spy cloud

About an hour later, around seven o'clock in the evening, the beggar downstairs of Qingyuan Hotel saw a car slowly driving from the north.

There was a large truck behind the car, which was full of Japanese soldiers. They also jumped off the truck when the car stopped.

Then someone surrounded the car and opened the door.

Then he saw a middle-aged man in his forties walking out. This middle-aged man was none other than Ichiro Sakamoto.

The beggar's eyes narrowed slightly, then he stared at Sakamoto and sat up slightly straighter.

It was not until Sakamoto left the car and walked into the hotel that the beggar seemed to understand something. He stood up leisurely, patted his butt, turned around and walked towards the west side of the street.

Just as he got up to leave, he saw the snack bar owner across the street quietly giving instructions to the customer who was eating next to him.

The guest who was eating also stood up, took out fifty cents from his pocket and put it on the table, then slowly stood up, looking like he was very full.

After watching the beggar in front of him walk for forty or fifty meters, he walked towards the beggar.

However, the beggar youth in front did not notice at all that after he left, there were two more tails following him, but this tail was not following as closely.

Lao Qi, who was sitting and waiting for customers, seemed to have fallen asleep leaning against the car. He looked through his hat and noticed every move of the two spies.

If it weren't winter, he might be easier to identify, after all, a gun cannot be hidden.

Lao Qi also stood up immediately, looked around, and then got on the rickshaw. After all, he had been waiting for an hour and there were no customers. A rickshaw driver like him still had to make a living.

If you stay here for too long, it will obviously attract other people's attention.

He carefully pulled the car and ran in the direction the two spies left. After all, he also wanted to confirm whether the other party was really a spy.

When he pulled the cart to the second agent, he said loudly to the agent, "Sir, do you want a cart?"

When the spy heard this, he immediately turned around and glared at Lao Qi with anger in his voice.

"Fuck off!"

It is obvious that the spy's speech is still a little stiff. After all, there is a slight difference between the normal way Chinese people speak.

"Hey, sir, you are from the Northeast, why do you sound like you have a Dongbei accent? I also fled from the Northeast!"

Lao Qi immediately walked away while talking to the spy.

"Get lost, I'm not from the Northeast!"

When the spy heard this, he immediately became unhappy. It was obvious that Lao Qi's behavior made him unhappy, and he directly shouted at him in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I thought I saw a fellow villager, I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now!"

As he said this, he pulled the cart and ran forward, but his right hand accidentally touched the spy, who had already run several steps away from the spy ancestor.

But the spy's expression was quite ugly, with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes, and he wanted to curse.

But he just opened his mouth and didn't curse. After all, he only said the first sound of the word, and it started with "eight".

If he cursed, it would definitely expose his identity.

"idiot!"

He just cursed in his heart, and then slowly followed the spy in front of him. After all, he was on a mission now.

But after Lao Qi ran away, his expression changed slightly.

After all, he was a thief. Although not as good as the masters of Yan Zimen, his hand speed was still quite fast. Just when he lightly touched the other person, his hand actually touched a hard object on the man's left waist.

Needless to say, it was a gun, even though there were some thick clothes on the outside, but he believed he would not guess wrong.

……

In the Dongyang Restaurant, Zhang Tianhao sat in a private room, eating quietly, and tapping the dishes on the table with his chopsticks from time to time. It was obvious that although he was eating, his heart did not seem to be here.

For some reason, his mood became a little bad, and he always felt that there was something he had not taken into consideration.

When he thought about the information Huizi had left for him this afternoon in this private room, which was also his exclusive private room, he had a bad feeling.

After all, for an important figure like Sakamoto, his superiors didn't even give him any tasks or even give him any advice.

It is obviously unreasonable that a biological expert, or biochemical expert like Ichiro Sakamoto, was not informed by his superiors.

It can even be said that when a person like Sakamoto arrived in Shanghai, it is impossible that various places would not have received such information. However, he did not receive such news through Afeng, Zhao Chuan, and the four women of Luo Yue.

This is not a good thing for him.

He originally wanted to ask his superiors, but finally gave up the idea.

But he can act on his own and does not necessarily need the support of his superiors.

"By the way, Ah-Ring, we'll go to Xiangshan Villa later. You go to the courtyard as usual and pick me up at five o'clock tomorrow morning. If you don't see me, leave directly and don't wait for me. I may have something to do!"

"Hi!"

A-Ring responded immediately and then lowered his head to eat.

Zhang Tianhao also started to eat with his chopsticks, but he was still a little confused.

At this moment, the door outside was gently knocked open.

"Please come in!"

Zhang Tianhao's thoughts were immediately interrupted, and he shouted towards the door.

The door of the room was pushed open, and a person walked in carefully, carrying a tray with a bowl of soup on it.

"Boss, the soup you requested!"

A familiar voice came from the guy who came in, and then a familiar figure appeared.

"A-Beng, please go out first!"

"Yes!"

As soon as A-Ring saw the person coming in, he immediately recognized him as Zhao Chuan.

But he was also a little puzzled. After all, how did Zhao Chuan find this place at this time? Logically, Zhao Chuan should be downstairs entertaining other guests.

A-Reng did not ask, but walked out of the box on his own initiative and closed the door carefully. After all, this meant he was standing guard at the door.

"Master, your soup!"

"Well, what happened?"

"We just received a message asking us to check Zhang Chaoyang's whereabouts?"

"Check his whereabouts. Is Lao Zhang coming to Shanghai?"

"Yes, but he arrived five days later than scheduled. Logically, he should have arrived in Shanghai five days ago. And he said he was at Lao Zhou's house, but because the road was blocked, he had no choice but to stay at Lao Zhou's house."

"At Lao Zhou's house, Lao Zhang and Lao Zhou seem to be friends, so it's normal to go there. Since the superior has asked about it, notify Line 11 and go over to ask!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Chuan responded, and then said carefully: "Should we investigate Lao Zhou? After all, it's a disciplinary issue!"

"No, don't touch Lao Zhou for now. I'll find time to meet him. If there is a problem, it could be a big problem. However, I believe in his party spirit. After all, he is an old comrade and he still has some self-awareness." (End of this chapter)