spy cloud

Chapter 3835 Meeting (1)

"Hello, is this the Shenbao newspaper office?"

In the editor-in-chief's office of Shen Bao, the editor-in-chief picked up the phone and heard an unfamiliar voice coming from the phone.

"Hello, this is the Shenbao newspaper office. May I ask what can I do for you?"

"Hello, I'm Zhang Tianhao from the Central Bureau of Investigation. I'd like to hold a press conference at the entrance of the Amalie Church in the concession at noon. I would like to invite you to attend. Is that okay?"

"Ah, you are Major General Zhang, Major General Zhang, please don't hold this meeting, otherwise, you know..."

"No, thank you. See you at twelve!"

The editor wanted to say something, but the person on the other end of the phone had already hung up.

The editor-in-chief sat at his desk with an extremely strange expression on his face, and even a hint of bloodshot in his eyes. After all, he knew what the phone call just now meant.

"Oh, how could this happen? How could this happen?"

He let out a long sigh and his mood became extremely depressed.

After several minutes of rest, he stood up with red eyes, walked out of the office door, came to the large office outside, and looked at the people who were busy there.

He said loudly to everyone in a very depressed and sad voice: "Everyone stop what you are doing and listen to me."

When everyone below saw that it was the editor-in-chief, they were also stunned. After all, they didn't quite understand what the editor-in-chief wanted to talk to them about at this time.

But no one asked this question. Instead, they looked at the editor silently, waiting for his explanation.

"Everyone, bring your notebooks, pens, and cameras and gather at the square in front of the Amalie Church at 11 o'clock today. There will be a reception there. Please be on time."

"Also, please write down every word and take every photo, please."

He bowed deeply to everyone, and his voice was a little hoarse, as if he had just cried.

"Editor-in-chief, did something happen?"

"No need to ask any more questions. Today's articles are all based on what was said at today's press conference. All the people in the newspaper are on the front line. As for the reason, everyone will know when the time comes."

"Yes!"

Everyone looked at the editor with red eyes and didn't ask any more questions. It was obvious that the editor was in a really bad mood, or even too sad.

Watching the editor-in-chief walk back to his office again, everyone in the outer office put down what they were holding and looked at each other, all with puzzled expressions.

"Something big might be happening. Let's get ready. It's already half past nine. We have to leave at half past ten, otherwise we'll be late."

"Yeah, if I'm late, I'll definitely be scolded by the editor-in-chief."

"Well, check the equipment!"

……

"Hello, may I ask, is this the Read Read Read Morning Post?"

"Yes, we are from the Morning News. May I ask what can I do for you?"

"It's like this. At 12 noon today, something important will happen in the square in front of the Amalie Church. I invite you to go over and participate. Are you up for it?"

"Oh, I wonder what it is?"

"It's like this, it's about Major General Zhang Tianhao, I hope you can get involved in time!"

"What? You're from Major General Zhang Tianhao. May I ask who you are?"

When the Japanese on the other end of the phone heard that it was about Zhang Tianhao, he became excited and his voice unconsciously became much louder.

"I am Zhang Tianhao. I hope your newspaper can send someone to participate in time. Thank you!"

The person on the other end of the line hung up immediately. Only when a dead tone came from the inside of the line did he stare at the phone in a daze.

He immediately understood that this time Zhang Tianhao had compromised, or even surrendered. He immediately picked up the phone and called the intelligence agency directly.

"Hello, hello, I'm Jingxialang from the Read Read Read Morning Post. I have an important matter to report to the head of the agency!"

"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll take it over to you!"

……

"Hello, is this the police station? I'm Zhang Tianhao!"

"You are Zhang Tianhao, sir, please stop joking with me. Does Zhang Tianhao dare to come out now? This joke is not funny, really!"

The person on the other end of the phone was also stunned when he heard this, and immediately refuted.

"Hello, I'm really Zhang Tianhao. I'd like to ask you to help me maintain order in Yamali Square between 11:30 and 2:00. I'll meet with all the reporters there. The reward is 50,000 yuan. You don't need to worry about the rest of the time. Is that okay with you?"

"Are you really Major General Zhang Tianhao?"

"Yes, I am Zhang Tianhao. Please trust my character. I hope you can show up in time so that I can host the reception normally. Thank you!"

"As for the money, I'll give it to you when we meet at the square of Amalie Church at 11:40!"

"That's not right, Mr. Zhang. Aren't you wanted by the Japanese, and they are trying to kill you now? Why are you coming out at this time?"

"Brother, do you think I have any choice? If I don't come out, what will happen to those innocent people? They will madly massacre these ordinary people. It doesn't matter if I die once, but what about the people? They all have families to support themselves. I can't be too selfish."

Number two, Song Xiaobao, on this side, also gave a few bitter smiles and hung up the phone directly.

After he hung up the phone, the Chinese Chief Inspector on the other end of the line didn't know what to say for a moment.

Although people are selfish, when faced with a choice, they still stood up and exchanged themselves for tens of thousands of ordinary people in Shanghai.

He only had two words to describe it: admiration.

Such a decision is not something that ordinary people can make.

"Hey, brother, you are awesome, you are really awesome. I have agreed to this matter. Although I cannot bring you here, I will at least let you finish your speech safely in the concession."

"If you do this, we Shanghai people really owe you our lives!"

He didn't know what to say to Zhang Tianhao, but he was really touched in his heart.

……

On the other side, Song Xiaobao looked at the telegram book in his hand and continued to make phone calls. After all, this time, he wanted to gather all the newspaper reporters in Shanghai and explain the matter in detail.

He has made preparations for sacrifice, and when the time comes, he can face death calmly.

What people fear most is death.

But Song Xiaobao knew that if he sacrificed himself, he could better protect the young master. After all, he knew how heavy the burden on the young master was.

If he could sacrifice himself to save the young master, then his life would be worth it, really worth it.

Gently flipping open the phone book, he made another call.

As calls were made one after another, the call lasted for half an hour.

When he had finished beating them all, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Liu Zhong and Fei Dabao who were standing behind him, carefully protecting him.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Xiao Liu, Dabao, I'm so sorry. I really can't accompany you this time. But don't worry, I have already arranged your affairs. Someone will take over my job, so don't worry about anything."

"Stationmaster, how about we retreat?"

"I can't retreat. If I could, I would have retreated long ago!"

He simply shook his head and walked towards the car parked on the side.