After settling down He Jianying, Fang Buwei quietly left the warehouse again.

Running against the wind on the roofs of buildings, Fang Buwei's heart was inspiration: In the face of national crisis, this nation has never lacked blood...

Boss Hu, please hold on for another two days, don’t worry, you will definitely avenge you...

...

In the public concession, the small pier is also not far away. If it weren't for the police and military police who were patrolling, Fang Buwei would not have been able to run away in half an hour and at most a few minutes.

I don’t know if I heard the wind, but the Japanese have not found the loaders and unloaders who helped Fang Buwei lift the screen to Yifenglin Building.

The Japanese don't know yet that the assassin who assassinated Fu Xiao'an first appeared near the small pier.

Therefore, these two safe houses in the small dock warehouse are still safe for the time being.

Fang Buwei hopes that it would be better to be safe for another two days, and wait until he finishes singing the opera.

He got out of the safe house, found all the paper and pens, wrote ink secretly, then sat cross-legged on the ground, placed a wooden board on his knees, and began to write quickly.

Yuan Shu was very cautious and could not keep the password book with him at any time. That was no different from seeking death, so he could only keep the entire set of passwords in his mind.

In this way, the password he uses must have simple and difficult to decipher.

All publications that have been seen on the market cannot be used, so Qi Zhenjiang specially formulated a password for him.

All are composed of Chinese pronunciation letters in the Beiyang government version in 1993. There are only 38 symbols, all of which are: "ㄌ", "ㄋ", "ㄇ", "ㄈ", "ㄗ", "ㄘ", "ㄙ", "ㄙ", "ㄕ", "ㄏ", "1", "ㄩ", "ㄛ", "ㄟ", "ㄠ", "ㄠ", "ㄢ", "ㄥ".

Each character has a specific encoding. Just translate the message into encoding, then put it together and read it together to know the basic meaning.

So Fang Buwei was not worried that the Japanese could find the codebook from the relics left by Teacher Lin.

Teacher Lin is unlikely to be so stupid that he can't even remember more than thirty codes.

Even if you can't remember, isn't it the most normal thing to put a Chinese pronunciation alphabet in the dormitory of a Mandarin teacher?

Fang Bubu strives to notarize his handwriting, so he wrote the password book, and then used secret ink to write some secret information.

He put the codebook and the secret power aside to dry it, and then began to send telegrams to Ma Chunfeng again.

After a whole day, Ma Chunfeng never left the telecommunications room and was waiting for news from Shanghai.

Not long after he felt that he closed his eyes, Qi Zhenjiang woke him up.

There is news.

Ma Chunfeng rolled up and took the folder in Qi Zhenjiang's hand: Boss Hu has been arrested. Although he has been tortured, he has not betrayed... I have found He Jianying and want to cooperate with him to implement the following plan:...

Framed and framed Wu Sibao?

Is it OK?

Ma Chunfeng's first reaction was suspicion.

Wu Sibao is notorious and has countless blood from military spies on his hands. You tell the Japanese now that he is actually a fake rebel, a real undercover agent, and has been stealing secrets for military spies?

The Japanese are not stupid pigs, how could they believe it?

"In comparison, that person has made more contributions to the Japanese than Wu Sibao!" Qi Zhenjiang said in a low voice.

He was talking about Yuan Shu.

With the secret help of the Military Control Commission, Yuan Shu didn't know how much important information and how much credit he helped the Japanese get. Otherwise, how could I ask Hideichi Iwai to preside over the Iwai Mansion? How could the Japanese Foreign Affairs Department support him in establishing the Xingya National Founding Alliance and fighting with Wang Jingwei, supported by the Japanese Military Department?

Compared with Yuan Shu, Wu Sibao is not even considered a root hair.

One word wakes up the dreamer.

Ma Chunfeng slapped his thigh: Yes, if he was a Japanese, how could he have thought that Yuan Shu was a traitor?

The Japanese have now been scared into frightened birds. The less they look like traitors, the more suspicious Japanese talents will be.

"Then do what he said!" Ma Chunfeng explained.

"The question is, why doesn't he want a codebook?" Qi Zhenlong couldn't figure it out.

Since He Jianying's online appearance is an illusion of Wu Sibao, the Military Control Commission has to send a telegram to Shanghai frequently, which makes Japan mistakenly think that Chongqing is in a thorn in contact, shouldn't it be that Wu Sibao framed several translated messages, or a specific codebook that only Yuan Shu's group can use?

"It's hard to guarantee that he has heard the frequency bands that Yuan Shu and us have used, and has deciphered the codebook..." Ma Chunfeng asked with his eyes rolling.

"Impossible!" Qi Zhenjiang jumped up like a cat with a stomped on his tail.

"Then tell me how he found Liu Geqing, how did he know where Wang Tianmu was, how did he kill Ji Yunqing, Zhang Xiaolin, how did he know every Japanese move, how did he know that the thorns were about to be exposed..." Ma Chunfeng asked.

Isn't this the same thing?

Qi Zhenjiang opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute it.

The main reason is that this person is too weird, so weird that it seems that there is no information that he doesn't know, and nothing he can't do.

"I understand!" Qi Zhenjiang replied with his head down.

Even if he doesn't agree, he won't reveal it.

"Go and do it... If there is any news in Shanghai, please notify me as soon as possible..." Ma Chunfeng pulled his cotton coat and lay on the camp bed.

He was already shocked by Fang Buwei and was numb, with a certain momentum of Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his expression.

"Yes!" Qi Zhenjiang responded and ran to the cloud to send a telegram.

...

Japanese Consulate in Shanghai, electronic inspection class.

A Japanese telegraph soldier specializing in a radio station. He has been around for almost twelve hours, but he has not received any signal in the radio station.

The telecom soldier was drowsy and was thinking about whether to take a nap when a "drip" sound suddenly came from his headphones.

Signals come?

The telecom soldier was shocked, grabbed the headphones and sat upright, and shouted to his colleague next to him: "There is a signal on the specific channel, please notify Chief Akagi..."

Another telegraph soldier ran out of the inspection class quickly.

Akagi Kenzi is interrogating Boss Hu in the cell in the basement.

There was a strong burnt smell floating in the cell, like the smell of burning meat.

Boss Hu has been tortured and covered in bruises and no good meat is found on his body.

A Japanese Congmob carried a bucket of ice water on Boss Hu's head, and Boss Hu just trembled slightly.

"Sir, you can't use any more torture, otherwise you won't even be able to hold on to dawn!"

A Japanese military policeman holding ferrochrome said.

It took a full five hours, and all the punishments that could be used were used. Boss Hu just cried out and didn't say a single word.

Akagi's relatives gritted his teeth with hatred.

Is it really a tough battle?

:.:
Chapter completed!