1585 Hugging the Grass and Hunting Rabbits

spy!

A special occupation that exists in large numbers before, during, and after the war and even in peacetime.

Ever since the Federation defeated Gefra in the sea, Pengeo spies have quietly entered the Federation.

Initially, the purpose of deploying spies in the Federation was not to deal with the Federation. Their main idea was to obtain some ship information from the Federation, which could greatly improve Pengeo's situation of insufficient accumulation in the field of communication technology.

Moreover, at that time, the federal labor conflict intensified, and local workers were particularly repulsive to immigrant workers. The federal government also promptly changed its immigration policy, reducing or even no longer opening the window for labor immigration.

Investment immigration and skilled immigration became the few remaining options at that time, but at the same time, this also allowed those who could apply for these two types of immigration to quickly open up a new situation in society.

It can only be said that there are quite a few Pengeo spies, waving banknotes and so-called technology, becoming federal people and lurking in the federal country.

They have not obtained the manufacturing data of the battleship to this day.

It’s not that they didn’t work hard enough, but that they misjudged the complex form of federal capital society.

The construction patents existing on a warship cannot be concentrated in the hands of one person or one company. This will inevitably involve many corporate and individual patent holders.

In other words, the federal warships are more like assembled products on the assembly line.

One company provides some of their patented component modules, and that company provides some of their patented mechanical parts, which are ultimately assembled by the shipyard.

You can't say it's an incomplete battleship, the Federals have proven themselves in naval battles.

But if you want to get the design drawings of the entire battleship and all spare parts and modules from the shipyard... this may be a good wish.

At most, people can only get a rough hull design drawing of the battleship, and more detailed things are not in the dock at all.

These spies gradually went dormant.

Some people have become newsmakers on Bupen Financial Street, while others have successively invented some inventions that are not very powerful and have little practical use and have become scientists.

Of course, some people became teachers.

In the federation, there are never too many teachers, the education penetration rate is relatively low, and a large number of public and private schools are under preparation.

There is also a huge demand for teachers in society.

This teacher, who entered the Federation as a "researcher" at that time, received the order to dive deep after finishing a job.

He left the more popular graduate school and became a high school mathematics and physics teacher.

In terms of current backward communication methods, if you have any news you want to send, telegrams and secret messages are the best ways.

But things like secret messages... To be honest, there is still a chance to send them in peacetime, but now, the situation is different.

Although the Federal Post Office has not explicitly stated that it will check citizens' letters, if the letter itself is suspicious, for example, if it is sent abroad, whether it is the post office or the Bureau of Investigation, it will not let it go.

Catching the spy at this time is a major case, a major case that can lead to meritorious service!

How many people are waiting to catch a spy to celebrate the New Year? !

So in the end, you still need to send a telegram.

The telegram was sent in cipher text and would eventually be received by someone on Marillo's side, who would then send it directly back to Pengio.

There is another problem here.

To send a telegram, you need a telegraph machine. At such a sensitive time, an ordinary person goes to the telegraph office to randomly send telegrams with no logical content?

Compared with other professions, middle school teachers are more suitable for this job.

He had enough reason to own a telegraph machine. At this time, there were special courses in middle schools for students to understand and learn how to send and receive telegrams correctly.

A middle school mathematics and physics teacher possesses a telegraph machine. Is this not a violation?

At this time, he was sending some of the information he had obtained to the next intelligence station. This information was very important, but in a short period of time, a very important intelligence officer was captured, and another intelligence officer was suspected of leaking his identity.

He must send the information out as soon as possible...

When the last part of the content was transmitted, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Just as he was clearing the table and about to put away the telegraph machine, the window outside the curtains suddenly became brighter.

The dim street lights in the quiet community suddenly became much brighter. There are always all kinds of weird things in middle-class communities that can enhance the residents' sense of social identity.

For example, the street lights in this community can be adjusted to light intensity. They will be very bright in the middle of the night, ensuring that people can see every inch of the ground under their feet.

By late night, it will become dark.

You can see the road clearly, but it won't affect those residents.

Not only that, there was some tire noise and human voices in the distance. The middle school teacher had no time to put away the telegraph machines properly. At this moment, he violently destroyed some parts of the telegraph machines and then took out the soldering iron.

He disguised it as a site where he was repairing a telegraph machine. Even if someone came to check, he could tell others that the telegraph machine was damaged and could not be used.

And he, the middle school physics teacher, is trying to fix it!

Two minutes later, he felt that the scene was well disguised and the door was knocked.

He took a deep breath, messed up his hair, tore off his collar and cuffs, making himself look disheveled, and then walked to the door, "Who's there?"

"...Sir, I am the manager of the Community Service Company, and there are two gentlemen here from the Federal Security Council who want to meet you."

When the middle school teacher named... heard that there were people from the Security Committee outside the door, he realized that he had been exposed.

He opened the door generously.

He is the only one here, so even if he resists, it will be meaningless.

On the contrary, it is possible to survive if he does not resist. Although he is a spy, he also hopes that he can survive.

The door opened.

The manager outside the door showed curiosity on his face. He did not expect that there was a spy in the community where he worked.

In fact, they arrived much earlier than the middle school teacher expected. People from the Security Committee arrived about twenty minutes ago, and they kept pushing the carts up and down the road in the community.

Finally settled on this one.

No one thought that this middle school teacher who looked very elegant was actually a spy.

The manager was a little emotional and a little resentful, these sons of bitches!

The agents of the Security Committee had a smile on their faces when they saw the middle school teacher opening the door so happily.

"...Sir, you should know why we are here."

The middle school teacher shook his head, "Sorry, I'm not very clear."

He had already thought about how he would answer when these people continued to question him.

But to his surprise, the Security Committee agent said "Lynch Plan", and his expression also changed slightly.

He realized that perhaps this information was deliberately leaked by the federal government.

And they are the fish that bite the hook.

He did not continue to defend himself, and then he was escorted into a car by agents of the Security Committee, and his residence began to be carefully searched.

After being sent to the safety committee, the middle school teacher asked a question, "Is this a fishing plan?"

The agent in charge of the interrogation smiled and shook his head, "The plan is true, but whether it is leaked is not that important to the Federation, because..."

He smiled and shook his head and did not continue.

In fact, this is not entirely Mr. Trueman's sudden idea. The Ministry of National Defense reported on the subsequent cleanup work some time ago.

They planned to use some information that was no longer valuable in exchange for clearing enemy intelligence personnel in the Bupen area and even the central region of the federation.

Mr. Trueman knew about this, and he thought that maybe this fresh information coming out of the President's office would be more attractive than the contents of some files!

And it doesn't matter even if the plan is leaked, because by the time the news returns to Pengeo, it may have been several days after the bombing.

The news was leaked from a Ministry of Defense official, said to be a staff member who had just completed an internship and became a regular employee.

Then a whole chain of information was implicated, all the way to the middle school teacher.

What they have to do next is to pry open the middle school teacher's mouth and ask him to reveal more lurking intelligence agents...

The agent in charge of the interrogation took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. He walked to the window and closed the curtains forcefully.

The night outside the window is getting darker, and the entire Federation is sleeping peacefully.

Except for a few people.

At this time, it was only a little after 7pm local time in Pengjiao.

At seven o'clock in the summer, although the sky is already dark, it is not yet completely dark.

Penteo's society and the federal society are completely opposite extremes.

When the people can also send elected representatives to participate in the management of the government, a society that at least seems to be very harmonious is born.

The pace of life here is both tense and relaxed.

On the roadside and outside the door, some Pengeo people who were preparing to take a rest were chatting, discussing work, life, and the future.

For them, there is nothing easy to discuss about war. As long as the emperor makes a decision for all-out war, then they only need to wait for the news of victory.

This is how people have treated war for thousands of years.

Several middle-aged people were talking about some technical problems encountered in the factory, and some quarrels broke out when the discussion became heated.

At this time, there was a sudden buzzing sound in their ears. They turned their heads and looked towards the horizon, but they were not nervous.

"Maybe a formation of aircraft returning from a mission."

It is no secret that Pengeo is working hard to produce airplanes. Civilians can often see airplanes passing over the city. It is interesting at first, but after watching it, they gradually become accustomed to it.

only……

"There seem to be a lot of planes today..."

An engineer in the factory sighed.