Live Wilderness Adventure

July 14th morning.

Bi Fang did not participate in the live broadcast of the hunting season, and the reason given was the same as before.

Trimming in town, you need to wait until the fourth day to go back to the forest to broadcast.

In the live broadcast room, a large number of viewers who saw the notice of leave wailed, and the barrage was knocked after wave after wave, breaking out like a tidal wave.

The deep resentment contained in it all saw fear, especially if the multi-language mixture was mixed, it was even more terrifying.

[Fuck, ask for leave again? 】

[Lao Fang is really not worried about others surpassing him]

【Lazy, lazy, you are too lazy! 】

[Mr. Fang, give me some, I’m addicted, it’s a day-to-day, it’s unpleasant, I don’t have to look at my heart, I just stuffed a cat in my heart, panting and scratching my heart, I can’t sleep in the middle of the night. Skin】

[Quit it, no way. 】

[We also know that we should quit, but we really can’t stand it, Mr. Fang, I know you are soft-hearted, you are a kind person, give me a little bit to let me get through this, next time I will definitely quit, Mr. Fang~~ Mistake, Mr. Fang 】

Since ancient times, barrage has produced talents, and Bi Fang has liked the comments of netizens.

Putting the tablet full of barrages aside, Bi Fang picked up his backpack and walked out of the hotel in a fair manner. This was the difference between him and Richard and others.

When Bi Fang went out, no one was following him at all. Unless he was a fan, the fan would be easy to throw away. First, he had to follow the top special forces. I'm afraid this fan also has a system.

The backpack was full. Bi Fang held the map in his hand and walked to the corresponding spot according to the red circle above. Then he put down the backpack, took out the camera he brought, climbed up the tree, and fixed it at the highest point with a wide field of vision. it is good.

Sitting on the branch, Bi Fang looked at the bay in the distance, pinched the headset and shouted, "How is it, perspective? Can you see clearly?"

"A little further up, there are branches blocking it." The computer was placed on Jarrett's lap, and he was remotely controlling Bi Fang through the screen above.

Bi Fang readjusted the camera position: "ok, what about now?"

"It's too high again, go down a little bit, yes, okay, it's the current position, it can be fixed."

Bi Fang went around the branch, came to the tree, tightened the fixed bolts, stuck it firmly on the trunk, and then slid down the trunk and quickly fell to the ground.

In addition to Dolphin Bay, there are still many places that need to be arranged by Bi Fang.

Dolphin Bay is just one of the most **** and notorious slaughter sites, and the water here is blood red during the dolphin fishing season every year.

Without any exaggerated rhetoric.

True, blood red.

From the satellite map, the entire Dolphin Bay looks like a sea of ​​blood.

When Bi Fang saw it for the first time in his previous life, he really understood that the blood flowed into a river, and the blood flowed in a pestle. It was not just an idiom on paper, but a scene that existed in reality.

"Huh, finish another one."

Bi Fang wiped the sweat from his forehead. The weather is too hot today, the forest is better, there is no heat island effect, and there are many cool places, but Bi Fang's activity is not small, and in order to prevent scratches, he can't Wear shorts and short sleeves.

"Did anyone follow you today?"

After installing another camera, Bi Fang sat on the rock, took a sip of water to rest, and asked while pressing the headset.

Bi Fang was acting in the dark, so naturally he needed someone on the bright side to attract the attention of the local residents. The more fiercely Richard and the others resisted, the more attention they could attract.

In contrast, Bi Fang's actions were more secure and concealed.

But it can't be too intense. The scene of Richard's car being blown up is still vivid in their minds. Everyone is frightened, as if walking on a tightrope, carefully grasping the scale.

It is everyone's wish to expose everything here, but this does not mean that everyone is psychologically prepared to sacrifice.

Whether it's pocket pickpocketing, other misdemeanors, or acts of criminality or terrorism, nearly all criminals use some level of surveillance on their targets before they strike.

They focus on watching their target's every move, but in reality, criminals themselves are extremely exposed during this time—especially if their targets are constantly alert and sensitive to their surroundings.

Richard's team, who had set foot in Japan for the second time, knew this all too well. They knew how unwelcome they were in Taiji.

He even felt that every person who looked at him secretly was a resident in charge of stalking, or a member of the community, ready to take out a switch knife from his pocket and slap them at them.

No police will come to help them, not even after death the guy who committed the crime can't be found.

More than 20 knives were shot in the back, and it was finally judged to be suicide. Such a ridiculous thing is really possible.

"How could it not." Jarrett smiled bitterly, pressed down the computer slightly, and opened the car window.

On the side of the road, a man with sunglasses and all black clothes held a video recorder in his hand, squatted on the ground, stared straight at Richard and the others who were driving by, and turned his head without concealment.

When the two sides passed by, Richard and the others who rolled down the window showed a middle finger.

Provocative means full.

Richard looked in the rear-view mirror, and the third car of the day was firmly following them: "We've got seven or eight down just for the license plate number."

"When we first came, we didn't know who was following."

A few days ago, Richard and the others only knew that they were being watched and followed, but they didn't know who was following them.

Whether it was the whalers or the Japanese society, I have no clue.

Until this morning, Bi Fang taught Mandy how to find a stalker and locked down a special person.

Bi Fang told Mandy that in order to confirm who is tracking him, he needs to follow the tedd principle and take a multi-pronged approach.

The so-called tedd principle, namely time (time), environment (environment), distance (distance), behavior (demeanor).

Timing: Do you see the same person or group of people repeatedly in different settings?

To determine if this is the case, keep an eye on the time throughout the day.

Environment: Have you noticed people whose clothes or body language don't match their surroundings?

Distance: Will the same group of people appear in two locations that are far apart?

For example, is this person the guy with sunglasses who showed up at the neighborhood commissary 10 minutes ago, maybe not looking so suspicious, or is he showing up two hours ago.

Behaviour: In the field of surveillance, "behaviour" refers to demeanor and appearance. Look for people whose clothing or behavior doesn't fit into their surroundings.

Change your routine or walking route frequently to make sure you're not being followed.

Based on these, look for those "coincidences" that recur at different times and in different places.

Be extra careful at the same time - convince the offender that they just accidentally lost their target, not that the target is avoiding them on purpose.

The easiest thing to do is to go shopping at a distant supermarket, rule out any chance of coincidence, in order to confirm whether you have been watched - and then do some errands in another area to test your speculation.

Keeping these rules in mind, Mandy managed to lock down a guy.

I happened to meet a Japanese tourist who could speak English and asked him if he knew the guy standing by the road. If he didn't know, could he ask for them.

The tourists were not too vigilant, but were happy to help Richard and others.

The final answer is yes.

That guy is the director of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"It's not social organizations, nor whalers, but the police who are following us." Richard stroked his chin, "They have treated us as criminals."

"Is there a way to dump these guys? Lao Fang? A trick? They're as annoying as mice!" Jarrett irritably grabbed the communication channel and yelled.

He can't stand this kind of atmosphere anymore, no matter where he goes, there are people watching.

Jarrett has always wondered if he was also photographed when he went to the toilet, but he would use this to threaten them to launch Japan.

Bi Fang pondered for a while: "Yes, yes, but if you do it, it may not be successful, and the police are dispatched, and their people are everywhere, even if they get rid of it, if you don't plan to hide it, you will still be quick. will be found."

"I don't care, I must get rid of them now and give them some color!"

Bi Fang nodded, understanding what Jarrett meant.

This kind of action is too embarrassing, and everyone has a fire in their hearts. Even if they will be caught up soon, they must show some color to these guys.

"Then turn off all your mobile phones." Bi Fang gave an instruction through the headset.

Everyone in the car did the same.

"Turn the station to an FM station outside the accepted frequency."

Mandy turned the knob, and the car radio soon turned to sizzle, without any radio.

"How's it going? Apart from the sizzling sound, did you hear the clicking sound? Listen carefully." Bi Fang turned off the headset and temporarily lost contact with Richard and the others.

After a while, the headset reconnects.

Richard's deep voice sounded: "Yes."

"What does this mean?" Mandy exclaimed, he believed that Bi Fang was definitely not targeted, the tick must have some meaning.

Bi Fang sighed.

In the age of miniaturization, attaching magnetic tracking devices to vehicles is a snap.

Commercially available tracking devices come in a variety of sizes, from small devices as small as thumb memory, and can be pre-installed in a variety of environments to track the location of mobile phones and rental vehicles by sending echo messages.

All rented vehicles have pre-built tracking devices to prevent them from being lost.

However, in the case of someone with malicious intent, the purpose of this information is unknown.

Tracking devices can either be permanently built into the vehicle or temporarily attached to the frame to communicate with satellites, cellular base stations and servers.

In order to avoid public inspection of the vehicle, what Bi Fang just did was to let Richard and others pay attention to whether there was a static interference sound.

Bi Fang explained patiently: "If there is an occasional 'tick' sound in addition to the 'zizi' sound, it means that there is some kind of mobile device running in the car."

"This sound is due to the interaction between the mobile signal and the broadcast speaker wire and coil. Just now I asked you to turn off all your mobile phones and computers to eliminate interference."

"None of these signals can penetrate metal, so these kinds of devices can't be hidden under the frame or metal parts—they can usually be found in specific areas."

Following Bi Fang's guidance, everyone began to search.

"Between windows and hood, under plastic bumpers, under bug nets, roof, inside horns, under trunk flannel, under the front and rear seats..."

"I found it!"

Keke, who was sitting in the back row, stretched out his hand and groped for a while, and he grabbed a small electronic instrument that occasionally flashed bright spots in his hand.

Everyone was in high spirits: "What to do next? Throw it away?"

"Do not!"

Bi Fang narrowed his eyes.

If you believe someone has installed a tracking device for malicious purposes and not according to standard protocols, never attempt to remove the device.

Instead, find an excuse to change hands.

"Change car."

Find another car rental company, or pay a lot of money for a residential vehicle. As long as the money is enough, everything is easy to say.

As for who pays the money, Bi Fang, the richest, will do his part.

The power of money, in the face of this power, even the most determined local people will be shaken.

The key to getting rid of the surveillance team without escalating the stalking operation into a hot pursuit is to convince the stalker that they have lost the target, rather than making them realize that they have been exposed.

"To get rid of the driving watch team, you need to avoid driving techniques that can be seen to be dodging at a glance."

After changing into another vehicle, Mandy, who was driving, nodded earnestly, trying to drive the car as smoothly as possible.

Just like normal sightseeing.

"Create an accordion effect: divert monitoring team members by directing them to traffic lights, or to areas with lots of stop signs."

The long stop-and-go traffic would distract the members of the surveillance team without alerting them to the plans of Richard et al.

Mandy pulls his car onto a congested street somewhere, the main road in the town, where there is a lot of traffic.

Many tourists pass by, honking their horns, trying to make the traffic ahead go faster.

The vehicle closest to the target remained tight, but the rest of the surveillance team ended up being stuck a few red lights away.

"Once there is no team member to replace, the stalker who is fighting alone will choose to leave for fear of alerting the target."

When Mandy looked back, it seemed that there were only the last two of the many vehicles that had been obvious before.

"Surveillance teams tend to miss targets when they stop and start, so stop more often."

"Park near the exit, turn right twice and leave the car park."

Mandy pulled into the parking lot, and after a moment, started again.

The monitor who parked behind Mandy was obviously a bit slower, and when Mandy's headlights were about to disappear, he thought that he should ignite the car and start the car.

"The last one left."

Richard and the others looked back, and the few license plates they remembered at first were now only the last one left.

"get off!"

"Get off?" Everyone was stunned.

"You are very close to a tram platform now." Bi Fang calmly said based on the positioning sent by Richard, "I checked the arrival time of the tram, and there is still one minute. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Rush to the platform at the moment the tram enters the station, and jump into the carriage before the stalker comes back to his senses."

Richard and others hurriedly got off the train with their belongings, and the moment they walked out of the alley, they saw the tram that was already parked on the platform.

Everyone rushed over and managed to squeeze into the carriage before the tram started.

Bi Fang pressed the headset: "Is there anyone behind you?"

Mandy looked at the stalker outside the carriage who didn't catch up, clenched the handrail above his head, and couldn't help grinning.

"there is none left."

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