Identity Fraud Morse Code Novels & Stories

Hestia gave him a gist of what happened while he was at the counter and he was right at what he predicted. “Not on me anymore.” Hestia said in Morse code. -. --- - / --- -. / -- . / .- -. -.-- -- --- .-. . And another one was: “’Shut up’ from him.” Hestia added. .----. ... .... ..- - / ..- .--. .----. / ..-. .-. --- -- / .... .. –

Then she opened her inbox and carefully checked it, only to find that this account had indeed sent her emails, and she had replied, but these email contents had been deleted, leaving only the records of the exchanges. However... She suddenly had an idea in her mind and quickly reopened the email and looked at it carefully again. This time, she found that she was right. The email was not garbled characters at all, but Morse code! After translating the code one by one, she got eleven numbers. It seemed like a phone number? She tried calling the phone number and a low but unfamiliar male voice came from the other end: "Sorry, I'm not available to answer the phone right now. If you have an urgen

But she would think about it later. It was essential to complete the coder first. Sia browsed through the library and found another book on making morse coders. Though the steps were different, she was able to set it up in an hour. She felt her bones tingle with excitement. She could finally communicate with Wrick. She entered the code as fast as her hands could work. .. ._ _ _ … .. ._ .. ._ _ _ ._. ._ .._. ( I am Sia. I am safe.)

This code may be connected to this number. I tried the octal code because it was the only code I know that was connected to the number 8. I have already started decoding it. Fortunately, I already have knowledge of codes. Of course, if papa hadn’t forced me to study it, I probably wouldn’t have been able to get out of this simulation. I felt like I'm going to cry again when I finally decoded the message. Message from dad. "You can do it. Just trust in yourself. The doors for the Detective world are open for you."

Though Jay kept Duke pinned to the ground, one hand shot to his earpiece. Morse code dots and dashes clicked rapidly in his ear, a hasty relay of the information that his infiltrators—codenamed for chess pieces—had gleaned from their stealthy intrusion into the crumbling Florentine villa.

Footsteps. "Here," Morrison said. "Primary authentication station." A pause. Silence except for equipment hum through the feed. "Fingerprint first." A soft beep. "Confirmed." "Retinal scan." Another beep. Longer. "Confirmed." "Voice authentication. State full name and authorization code." Morrison's voice. Steady. "James William Morrison. Authorization code: Covenant Zero. Final sequence." A longer tone. Then: "Identity confirmed. Welcome, Architect." The word landed like a stone. Even now. Even here.

I tapped it two times before it opened “Code word?” he asked. “Falcon” I muttered. Falcone said I should use his name as code word for entry and that he will inform the guards about. Rest of the pack members have different code word. Every ten members are given a different code word like bones, fly, red eyes, pointed nose and air weeds. The codes are basically related to them. When I asked him how the guards make sure it is not misused, he said once entering they have to give finger print, if it matches, then they have given the right code.

Single message from an outside number I didn't recognize. I opened it. Four words. “We need to talk.” The sender ID resolved after a three second delay. Elder Maren.

I looked… really happy. I flipped the picture over and there was a caption at the back. Keep dreaming! I looked at it closely. It was my handwriting. Why would I write something like that? I found the manual of my house alarm. I have scribbled the password at the back page. 278743. That didn’t ring a bell at all and I wondered where I got the number. Then my eyes drifted to the touchtone phone. I looked at the buttons. 2-7-8-7-4-3. A-S-T-R-I-D.

I know who made it. "Access the site." I quickly speak that makes them to be surprised. "Xzy, Ahkie does not know the code–" Eito stops when I start to talk. " Click the code. Enter the RCDCMCF. All capital letter." I know this is the code that dad given. Dad is the one who creates this website for my future. " The DMCF stands for Dhaxzy Mort Convel Future. Dad made thay site for my personal use for the future, but I ended up not using them because of their death. I lost everything." My voice sadden. That is now the main code since it is in morse code.