Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Zhang Yunhe then found the newspaper designated by Chen Xiangling as requested, and paid 50 yuan to buy a tofu-sized page to publish a lost and found statement.

There must be a secret code for contact in this lost and found statement, but Zhang Yunhe is not an underground party member and does not know the secret.

While Zhang Yunhe was busy outside, Chen Xiangling, who was recuperating at home, forced herself to get up and found the radio that Zhang Yunhe had brought back for her. She first drafted the content of a telegram, then translated it into Arabic numerals according to the code book, and then used the radio to send the numbers out via radio waves.

Originally, she and her husband Xiong Danian had a division of labor. Her husband was responsible for drafting the content of the telegram, translating it into numbers using a code book, and then she sent it out using the radio.

If a telegram was sent by her superiors, she would immediately receive and record the Arabic numerals representing different telegram sounds after the radio station received the signal, and then Xiong Danian would translate it into Chinese characters using a code book.

In other words, she was in charge of the radio station and sending and receiving messages, while Xiong Danian was in charge of the code book and translation. The two could not interfere with each other, and this was also the regulation of the superiors.

But now that Xiong Danian has been arrested, she has to be the only one to send and receive messages and translate the contents of telegrams.

By the time she finished sending a telegram via radio, she had exhausted all her strength and energy and could only lie on the table to rest, waiting for a reply from her superiors.

It seems that the superiors were also confused by the message sent by Chen Xiangling. After all, Lao Xiong is the person in charge of the organization here. If something happens to him, many things will have to be rearranged, which is a big project.

It was three hours later that Chen Xiangling saw the signal light on the radio station light up. She immediately forced herself to put on headphones and use a pen to record the content of the radio signal.

Ten minutes later, all the contents of the radio waves were recorded. Looking at the Arabic numerals that filled a whole page, Chen Xiangling took the code book and translated each group of numbers.

Fifteen minutes later, the telegram was translated. Chen Xiangling looked at the content of the telegram silently. The instructions from her superior were almost the same as she expected. Comrade Lao Cui would temporarily take over Lao Xiong's position and work, and all contact with Xiong Danian would be cut off. All people and equipment known to Xiong Danian must be transferred as quickly as possible!

Looking at this telegram, Chen Xiangling felt sad and anxious, but helpless. She knew that the organization had no choice but to do so, and even if she followed the instructions of her superiors completely, it would be impossible to rearrange accommodation for everyone in a short period of time, because rearranging accommodation would require a lot of money and time.

At present, she believed that only Lao Lin, Lao Cui, Lao Wei and others had moved to other places. It was hard to say about others. After all, now was not the time to move whenever they wanted, as the Japanese were watching them too closely.

Another point is that because Lao Xiong is the person in charge, he personally participated in the setting of many contact methods, codes, and passwords within the organization. He is familiar with the patterns of these contact methods, codes, and passwords. Because these things are systematic, Lao Xiong can use these patterns to infer the new contact methods that Lao Cui and others have changed.

"Old Bear, I hope you can hold on. Don't do anything that will ruin your reputation. If that happens, no one will be able to save you!"

By the time Chen Xiangling hid the radio and the code book and lay back on the bed, she was so weak that she had no strength left.

Not long after, Zhang Yunhe came back with the food he had packed from outside.

"Mr. Zhang, is that you?" Chen Xiangling, who was lying on the bed, heard the door open, reached under the pillow, grabbed the pistol and asked.

Zhang Yunhe's voice came from the living room: "It's me!"

After a while, Zhang Yunhe pushed the door open with food in his hand and said, "Teacher Chen, I fried three dishes at the restaurant outside and brought some rice. Can I make a little of each and bring it in for you?"

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Zhang!" Chen Xiangling released the hand holding the gun under the pillow.

Zhang Yunhe observed some subtle changes in the room. Chen Xiangling's shoes were no longer in their original positions, some items on the desk were moved, and the pencil seemed to have been touched.

"Did she just send a message on the radio?"

Zhang Yunhe returned to the living room and put the food on the dining table. He then brought bowls, chopsticks and plates from the kitchen, poured all the fried dishes into the plates, put some rice on another plate, took a little of each dish, and then brought it to the room and placed it on the bedside table. Then he went to help Chen Xiangling up and put a pillow behind her.

"Let's eat. I don't know if it suits your taste. Just tell me what you want to eat and I'll bring it back when I come back in the evening!"

Chen Xiangling quickly said, "Mr. Zhang, you're too polite. I'm happy to have a bite to eat. I'm not that picky!"

"Okay, you eat first! By the way, don't call me Mr. Zhang in the future. If the landlord and the neighbors hear it, they will probably become suspicious and wonder why I am hiding a strange woman in my house!" Zhang Yunhe said.

Chen Xiangling thought about it and asked, "Then what should I call you?"

Zhang Yunhe thought for a moment and asked, "How old are you this year?"

"28!"

"You are older than me, I am 24 years old. So, from now on, you are my cousin. You came here from your hometown to seek treatment from a famous doctor and are temporarily staying in my house! By the way, my name is Yunhe, and my courtesy name is Qingyi. You can call me by my courtesy name in the future. This is the one my father gave me!" Zhang Yunhe said.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiangling said, "There's a poem by Bai Juyi from the Tang Dynasty that goes like this: 'I envy the clouds and cranes for my long leisure, and feel ashamed of the mist and vines after a long absence!' It seems your father hopes that when you grow up, you will become an idle cloud and wild crane, living in seclusion and not serving as an official."

"Teacher Chen is truly knowledgeable and talented. My father certainly thought so. He couldn't stand the warlords fighting each other, vying for territory and causing the people to suffer. In the end, he himself died in the midst of this war!"

Chen Xiangling picked up the bowl filled with food and chopsticks and was about to eat when she suddenly remembered something and asked, "Qingyi, can you contact Huilan?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yunhe asked back with a sudden thought in his mind. He did not reveal that Liu Huilan had already arrived in Hong Kong.

Chen Xiangling said, "I presume that Lao Xiong has been arrested. He knows Huilan's whereabouts and mission. For Huilan's safety, you'd better find a way to contact her and tell her about Lao Xiong's arrest!"

Zhang Yunhe nodded and said, "Okay, I'll find a way to contact Huilan! I asked someone this morning, and the night before last, someone saw several secret agents exchanging gunfire with a middle-aged man at the Wusheng Road intersection. The middle-aged man was eventually dragged into a car by the secret agents and taken away. That man should be your husband, Mr. Xiong. I just don't understand why Teacher Chen told me this."

Chen Xiangling sighed, "I hope Old Bear can pull through, but that's just my hope. I can't guarantee that Old Bear won't betray me. If I wait until Old Bear betrays me, it will be too late. I've been sisters with Huilan for many years, and I don't want her to be betrayed by a traitor!"

Zhang Yunhe looked at Chen Xiangling deeply and said, "I understand. Thank you, Teacher Chen! Oh, by the way, there's something I forgot to tell you. After I retrieved your things last night, another person went to your place. That person had a small, round face and a missing ear. I assume he's your comrade!"

Chen Xiangling immediately said, "It must be the guy at the noodle shop. He doesn't know where I live. Either that guy told him, or Lao Cui told him!"

"I'd also like to ask Qingyi to do me another favor. Find someone, a beggar or a child, to stuff this letter into the donation box at the City God Temple. Don't do it yourself, find someone else to do it!"

After saying that, she took out a letter from under the quilt and handed it to Zhang Yunhe.

Zhang Yunhe looked at Chen Xiangling but did not answer.

Chen Xiangling also knew that she was being a bit unreasonable, so she said, "This is the last time. I won't let you do this again!"

After thinking for a few seconds, Zhang Yunhe took the letter, put it in his pocket, and turned to leave.