Returning home with a heavy heart, Zhang Tianhao sat there, cutting some cooked beef by himself, and sat in the small courtyard and slowly ate it.
His eyes were filled with sadness. He really missed his family.
The feeling of loneliness is stronger than before, and my heart feels empty.
¡°Perhaps I can go to Dahai to have a look sometime. I wonder how Dahai and the others are doing? There is also Qian Mingjun, whom I haven¡¯t contacted for a long time. They have been in Xinjing for more than half a year.¡±
Thinking of this, Zhang Tianhao didn't have much thought about eating. He just wrapped up the beef and prepared to go outside, waiting for Qian Jun. He wanted to call Qian Jun to go to the bookstore to see Wang Dahai and the others.
After all, it is not easy to get to this place from Peiping, not to mention that this is their last safety guarantee.
Around 7:20, Qian Jun rode his bicycle over from outside the alley.
¡°Ah, Boss Qian, it¡¯s time to get off work.¡±
"Yeah, it's time to get off work, Lao Tie. Why are you sitting at the door today, hiding here and smoking alone, and I'm not afraid of the mother-in-law scolding you." Qian Jun was also joking. He didn't even stop the car and hit him directly. call.
"I'm not smoking. I'm counting ants here." As soon as he mentioned smoking, Lao Tie immediately interrupted loudly. Obviously, his mother-in-law was still unhappy about smoking.
Zhang Tianhao, who was more than ten meters away, rolled his eyes when he heard this. He was illiterate and knew how to count.
"Mr. Qin is back too!"
"Yes, I came back early today, so you can come to my place for a drink later, but you have to bring wine!"
Zhang Tianhao looked at Qian Jun, said hello, and then laughed.
"Okay, but Mr. Qin, your dishes have to be ready." The two of them just said hello casually, and then left.
As for Lao Tie, he also looked at Zhang Tianhao, but did not see Zhang Tianhao.
Watching Qian Jun leave, Zhang Tianhao's originally impulsive heart slowly calmed down. After all, although his status is not very high, he is still a little sensitive, so it is better not to run around.
At least not now.
After closing the door, he walked into the kitchen with some food, picked up the pot and iron plate, and walked towards the basement.
In the basement, he kept going and saw Du Lan who was locked up. Perhaps because he hadn't eaten for a day, he seemed a little weak. When Zhang Tianhao came in, he also made a few hehe sounds.
He turned on the light, and then looked at the other person. He saw that the other person's face was covered with mud again. Although he had changed his clothes, he still looked a little out of place.
He opened the door, fetched water to rinse the space in the basement, and then fetched water for Du Lan to rinse again.
It¡¯s just that Du Lan didn¡¯t seem to have much reaction. He still fell to the ground and closed his eyes weakly.
It was then that he realized that Du Lan didn't seem to be well. He reached out and touched her head and found that she had a fever. And the fever was severe.
"Forget it, I'll give you a break!"
He took out a potion and gave her an injection directly, then filled it with some porridge, put it inside, and locked it again. Although the basement was a little damp, he had no intention of changing her place.
He put some water and the steamed buns there, and then he started to sit there and listen to the radio station. After all, he wanted to record it. Who knew if there was any news coming from Nanjing.
And the radio station connection here is not like normal. The radio station here is usually silent, and the radio will only be broadcast on ten days.
He turned on the radio and then slowly put it away.
At eight o'clock sharp, the sound of electric current came from the radio, and the antenna lengthened by Zhang Tianhao also received the message sent from Nanjing.
"The sky calls the earth, the sky calls the earth, please make a record: 7612984123461576648241274587"
When he heard the call to him, he was also stunned. After all, today is only the 3rd. If there was a call, it shouldn't be today, but now he still took out a pen and paper seriously and recorded it.
As the messages continued to be recorded, Zhang Tianhao was also a little confused.
"The call ended at eight o'clock, and the call was called again at nine and ten o'clock, for three consecutive days! The same time period."
As the broadcast ended, Zhang Tianhao also turned off the radio, then looked at the message and took out a code book. This was the latest code book, and there was no need for him to write it down.
After the word-for-word translation came out, Zhang Tianhao was also a little confused?Can¡¯t laugh.
The above content is as follows: Japanese banknote expert Qing Muying was promoted to Xinjing, participated in the development of legal currency templates, and cleared it at all costs.
When Zhang Tianhao saw the legal currency production template above, he had no idea that he was trying to make counterfeit currency.
No wonder the superiors sent a message at this time, asking him to clear it.
However, he has not yet asked how Qingmu Rongsheng is doing. He is still willing to take on this task.
He looked at the Xinjing military map on the wall. The entire map was quite detailed. This was a map he specially prepared for himself, in order to understand the locations of various places in Xinjing.
Looking around the Peace Hotel, he tapped his fingers lightly, and immediately looked back at Du Lan, a member of the Japanese Butterfly Group, who was not far away.
¡°Forget it, there¡¯s no use keeping it!¡±
He immediately wanted to kill Du Lan, but when he walked to Du Lan's side, he was stunned again.
"I'm anxious, I'm a little confused. You can't rush this matter. You should take your time. I want to try again to see if Stockholm Syndrome has an effect on this Japanese spy. The experiment cannot fail because of being anxious for a while."
Immediately, he returned to the other side, put away the radio, looked at the map, pushed the iron plate away, and returned to the top again.
Everything has returned to its original state.
¡°Dong dong dong!¡±
Just as he walked out of the kitchen, he heard a knock on the door of the courtyard.
"Who is it?"
"Is this Mr. Qin? I'm the police here. Please open the door. We want to check."
Just when Zhang Tianhao was confused, he heard the voice of a middle-aged man outside, and he announced himself as a policeman. This made Zhang Tianhao a little confused, after all, it was already nine o'clock.
"Okay, wait for me, I'll open the door right now." He put the food on the table, then placed the bowls, and ran directly to open the door.
As the door was opened, patrolman Zhu Dashan who saw this area was standing at the door, followed by several police officers.
"It turns out to be Officer Zhu. I'm eating. Brothers are also working hard. Do you want to come over and have some together?" Zhang Tianhao let the person in, then pointed to the kitchen with a smile and said.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, I was also acting under orders. I have disturbed you, so please give me some peace of mind."
Zhu Dashan also knows how to look at people. After all, Zhang Tianhao¡¯s identity is to work for the Germans, so it¡¯s better to be polite.
"It's okay, I'm used to it. Just search, Officer Niu, let's sit together and have some tea. I'm alone at home. I don't even have a place to play, so I can only drink."
As he said this, he was about to walk to the kitchen. After all, there was a small table in the kitchen, and the lights were on. There were some leftover dishes on the table. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com