Chapter 547 Surprise Inspection
"Thank you for the five thousand six hundred yuan. Welcome to visit next time!"
Inside the supermarket, the sweet-voiced clerk smiled at the Bifangs who were packing them into bags.
Bifang nodded and rushed out with two large bags.
There were not enough special surveillance equipment, so Bifang needed to make a batch himself. He went to the supermarket to buy a large amount of milk, vinegar, and some snacks.
Something seems to be wrong?
If Bifang was broadcasting live at this time, there would definitely be a large number of viewers complaining like this. There is no other reason for this, because the things Bifang bought are really too normal.
Are you sure you are not here to buy daily necessities?
There was a lot of milk, which didn't look like it could be finished during the trip. The rest was a bottle of vinegar. Hmm, maybe Fang liked sour food. The rest was potato chips , happy water, biscuits, jelly...
Anyone who sees these products would not think that they can be used to make anything special. They are simply the necessary survival supplies for a fat otaku at home.
It turns out that behind this wild hunk is actually a happy otaku! ?
Of course not.
Bifang poured all the things he bought on the sofa in the hotel, took out a small basin, opened the lid of the milk, and poured all the milk into it.
There were really only two things he went to the supermarket for.
Milk and vinegar.
Cameras are everywhere - always assume that you are being recorded.
Bifang keeps this code of conduct in mind and normalizes all his behaviors.
The rest of the snacks are all to cover up the existence of these two things, so as not to appear too purposeful and arouse suspicion.
Of course, most people wouldn’t think anything of milk and vinegar, but it’s better to be cautious. In the eyes of people like Bifang, they are the best materials for making camouflage tools.
A small amount of foam floated up from the milky white milk, and Bifang poured almost one liter of milk into the container.
Bifang tapped the container along the edge with chopsticks to break up the foam, then put it into the microwave in the room, flipped through the microwave's power instruction sheet, and after some adjustments, set the time to start heating after five minutes.
High-end hotel suites are fully equipped with furniture and appliances, and some even have private kitchens.
Five minutes later, Bifang brought out the steaming but not yet boiled milk, on which a thin layer of "milk skin" had already condensed.
Open the vinegar bottle, take a stainless steel spoon and add eight spoons of vinegar into the container filled with milk, while piercing the milk skin and stirring constantly.
When the mixing is completed, a large amount of flocculent sediment is entangled on the handle of the spoon.
The sediment was scooped up with the handle of the spoon at eye level. Bifang pinched the flocs and found them sticky and unbroken.
very good.
This is what Bifang wants.
protein.
To hide valuable data, keys, or surveillance equipment like cameras and microphones, all you need are two common kitchen ingredients: milk and vinegar.
When heated and filtered, the casein in the milk solidifies into a gelatinous, plastic-like substance. The mixture can be molded into any shape and reaches a clay-like consistency when dried.
This material is ever-changing and can be shaped, colored, and simulated to resemble rocks, bricks, logs, or anything else, making it a prime intelligence receiving point and extremely suitable for disguising valuables or surveillance equipment in specific environments.
The only thing you need to pay attention to is that when heating the milk, you cannot let it boil, otherwise what you get is not filaments, but flocs.
The method of separating DNA and proteins in high school biology is essentially the same.
Bifang took out a spare short-sleeved shirt, covered the container with it, poured it into the sink, and filtered out the filamentous mixture.
In actual operation, 500 grams or one pound of milk can be used to make an egg-sized "milk plastic ball" that can hide a miniature camera.
Having a disguise is not enough, you also need a camera and a microphone.
These are also not a problem for Bifang.
When he first carried out the mission, he thought that he might not be able to bring too much equipment, so he asked Richard and others to buy quite a few baby monitors.
Any computer mall or large supermarket will have one, and it can be turned into a hidden camera with simple modifications.
Bifang only needs the internal parts, and the large outer shell needs to be thrown away.
He removed the components—the transmitter, battery pack, and camera lens—but did not cut the wires connecting the components.
Then insert a toothpick into the camera lens, stick the "special plastic" you just obtained to the lens, and mold the "plastic" around the lens into the shape of a rock.
At that time, just pull out the toothpick, and an imperceptible pinhole will be left at the original position of the toothpick, and the camera can monitor through the small hole.
Bifang poured out some vinegar, mixed it with an appropriate amount of milk and stirred it. The color soon turned into brown-gray. This was the "pigment" for dyeing.
Paint the rock a neutral color or create a texture specific to your target's exterior landscape, place the transmitter and battery pack in a waterproof, sealed bag, and finally connect the "rock."
At that time, the following part can be buried in the soil. It does not need to be too deep, as too deep will cause signal transmission failure. Finally, place the camera so that it can capture the desired picture.
To ensure the camera's "angle of view" was in the right place, Bifang waited until the last minute to remove the toothpick and used the angle of the toothpick to measure the field of view.
The probability of such a shot being discovered is very small.
Even if it was discovered, taken apart, and the exposed wires, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was just a piece of waste, buried by wind and sun.
During the installation process, you can also spray glue on the rock lens and cover it with dirt collected on site as another layer of camouflage, which is almost foolproof.
A microphone is also required.
It is relatively simple to conceal a voice-activated recording device in a target room or vehicle, but without amplification equipment, it is unlikely to yield useful intelligence.
A complete monitoring system requires a microphone to amplify the sound.
In the absence of specialized tools, it is possible to convert a cell phone, audio jack, or headphones into an effective monitor.
The difference between the two is very simple, their functions are exactly opposite.
Bifang took apart the headphones he bought at a cheap grocery store, exposing two conspicuous wires, one red positive wire and the other black negative wire.
Simply switching the polarity of the two wires will change the function of the device.
Microphones and speakers are essentially the same instrument, and any speaker - from the earbuds on a pair of headphones to the stereo system in your television - can be transformed into a microphone in just a few minutes.
Speakers convert electrical signals into sound, and microphones convert sound into electrical signals that can be processed and amplified.
Bifang cut the output end of the speaker wire, connected it to the audio jack, and connected the audio jack to the camera equipment he had just made.
All small recording devices can essentially be used this way, but a cell phone on silent mode and set to answer automatically has two additional advantages.
That is, it is possible to intercept intelligence in real time without having to take the risk of returning to the target location to retrieve the equipment.
This bug installation technique is highly adaptable.
It’s a pity that Bifang doesn’t have many mobile phones.
Bifang also taught this trick to Richard and others, asking them to install one in their cars to avoid being sneaked into without their knowledge.
Simply disable any of the vehicle's rear speakers and plug its wires into a recorder or phone to assemble a vehicle monitoring device.
In public places, earplugs that can be dangled in coat pockets can serve as covert intelligence detection stations.
With the sound, picture and disguise all ready, it took only one hour for Bifang to produce another batch of usable surveillance equipment.
He put on his backpack and continued with today's work.
night.
Bifang, Mandy and Keke came to Dolphin Bay again.
Even though they had changed hotels according to Bifang's instructions, this still did not pose a problem for Bifang. In fact, it was even easier because this time the hotel had a balcony instead of a glass curtain wall.
Right under the noses of the guards, Bifang brought the two people out.
Perhaps because the dolphin season is approaching, there are a lot more people in Dolphin Bay tonight.
Large piles of firewood were also piled up on the beach, and it seemed that they would form a grand bonfire party tomorrow night.
The mission cycle was much longer than Bifang had imagined, involving surveying the terrain, making plans, and patiently observing.
"Two groups of people just came into the tunnel. Did you see them?" Bifang turned his head and asked Mandy and Keke.
The two nodded, indicating that they had seen it as well, and it was a very bad sign.
As soon as the two teams got down the mountain, they ran up the mountain, waving their flashlights constantly. They moved very quickly and searched the entire forest.
They wanted to get going as soon as possible and start working.
Richard told Bifang that they also encountered this group of people when they first came to Japan, and they would carefully check the broken branches.
Usually, when there are dolphins in Dolphin Bay, they will go up the mountain to check if there is anyone following and filming them.
Bifang had already encountered a dolphin last night, and everything meant it was inevitable.
The center of gravity of Dolphin Bay is its right side. Last night, Bifang and the other two placed their equipment on the left side of Dolphin Bay, where it is easier to go into the sea and observe.
Today, Bifang placed most of the equipment on trees with a wide view. The observation point is higher and has a clear view from top to bottom.
Mandy wears an infrared camera on her head, also to prevent someone from suddenly appearing.
Not only that, they also have professional underwater divers who are responsible for underwater inspections and carpet searches under the water. Bifang doesn't want them to find those equipment.
Underwater sound meter, underwater camera, underwater infrared device, these are the results of their hard work throughout the night. Bifang and Richard want to understand everything that is happening here and have a full-scale three-dimensional experience.
They want to hear every sound the dolphins make and every word the fishermen say. Bifang's efforts are not only to reveal the massacre, but also to record something that can change people's hearts.
Last weekend, the long, sad wail of a humpback whale echoed in London's Trafal Square. The overwhelming sadness was like a gushing, cold stream that spread over the square and covered everyone.
Thousands of demonstrators demanded an end to the killing of cetaceans.
In the 1960s, the IWC turned a blind eye to the slaughter of whales.
Until a man appeared - Roger Payne.
Not a character from an anime, but a real hero.
He launched this movement to rescue whales by making the animals' songs known to the world, and it had a terrifying impact.
Anyone who has heard the cry of a whale can deeply feel the sadness contained in it, as surging as a volcanic eruption.
Today, the demonstrations have begun again, with people determined to change the status quo as the slaughter of cetaceans is on the rise again and new leaders must take over.
Roger Payne is in his seventies, and people like him.
There are only a few.
Tonight is destined to be a difficult night.
"Take this." Bifang handed each of them a piece of paper with a series of numbers on it.
"What's this?"
"This is the phone number of the Chinese Embassy. Save it and keep the note with you. If you are in danger or caught, the second option is to contact me."
"Oh, no, we have the Ugly Country..."
"Trust me, take it, it's more trustworthy. Just in case, remember to put your phone in your socks. Also, I asked each of you to prepare more than two phones. Are you ready?" Bifang folded the piece of paper in half and stuffed it into the collars of the two men.
These are all to prevent accidents from happening. Once they are caught, they will definitely be searched. A mobile phone is placed in the open to be "discovered" by them.
The other one is hidden close to the body, so you must prepare more than two.
Sometimes simply hiding is useless. You must make the enemy think that you have achieved your goal. This is the best way to hide.
It means something similar: making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, luring the tiger away from the mountain.
"Oh, okay, I hope I won't need it one day." The two of them accepted the note very honestly.
After doing all this, the three of them turned and entered the forest, completely ignoring the no-entry sign.
Unfortunately, Bifang was not very skilled and only thought what was written on the yellow sign.
"Welcome to Taiji Town."
…
In the early morning, the three men avoided the searching mountain people, but just as they were about to walk down the mountain, suddenly, a strong light flashed in Keke's eyes.
His pupils suddenly contracted and his whole body became as stiff as a frog.
Bifang was quick-witted and quick-handed. He grabbed Keke's collar and pulled him back, then leaned against a big tree to hide his body.
"Anyone? Who's there?"
As if sensing something unusual, the mountain man shouted.
Keke swallowed, his heart pounding and his temples swollen.
"It's over, I didn't see it." Mandy whispered, licking her lips.
The moment the mountain people ran out, he happened to be looking elsewhere and the infrared vision did not catch him at all.
Bifang squatted down, picked up a stone from the ground, weighed it, and smashed it to the other side.
The stones flew across the field of vision, hitting the leaves and making noises, which quickly attracted the other party's attention. Along with shouts, the lights disappeared.
"Gone?"
Keke swallowed his saliva, his forehead was wet with sweat, and he looked like he had been fished out of the water.
Every villager patrolling here carries a hatchet on his waist. It goes without saying what will happen if you are caught by them.
After about five or six minutes, Bifang nodded: "He must have left."
But just when the three thought everything was over.
Richard and others in the hotel were suddenly attacked.
