I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

On the night of the Lantern Festival in 37, there was a heavy rain in the middle of the night, but the next day the sky was clear and spring was in full swing.

However, there is a sense of panic in the foreign concessions.

Both the Concession Municipal Council and the embassies of various countries were somewhat overwhelmed by the huge explosion in the northern suburbs.

The roar of planes circling in the sky made the air in the entire city thick and solidified.

"Ah Miao, Nong's father wants to come over and take Nong and Mr. Lu back to the concession..."

Xu Ayu, who was always bold and aggressive, had a hint of panic in his voice.

Although there were gunshots here and there on weekdays, after much experience, everyone knew that they were just minor incidents.

The sound of the explosion today was like something hitting the ground hard. Although it was far away, it could make people feel the earth shaking.

It is even more terrifying than the midnight air raid on January 28 a few years ago. Ordinary people have their own ways of survival and know that today no place is safer than home.

"Mom, where are Pingmei and the others?" Wei Miao asked.

Xu Ayu quickly said, "After the explosion in the early morning, Nong A's father didn't let them go out."

Xu Ayu was glad that the school time in winter was one hour later than in summer.

Wei Miao felt relieved after hearing this. Xu Ayu and his men were in the French Concession, and very close to the French Concession Police Headquarters. Even if the Japanese went crazy, they would not offend the French.

What's more, she knew best the origin of the explosion. If Brother Lu and his men cleaned up the mess, the Japanese would only feel that they had bad luck.

Maybe I have to go back to my homeland to visit the shrine and cry about why my country’s fortune is so bad!

"Mom, I'm safe here. Brother Lu's bodyguards and doctors are all here. On the contrary, don't open the braised meat shop at home today. Take Aunt Wu and the others home and don't go out. If there is any danger, go to the cellar..."

Xu Ayu agreed repeatedly. It was only after Wei Miao hung up the phone for a long time that she realized that she had not said a lot of things.

I turned my head and met Wei A's gaze, and then I remembered that I was going to pick up my daughter.

"What are you looking at? Check if there is enough food and drink at home..."

"What about A Miao?" Wei Ada didn't move, but asked her expectantly.

Xu Ayu thought of what Wei Miao said, pushed aside the person in the way and said:

"Let's just listen to Ah Miao and avoid causing more trouble."

Wei Ada's eyes widened, he was shocked and Xu Ayu looked like a completely different person from the one who was so anxious just now.

"How can we leave Ah Miao alone outside?"

Xu Ayu was so upset that he spat at him and said:

"Otherwise, it takes three hours to go from here to Juhuali and back. What if something happens on the way..."

Wei Ran and the other children were silent. Even little Ah Xi, who was held by Wei Ling, knew that this was not the time to bully his older brothers and sisters, so he behaved very well. . .

Wei Miao hung up the phone, rubbed his forehead, and said tiredly:

"No, I want to sleep. Call me when it gets dark."

Standing at the bedroom door, Lu Pingsheng looked at her with bloodshot eyes, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Wei Miao asked cautiously: "What else do you want to do?"

"Ah Miao, remember, you can send a telegram, right?" Lu Pingsheng said as he motioned her to come into the room.

Even though the gate to the yard was closed and there was Ali as the guard cat, Lu Pingsheng was still willing to step out of the bedroom.

He had already planned to live in the basement until the man in the bed got better.

Wei Miao had indeed studied telegraph transmission. The so-called radio telegraph transmission mentioned by Lu Pingsheng consisted of three major parts: the radio station, the antenna and the electrical construction.

The handle that Takahashi Eiichi pressed with his hand before his death, which made a ticking sound, was the electric key. There was an electric contact point on the handle of the electric key, and the difference between Arabic numerals and letters was formed according to the length of time of contact when pressing.

A quick and short contact is called a "di", while a slightly longer contact is called a "da".

Through the "dit-da-da" pressing technique, the band and signal are transmitted. The other party has a code book in his hand. The recipient copies the numbers or letters and writes down the decrypted words, thus completing the most timely and convenient transmission of information.

When she was in Hong Kong Island, she had nothing to do and read a book that was placed on her bedside table. What was it called?

Far East Intelligence Station (Note 1)

The above introduces many essential skills for agents, including the principles of radio, the function of recording, and various methods of sending "beep, tap, dot, dash" messages.

Da Zhuang, who was taking her out to play, saw that she was very curious, so he took her to the local post office, arranged for a telegraph operator, and asked her to send a telegram to the Wei family personally.

She was also shocked at the high cost of telegrams, which cost 1.6 cents per word, including punctuation.

A telegram cost her three silver dollars, and if it contained a thousand words, it would cost her more than three hundred dollars.

You know, even in Hong Kong Island, you can buy three kilograms of millet for one cent.

"Brother Lu, what are you talking about? Send the code back in the form of a telegram?"

Lu Pingsheng felt a little uncomfortable as Wei Miao stared at him as if he were a fool.

"Ah Miao, this is not an ordinary code book, this is the code book of the Japanese military. With it, perhaps everything can change."

Lu Pingsheng leaned forward slightly, pressed Wei Miao's shoulders hard, and looked into her eyes. There was an emotion in his eyes that Wei Miao could not understand.

In his previous life, he had seen the code compilation of various countries during World War II in a documentary.

It introduces the codes used by the intelligence agencies of major countries in World War II, and he is particularly interested in those used by the Japanese.

So he noticed something unusual about the code book at a glance

He glanced at Wei Miao vaguely, wondering if it had anything to do with the little brat.

Takahashi Eiichi, an agent in Inoue Mansion, has a Japanese military code book at home. The probability of such a thing happening is lower than pie falling from the sky.

He originally planned to make a secret trip to the northwest, but when the code book incident came out, he changed his plan.

He wanted to stay and clean up the mess, to make sure that Takahashi Eiichir's death was normal, and to make the people behind him think that no one knew about the radio and code book.

After he came back, he took photos of all the code books in the study, and also thought about giving the films to other comrades to take back.

But if the secret is leaked, all his plans will be ruined.

After much thought, the only quick and confidential way was to send a telegram.

Lu Pingsheng felt a little regretful that he didn't put a radio in the basement here.

If he had a radio, he wouldn't have to bother A Miao.

At the same time, I blame Feng Zhenzhen, this female liar, for taking money without doing any work, and actually going back to her hometown to build a Taoist temple during the Chinese New Year. . .

Otherwise, if she just broke through a house above the tunnel, he would be able to find a way.

"Brother Lu, you know that using the radio for a long time is too risky." Wei Miao still felt that his idea was very dangerous.

Even though he is the God of Wealth, he still has to refuse unreasonable requests.

Lu Pingsheng handed Wei Miao a note and motioned for her to read it.

Wei Miao took the note and saw the addresses on it. There were more than ten addresses in total, distributed in various locations in Shanghai.

There are as many as six or seven in the French Concession, including apartments, bungalows and villas.

"Ah Miao, these places all have radios, brand new German military products, we have debugged them, each with three spare batteries..."

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Note 1: I don’t know if this book exists, and there is no specific release date. I would like to pay tribute to Deputy Director Yu of “The Hidden”~~~

I have studied the radio stations and codes of that time, but I only have a vague understanding of them. If I write something inappropriate, please point it out to me, my almighty and capable readers. I will correct it as soon as I see it.