That night, the three of them used two spectrum analyzers and tinkered around until eleven o'clock, with no useful results, much to Mom's frustration.
The mysterious signal of BG4MSR was elusive. It was clearly audible through the headphones as if a girl was whispering by one's ear, yet the spectrum analyzer placed in the living room was clueless. Wang Ning banged on the table more than once, asserting that it must be Bai Zhen trying to fool them. After all, Bai Zhen had spent over a decade in the army as a communications technician. Isn't he well-versed in encryption?
"Are you three old sticks going to finish soon? What time is it now? Yang Ming has school tomorrow morning!"
Mom issued an eviction order.
"Come back tomorrow if there's anything else!"
To Mom, anyone who dared to impede Bai Yang's studies or future deserved no mercy. She would eliminate anyone blocking the way, and Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, and Zhao Bowen combined weren't exceptions.
