yi sat slumped in a chair, still playing the content of Song Peng's call.
This is the fourth time.
He was the only one left in the entire group.
Because now it is an internal investigation of the insider, everyone's workload has dropped sharply, and there is almost no need to work overtime.
The room was extremely quiet, with only the sound of Song Peng's call being played on a loop!
"Huh? Why are there other voices in the call content?"
Qin Yi suddenly discovered that there was a slight 'dong dong dong' sound in the content of Song Peng's call.
It was the sound of fingers tapping gently on the table.
Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong…
"Does Song Peng have the habit of tapping the table with his fingers?" Qin Yi was confused.
Because some people have some habits. This habit is an unconscious action that you make subconsciously.
For example, some people like to shake their legs when they sit down, some people like to tap their fingers lightly on the table while sitting, some people like to walk around the living room while talking on the phone, and some people like to bite with their teeth. Your own nails and so on.
"That's not right!" Qin Yi's memory is amazing. He has listened to all Song Peng's calls several times, although most of Song Peng's calls include the sound of tapping on the table.
But most of the other knocking sounds are chaotic or consistent in frequency.
But like this one, it seems that there is a strange pattern when it is struck!
It sounds like something is wrong.
Thinking of this, Qin Yi immediately took over Song Peng's previous phone calls that had him banging on the table and listened to them carefully.
Half an hour later.
Qin Yi discovered that there was indeed a problem!
Most of the time when tapping on the table, it is either messy or the frequency of tapping is consistent.
But there are four in it, and the rhythms are obviously different!
"What's different? Is it the ups and downs of music he's percussing? Or is it some percussion vocal music from opera?" Qin Yi speculated in his mind.
For example, some people like to sit down and beat the rhythm of some music with their fingers, or the rhythm of drums in some operas.
"No, none of it is right!"
"Could it be..." Suddenly, Qin Yi had a bold guess!
"Is it Morse code?"
Song Peng tapped his fingers on the table. Was he actually tapping Morse code to send a message?
As soon as this idea came out, Qin Yi's eyes became brighter and brighter!
"Most likely!"
Qin Yi doesn't understand Morse code, so he doesn't know whether Song Peng's code is Morse code.
But he can learn it on the spot!
There are no books and no one to teach you, but you can directly find some learning information about Morse code on the Internet, as well as some videos.
In 2013, the Internet was already very developed.
Qin Yi quickly started searching on the computer.
[Basic knowledge of Morse code] [Simple introductory teaching video of Morse code] [How to type Morse code with your hands]...
This look, this study, is in the middle of the night.
"Unfortunately, the information on the Internet is not very complete and not very professional. I just learned the basics!" Qin Yi was a little helpless.
However, at his entry level, he could tell that the rhythm of Song Peng's tapping on the table was definitely Morse code.
He could tell that some of the syllables were definitely notes in Morse code!
"Unfortunately, with my current level, I can only translate part of the content, and some of it cannot be translated for the time being. But it's not important. When the time comes, we can find professionals to help translate. Now it can be proved that Song Peng passed Moss It's enough to use the password to pass the message out! I have the evidence!" Qin Yi felt comfortable.
It’s no wonder that he worked overtime until midnight!
Great harvest!
"It's too late. The leaders are all asleep. I'll report back tomorrow."
To be honest, he was very confused about how Song Peng and Qian Zhenglun passed the news, and he couldn't figure it out at the time.
Now it seems that Qian Zhenglun should not have the ability to pass on the news, everything was passed on by Song Peng!
"Most people probably haven't thought of using Morse code to transmit information."
The most important thing is that Song Peng has the habit of banging on the table every time he talks, which confuses many people. Maybe other people didn’t pay attention to this detail at all!
If Qin Yi hadn't known that Song Peng and the two were moles, and kept a close eye on them, checking them to death, otherwise, he probably wouldn't have discovered this small detail, and it would have been impossible to discover it from this small detail. question.
The next day, Qin Yi found Zheng Xicheng early in the morning.
"You said you might have found clues to the mole?" Zheng Xicheng looked at Qin Yi in astonishment.
"Yes, I suspect that Song Peng is using Morse code to send messages to the outside world!" Qin Yi explained his thoughts as he spoke.
After Zheng Xicheng listened to Qin Yi's explanation, he then listened specifically to Qin Yi's playback of Song Peng's call.
"Well, there is indeed a tapping sound on the table. It's very slight. It's hard to detect without paying attention. And from what you said, the tapping does have a certain frequency." Zheng Xicheng said with surprise and joy.
"So can you really prove now that it is Morse code?"
