Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

On a street near the French Concession, a high-tech telecommunications detection vehicle was slowly driving along the side of the street.

There were several instruments placed in the closed compartment, and several agents were sitting on stools wearing headphones and searching aimlessly for radio signals.

The spy sitting in the middle was slowly turning the instrument's knob with his right hand. The signal indicator light flickered on and then went off. His expression changed. "Hmm? There's a signal?"

He immediately turned the knob back, and the instrument indicator light lit up and then went out. He patiently adjusted it slowly and finally stopped at a channel. The instrument indicator light remained on and did not go out again.

"Captain, we've discovered something. This method of sending messages seems... somewhat familiar... I remember now. This is an underground party radio station that has disappeared for a while!" The signal detection agent immediately shouted.

"Stop!" the captain shouted at the cab, and the detection car slowly stopped by the roadside.

"Quickly search the distance from the signal source to here!"

Under the captain's order, several technical agents on the car immediately began to work intensively.

"Any results?" the spy captain asked anxiously after a while.

"Not yet, wait a little longer..."

At this moment, the indicator light on the instrument went out. Seeing this, the captain cursed: "Baga, we just caught the underground party radio station by the tail, and he escaped again!"

The technician shook his head and said, "The time is too short!"

Another agent asked, "Captain, what should we do now? I believe this underground radio station must be nearby!"

The spy captain thought for a moment and said, "You guys wait here, I'll call the section chief!"

"Hi!"

The spy captain found a telephone booth and called the office of the Special High Technology Telecommunications Department, and soon received instructions.

He returned to the telecommunications detection vehicle and said to everyone, "The section chief has asked us to wait here. All equipment is turned on. If you need to replace the battery, go to the department and get it. The waiting time here is tentatively set at two days!"

A spy asked, "Captain, it's not a good idea for us to just park on the street like this. If the underground party sees us, they will definitely stop sending messages!"

"Of course we can't stop here!" the captain said, turning to the driver and shouting, "Drive into the alley across the street!"

"Hi!"

At twelve o'clock noon, Chen Xiangling turned on the radio again, but this time she used another channel to receive the signal. This was the time she had agreed with her superiors.

By the time she received the signal, 8 minutes had passed. She immediately took out the code book to translate it. After translating the entire message, she closed her eyes, memorized it in her mind, and then lit it with a match.

Then she switched to the messaging channel and sent two words as quickly as possible: "Received."

At this time, the spy in the telecommunications detection car in the alley saw the indicator light on the instrument and shouted, "Another transmission!"

The other few people quickly got to work.

But the instrument indicator light only lit up for less than twenty seconds before going out.

Seeing this scene, the spy captain was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "Baga Yalu!"

A technician said confidently: "This radio must be nearby, perhaps in the Chinese area of ​​this street, or perhaps in the French Concession across the street. It can't be far from Taiyuan. The signal is too strong!"

The spy captain gritted his teeth and said, "Keep waiting, he'll send another message eventually!"

At this time, a car turned and drove into an alley in the French Concession opposite. It was Zhang Yunhe who came back to deliver food to Chen Xiangling.

After getting out of the car, he walked around the front, opened the passenger door and took out the lunch box. He turned around and looked up to see the telecommunications detection car in the alley across the street. As a spy, he was very familiar with this thing. He had seen two of them parked in the yard of the Special High Technology Bureau several times.

His heart suddenly tightened. Could it be that Chen Xiangling had sent another message and attracted the Special High Technology detection vehicle that was searching for radio signals nearby?

He remained calm on the surface as he carried his lunch box towards the building where Chen Xiangling currently lived. Mrs. Luo, the landlady of the house next door, happened to open the door and greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, are you back to bring lunch to your cousin again?"

Not knowing whether the woman had just opened the door or was deliberately waiting for him, Zhang Yunhe smiled and replied, "Yes, Mrs. Luo, have you eaten?"

"Not yet, just a bite per person!" said Mrs. Luo.

Zhang Yunhe was worried that Mrs. Luo would pester him endlessly, so he immediately said, "I'll go take some food to my cousin first. You're busy!"

Mrs. Luo could only nod with some disappointment.

Zhang Yunhe slipped away with the lunch box.

He went up to the roof and stood at the stairs to wait for a while to see if anyone was following him. Seeing no movement in the stairwell, he turned around and went to the door of Chen Xiangling's room and knocked: "Knock, knock, knock"

"Who?" Chen Xiangling asked vigilantly in the room.

"it's me!"

Hearing Zhang Yunhe's voice, Chen Xiangling breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door: "Come in!"

Zhang Yunhe walked into the room and saw the radio on the desk, still untied. His face darkened immediately. He turned to Chen Xiangling, who had already closed the door, and shouted, "Are you trying to kill yourself? Yesterday I told you not to send messages too frequently. How many times have you sent messages in the past two days? Do you know that the Special High Technology Bureau's telecommunications detection vehicle is parked in the alley across the street, less than two hundred meters away?"

"You don't care about your own life, but please don't hurt me, okay?"

Chen Xiangling didn't care about Zhang Yunhe's scolding. She was startled when she heard a spy's telecommunications detection vehicle parked nearby. "How, how could it be such a coincidence? I..."

Zhang Yunhe's face was gloomy. "When I saw that telecommunications detection vehicle, I thought it was a coincidence. But when I saw your radio station that hadn't been packed up yet, I knew there weren't so many coincidences in this world!"

"Why are people like you always so self-righteous and unwilling to listen to what others say? I'm only 24 years old. I still have a lot of life ahead of me. I don't want to be implicated and killed, understand?"

Chen Xiangling also realized that she had made a big mistake this time, having lured the spies' telecommunications detection vehicle right under her nose. She quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I really didn't pay attention to the Japanese telecommunications detection vehicle you mentioned. It was mainly because I didn't know much about it. I didn't expect it to be so powerful!"

Zhang Yunhe said, "The reason they haven't rushed over yet is probably because they haven't determined your location. It's probably because you sent the message not long enough, so they didn't capture enough radio signals in time for analysis and calculation. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to see you now!"

"Ah? Then, they won't come looking for us, right?" Chen Xiangling asked worriedly.

Zhang Yunhe looked at her and sneered, "Why, are you scared now? What were you doing before?"