spy cloud

"Brothers, search, pay attention to me, if you break something, you won't be able to pay for it!" The leader of the police squad looked at the dark lobby, waved his hand, and said loudly.

Other policemen also ran in one after another, and then started looking around with flashlights. At the same time, they turned on the lights to see if there was anyone hiding in Zhang Tianhao's house.

Zhang Tianhao's home is quite simple, not that complicated, it can even be said to be extremely simple.

After a few glances, I checked on the bed and in the closet to see if anyone was there, and it was almost over.

"Report, there is no kitchen!"

"Report, there is no outside!"

"Not in the report room either!"

Two or three minutes later, the policemen ran back and reported the search situation directly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, to bother you, let's take our leave now, let's take our leave now!"

Seeing that there was no one there, Zhu Dashan greeted the team leader and left Zhang Tianhao's house again. It was obvious that these people had already been expected.

Looking at the policemen who left, Zhang Tianhao was also a little puzzled. After all, these people are searching for something here. Are they fugitives or anti-Japanese elements?
A look of doubt flashed across Zhang Tianhao's face.

Then, when he was still wondering, he saw a figure appearing on the wall, struggling to turn over from the opposite room.

The door of the small courtyard next door was also locked with a gun butt, and someone wanted to come in and search it.

"Interesting, actually hid next door, and then took the opportunity to turn over, making a time difference."

The corner of his mouth twitched for a while, and then he went straight over, lifted the man up, and pulled him over.

The body was a little delicate, and even had a faint fragrance. He held it up a bit, and it seemed to only weigh eighty or ninety catties.

"It turned out to be a woman, what exactly is it?"

Zhang Tianhao didn't ask much, because he smelled another smell, the smell of blood.

"injured!"

"I'm sorry, please help me, I will thank you!" The voice was not loud, she seemed a little out of breath, and she felt as if her body was slowly hanging on Zhang Tianhao's arm.

Then the whole person fainted directly, and his body completely fell into Zhang Tianhao's hands.

"Oh, really, people say that a sister Lin fell from the sky, but a wounded person fell here, what the hell is this called?"

He looked at the woman, then carried the woman to the side of his car, opened the trunk, put the person in, then turned on the flashlight, and took a closer look at the woman.

She is very young, in her early twenties, but she is wearing a big red coat. When she gently opened the coat, she saw a red silk scarf tightly tied around her waist, but it was covered from time to time. A trace of blood leaked out.

Zhang Tianhao touched her coat and heaved a sigh of relief. There was no blood on the coat, which only meant that the blood from the wound did not touch the wall.

But immediately his heart was raised.

At this time, footsteps had already appeared next door, and the policemen had already opened the courtyard door, rushed in, and began to search around.

He tried the woman's breathing, pressed lightly, no matter whether she really passed out or just pretended, under his pressure, it's hard to think not to faint.

He took a surgical glove, carefully removed the bloody red silk scarf, and then opened it carefully, and saw a small knife wound appearing on the abdomen.

"No, there's something wrong with the edge of the knife!"

Although the knife edge is still bleeding, but in a normal fight, the knife edge should have a certain degree of tearing, but this knife edge is too neat.

He gently took the woman's clothes and wiped them, and took a look at the woman's hands, checking the calluses on the woman's hands.

"Playing with guns!"

He was also very clear in his heart, after all, only those who played with guns had such calluses on their palms.

"What is your identity? Are you here to test me, or are you an anti-Japanese element?"

Zhang Tianhao also had doubts in his heart for a while. After all, such a woman is definitely a hidden danger in his place. No matter whether she is here to test him or she is an anti-Japanese element, he cannot stay here.

If it's an anti-Japanese element, it's fine, but if it's a Japanese spy, it's really a big trouble.

Soon, he found a certificate from the woman, took it out casually, and took a photo with a flashlight.

"Liu Rui, No. 38, Fourth Hutong, Nanning Street, Changchun District, Xinjing."

"interesting!"

He looked at the certificate again, sighed, and then he was a little speechless, because the certificate might be real, but it was a little new.

"There is a problem with this woman's identity!"

He glanced at it, and then looked around. He originally wanted to use this car to take him out, but it seems that he can no longer be taken out here.

He directly re-bandaged the wound, poured some wine on it, washed it, then got him up straight, and looked at the opposite room.

"What the hell, no."

"no!"

"Okay, let's go to the next one now!" The team leader obviously dealt with it, and said directly.

"Yes!"

The voice of the team leader just now sounded again, and Zhang Tianhao looked at the woman, then lifted her up, wrapped her in the woman's clothes with a windbreaker, and went directly to the edge of the fence. A stool, put it underneath.

Standing on the stool, put the person on the wall, stretched out his head to look at the next door, and found that there was no one next door, but the door was not closed.

He stood on the wall, then ran up the wall with the woman in his arms, and ran towards the roof.

He was going to put this woman on the roof, no matter what, he couldn't believe that this woman really passed out because of that little wound.

He put the woman directly on the opposite roof, and then looked again. The unconscious woman didn't know that Zhang Tianhao had already seen through her identity at this time.

Standing on the opposite roof, he took out a potion and injected it gently into the unconscious woman, then a slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then drew a few more drops of blood, and as he stepped back, he gently dripped the blood on the tiles and the wall, and Zhang Tianhao also came to the opposite yard and looked at the wall over there.

A small bloodstain imprinted on the wall, as if a few fingers were pressed on it.

"What the hell, can you pretend to be more like it? I thought it might be the Anti-Union League, but I didn't expect it to be a trap." He wanted to curse.

Then he returned to his home, looked at his side of the wall, and saw that there was also a bloody handprint on the wall.

The flashlight once again shined on the ground, but nothing was found, except that there was a small piece of paper on the ground.

For Zhang Tianhao, who was almost too familiar with this place, when he saw this piece of paper, he gently picked up the piece of paper with tweezers, and blew it directly into the small courtyard next door.

Then he checked around here again, there was nothing on the ground, and there was a small bloodstain on his clothes. If you had a clear eye, you would still find that this woman had visited his house.