spy cloud

In the gendarmerie's office, the four Japanese generals quickly worked out a plan of action, and Qi Teng and others who were taking notes were also the main force of the operation.

The admiral looked at the people in the conference room, then looked at the ambassador sitting on his right, and asked softly, "Ambassador, do you think this will work?"

"Our embassy will definitely cooperate with your army to complete this military operation."

"That's great, thank you Mr. Ambassador."

……

Outside the Qingyuan Hotel, a young man was sitting on the side of the road with a cigarette in his hand. While smoking, he looked around boredly, especially his eyes, which kept sweeping across the gate of the Qingyuan Hotel.

He was wearing tattered clothes with several patches on them, and his face was blackened by dust, which made his rather youthful face look older. He looked to be about thirty years old.

Just as he was sitting there, smoking, a snack shop owner opposite him kept glancing at him.

After all, a young man sitting here and smoking is obviously inconsistent with his identity.

You know, it is obviously unreasonable for an ordinary young man, whose clothes are almost the same as those of a beggar, to smoke cigarettes.

However, the boss seemed to be smiling, and even had a flattering expression on his face from time to time, as he tried to attract customers from all around. However, the shrewdness in his eyes could not be concealed, and it was too different from the look on his face, yet they were harmoniously integrated together, making it hard for people to inadvertently notice it.

The boss inadvertently made a small gesture to a young man who was eating, and his target was the beggar sitting opposite him.

The young man who was eating did not look directly at the beggar, but glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, then lowered his head and slowly started eating.

The beggar on the opposite side didn't know that his behavior had been noticed by someone, and in fact, by more than one person. After all, it was his fault that he was accidentally discovered to be abnormal.

……

On the other side, in the teahouse opposite, Lao Zhang was sitting in a room upstairs, waiting for Lao Xie. However, he waited for more than two hours, but Lao Xie never came back.

He picked up the teapot again, walked out of the room, and returned to the private room on the second floor. Looking at the small plate of melon seeds on the table, he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it while slowly paying attention to the situation on the street.

In particular, the gate of Qingyuan Hotel was the focus of attention, as if it was noticed unintentionally.

However, his behavior seemed normal, and he habitually paid attention to the hotel opposite.

However, he did not notice that in a very hidden location on the second floor of the hotel opposite, there was already a young man standing behind the window with a telescope in his hand, paying attention to everything around the hotel.

Especially the shops opposite are the focus of attention.

When Lao Zhang sat in the private room on the second floor, he was stared at by a young man opposite him.

Of course, this was just a concern and he didn't say much. He just held the telescope and carefully scanned the opposite side for possible problems.

After all, the entire hotel is home to the admiral and the biological expert Ichiro Sakamoto, so the safety can be said to be top-notch, not to mention the security.

But time passed slowly, about half an hour, and Lao Zhang would occasionally take a sip of tea, and then cast his gaze back to the street below.

This behavior was gradually discovered by the spies on the opposite side who were observing the surroundings. After all, they were observing for a long time and almost staring at the Qingyuan Hotel, which was a problem.

Old Zhang was sitting there and didn't notice this situation, but he thought he could see the situation on the street below or the door of the hotel opposite through the window glass.

Maybe this is a kind of inertial thinking, or maybe it is a sense of security that the window brings him.

Old Zhang took out another cigarette without knowing why, and slowly started smoking it, once again looking at the street below. This seemingly casual action attracted even more attention from the spies on the opposite side.

After all, a person drinks tea for more than half an hour, and may even have ulterior motives. After about another half an hour, Lao Zhang slowly withdrew his gaze, then stood up and walked towards the back room, even with a hint of fatigue in his expression.

As he left, the spy on the opposite side slowly withdrew his gaze and turned his eyes elsewhere.

But they turned their eyes to the street below, or to other windows, or to the upper floors.

"Mr. Songmu, I feel like there's something wrong with the person on the other side. He spent an hour drinking tea, and his eyes were fixed on us the whole time."

"Sanwei-kun, you are overthinking it. The other party is probably just a tea drinker."

"No, no, no, don't you see what time it is? It's almost five o'clock in the afternoon. The teahouse's business should be very slow at this time. But he has been sitting there for more than an hour, and it seems that he has not walked out of the teahouse yet."

The spy looked at the door of the teahouse and said seriously.

"Maybe he left through the back door? I remember the teahouse has a back door!"

"Although it is possible, we cannot rule out other possibilities. We should be cautious."

"You're right. We should be more careful! However, we should focus on the beggar down there. He has been sitting there for a long time. The people down there also told us to be careful around us and sent us a notification. I think there is something wrong."

"No hurry, there's no way such a trick could be hidden from Qian Liujun and the others. After all, Qian Liujun is an expert in this area."

"Well, we found some strangers wandering around this area a few days ago. Today, there seem to be more of them. This is not a good thing for us, really."

"It seems that the Chinese have discovered some secrets, but so what? With the Chinese's limited strength, do they dare to confront the Empire head-on?"

"No, we should be cautious. The safety of the Admiral and Mr. Sakamoto is the most important."

The two of them whispered a few words and turned their attention elsewhere.

On the street, a rickshaw slowly came over and stopped opposite the teahouse, and the owner, Lao Xie, also got off the rickshaw.

Then he took out a few dimes from his pocket and gave them to the rickshaw driver, then walked straight to the teahouse.

The rickshaw driver carefully collected the money, turned around and looked around, tightened his clothes, and pushed the rickshaw to a relatively open area on the side of the teahouse, where he placed it together with another rickshaw.

He parked the car carefully, then took out a towel and wiped the rickshaw carefully several times. He blew on some obviously dusty places again and again, maintaining the rickshaw very carefully.

It seems that he cherishes the rickshaw very much and treats it with care.

After wiping it, he sat down on the pedal of the rickshaw, took out a bottle from the side and drank water.

Who is the other party?

If Zhang Tianhao were here, he would be able to recognize him at a glance.

This person is none other than Lao Qi.

As for the reason, it was because two hours ago, Zhang Tianhao left the factory and went directly to the city to meet Lao Qi who was pulling a cart.

Zhang Tianhao directly notified Afeng and asked Afeng to send Lao Qi to Qingyuan Hotel for surveillance.

After all, he had obtained Keiko's information from the secret box, and Sakamoto was currently at the Qingyuan Hotel. This was also a chance for him.

Lao Qi was just sitting there, waiting for guests to come, but he unexpectedly discovered that the Qingyuan Hotel seemed to be full of spies. They looked like normal guests and pedestrians, but a closer look revealed something fishy, ​​which surprised him. (End of this chapter)