Chapter 148 Code Book?

"Really?" Mo Fan smiled noncommittally, "What if they don't use language or words to communicate?"

Zheng Tao was stunned for a moment. No language or words to communicate? Then...

Looking at Zheng Tao's confused look, Mo Fan smiled faintly: "Have you ever observed what the gifts that Zhang Dashan gave were?"

"This... I haven't observed it." Zheng Tao shook his head.

"Those things must have clues! Maybe not in terms of quality, but at least in terms of quantity." Mo Fan said firmly, "Wang Hua returned the things, which must be a good one, and then Zhang Dashan distributed the things to the people. It can be said to be a good deed, but from another perspective, can it be understood as destroying evidence?"

Mo Fan's words seemed to suddenly open a window for Zheng Tao!

That's right, Zhang Dashan distributed things to the people, and there were so many people on the street, which was a disguised destruction of evidence!

Then Zheng Tao asked again: "This specific number, next time you can let Fu Qing pay attention to it, but what is the meaning of this number? How should we translate it?"

Mo Fan said: "You have to figure it out by yourself. As long as you find the code book, you can figure it out."

"Code book?" Zheng Tao was confused.

"Yes, watch what Wang Hua did after they had contact, mainly observe which books he flipped through. Also, you should remember the things thrown away by Wang Hua, which may be the information he passed on to Mr. Zhang."

Zheng Tao was shocked when he heard this!

There is actually such an operation? If it is really as Senior Mo Fan guessed, Wang Hua is too scheming.

This way of transmitting information is simply unheard of!

According to this, over the years, Wang Hua has passed on news to the Blue Flame Empire in this way during festivals. The Tianxuan Empire has almost no secrets in front of the Blue Flame Empire!

This feeling is simply creepy.

Thinking of this, Zheng Tao couldn't wait any longer: "Senior, the Zhongyuan Festival will be in a few days. I believe that Mr. Zhang will go to the Xiangfu to give gifts. I will go to discuss preparations with Fu Qing and others!"

Mo Fan nodded: "Go."

After speaking, Mo Fan waved his hand, and the white mist dissipated.

Zheng Tao's eyes suddenly opened, looking at the snow-white ceiling and his wife who was already sleeping beside him.

"Is this a dream?" Zheng Tao couldn't believe it. He actually dreamed of the War Emperor Mo Fan in his dream, and he also made constructive suggestions for the difficulties he encountered now.

Zheng Tao's heart was uneasy: "Is this true?"

After pondering for a moment, Zheng Tao gritted his teeth. Whether it was really Mo Fan's dream or his own imagination in the dream, he always had a new idea.

At present, their investigation process has been stagnant. There is no other way. As long as there is a little effect, they must try it.

Try to control yourself not to wake up your wife who is sleeping soundly. Zheng Tao's figure flashed and appeared outside the window.

His clothes were already neatly put on, and his face had returned to the appearance of an old man. After a few rises and falls, he disappeared into the night.

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In a small courtyard of the Academy of Literature, Imperial College.

"Why did you call us here when you are not sleeping with your wife at night?" Hua Ge complained drunkenly while holding a wine gourd.

He was drinking alone facing the bright moon just now, and just when he was drinking excitedly, he was hurriedly pulled here by Zheng Tao.

Fu Qing, who was standing beside him, was sleepy and yawning repeatedly, looking listless as if he had just been dragged out of the quilt.

Looking at the two irrelevant guys in front of him, Zheng Tao felt that the future was confused, and gritted his teeth and said, "There is no clue about Wang Hua's matter. We are being fooled by others. Do you still have the mind to sleep? Still have the mind to drink?"

As he spoke, he could not remember at all that he had just woken up from his dream.

"Wine can make me sober, so I can think better!" Hua Ge said shamelessly, and gulped down another big mouthful of wine.

Fu Qing also shook his head and changed his mind: "How can I have the energy to deal with Wang Hua if I don't eat enough and sleep enough?"

"Did you have any new discoveries?" Then the two asked in unison.

Zheng Tao nodded: "I just thought of one thing! That kind man Zhang must have a problem..."

Then, he told him the analysis that Mo Fan had given him in detail.

But he didn't mention Mo Fan, maybe because the dream was too fantastic, or maybe he didn't have the confidence to know about Mo Fan's existence, so he decided not to mention him for the time being.

Listening to Zheng Tao's analysis, Hua Ge's drunkenness disappeared, and Fu Qing sobered up instantly.

"You mean, they convey information through the number of gifts?" Hua Ge was shocked.

He was also the top scorer in the literary examination, and he was conceited that his intelligence was even better than Wang Hua, but recently he was led by Wang Hua, which hit him hard.

Now, hearing that Wang Hua could come up with such a magical way to transmit information, he felt deeply frustrated.

With his intelligence, how could he not understand how hidden the method Zheng Tao said was?

And the so-called code book, as long as you use a special combination of numbers to find the corresponding text from a certain book, you can combine the information you want to transmit!

"Well, that's it." Zheng Tao nodded. He could see that Hua Ge had understood the principle.

It must be admitted that among the three of them, Hua Ge had the fastest adaptability and the most useful brain.

Hua Ge turned around and asked Fu Qing: "Old Fu, what was the situation that day? Can you repeat it again? Do you remember it? It's better to remember the number too!"

Fu Qing soon understood the whole story and nodded: "I can still remember the specific number. That day, Mr. Zhang came to visit and brought ten old ginsengs and a box of pearls..."

"But Wang Hua didn't accept it as usual. At that time, he threw all the things out and drove Mr. Zhang out. While driving him away, Wang Hua also cursed Mr. Zhang not to come again in the future, and knocked over a lot of things."

"In the end, Mr. Zhang distributed the things to the people as usual."

"Wait? What did you curse? What did you knock over? Do you remember?" Hua Ge's eyes suddenly lit up and asked anxiously.

In theory, with Wang Hua's martial king-level cultivation, he could control the vibration of some things he threw out, let alone knock them over. How could this happen?

Although Mr. Zhang came to give gifts, he did not ask Wang Hua to do things for personal gain. Besides, he usually has a very good reputation among the people.

How angry was Wang Hua to make him, a powerful martial king, unable to control himself?

Something is wrong! Hua Ge immediately realized that there must be something wrong.

Fu Qing thought about it and scratched his head: "I don't remember this clearly."

Suddenly, he widened his eyes: "You mean, the message that Wang Hua wanted to convey to Mr. Zhang is hidden in this overturned gift?"