It is not difficult to contact the person.

When Fang Buwei left the hotel in the morning, he left a number in the payment meeting. If there is an emergency, he could compile the information into the telegram password of the secret service and let the person who answered the phone tell him.

In the meeting, I did not dare to use the sender, but instead carried the password book and compiled what Ma Chunfeng said into a password word by word.

Listening to the sound, the person who answered the phone was a man of a young age. Fu Huizhong was probably from the Song family.

"Please tell the staff officer..." The rest of the words were a bunch of numbers.

The person who answered the phone was sent by Wen Yuqing. How could he not know what the pile of numbers he said meant?

No need to guess, the other party must be a person of the same type as Fang.

The comments were too fast in the payment meeting, and the compiler didn't even dare to report to Lin Er who called it, clamped the receiver in his ear and quickly recorded it.

After the comments were made in the meeting, the compiler asked the compiler to repeat it.

Lin Er stood beside the compiler, looking at the password on the paper with a gloomy face.

After Fu Zhong finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Lin Er didn't even come in and asked who the other party was.

"Who called?" Lin Er asked.

"The other party didn't say anything, just said he wanted to find staff officer!" the compiler replied.

"What is this?" Lin Er asked, pointing to the numbers on the paper.

"It's probably the password..."

Password...spy?

Where did the spy come from, or did you find Fang Buwei?

Seeing Lin Er's face fluttering, the compiler curled his lips secretly.

He could roughly guess what Lin Er was doubting.

Because of the special nature of the profession, compilers should know more people like Lin Er.

It is strange that a spy elite like Fang Bu is not as good as a few professional subordinates.

"Can you decipher it?" Lin Er said, pointing to the numbers on the paper.

He was extremely curious and the person who called wanted to tell Fang Bu why the information was.

"Impossible!" The compiler shook his head, "The other party used it, maybe it was the special password of the secret service..."

In addition to reminding, the compiler's words also have the meaning of warning.

The secret service's code can also be broken if you want to?

Not to mention the compiler, Wen Yuqing doesn’t have the courage to do so.

No possibility of deciphering can be broken.

Lin Er bulged his cheeks and said, "Then check it out, where did the phone call come from!"

"Okay!" The compiler did not refuse this time and responded happily.

However, when explaining to the companion next to him, he gave a secret wink.

The companion blinked his eyelids in understanding and called the insider of the telephone bureau again.

"The other party is a confidential line, and it cannot be found..." the companion on the phone replied.

Now that I didn't even have to do anything, the compiler handed the microphone to Lin Er.

"Confidential line, can't be found?"

Lin Er frowned immediately.

How many confidential lines can a small Suzhou have?

This call was probably called by a spy from the Suzhou Station of the Secret Service.

No wonder Fang Buwei has always been as stable as Mount Tai and is not in a hurry at all?

So there was an arrangement?

The question is, when did Fang Buwei contact these people?

Did he simply ask for help from the spies from Suzhou Station, or did he have other plans?

For example, have you revealed your identity as Consultant Lin to Suzhou Station, and have you told other spies about everything that happened in Suzhou?

The more Lin Er thought about it, his heart became more and more heavy. He looked gloomy and grabbed the microphone in front of his face.

He must report this situation to Consultant Lin.

"Mr. Lin, it's better to send this information to Staff Fang as soon as possible..." the compiler reminded.

The information that can be compiled with password is definitely not ordinary and is likely to be extremely important information.

"What's the hurry? It's just one or two minutes late. Will people die?" Lin Er replied dissatisfied.

There are really people in this world who are not afraid of the great master and are not righteous?

Lin Er didn't believe it at all, and Fang Buwei wanted to help the Song family sincerely.

He has always suspected that Fang Bubu has ulterior motives.

The compiler curled his lips and cursed in his heart: "The rustic guy."

"Advisor, someone just called and reported a bunch of passwords. We asked us to tell our staff... Suzhou Telephone Bureau said that the call was a confidentiality line..."

Consul Lin on the opposite side just pondered for a moment and said, "Transfer the information to Fang Buwei's adviser immediately..."

"this……"

Lin Er gritted his teeth: "How did the spies in Suzhou know that he is in Suzhou?"

Consultant Lin could also guess what Lin Er was concerned about and reminded: "Don't make a fuss... You don't know the past and specific identity of Staff Fang. Not to mention it's just a confidential phone call. As long as he is willing, it's not difficult to bring a company of spies to Suzhou..."

A even may be a bit exaggerated, but Consultant Lin believes that Fang Buwei quietly dispatched a team of spies to Suzhou, which would definitely be impossible.

When Consultant Lin left Nanjing, Song Ziwen personally gave him an opportunity, and mentioned that as long as Fang did not want to do so, he could call the anti-espionage department of the Secret Service headquarters at any time without Ma Chunfeng's consent.

This was promised by the Chairman himself.

Fang Buwei at most, he would just inform Ma Chunfeng afterwards.

Song Ziwen also said that Fang Buwei might ask for help. If he finds this situation, he will not be surprised and lie.

Consultant Lin also felt that Fang Buwei was not brave enough to betray the Song family, and even framed him.

Lin Er hung up the phone depressedly.

Fang Buwei is so powerful?

...

After making the phone call, Fu Huizhong lit a match, lit the note with the password written on it, and after burning it all, it kneaded into fine ashes and threw it into the ashtray.

Then he strode out of the telecommunications room and went to report to Ma Chunfeng.

Because he was good at making a suggestion, he added a sentence when compiling the code, which was a bit unauthorized. The general meaning was: If you have the need, Fu someone and Suzhou Station will go through fire and water, and you will never refuse...

Cooperating with the Song family is undoubtedly a matter of being accused of being a tiger. If you are not careful, you will be backfired. Fang Buwei naturally also knows this.

Fang Buwei is not only trying to get a skin with a tiger, but also thinking about pulling out his teeth with a tiger's mouth, and he has pulled out more than one tiger's mouth...

So I thought about the effort and some effort I could do.

He thought Ma Chunfeng would definitely agree.

But when the excitement gradually dissipated, Fu Huizhong slowly calmed down.

Can the Director even think of a problem that he can think of?

Is it because the time is not yet right, or does it think that Fang Buweizhen has three heads and six arms? This problem is not difficult for him at all?

He suddenly thought of the meaningful smile when Ma Chunfeng asked the contact person to do nothing...

Oh no, it's exposed!

Director Ma had long seen that he knew where Fang Buwei was...

He wouldn't have doubted that he and Fang Buwei had already colluded, right?

Just in an instant, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed out of Fu Huizhong's head.

Spy Hunting Shadow
Chapter completed!