Chapter 512: Agent
Duchamp stared at the man who came in from behind, silent. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he suddenly realized that these people were recruited by him.
The man who came in later had a meal with him. How did he explain himself at the time? Wine merchant Vernon Bodo. It seems that at least he is not lying about his identity, and the signboard hanging here is not a wine shop.
Lu leaned over and cautiously asked, "We are talking over here, they shouldn't be able to hear us, right?" β
This sentence diluted Duchamp's nervousness, and he explained the principle with a smile.
After a few minutes, the yellow-haired man threw the dishes into the pool and went upstairs.
"It's been an eventful time lately, and the two of us can't keep it busy!" He sat down in front of his companions, lit a cigarette, relaxed, and complained loudly, not expecting to be listened to in this house.
The gray-haired man nodded with affection: "A lot of things have really happened in the past two days, and there seems to be a great person in Zhulai City, I put a bugging device on someone today, and it was discovered not long after I put it on." β
"For whom?" The yellow-haired man asked in surprise.
"It's the vehicle of the lord's envoy who came from Gatapunia to buy food, and the bugging device pried the door into it, maybe because of this was discovered, but the tracker's signal is still there."
The yellow-haired man pressed the remaining cigarette butt into the ashtray fiercely, and said: "This person's whereabouts must be closely monitored, I have obtained detailed information today, the group of councilors in Julai City has completely contacted this person, and he wants to contact the officers of the 19th Division through the councillors, and wants to privately operate the matter of the release of grain from the Eagle Pass." However, they fought on the idea of Lieutenant Colonel Yusuf, which was rejected in one fell swoop. β
"Shhh The yellow-haired man let out a sigh and asked, "Where did this news come from?" β
A faint smile appeared on the gray-haired man's face: "Lieutenant Colonel Yusuf has ordered his entourage to report according to the procedure, and I have already informed Kai Rui and asked him to closely monitor all officers and soldiers in the army who may interfere with the defense of Eagle Pass." It's the end of August, and with two and a half months to go, the road to Gatapunia is about to freeze, and they will definitely do everything they can to break through the blockade of this road line during this time. β
"But it's also possible that they can buy food from somewhere else! Information from Ordis said that there was a suspicious transaction in Haicheng not long ago, and it was suspected that the two sides were exchanging arms for food. β
"Haicheng! Hmph, even if they buy food, how can they transport it back? By rail? Hum! β
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, both understanding that it was impossible for the little lord of the Northland to get the wagons of the railway marshalling before November. At the moment, as long as they guard the Eagle Pass, they can ensure that the plan is carried out.
After a while, the yellow-haired man said, "So, there is no other new information today?" I'm ready to debrief. β
The gray-haired man shook his head. "Everything else is inconsequential little things, and the parliamentarians are still the same, deliberately making a show to us, and less than half of the members of the parliament are fighting every day when they meet." After saying that, he couldn't help but pout his lips in disgust, he was tired of seeing the parliamentarians behaving like this for more than a month.
The yellow-haired man opened the back of the room, toggled a few numbers, connected a number, and reported today's harvest to Shangfeng in the center.
A stern male voice came from the phone: "So, does Delgado want to openly oppose the eagle to set up a card to intercept smuggling?" Does he dare to rally the parliament and propose a vote on the matter? β
"In my opinion, the old guy said it in a high-sounding manner, saying that the establishment of the card had affected the livelihood of Julai, and that it would affect the confidence of the local people in annexing to the empire, and so on. Hmph, that's a nice thing to say, it's not an attempt to do this by luck and make a lot of money! Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to the chief of logistics. β
"That's good!" The person on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief and instructed a few more words: "The matter of the mine is the priority at the moment, don't let this matter affect your progress." Delgado, that old guy, didn't dare to stop us in the end, the key is to find out the information about the mine owner and the mine. Well, you can exchange information with Haicheng! "The highway in Asia is about to freeze, and they will definitely do everything they can to break through the blockade of this highway line during this time."
The yellow-haired man walked to the room where the wiring was connected, took out the key, opened a cabinet in the room, and pulled out a machine.
Telegraph! Duchamp saw the appearance of the machine and immediately recognized it.
After turning on the machine, he took out another special item, hung it on the outside of the transmitter, and opened the facility with another key.
This is an external encryptor, which can directly encrypt the content of the telegram, unless you have a matching decryptor, otherwise, the other party will receive a bunch of garbled characters.
Finally, he opened the universal codebook, encoded what he was going to send today on a piece of paper, and sent it.
When he had done this, he commanded outside the house, "Evan, make me a cup of coffee to refresh me." β
After shouting, he continued to walk around the house a few times, waiting for a call back from his boss.
After more than ten minutes, the call back finally came. He looked at the call back, his face beaming.
"What are today's instructions?"
"Good news! Evan! The yellow-haired man waved a note, went to the living room on the third floor and sat down, and said happily: "In view of the unrest of Julai's time at this time, Lord Tremon Flores has decided to come to our local support in person, and before that, he asks us to make sure that we have all the information on the envoy who Julay has come here. In addition, the monitoring of the parliamentarians must be strengthened, and it is necessary to ensure the smooth handover of the Qiyao Stone Mine to the United Company, and to take measures to suppress the original small mine owners, and they must not be allowed to become an obstacle to this matter. β
Speaking of this, the yellow-haired man suddenly grinned. He pointed to the note and said, "Sometimes a dog that bites is more effective when thrown out than in a cage. Tomorrow, we'll talk to the parliamentarians. β
The two people in the room chattered for a while, all about the affairs related to the Qiyao Stone Mine in Zhulai, which small mine owner might make trouble, and so on, after speaking, the two of them assigned the affairs of the second day, and then went down to the second floor to sleep.
Duchamp saw that there was no movement in the room, thought for a moment, left a spider, and recalled one.
He pondered the big antenna on the roof of this house, and suddenly had a bold idea, and said to Lu: "Wait for me a little." β
Then, silently, he went into stealth and climbed up the building's faΓ§ade. Such a little height is really not a difficult task for Duchamp, just need to be careful to avoid those sensor sirens. He landed quietly on the roof, carefully bypassing a triggering alarm trap set up on the roof, and walked into the flower bed.
"Such a good antenna, no need to use in vain!" Duchamp muttered and buried a small thing in the flower stand, so that Duchamp could also borrow this antenna to relay his own signal, and the sound signal received by the little spider could be forwarded far away from here.
After all this, Duchamp triumphantly returned the way he came, called the way, and the two carefully restored the room where they had been for a while, and left while it was dark.
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