The next day, Fan Keqin went to the hotel again with his pocket, but this time, Fan Keqin asked Zhuang Xiaoman to cooperate. The two of them ordered a few more dishes in the box, and after the waiter was ready, they gave a ticket again, so he didn't have to stay here.

Then, Fan Keqin found an opportunity to climb to the roof again while there was no one in the corridor. Because the last time he used it, on the line that can play long distances, he wrapped an extra circle of tape around the side, which is equivalent to making a mark. This time, he doesn't have to worry about the rest of the lines, just re-open the long-distance lines.

Soon, Fan Keqin got in touch with Qian Jinxun, and this time the harvest was even greater, because the military commander's people in Zone Z, that is, the scouts in the Taiwan Strait, discovered the Japanese fleet and began to go back. And the news has been going on for a night. That is, the fleet of little Japan has been returning for a night.

But after getting the news, a day later, when Fan Keqin contacted Chongqing, he was told that the fleet of small Japan had turned around a day earlier and sailed in the direction of Taiwan, and it had not yet appeared.

Fan Keqin frowned a little when he heard the news, and he didn't know where the little devil's warship went. Although the investigators judged that they were going in the direction of Taiwan, they could not be confirmed after all.

And even if they really go to Taiwan, will the fleet of the little devils replenish supplies in Taiwan? Although in terms of time, after the little devil replenished the supplies last time, he will definitely not be able to use it up now, but no one can guarantee this kind of thing. Once you really replenish supplies on Taiwan Island, can you still replenish them in Guangzhou when you come back? It's all an unknown.

However, Fan Keqin can't do it now, after all, at this time, the navy and air forces of the national government are really not good. Naturally, there is no way to carry out some offshore reconnaissance, so we can only use manpower and put some people in the coastal areas to monitor.

Fortunately, the little devils are still crazy in the navy now, in fact, as long as they go a little deeper into the sea and go farther, the observation posts of the military command and the security bureau will be invisible.

After a few more days, the frogman troops should have arrived in Guangzhou. Fan Keqin and Zhuang Xiaoman have been wandering around the city these days, and they haven't heard any movement anywhere, so they feel that the frogman troops have almost stabilized.

Fan Keqin thought about it carefully, and felt that he needed Zhuang Xiaoman to send a report and get in touch with the frogman troops. After all, he felt that he should let the other party get used to the sea conditions first.

So on this day, Fan Keqin and Zhuang Xiaoman had breakfast, carried a small suitcase with a few books in it, and a miniature spy radio station in the middle, and went out. After walking around the city again, I came directly to a safe house on the blue street that I had observed before.

This safe house was confirmed by Fan Keqin that there should be no one, so he took Zhuang Xiaoman to find a moment with the least crowd on the street, and turned a corner and went directly into the apartment building.

I quickly came to the third floor, listened attentively, and there was no abnormal sound. Then Fan Keqin squatted down, along the crack in the door, and looked carefully, well, a thin thread was still in the same position before. And the texture on the door where the thread is aligned has not changed in the slightest.

You know, if there is a master, this kind of secret mark can be roughly restored. He couldn't see the thread when he came in, but when he opened the door, the thread would inevitably fall off, so he might be able to put the thread back in place by his own guess.

But when Fan Keqin clamped the thread, he remembered in his mind that after the door was closed, the thread corresponding to the door or the lines on the door frame and something like that. That's something that no one else knows.

Now seeing that no one has come, Fan Keqin took the two crochet needles that Zhuang Xiaoman took out of her handbag, and it didn't take a few seconds to click directly and open the door lock.

The two men quickly walked in with their bags and locked the door with their hands.

There are no beds in this room, only a bed frame. Fan Keqin estimated that the landlord may not have rented out yet. Or keep it for yourself for a while. But now it's really nobody.

Regardless of these, Fan Keqin said in a low voice: "After contacting the frogman, contact Lao Qi's transportation company and ask them about their equipment." If there is no reply within ten minutes, it will be agreed on the next time to send and receive. ”

"Yes." Zhuang Xiaoman replied briefly, carried a small suitcase, and came directly to the window. Squat down and raise your hand to open a window. First, the retractable antenna is propped up, and then the individual parts are connected to the main body of the radio.

Fan Keqin walked quickly to another room, which was a north-south transparent house. Zhuang Xiaoman is on the sunny side, and Fan Keqin is on the yin side. And the side where Fan Keqin is located is the direction in which the door of the corridor opens, if someone or a Japanese pseudo-spy or something wants to come over to search, he must come in on this side. He had to look at the situation on the street downstairs for Zhuang Xiaoman.

Hiding in the shadows on the side of the window, Fan Keqin focused on observation. Look for any suspicious people, or if there is a sudden increase or decrease in the flow of people on the street, some speed of movement of pedestrians, visual orientation, etc. These are extraordinary situations that require him to observe.

Zhuang Xiaoman's method of sending reports is okay, after all, he has been professionally trained before, and he must not forget it. But compared to the people who specialize in playing with these things in the telecommunications department, it looks green.

Therefore, Zhuang Xiaoman's newspaper rhythm is long and short, not as good as the most professional people, but it is okay. It's not fast or slow.

"Da-da-da-da. Da-da-da-da. "The sound of a soft message is very interesting, a bit like the sound made when a typewriter strikes, if you have a headset, it is not this sound, but the electronic sound of "Dididi".

The contents of the telegram had been discussed before they came. Use the most concise words as much as possible to reduce the time it takes to send the report. It didn't take long for Zhuang Xiaoman to send both telegrams.

Hearing the sound of da-da, Fan Keqin looked at his watch, walked over, and said, "The timer starts in ten minutes." Keep an eye out for the backstreets. ”

After Zhuang Xiaoman made a statement, Fan Keqin returned to the north again, hiding in the shadows and looking at the street below. Ten minutes passed quickly, Fan Keqin looked at his watch, decided not to wait any longer, walked back to the south house quickly, and said, "Don't wait......" But before he finished speaking, the small light of the transmitter suddenly began to flash.