"Lin Mo, please analyze, where are the other dead mailboxes?"
Lin Mo heard this, thought for a moment, picked up the map and looked at it carefully, and said: "We must first identify the person to contact, then follow him, find out his travel route, and then investigate."
"Then what kind of place to investigate?"
“When choosing a dead mailbox, in order to avoid being discovered or destroyed by others, you must first consider the issue of concealment.
Secondly, most of the information transmitted is paper, and it must be in a dry place sheltered from rain and insects; finally, signals need to be sent around.
I can only give these conditions. Unfortunately, there are too many places that meet this requirement. Just find a corner. If they are all rooms, then... rooms... rooms..."
Lin Mo talked and muttered a few times, then his eyes lit up and he smiled and said: "Captain, we don't have to go to so much trouble. We can just follow the other party's route and find a rented room that no one often stays in."
"You mean, the other dead mailboxes are in the same room as Oiwa Taro's? What's the reason?"
Lin Mo heard this and explained: "Captain, one thing missing from Oiwa Shiro's confession is how he received funds and materials.
My guess is that this was also done in that room, but it has to be examined by Old Wu to get certain information."
After hearing this, Liu Zhenshan looked at Yang Haicheng and said, "Haicheng, please contact Wu Lin and ask him to interrogate Oiwa Taro again."
"No, no, no, no..." Lin Mo quickly stopped and said, "Captain, find someone who can speak Jiangshan dialect to contact you. If you use an outside phone, you have to be careful about leaking information."
"Yes, yes... Junshan, please arrange for a brother who can speak Jiangshan dialect and ask him to contact you."
"Okay..." Zheng Junshan responded, went out, went to another private room, found a subordinate who could speak Jiangshan dialect, and went downstairs to contact the courtyard using the store's phone number.
Zheng Junshan was behind the team members, quietly observing the reactions of the shopkeeper and clerk. He was relieved when he saw that the other party looked confused.
"Lin Mo, the team leader asked before that everyone should learn Jiangshan dialect. That should be your idea, right?"
When Lin Mo heard this, he nodded and said with a smile: "It was indeed my idea. Last time my classmates and I used the secret language method to investigate Japanese spies, which was extremely troublesome.
Later, I accidentally thought of using dialects. After discussing it with my brother, I decided to use Jiangshan dialect. Unfortunately, it didn't take long and I have only learned a little bit.
When we all learn how to do it, we won’t have to keep our discussions so secretive. No one will understand if we chatter on the street.”
After Lin Mo finished speaking, Liu Zhenshan also added with a smile: "Not only that, we can also use the telephone on the street without worrying about leaking the news.
In the past, in order to prevent being monitored, surveillance points sometimes had to set up dedicated lines to communicate. Now we don’t have to go through such trouble and can just use Jiangshan dialect to communicate.
This time we will use it. Each surveillance point is equipped with brothers who can speak Jiangshan dialect, which saves the time of setting up dedicated lines and facilitates communication between surveillance points..."
Liu Zhenshan was very interested, and while holding Lin Mo in discussion, he finalized all the details of the matter.
Seven or eight minutes later, Zheng Junshan walked in from the outside. Lin Mo and the two had almost finished their discussion, so they stopped and looked at Zheng Junshan.
"Captain, just as Lao Lin guessed, Oiwa Shiro's activity funds and supplies were indeed received in that room.
The funds received, mainly in the form of oceans or gold bars, were used for their daily expenses and as payment to the moles for providing information.
As for supplies, Oiwa Shiro only went to collect them once at the beginning, which were weapons and equipment such as guns and bullets that were provided to him.
Judging from this situation, the dead mailbox is also responsible for handing over funds and materials, and most of them are ocean gold bullets. These items are not small in size and are not safe to leave outside. The best choice for a dead mailbox is a room.
I just don’t know how many dead mailboxes like this there are, and what kind of missions are those Japanese spies performing?”
After Zheng Junshan finished speaking, he and Liu Zhenshan turned to look at Lin Mo.
When Lin Mo saw this, his mind was spinning rapidly. After a while, he replied: "A normal spy team does not have too many people. Let's assume there are about ten people.
Now we have arrested Shizuka Nakagawa and Shiro Oiwa, and we also know that there is one person who is receiving the information passed by Shiro Oiwa.
Based on Shiro Oiwa's confession, it is speculated that the person who received the information was surrounded by accomplices responsible for dealing with emergencies. This number should be about two to three people.
Now that there are five or six people, there should be one or two people in the spy team responsible for the radio station, and there may be three or four people left.
And judging from the fact that Oiwa Shiro is not taken seriously, there may be about three dead mailboxes.
The corresponding Japanese spy behind the dead mailbox should also be the Japanese spy responsible for contacting the mole.
This conjecture was deduced from the situation of Nakagawa Shizuka, because according to the situation explained by Oiwa Shiro and the fact that he was sent to contact Nakagawa Shizuka, Nakagawa Shizuka should not have been arranged by this Japanese spy team.
This espionage team should be responsible for delivering information to moles, and according to my speculation, these moles are not that important."
After Lin Mo finished speaking, Zheng Junshan asked: "Old Lin, these three or four people are responsible for three groups of moles. There are two of Oiwa Shiro here."
"Old Zheng, here at Shiro Oiwa, one person is responsible for delivering information, and the other is responsible for performing honey traps. Honey traps are not that common. It is impossible for every mole to enjoy it. The other moles should only have one responsible for liaison.
people."
Lin Mo answered a few more questions from Zheng Junshan and Liu Zhenshan. The two finally stopped asking questions and talked about communicating with each other in Jishan dialect. As for Lin Mo, he took the map and looked at it carefully.
After Liu Zhenshan finished their exchange, he looked at Lin Mo and saw Lin Mo holding a map, staring intently at it.
"Lin Mo, did you discover something else that made you so fascinated?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hearing this, Lin Mo shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I didn't find the situation, but I found a problem."
"What's the problem? Tell me..."
"I'm wondering, where is this Japanese spy hiding?"
"Why are you thinking about this? Can't you just go find it after you draw the portrait?"
"You can't rely solely on portraits. This large area is not big, but it is not small. You still have to lock down the general range first. What's more, he has accomplices. If he accidentally asks about his accomplices, then
It’s troublesome.”
"That's right. Do you see anything?"
"Not yet, I just have some clues."
"A clue? What clue?"
Lin Mo listened and explained: "Look, through the fork in Mofan Road, you enter the northeast corner of Nanjing City.
This area is considered the most backward in the entire city of Nanjing. There are no companies or industries. I haven't thought of any place that can provide a stable job for this Japanese spy."
After hearing this, Liu Zhenshan and the others also came to the map and examined it carefully.
What Lin Mo said is true. In the northeastern corner of Nanjing, the northern section of Central Road and the Meridian Line are still under construction. There is no main road passing through this area and it has not yet developed.
Liu Zhenshan looked at the map carefully and asked: "Isn't there the test site of Central University at Qingshiqiao? Is it possible that it is there, or opens a shop or works as a clerk there? Or does he work?
The place is on the other side, just live in this area?"
"Let me analyze each situation one by one! First of all, if he opens a store by himself, normal people should stay in the store, or live around the store, and should not travel so far. After all, there is nothing that can be done here.
Big business depends on working early and working late to make money.
If he is working as a clerk or something like that, he should live nearby. After all, the rent here is cheaper than elsewhere, and it is not suitable to be too far away for these jobs.
The same goes for the university testing ground. The people who work there all day long are security personnel or cleaners. The situation of these people is not much different from that of store clerks.
And this Japanese spy rented a room in an apartment building. There was no better place to live all the way here, so he must live on the other side.
Moreover, if he rents an apartment building, his apparent status cannot be too low, so the identities just mentioned are not very consistent."
After listening, Liu Zhenshan thought about it carefully and said with a smile: "Lin Mo, your reasoning has a premise that people in the northeast corner of Nanjing know him.
What if he is just passing through this area? He doesn’t live and work in this area, and he is not familiar with the people here, so don’t he need to consider these issues?”
"Yes, yes..." When Liu Zhenshan said this, Lin Mo immediately got out of his head and lay down on the map to study it.
"Exit from the fork of Mofan Road, cross Qingshi Bridge, Xujiaqiao, and then enter Liajia Lane. Then you will leave the city through Hepingmen. Then the place where he lives or works should be in a village or town outside the city.
Haha... Captain, the range is too small now. In this village, outsiders will know who they are as soon as they inquire. Even if there is no portrait, we can still target the opponent.
And since this guy has to cross such a long distance every day, it only makes sense that he should be working in the village.
Is there any work in the village that outsiders can do that won’t attract attention? I think there are only places like schools and schools.”
After hearing this, Liu Zhenshan also had a smile on his face and said to Yang Haicheng: "Haicheng, take people outside the city to see which villages have schools.
Remember, be careful and don’t alert the enemy."
"Yes..." Yang Haicheng responded, moved quickly, went out and entered another private room, ordered a few people and left the teahouse.
Seeing this, Zheng Junshan asked: "Captain, what about Yang Yuchen! He is no longer needed now?"
"Let him paint. Let's test his ability this time. If he doesn't use it now, he will definitely have a chance to use it in the future."
