Blackstone Code Chapter 1355: Who are you like?

Latest website: The wife who was ready to sleep froze for a moment, looked at the ceiling that had fallen into darkness after turning off the lights, and thought for a while, "I hope for world peace."

Intellectuals are calmer than ordinary civilians in war, and as a woman, she is not keen on war.

Koska was silent for a while, "I'm sorry."

The wife laughed, and she reached out and touched Kosco's cheek, "You don't need to apologize for the war, do something simple, maybe we should have a day off?"

Probably only Koskao knew why he apologized, and he then agreed, "When I'm done with this time, we can take a good rest for a while."

"That's great!", the wife sighed softly, "Go to sleep, there is still a lot of work tomorrow..."

For two days in a row, Kao Si Kao was recording some information in cipher text. On the third day of get off work, he fell down near the post.

The soldiers quickly helped him up. After he thanked him, he looked at his cracked leather shoes and complained a few words.

Someone in the research institute brought him the shoes he wore during the experiment, avoiding the dilemma that he only had one shoe.

When he got home, he first complained about the cracked shoes, then finished dinner as usual, and around eight o'clock, he found a leather goods store in the city with the broken shoes.

He's been here a few times, but each time is many years apart.

As soon as I entered the door, a young man greeted me, "Sir, what service do you need?"

"My leather shoes are cracked, I hope you guys can mend them." He took out the leather shoes from the box, and the young man shook his head after a glance.

"Sorry, sir, your shoe is badly deformed. Even if I can mend it, it won't take long for it to crack again."

"These places can't stand the long run, you should get a new pair of shoes."

Cosco was silent for a while, "How long does it take to make a pair of shoes?"

"One week, sir."

Case nodded noncommittally, "What about the cost?"

"Ordinary leather only costs forty-nine dollars, calf leather costs sixty-nine dollars, and labor costs ten dollars."

The price is not cheap, but it is actually not expensive. This kind of handmade pure leather shoes is very durable. Even if you wear them for heavy work, they will not easily crack. Many workers will wear leather shoes to work. Boots are the reason.

A pair of shoes, worn for three or five years, is only a dozen or 20 yuan a year, which is within the acceptable range of most families.

Of course, there are cheaper ones, this is an old shop, so it's a little more expensive.

Cosco was silent, as if thinking, and the young clerk didn't urge him. After a while, Cosco asked suddenly, "Is there any crocodile skin?"

Who would use crocodile leather for shoes?

The young clerk was a little bewildered, but instead of denying it immediately, he asked Kosko to wait, "I'll ask the boss, I'm not sure if crocodile skin is in our range or not."

The owner of the insoles is an old cobbler who is making leather boots for officers in the city. When the clerk came in and asked him if he made crocodile leather shoes, his subconscious response was no.

But soon he was stunned for a while, and then put down his work, "I've heard of crocodile leather for leather bags, but I haven't heard of leather shoes. Maybe we can try it."

This explanation...seems to make sense, and the young clerk watches him await further instructions, "Take the customer's size, then go next door and ask if they have alligator skin."

Next to the shoe store is a leather jacket and stuff. They have all kinds of tanned animal hides.

After the young clerk left, the boss came out. He looked at Kasko, "I've never heard of people who use crocodile leather to make shoes. You're lucky, I'm willing to try."

Cosco seems to be refuting, but also seems to be showing off his knowledge, "I also know that shark skin can also be made into leather shoes."

"Shark skin?" The old cobbler shook his head, "That's impossible, shark skin is too soft."

"Just add a little...", he said the names of some chemicals, and the old cobbler glanced at him again, then looked down at his pair of broken leather shoes.

He fiddled around a bit and noticed something was wrong with the heel. He put the shoe back and started taking the tool to measure the foot for the test.

Not long after, the young clerk returned with a full crocodile skin.

When he came back, Cosco was paying the bill, then he nodded at the young clerk and walked away.

The old cobbler returned to the workshop with the crocodile skin.

Cosco went back to work, and the old cobbler got up in the middle of the night.

Those conversations during the day sounded like ordinary chatter, but in fact it was a secret code. He found Kosco's leather shoes, picked up a place where the heel was filled later, and took out a There is a small iron pipe as thick as a pencil.

This small iron pipe is only one inch long. A lot of information is recorded in it by means of cipher text. The whole small iron pipe is in a sealed state.

The old cobbler can't open it, nor can it be opened. Only when this thing is returned to the country will it be opened after confirmation.

He put his things away, then crawled back to sleep.

From time to time, patrols with dogs passed by outside the house. Penggio's intensity of catching spies was getting higher and higher. The old cobbler had already begun to consider evacuating here.

Without contacting him for so long, he didn't realize his work wasn't done until this moment.

During the day, the old cobbler called someone to pick up the leather shoes that had already been made, and handed over the small iron pipe to the other party.

And this person left the local area with a small iron pipe and got on the train to the port, where their people will find a way to send this information back to Sedoras.

Cosco, on the other hand, continues to serve the Pontgio Empire, checking the authenticity of some data from other places every day.

He doesn't know whether the information he sent will return to Sedoras, and whether it will play a role in the future, he only knows that he must do it!

Sometimes people get confused and stereotyped, just like the people on the left think the people on the right are crazy, but the people on the right think the people on the left are.

Sometimes there are not so many simple right and wrong in this world, only need and need.

Cosco quickly got his pair of alligator boots, which he put away after wearing them for a few days and made a new pair of cowhide boots.

In his words, it was too ostentatious, people were a little surprised by his performance for such a brief moment, but quickly calmed down.

At the end of July, after finishing all the work in hand, Kao Si Kao was slack.

He can take some time off, maybe it's time to take his wife on a trip?

He seems to have forgotten what he had done before, and he packs it in a file bag, wraps it up, and puts it on the table for inspection and reception.

After all the portfolios were taken away, he took off his underwear and went to the examination room.

"Your hemorrhoids are a little worse than before, Mr. Kosco." The soldiers who inspected made some new findings, "You should pay more attention."

"Also, your inspection is over and you can leave."

Cosco got dressed and left here. He bought a bunch of flowers on the way, and also bought some cooked food, ham, etc.

Inexplicably, he has a desire, an urge, like a bird about to leave its cage.

His steps became extra brisk, and soon he was back outside the house. He tidied up his clothes, rearranged the bouquet, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

The door opened. He smiled and prepared to express his feelings at this time, but the door was opened by an officer he had never seen before.

He saw the picture in the living room through the space beside the officer.

Her wife and daughter are sitting at the table, and several soldiers are methodically searching the room.

"Professor Kosi Kao, I'm a major in the Secret Service..., this is my certificate."

The officer handed over his military ID and work ID, and at the same time invited the examiner to enter the room, "Don't worry, this is just a routine job, if there is no accident, we will leave soon."

"We are very sorry for disturbing your life, but I hope you can understand, after all, the current situation is very special..."

Cosco squeezed out a forced smile as he entered the room.

The officer looked out the door. Pedestrians on the sidewalk avoided his gaze, and he slowly closed the door.

From the beginning of the preparations for the war, the Pengios began to clear out internal spies, and they have caught many.

Everyone in this country is a lunatic. It is actually very difficult to hide in a lunatic. No matter how well these outsiders hide, they may reveal flaws.

It is even said that some of them have studied abroad or gone abroad, which are the key suspects.

Some unimportant ones have already been caught.

There are also some that they have found, but they have not caught, and they hope to catch more spies through these people.

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A native who had studied in Sedoras and had brief contact with the target before, whether or not he was a spy, must be strictly scrutinized.

In the room, the anxious eyes of his wife and daughter made Koskao feel a little stinging in his heart. He comforted the two of them through his eyes.

Then sat down at one side of the table.

"I'm sorry to disturb everyone, but this is the emperor's order, and we only have to obey."

The officer first showed his attitude in a very easy-going manner, and then he suddenly said in a Sedoras accent, "You are not Koska, who are you?"

For a split second, Kao Si Kao's heartbeat stopped, and in less than a second, all his hair stood up and he was sweating!

He moved his lips and asked back in Ponjieo's accent, "If I'm not Kosco, who am I?"