Huang Guobin wanted to find the code book. He searched for a long time and couldn't find it. He quickly called the military commander to send someone to search. They were more professional.
I thought I saw a phone at the counter just now.
He came out of the back room and saw Xu Zhongyi stuffing the ocean and French currency in the cash box into his arms at the counter.
The waiter in this store knows how to make money.
Huang Guobin hurried to the counter and dialed the number of Yu Lexing's office. He remembered that the phone number of Yu Lexing's office was 9527.
Huang Guobin lifted the microphone and pressed the dial on the dial to turn it clockwise. After turning all the numbers on the dial in sequence, there were very few calls at the time, so there was no need to press a few numbers. Then wait for manual transfer to dial.
A cute girl asked in Wu Nong's soft language: "Where can I forward it to?"
"Pick me up 9527"
"Okay, please wait a moment."
After a while, the call was connected. Yu Lexing was sitting with Wang Tianfeng drinking tea when the phone rang. Yu Lexing put down his teacup, picked up the phone and asked, "Hello, who's there?"
Huang Guobin's excited voice came from the phone: "Teacher, I am Huang Guobin. I caught a Japanese spy. There is a radio station here. The address is the perfume shop at No. 28 Xianghuaqiao Road."
Yu Lexing didn't believe it at all: "You little bastard, you want to trick me again. You caught a Japanese spy not even half an hour after you went out? Tell me whether you believe it or not."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Huang Guobin was stunned on the other end of the phone.
Wang Tianfeng, who was sitting next to Yu Lexing and drinking tea, asked: "What's going on? I seem to have heard about Japanese spies."
Yu Lexing said nonchalantly: "It's that boy Huang Guobin. He failed the exam. If you catch a Japanese spy, I will let you pass the exam. He called and said that he had caught a Japanese spy less than half an hour after he left." Said it was at No. 28 Xianghuaqiao Road."
Wang Tianfeng suddenly stood up: "The perfume shop at No. 28 Xianghuaqiao Road, the Shanghai Station had been watching for a long time in the previous section, and the people who were being watched were removed after finding nothing unusual. Could it be that it is really the contact point for the Japanese people?"
Yu Lexing also came to his senses, and Wang Tianfeng said seriously: "I'll go!"
After that, he hurried out.
Yu Lexing also quickly called the Operations Department of the Military Command Shanghai Station to rush over.
Xianghuaqiao Road is not far away, Wang Tianfeng came directly, and then Chen Binchang, the station director of Juntong Shanghai Station, personally brought people there, and two cars and more than a dozen people came from Shanghai Station.
Wang Tianfeng looked at the fainted Watanabe Masahui and found a small packet of white powder inside her collar with great experience.
Wang Tianfeng said: "This is cyanide. Fortunately you knocked her out, otherwise she would have committed suicide at any time and we wouldn't be able to ask anything."
Chen Binchang ordered his men: "Search carefully for me. You have to dig three feet into the ground to find the code book."
After searching inside and outside for half an hour, the codebook was not found. Chen Binchang frowned and said, "Take it back for torture. Maybe she can explain."
Huang Guobin looked at Watanabe Masahui who was unconscious and lying on the ground with a bumpy figure, and lamented in his heart that such a beautiful Japanese girl didn't know what kind of abuse she would get by these rough guys at Shanghai Station.
Huang Guobin decided to try using Sharingan to see if he could find the Japanese code book.
In his fused memory, he said in the cryptography class that the cipher JN25 used by Japan was a mixed cipher, using a two-part code book containing about 45,000 phrases. The so-called two-part code book means that there are two There are two secret books, one for encryption and one for decryption.
He activated his Sharingan to scan the code and found one of the pile of account books on the table in the back room glowing red.
He took out the account book and looked through it. Wang Tianfeng also noticed his actions and looked at him nervously.
It's just an ordinary account book, but the smell on it should be the password written in invisible ink.
Huang Guobin spit on it, then spit evenly, and a line of numbers appeared.
"Teacher, this is written in invisible ink. It can be seen when it sees water." Huang Guobin handed the code book to Wang Tianfeng.
Xu Zhongyi had already found a bowl of water and a small brush. This boy was indeed very discerning.
Wang Tianfeng dipped a brush in water, carefully brushed it on a page of the account book, and studied it carefully.
"This is the encrypted password, and there should be a decrypted code book." Wang Tianfeng frowned. He only found the encrypted one, but couldn't find the decrypted one. It was still useless.
A group of people rummaged through the boxes and cabinets again to find it, but it seemed that it was not that easy to find.
Chen Binchang said: "It must be hidden somewhere else, or I should take it back for interrogation!"
Wang Tianfeng shook his head: "She is here to send a report. The decrypted code book must be in the store or on her."
Huang Guobin thought, it seems I have to use my Sharingan.
He scanned the store with his Sharingan and found no other glowing items.
Chen Binchang waved his hand, and two Shanghai Station agents were ready to carry Watanabe Masaki away and bring him back to the station for interrogation.
"Wait a minute!" Huang Guobin stopped the two agents and motioned for them to put down Watanabe Masahui.
He used his Sharingan to notice that Watanabe Masae's bra was glowing.
Huang Guobin went up and took off Watanabe Yahui's clothes. The group of people were embarrassed. Chen Binchang coughed and said: "If you like this Japanese girl, please come back to the station with me to talk about it in public." Not so good……"
Huang Guobin chuckled and took off Watanabe Masahui's bra and took it into his hands.
Wang Tianfeng said with a dark face: "Guest, don't mess around, let's leave it to Station Master Chen!"
Huang Guobin handed the bra to Wang Tianfeng and said proudly: "Teacher, this is the decrypted code book."
This is a knitted bra, silk, ultra-thin.
Wang Tianfeng took it suspiciously and looked at it carefully for a long time. It was just an ordinary silk bra. There was nothing special except that it felt silky.
A group of people looked at Huang Guobin, wanting to hear his detailed explanation of why this bra was a code book.
Huang Guobin said awkwardly: "Instructor, just now Director Yu said that Zhongyi and I were going to be fired. Look..."
Wang Tianfeng knew that he wanted to take credit, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, it's all on me. If he doesn't let you graduate, I will be the first to fall out with him."
Chen Binchang also patted his chest and said, "If you two can't graduate, I'll go find Boss Dai to intercede."
Caught the Japanese spy, found the radio station and the code book, this student has made such a great contribution, and his future is unlimited. This smooth favor must be done no matter what.
Huang Guobin and Xu Zhongyi were overjoyed. Xu Zhongyi burst into tears of gratitude: "Thank you, instructor, and thank you, stationmaster Chen. You are really my reborn parents!"
"Okay, stop being too pretentious and tell me the secret." Wang Tianfeng interrupted their performance and asked Huang Guobin about the secret of his bra.
"This is knitted Morse code. You can decipher it when you go back and look carefully with a magnifying glass." Huang Guobin said proudly.
This was inspired by the movie "The Wind" in his previous life.
Chen Binchang and Wang Tianfeng were overjoyed. It was a great achievement to crack the code book. Chen Binchang had everyone take away everything they could as evidence. The Japanese ladies and shopkeepers also packed it into the car and took it away.
Wang Tianfeng took the students back to the Qingpu special training class.
