"Where did you learn it?" Lin Zhicheng asked in surprise.

The Special Training Department of the Secret Service also teaches these courses, but no way is it not to be simple and effective for this method.

"I saw it in a book." Fang Buwei said casually.

In fact, he learned it from a criminal in his previous life.

During a case of missing children, a professional human trafficker was found. Scouts found that many witnesses actually had differences when describing the facial features of the human trafficker.

Later, I caught this trafficker and found out that this man had very good makeup skills.

The presiding judge at that time was Fang Buwei, who was prepared for any trouble, so he specifically understood it.

What he is using now is the early method of the man committing crimes.

After putting on makeup, he looked at the rickshaw parked outside, and always felt something was wrong. After thinking about it, he realized why.

A rickshaw doesn’t pull people, so what’s the rickshaw?

Coming in the air and going in the air will inevitably make people suspicious. Fang Buwei said to Lin Zhicheng: "Send someone to have sex, I'll take a while..."

Lin Zhicheng assigned a team member who was not tall and thin, and followed Fang Buwei out of the back door.

After pulling forward for more than a kilometer, Fang Buwei asked the team members to get out of the car. He pulled the rickshaw to approach the red dot.

Several passengers wanted to take the bus along the way, but Fang Bubu was given an excuse to have problems with the bus and wanted to find a place to repair it. He refused.

Only when the eavesdropper is received will not start listening as soon as possible.

There was a "beep beep" sound inside, and there was a "rustle" sound in the pause. Fang Bubu thought about it and guessed that the driver should be writing.

No wonder I haven't left the house so late, it turns out that I'm receiving the message.

Someone was calling a taxi again. Fang Buwei thought that he couldn't pull an empty car and kept wandering around here, so he stopped and asked the male customer to get in.

"Boss, I'm new here, I don't know some of the roads, so I have to ask you to point it..." Fang Buwei said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, it's okay!" said the middle-aged man who was in the car, "I'll remind you when it's time to turn!"

Fang Buwei said thank you, pulled up the rickshaw and ran away.

The guest found that the coachman looked quite old, but he was very strong, the car was pulled very quickly, the steering was flexible, and he sat on it quickly and steadily. It was just a little bad. He didn't know some roads, but he didn't know all of them. He couldn't tell him the name of the road, but he just glared at him.

Halfway through the way, I found that there was no movement in my ears. Fang Buwei looked at it and it turned out that it was beyond the receiving range of the eavesdropper.

He was a little stunned and could not throw the guests halfway, so he had to grit his teeth and speed up.

After just a few steps, the red dots in his mind began to move, proving that the driver had left Yao Tiannan's home. Fang Buwei was even more anxious.

The rickshaw ran faster and faster, just like it was flying, it actually exceeded two cars. The guests in the car shouted: "Let's slower..."

After finally arriving at the location, the guest got off the car in a panic, but the other party didn't complain. Fortunately, the customer was quite polite and gave Fang Buwei a lot of money to the car.

Fang Buwei pulled up the empty rickshaw and moved towards the red dot like a flying rickshaw.

The red dots don't move fast, so the driver should be walking. But Fang Buwei dared not be careless. Maybe in the middle, the driver will meet someone.

More importantly, the driver had just received the message and was writing at the time. Did he translate the message directly?

He went out as soon as he received the message. Will the content of the message be carried by him? If he got this message, would he be able to decipher the content of the telegram he sent before?

Not long after, the red dot stopped, and Fang Buwei felt angry...

Then, an extremely surprising scene appeared on the streets of Nanjing: a rickshaw that had no people, a flying rickshaw, surpassing one sedan after another on the street...

When it reached the range that the eavesdropper could receive, Fang Buwei slowed down and listened to the recording while walking.

The sound was very noisy, and it seemed that there were many people next to me. Then Fang Buwei heard the guy shouting again: "Your bun..."

Is it a bun shop?

The sound of eating sounded inside again, and Fang Buwei breathed a little relieved, and the previous recording was played again.

After receiving the telegram, the driver went downstairs. Fang Buwei heard the voice of the concierge talking to the driver again, and the driver seemed to have come out.

Then the driver kept walking and arrived at the bun shop. A guy was greeting him.

When we arrived at the bun shop, the driver never said anything except asking for things. He listened to the movement inside. People were next to each other, which was not ordinary noisy. Fang Buwei didn't think that the joint would be placed in such a complicated place.

fine!

Seeing that the red dot was very close to him, Fang Buwei stopped the rickshaw and followed the red dot to find the location and found the bun shop.

At the door were two large oil tanks modified stoves, which were very hot and spread to the edge of the pot. There were many layers of steamers on top of the two large pots, and it was constantly steaming out.

There are constantly people coming in and out, and the business of the bun shop is very good.

Fang Buwei really wanted to go in and take a look, but when he looked at the clothes of the guests entering and leaving, he gave up his thoughts.

None of them dressed like a coolie. It seems that although it is a bun shop, it is quite high-end.

After thinking about it, Fang Buwei still didn't go in.

Lin Zhicheng said that he was completely like a different person, and I am afraid that Chen Xinran would not recognize him. But Fang Buwei also felt that Gao Sizhong's words made sense.

There is no simpler thing for being a spy in this era. He cannot guarantee that the driver will not recognize him, so it is better not to take risks.

Fang Buwei parked the car on the side of the road and walked towards the door. A guy opened the steamer and took the buns out. He was really hungry when he smelled the scent of the buns.

"My man, come two!" Fang Buwei shouted.

The guy turned around, looked at Fang Buwei, and then looked at the rickshaw behind him.

“Isn’t it cheap?”

My God, I was underestimated.

Fang Buwei took out the pocket of the short jacket and took out a few copper plates.

This was given by the guest just now, and he didn't count it carefully. After seeing this, he found that it was only two cents.

"Do you really want it?" the guy shouted, "Do you want the pork stuffing that has just been released?"

Fang Buwei nodded, pulled the brim of his hat, and quickly glanced into the store.

He looked nice, and after a glance, he found the driver.

The driver sat diagonally opposite the door, and there was a man and a woman sitting opposite him, unable to see clearly. He was talking about family matters while eating, and it should be a couple.

The driver was eating buns, and there was no sign of talking to the two people opposite him.

It looks like the size of a bun, one foot is the size of a fist. Fang Buwei asked for two. Seeing that the guy didn't mean to ask him for money, he realized that a bun would cost one cent.

Your sister, I only earned two buns money after I took a trip?
Chapter completed!