spy cloud

Chapter [-] Distributing Flyers
In the evening, Zhang Tianhao stayed at home, did not go anywhere, but had a good rest.

In fact, he could sleep there, and he began to think about various possibilities in his heart. After all, he had to make preparations in all aspects at this point.

Any possible danger must be killed in the cradle, and he does not allow himself to find a loophole for the Japanese.

In the end, he still didn't think of any good solution, so he could only take one step at a time. Except for the development of the intelligence department, he really didn't think of any good solution.

"Boom boom boom!"

Just when he was lying on the bed, not even in the mood to eat dinner, he saw a knock on the door outside.

"Mr. Qin, are you at home? I'm Lao Tie. I'll bring you some dumplings!"

His neighbor Lao Tie's voice sounded outside the door, which made Zhang Tianhao startled, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

"It turned out to be old iron, just wait for me, and I will open the door for you."

He immediately got up, put on his leather shoes and went to the door, opened the door, and saw Lao Tie standing outside with a plate of dumplings.

"Old Tie, you are too polite, come, come in and sit for a while!"

Zhang Tianhao was not polite either, he took the dumplings directly, and then let Lao Tie in.

"No, no, this is made by my mother-in-law. I don't know if it suits your taste. I heard that you are from Shanghai, so I don't know if you like it or not!"

"Thank you so much. I'm from the south, and I still prefer to eat dumplings. How about this? I have wine here. You can take a bottle and drink it slowly, or you can drink with me here. There are dumplings but no wine. It’s a great pity in life.”

Zhang Tianhao laughed out loud, took Lao Tie to the lobby, put the dumplings on the table, then took out a bottle of Changle wine from the side, and put it directly in his hand.

"How embarrassing I am!"

Lao Tie is also a person who likes to drink. Usually, his family is relatively poor, so he is naturally reluctant to buy alcohol.

"Ah, this can't be done, can't be done!"

"There are those who are so polite, take it, or you can take this dumpling back!"

When Lao Tie heard this, he felt a little embarrassed. After all, he really took advantage of a plate of dumplings for a bottle of wine.

"That's fine, but Mr. Qin, you are at home alone. If you don't want to cook, come to my house to eat! I'll let your sister-in-law cook for you!"

"Then I'll go ahead and thank you, old man!"

As he said that, he directly pushed Lao Tie out of the house. In Lao Tie's helplessness, he could only go back with a bottle of wine.

After closing the door again, Zhang Tianhao sighed as he looked at the dumplings on the table, then picked up a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen and ate them.

Leek dumplings, very ordinary dumplings, a smell of leeks rushes straight to the nostrils.

Suddenly he put down his chopsticks and recalled the conversation with Lao Tie just now, his brows were also slightly frowned, after all, Lao Tie just said that he is from Shanghai.

To know that he is from Shanghai, no one else knows except the office or the secret agents. How did this old man know.

There were countless doubts in his heart, and he immediately understood.

"This old man was bought by the Japanese."

Immediately, he understood in his heart that it is absolutely cost-effective to monitor his every move without spending much money, but the old iron is not a professional agent, and he accidentally revealed something that should not be revealed.

"It seems that the Japanese are going to strengthen their control over Xinjing again."

But he was not polite, but started to eat slowly.

If it wasn't that he was worried that Lao Tie wanted to harm him, if Lao Tie wanted to harm him, his expression would have already betrayed him.

It can be seen that Lao Tie is more sincere in sending dumplings.

Thinking of this, he put his heart in his stomach. Once an agent reveals his identity, it will be of little value.

Looking at the time, he took the dumplings and walked out of the lobby slowly, then looked outside, it was getting dark soon, and Qian Jun was about to come back.

Originally, he wanted to inform Qian Jun, but he immediately vetoed this idea. Basically, if there is no problem in the morning, he will meet with him while eating wonton in the morning, around 07:30.

If Zhang Tianhao has something to do, he will go early, if he has nothing to do, he will not go, if Qian Jun has something to do, then go early, so that when another person passes by, he will find him.

"Forget it, let's eat first!"

He quickly ate the dumplings on the plate, and went directly to write an article. He still has some things to do here. He wants to write and print anti-Japanese leaflets.

After eating the dumplings, he went straight into the room to write an article, not much content, just writing some broadcasts on the radio.And Japan brazenly launched an invasion war.

This can stimulate the anti-Japanese passion of many people for the Japanese.

"Japanese Atrocities", "The Struggle Under the Genocide"...

As he slowly wrote down the document, he then made simple revisions. After all, this was a ready-made article, and he only had to write it down from memory.

Next he starts printing in the basement, and he won't leave any clues for himself.

After all the leaflets were printed, he looked at them and couldn't help being stunned. It was past eleven o'clock again.

However, this is not important anymore, what he has to do now is to distribute leaflets everywhere, but he cannot post leaflets everywhere by himself, he can only spread leaflets everywhere.

Not long after, he left the house and disappeared in this area.

An hour later, he came to the street driven by the Japanese and randomly stole a car.

After all, stealing a car was too easy for him.

The car started from the DC area, and then dropped a handful of leaflets at one place, and then the car quickly disappeared on the street.

More than 1000 leaflets were distributed directly in his four urban areas. As for when he found it, he almost didn't have to guess. It is estimated that the police would find him after he left.

When it was past three o'clock in the morning, he returned to the vicinity of his home, put away the car directly, and then sneaked back home like a cat.

After all, Lao Tie was staring at him, so he had better not make any noise.

……

"Jingle Bell!"

At about two o'clock in the middle of the night, just as the village chief was sleeping at home, the phone at home suddenly rang for no reason.

He turned on the light, then reached for the phone and answered it.

"The chief of the village section, something is wrong. Someone is distributing leaflets everywhere in the city. Now we have organized people to start cleaning up, but there are too many, and the entire city is too large."

"An anti-Japanese leaflet?"

"Yes!" Director Qin said directly and in a low voice. Obviously, there was nothing he could do to report here.

"Baga, immediately confiscate the reactionary leaflets in the whole city, and find me at the same time, and arrest this damned anti-Japanese element who distributed leaflets."

"Section Chief, the other party is driving a car, our people can't catch up, and the other party has disappeared."

"Baga, whose car is it, check it for me!"

"That's Mitsui's Inashita-kun's car, and we didn't dare to follow it. Our people found that the leaflets were thrown out of this car, and they didn't even stop on the street, just threw a few , and left." Director Qin also told the truth helplessly.

"Baga, I'm going to report to the director right now."