Cicada Moving

Chapter 525 Millimeter

“Deputy Director, could it be that Station Commander Shi is from our Secret Service? Xu Enzeng is inside. I’m afraid he won’t be able to come out now. Do you want me to stay here and wait for an opportunity to make connections?”

As soon as the car left the gate of Shanghai Station, the secret service headquarters, Wu Chunyang asked mysteriously. After working in intelligence for so long, some things can be understood at a glance. There must be something wrong with Shi Zhenmei.

Hearing this, Zuo Zhong smiled faintly. The information Dai Chunfeng gave him before departure was very detailed, so detailed that even Xu Enzeng might not be able to grasp it, so the source of the information could only come from one place.

 The senior management of Shanghai Station, the secret service headquarters.

Contact Shi Zhenmei again and hope that she will join the working meeting of the White Blood Cell Project. The answer is easy to guess. To say that Lao Xu is a failure, the heads of important districts and stations are not of the same mind.

Why did the station commander betray the secret service headquarters? It may be for greater power, he may be in big trouble, he may simply want to place a bet, who knows.

He thought about it and shook his head: "I'm just giving it a try. The other party is not the one I'm following. Don't ask for more details. Return to Jisi Feier Road. In addition to Luoma, I also found the information of Station Master Shi. "

 “Okay, Deputy Director.”

Wu Chunyang realized that the matter might be related to the deputy director, so he decisively shut his mouth and decided to ask Jinling's men to take the fastest train to send the files of these two people to Shanghai when he returned.

His political intelligence unit has information on all personnel, including name, age, place of origin, gender, detailed resume, hobbies and specialties, and even information about relatives and friends.

 Although the content has not been updated for a long time, it is enough to get a preliminary understanding of a person. Other information can be obtained through insiders and information dealers in one place. As long as the money is available, you can buy anything.

Zuo Zhong didn't care about this, and returned to the temporary station in silence all the way. He said hello to his men and walked into his room. After gently closing the door, he began to check the hidden locations in the house.

There are no wireless eavesdropping devices in this era. As long as there are no abnormal lines, you can determine whether the area around you is clean. He turned around and looked at the time, took out his mobile phone from the space and started typing.

“Learning about the special agent headquarters plan codenamed White Blood Cell, personnel have been sent to infiltrate the Shanghai organization, and grassroots activities have been exposed. Also pay attention to the safety of Special Section personnel and the surrounding environment, and wait for detailed information, Qiu Chan.”

It has been a few days since Dai Chunfeng revealed the news. With this safety buffer time, and so many secret agents knowing about the matter, it is impossible to find out where the information was leaked.

It’s a pity that Luoma was very vigilant and did not reveal the specific identity and lurking location of the insider cell. Of course, even if the guy told him, he would not act rashly. Who knows if it is a trap.

 “Buzzing.”

 “Find out as soon as possible, old K.”

The call back came when he was thinking about it. Zuo Zhong nodded slightly after reading it. Judging from the previous communication, his partner should not know about this matter, otherwise he would not use the word "as soon as possible".

Also, the White Blood Cell Project is the top secret of the Fruit Party, and the specific implementation personnel are under surveillance at all times. Senior personnel like him will also have their external communications monitored.

Old K Xu Weiming is just the deputy director of the Jinling Party Department. He has no channels to inquire about such confidential information. If he really inquires about it, the first thing he will do is to confirm or test it with himself.

 “Buzzing.”

 “Find out as soon as possible, old K.”

The phone rang again, and the exact same message was sent again. Zuo Zhong's expression became serious. The situation was far more serious than imagined. He flicked his finger to reply to the message to indicate that he had received it.

At the same time, in the bedroom of the small courtyard on Jinling Zhuque Street, Xu Weiming looked at the indicator light on the radio with an anxious face, and the rope connected to the grenade fuse on his wrist trembled up and down.

Suddenly, a burst of green light flashed. His eyes lit up. He held the earphone with one hand and quickly wrote down the pen on the paper with the pen in the other hand. After ten seconds, he quickly turned off the power of the radio station.

 “Ula~Ula~”

The wail of police cars came from far outside the window. Xu Weiming slowly exhaled and leaned back in his chair. The enemy's electronic reconnaissance vehicles were becoming more and more active, which was not a good thing for them.

In the past, there would be at least twenty minutes between shutting down and hearing the siren, but now the two events happen almost at the same time, which shows that the radio direction finding technology of the Kuomintang intelligence agencies is advancing rapidly.

I don't know if Qiu Chan can get relevant information. An idea flashed in his mind, then he opened the newspaper with a wry smile and used the code pad to unlock the code. There were only four words on it.

 “Received, waiting.”

 Xu Weiming slowly relaxed his brows, tore up the paper on the table and threw it into his mouth, chewing hard. Thinking of the contents of the first telegram, his face once again showed a worried look.

　　Permeation, white blood cells, these two words cannot be seen separately, but they are easy to understand when put together. That is to replace the red cells of the underground party with the white cells of the communist party bit by bit.

 At that time, the organization will have no secrets from the enemy. This situation is very scary. Moreover, Shanghai is the location of many important agencies. Once something goes wrong, it will affect the overall situation.

 Shanghai Central Bureau of the Underground Party.

  All China Federation of Trade Unions.

 Iron Federation.

 Shanghai Radio Station.

 Shanghai International Secret Radio.

etc

We must contact Southwest immediately and pass the intelligence to Shanghai. This matter should be done sooner rather than later. Maybe the spies will rush into these places in the next second, and many comrades will face life danger. Xu Weiming took off the fuse tied to his wrist, stood up, took down a book from the bookshelf, and walked back to the table. While flipping through the book, he quickly edited a secret message and sent it out immediately.

 A string of radio waves invisible to the naked eye was emitted from the small courtyard, reflected back and forth between the atmosphere and the ground, traveled thousands of kilometers, and was finally received by a radio station in the southwest jungle.

 “Old K’s message.”

“Translation, immediately.”

The two voices exchanged a few words briefly, and soon a middle-aged soldier wearing a coarse military uniform and an octagonal hat rode away with a telegraph newspaper. When he came back again, the sun had already set.

 “Shanghai Special Branch, use millimeter.”

˜ (not a typo)

 “Yes, Minister.”

Following the firm reply, the rapid and crisp sound of electric keys continued to sound, and a radio covered with black cloth shot out radio waves and flew towards the huge modern city on the coast of the East China Sea.

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  In a Shikumen house at Gaolang Bridge, the junction of the French Concession and the Chinese border in Shanghai, the lights in the three-story pavilion were dim, and the dormer window on the south roof was covered tightly with a thick quilt.

  “It’s millimeters.”

 “Quick, it must be important information.”

There was a hint of solemnity in the tone of the person who issued the order. Millimeter secrecy is an encrypted way for the central government to communicate with the general headquarters, corps headquarters, and important agencies in various places. The confidentiality level is very high.

This cipher code system consists of two parts. The first part is used when receiving and receiving telegrams, including the contact wavelength, code and time. This part of the information depends on the operator to remember it in his mind.

 The second part of the translation information is all in English letters and Arabic numerals, related to the book title, volume number, header information, page number, line number and word order, and informs both parties that each holds multiple copies of the same book.

The telegram itself is a code, and its content is just a simple numerical index. If you indicate which book, which page, and which line in the telegram, you can find out the corresponding Chinese characters in the book.

This has the advantage that even if the operator masters the first part of the cipher mechanism, as long as the superiors have the key book, even if the operator rebels, the enemy will still be unable to decipher the ciphertext.

The only disadvantage of this type of code is that in order to ensure absolute security, the second part of the code book needs to be transported manually and cannot be distributed on a large scale. It can only be used at important nodes.

 That's why the person who issued the order becomes so nervous. If there are no particularly important things or tasks, superiors will not use this set of passwords. After all, the fewer times the password is used, the higher the security.

The small clock in the three-story pavilion was ticking. The operator who received the call calmly recorded a line of letters and numbers on the note, then turned around and handed the note to the figure in the shadow.

 “The secret code is here.”

 “Turn off the radio, I’m leaving first.”

"be safe."

"kindness."

The shadow nodded, rolled the note into a roll and stuffed it into a cigarette, then put the cigarette into the cigarette case. He pressed the peaked cap smoothly, and the protruding brim of the cap blocked his face, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

He went downstairs, opened the door and closed the door, walked out of the alley along the side street, and entered a main road. Although it was late at night, it was very lively here, and all the people passing by were workers in overalls.

There are many factories nearby that require night shifts, and it is close to the French Concession. The secret radio station is set up here. If emergency information is received in the middle of the night, no matter whether it is connected or evacuated, it will not attract attention.

The shadow moved skillfully through the crowd. One moment he got into the hotel and left through the back door, the next moment he crossed the road through a crowded roadside stall, and walked back and forth between the Chinese and French Concessions several times.

If party agents and French police officers do not have law enforcement rights in each other's jurisdiction, either party must declare in advance when entering the other party's jurisdiction. Such frequent entry and exit are enough to expose the enemy's whereabouts.

The only thing to worry about is cooperation between the two parties, but if you want to find the French at this point, you can only go to places like the Technical Courtyard. Anyway, the Gallic Rooster will never go out to catch people on a cold winter night.

Half an hour later, he called a rickshaw and reported the name of the place. After arriving at the destination, he walked around in a circle until he confirmed that there were no followers, then he stopped another rickshaw driver and said.

 “Julida Road, French Concession.”

 “Okay, please watch your step.”

The driver replied, bending down and pushing down the handlebars. Julida Road is the core area of ​​the French Concession. It has a police station and a barracks and is very safe. Otherwise, he would not dare to take this job in the middle of the night.

Heiying got into the car with a natural expression, observing behind him covertly along the way, and finally got off the car at the intersection, then walked through several remote alleys and walked into a new residential building.

I don’t know how long it took, but he appeared on the street with a pale face. After thinking for a while, he raised his feet and walked somewhere. The colorful neon lights illuminated the elongated figure, making it a little unclear.

 (End of this chapter)