Live Wilderness Adventure

Chapter 548 How to Get Rid of the Stalker

The morning of July 14th.

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

After finishing in the town, I need to wait until the fourth day before returning to the forest for live broadcast.

In the live broadcast room, a large number of viewers who saw the leave announcement wailed, and the bullet screen hit wave after wave, erupting like a wave.

The deep resentment contained in it makes everyone who sees fear, especially the mixture of multiple languages, which is even more terrifying.

[Fuck, asking for leave again? 】

【Old Fang is really not worried about others surpassing him】

[Lazy, lazy, you are too lazy! 】

【Master Fang, give me some. I’m addicted. I’ve been feeling miserable all day long. I don’t have to look at my heart. I’ve got a cat stuck in my heart. I’m panting and scratching. I can’t sleep in the middle of the night and scratched my body. Skin】

[Quit it, it won’t work. 】

[We also know that we should quit, but we really can't bear it, Master Fang, I know you are soft-hearted and a kind person, please let me get through this, and I will definitely quit next time, Master Fang~~ Mistake, Master Fang 】

Since ancient times, talents have emerged from the barrage, and Bi Fang gave netizens a thumbs up for their comments.

Putting the tablet full of barrage aside, Bi Fang picked up his backpack and walked out of the hotel openly. This is the difference between him and Richard and others.

When Bi Fang went out, there was no one to follow him, unless he was a fan, and the fan would be easy to get rid of. If he wanted to follow the top special forces, the fan might have a system.

The backpack was stuffed to the brim, Bi Fang held the map in his hand, walked to the corresponding location according to the red circle on it, then put down the backpack, took out the camera he was carrying, climbed up the big tree, and fixed it at the highest point with a wide view good.

Bi Fang sat on a tree branch, looked at the bay in the distance, squeezed the headset and shouted: "How about it, angle of view? Can you see it 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 on it.

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

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

Bi Fang walked around the branches, came to the back of the tree, tightened the fixed bolts, firmly stuck on the trunk, and then slid all the way along the trunk, and soon fell to the ground.

Besides Dolphin Bay, there are still many places that Bi Fang needs to decorate.

Dolphin Bay is just one of the bloodiest and notorious massacres. Every year during the dolphin hunting season, the sea water here is blood red.

Without any rhetorical exaggeration.

Really, 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 truly understood that blood flowing into rivers and drifting like blood is not just an idiom on paper, but a scene that exists in reality.

"Phew, another one is solved."

Bi Fang wiped the sweat from his forehead. The weather is really too hot today. It is better in the forest, there is no heat island effect, and there are many places to enjoy the shade, but Bi Fang has a lot of activities, and in order to prevent scratches, he cannot Wear shorts and short sleeves.

"Is anyone following you today?"

After installing another camera, Bi Fang sat on the rock, drank some water to rest, and pressed the headset to ask.

Bi Fang was acting in the dark, so he naturally 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 are more secure and covert.

But it can't be too intense. The scene of Richard's car being blown up is still vivid in my mind, and everyone is terrified, as if walking on a wire rope, carefully grasping the scale.

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

Whether it's purse-picking, other misdemeanors, crimes or acts of terrorism, nearly all criminals practice some level of surveillance on their targets before they strike.

They focus on observing their target's every move, but in fact, during this time, criminals themselves are extremely exposed - especially if their target is constantly alert and sensitive to the surrounding environment.

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

He even felt that everyone who peeked over was a resident in charge of stalking, or a member of the community, ready to take out a switchblade from his pocket at any time and strike them.

No cops will come to their aid, and the guy who committed the crime won't even be found after death.

More than 20 stab wounds in the back, and it was finally judged as suicide. Such absurd things are really possible.

"How could it not be?" Jarrett smiled wryly, slightly pressed the computer, and opened the car window.

Beside the road, a man wearing sunglasses and dressed in all black was holding a video recorder in his hand, squatting on the ground, staring straight at Richard and the others who were driving by, turning his head undisguisedly.

When the two sides passed by each other, they gave a middle finger to Richard and others who rolled down the window.

Provocative.

Richard looked in the rearview mirror, and it was already the third car of the day following them firmly: "We have recorded seven or eight of the license plate numbers alone."

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

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

Whether it's 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 following him, he needs to follow the principles of TEDD and adopt a multi-pronged approach.

The so-called tedd principle, namely time (Time), environment (Environment), distance (Distance), behavior (Demeanor).

Time: 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: Notice people whose clothes or body language don't fit in with their surroundings?

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

For example, is this the guy in the sunglasses who showed up at the neighborhood kiosk 10 minutes ago, perhaps looking less suspicious, or did he show up two hours ago.

Behavior: In the field of surveillance, "behaviour" refers to demeanor and appearance. Look for people whose attire or behavior doesn't blend in with their surroundings.

Change your routine or walking route frequently to confirm whether you are being followed.

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

At the same time, proceed with extreme caution—convince criminals that they have simply lost track of their target, rather than that the target is avoiding them on purpose.

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

Keeping these rules in mind, Mandy successfully locked down one person.

I happened to meet a Japanese tourist who could speak English and asked him if he knew the guy standing by the roadside, and 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 chief of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"It's not social organizations or whalers who are following us, but the police." Richard touched his chin. "They have already regarded us as criminals."

"Is there a way to get rid of these guys? Old Fang? Give me a trick? They're as annoying as rats!" Jarrett yelled angrily over the communication channel.

He couldn't bear this atmosphere any longer. No matter where he went, someone was watching him.

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

Bi Fang pondered for a while: "Yes, but if you do it, you may not be able to succeed, and the police are dispatched, and their people are everywhere. Even if you get rid of them, if you don't plan to hide it, you will still be very fast." will be found."

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

Bi Fang nodded, understanding what Jarrett meant.

This kind of action is too embarrassing, everyone is angry, even if they will be caught up soon, they have to give these guys some color.

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

Everyone in the car followed suit.

"Tune the station to an FM station that is outside the receiving frequency."

Mandy turned the knob, and the car radio quickly turned to hissing and nothing picked up.

"How is it? Apart from the sizzle, do you hear any ticking sounds? 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, and the ticking sound 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 the size of thumb memory, that can be pre-installed in a variety of environments to track the location of mobile phones and rental vehicles by sending echo messages.

To prevent being lost, all rental vehicles are pre-built with tracking devices.

However, if you encounter someone with malicious intentions, the use of this information is unknown.

Tracking devices can be permanently built into the vehicle or temporarily attached to the frame, communicating with satellites, cell towers and servers.

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

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

"This sound comes from 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 of the car -- they can usually be found in certain areas."

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

"Between the windows and the hood, under the plastic bumper, under the bug screen, on the roof, inside the horn, under the trunk fender, under the front and rear seats."

"I found it!"

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

Everyone's spirits were lifted: "What should we do next? Throw it away?"

"No!"

Bi Fang narrowed his eyes.

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

Instead, find an excuse to resell the vehicle.

"Change another car."

Find another car rental company, or pay a lot of money to change to a resident vehicle, as long as the money is enough, everything is easy to talk about.

As for who will pay for the funds, Bi Fang, the richest, will do his part.

The power of money, in the face of this power, no matter how determined the locals will be shaken.

The key to throwing off a surveillance team without escalating a stalking operation into a white-hot chase is convincing the stalkers that they've lost track of their target, rather than making them realize they've been exposed.

"To get rid of the drive-thru squad, avoid driving techniques that are immediately obvious as evasion."

Changing into another vehicle, Mandy, who was driving, nodded seriously, trying to drive the car as smoothly as possible.

Just like normal sightseeing.

"Create an accordion effect: divert surveillance teams by diverting surveillance teams into areas with lots of traffic lights or stop signs."

The long stream of stop-and-go traffic served to distract members of the surveillance team without alerting them to what Richard and others were planning.

Mandy drove the car to a congested street somewhere, which was the main road of the town, and the traffic flow was very heavy.

Many tourists will pass by here, and they keep honking their horns, trying to make the vehicles in front go faster.

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

"Once there is no team member to take over, a stalker who works alone will choose to leave for fear of alerting the target."

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

"The monitoring team tends to lose track of the target when the target stops and starts, so the frequency of stopping should be increased."

"Park near the exit, turn right twice and exit the parking lot."

Mandy drove into the parking lot, and after a while, started again.

The watcher who parked behind Mandy obviously took a step back. He waited until Mandy's headlights were about to disappear before realizing that he should ignite and start the car.

"The last one left."

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

"get off!"

"Get out of the car?" Everyone was taken aback.

"You are very close to a tram platform now." Bi Fang calmly said according to the location sent by Richard, "I found the arrival time of the tram, and there is one minute left."

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

Richard and the others hurriedly got out of the car with their things, and the moment they walked out of the alley, they happened to see the tram that had already stopped on the platform.

The crowd rushed forward and successfully squeezed into the carriage before the tram started.

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

Mandy looked at the follower outside the carriage who hadn't caught up, and clenched the handrail above her head, grinning involuntarily.

"there is none left."

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