Chapter 904: Photos |
"I don't understand Morse code," Liu Xing shook his head and said.
"Me neither," Yin En and others also shook their heads.
Ding Kun sighed and said, "Me too, but we can still use mobile phones to search for Morse code tables to compare. So, is anyone bored and wants to help me decipher the mystery of the cans?"
Liu Xing took a sip of soup, stood up, and said, "Then I'll go with Brother Ding to give it a try. It's not good to sleep right after eating."
So, Liu Xing followed Ding Kun to the "supermarket" can area.
After finding the Morse code table, Liu Xing and Ding Kun started deciphering from one end each.
But soon Liu Xing found that these cans could not be deciphered using Morse code because the first few letters couldn't form a word, let alone a sentence.
So Liu Xing shook his head and said to Ding Kun, "Brother Ding, I think these cans are not encrypted with Morse code because the first few groups of cans can't form a word."
"That's right, it's the same on my side. I also checked the Island Nation version of Morse code, and it still couldn't form proper words. So, it's probably not encrypted with Morse code, and maybe not Braille either, because most Braille I found is in a 3×4 format," Ding Kun said with a headache. "But besides Braille and Morse code, there are very few codes like this, and they all need their specific code tables to decipher."
"If that's the case, it would be quite embarrassing," Ding Kun said with a smile.
At this time, Yin En and others, who had finished their midnight snack, also came over. Liu Xing shared his and Ding Kun's thoughts.
Yin En looked at the other cans on the shelf and said seriously, "I think these randomly placed yellow peach cans must represent something because the other cans are neatly arranged. Their arrangement should be based on the type and color of the cans. For example, the torpedo cans and fruit cans are in one area, and their packaging colors transition from warm to cool tones. Only these yellow peach cans are different."
Liu Xing and others nodded because Yin En was right.
"But since the direction of deciphering with Braille and Morse code is incorrect, let's not waste time here. Let's go back to our rooms and get a good night's sleep. It's already the next day," Zhang Jingxu said, stretching.
Liu Xing and others picked a few more drinks and breakfast for the next morning, then went back to their rooms to rest.
Ichiyo was fine.
Although this hidden spot was underground, the ventilation was good, so Liu Xing slept quite comfortably.
And he didn't have any strange dreams.
This made Liu Xing breathe a sigh of relief because, to be honest, Liu Xing was starting to have a certain resistance to sleeping. In the recent series of modules, Liu Xing's dreams were rarely normal...
Most importantly, Liu Xing had forgotten some of his previous dreams, but he vaguely felt that those dreams were very important to him.
However, Liu Xing didn't want to remember the specific details of those dreams because his subconscious told him that recalling those dreams wouldn't be good for him.
Liu Xing sighed, not knowing what was wrong with him.
If it weren't for the Public-Military Conflict, Liu Xing would really want to take a long vacation in the real world after this module to rest and recover his sanity points.
Liu Xing lay in bed thinking about life for a while, then took out the bread and yogurt he brought back from the "supermarket" last night and started eating.
No wonder the Shimazu Family's special red bean bread was so good. The fineness of the red bean paste alone was incomparable to those so-called bakeries outside, almost as good as what Qingyi made...
Wait, who is Qingyi?
Liu Xing frowned, not knowing why he suddenly thought of the name Qingyi while eating red bean bread.
Liu Xing closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and indeed remembered the back of a woman in a green robe.
Could this be a character from a dream he had because of that embroidered shoe?
Liu Xing shook his head, pushing the name Qingyi and that back out of his mind... It was just a dream.
Just a dream...
After breakfast, Liu Xing got up and played on the computer for a while, waiting for Yin En or Shima Mitsuhiro to come to him.
It wasn't until noon that someone knocked on his door.
It was Shima Mitsuhiro.
After Liu Xing opened the door, Shima Mitsuhiro sighed, "I still haven't gathered any information about the main family because Shima Takeshi has already arranged for his men to seal off the main family, and they have also discovered some secret passages. So, Ryuusei brothers, you should rest here for now."
Liu Xing nodded. This situation was expected. After all, Shima Takeshi wouldn't act without thorough preparation.
So, after having lunch with Yin En and others—Shima Mitsuhiro specially arranged for his men to buy food from the Space Center's cafeteria—they went to Yin En's room to play mahjong.
Since all five of them knew how to play mahjong, they decided that the person who lost the most in each round would be replaced.
Then, Liu Xing and others started to mischievously bother KP Duanqiao, asking him to make a luck judgment every time they shuffled the tiles.
Although this wasn't within KP Duanqiao's duties, he still diligently served Liu Xing and the other players.
However, after each luck judgment, Liu Xing and others could roughly guess the quality of their and their opponents' hands, which reduced the fun of mahjong. So, after a few rounds, they stopped bothering KP Duanqiao.
"How many more days do we have to stay here before we can return to the surface?" Liu Xing said, playing a one-bamboo tile.
"Peng," Yin En said with a smile. "According to our previous guess, we have to play mahjong here for at least a week. First, because the Ryukyu side has just started, and the Public Faction and Warrior Faction negotiation teams have just set off a few hours ago. So, we have to wait for the negotiations to end before the Freemasons decide whether to play the Shima Takeshi card. Six-dot."
"Six-dot, I'll follow. I think Yin En is right. The Freemasons can easily find out the results of the negotiations between the Public Faction and the Warrior Faction because they know how many Freemasons' spies are in both factions. After all, the Freemasons have recruited many members in the Island Nation, but we don't know how many are still inner Freemasons," Zhang Wenbing, sitting next to Yin En, sighed. "To be honest, I'm starting to suspect that Shimazu Nakano might also be a Freemason because I checked his background and found that he studied in the United States from high school to university and joined their school's fraternity. Most importantly, the Shimazu Family's leading industry was introduced by Shimazu Nakano's university friend."
"Hmm? If I remember correctly, Shimazu Nakano's schoolmate is the current president of the United States of America, Trump, right?" Ding Kun, who was watching the scene, suddenly said, "I remember I read a Shimbun before, when Trump just took office and visited the Island Nation, he went to visit the Shimazu Family's chip company, and even took a photo with Shimazu Nakano. They seemed to have a good relationship."
Zhang Wenbing nodded and said seriously, "That's right, Trump and Shimazu Nakano are classmates, and the Shimazu Family's chip company was successfully established in the Island Nation thanks to Trump's connections. But more importantly, it was because of the success of this chip company that Shimazu Nakano defeated his brother to become the head of the Shimazu Family. So I think Shimazu Nakano is at least a member of the Freemasons."
Liu Xing drew a tile and said, "Even if Shimazu Nakano is a member of the Freemasons, he should have already left the Freemasons for the sake of his family's interests. After all, since the Freemasons have a global layout, their control over members is definitely not as strong as those secret cults that are deeply rooted in one place. Moreover, people like Shimazu Nakano, who have some understanding of secret cults and mythical creatures, are unlikely to become fanatic believers."
Yin En agreed with Liu Xing's idea and nodded, "That's right. Actually, unless the Freemasons arrange for new members to meet Mr. A when recruiting, the loyalty of these new members is definitely not as high as that of ordinary members of some secret cults. So we don't need to worry too much about Shimazu Nakano being a member of the Freemasons, because people like Shimazu Nakano are unlikely to be content with being subordinate to others."
"So what we need to worry about is whether the chieftains of those small families will become undercover agents for the Freemasons, because their ambitions can easily be exploited by the Freemasons. After all, even if their camp wins the Public-Military Conflict, the benefits these small families can get are not much, at least not as much as the benefits the Freemasons can give them." Zhang Jingxu agreed.
After Zhang Jingxu finished speaking, he played a six of bamboo, "So we should just wait here. I think it won't be long before Shima Takeshi deliberately releases some information to us, because Shima Takeshi is also a smart person. He should know that once Shimazu Nakano knows what he has done, he will definitely send Shima Mitsuhiro to trouble him as soon as possible. Therefore, to lure out the lurking Shima Mitsuhiro, Shima Takeshi will release some information to test Shima Mitsuhiro."
"Yes, let's just play mahjong peacefully now. We'll be busy in a few days." Yin En shrugged and took the six of bamboo played by Zhang Jingxu, "I win."
Just like that, Liu Xing and the others played mahjong in the hiding spot for three more days, and finally got the information released by Shima Takeshi.
In the conference room opposite the "supermarket," Shima Mitsuhiro used a projector to display a photo on the screen—in a typical Japanese estate, a group of young men with samurai swords at their waists were kneeling in front of Shima Takeshi.
It is worth noting that these young men were all wearing night suits, looking like ninjas without masks.
"I don't recognize the people in front of Shima Takeshi, and I can confirm that they have nothing to do with our Shimazu Family. So these people are likely external support hired by Shima Takeshi, and they might be from other families. After all, from their attire, unless Shima Takeshi wants to hold a ninja-themed cosplay exhibition, it is impossible for ordinary people to dress like this." Shima Mitsuhiro said seriously.
Liu Xing nodded and raised his hand to ask, "So can we determine where these people come from now? We can see the faces of a few people in this photo. We should be able to identify them through facial recognition."
Shima Mitsuhiro shook his head helplessly and said, "I thought so too at first, but the result of the facial comparison was that there was no such person. These guys have not been recorded in any system involving facial recognition, so they are likely death warriors trained by a certain family from a young age. But to be honest, this family's ambition seems quite big. The death warriors trained by our Shimazu Family are only half of those in this photo."
In the photo, there were nearly a hundred "ninjas" kneeling in front of Shima Takeshi.
"By the way, how was this photo taken?" Zhang Jingxu asked in confusion.
From the shooting angle of this photo, it was obviously taken by a drone. As for the shooting location, it was naturally the Shimazu Family's main residence—Shimazu Residence.
As the undisputed local emperor of Kagoshima, Shimazu Residence was built with several small mountains as the center, and kept a distance of several kilometers from the nearest buildings. So the only way to secretly take photos of the interior of Shimazu Residence was to use a drone.
However, after Shima Takeshi took control of Shimazu Residence, the perimeter of Shimazu Residence was filled with gunmen who would shoot down any drones they found. Moreover, there were countless signal jammers placed in Shimazu Residence, so even if the drone was not shot down, it would fall due to lack of signal.
Most importantly, Shima Takeshi also hired a large number of security guards to patrol the area within a ten-kilometer radius of Shimazu Residence 24 hours a day.
So before this, the people sent by Shima Mitsuhiro couldn't even take a photo of the outer wall of Shimazu Residence.
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