spy cloud

"First organize the personnel and search every house, except for those few houses, and then search again after the search warrant comes down."

Fatty thought for a moment and then spoke slowly.

"By the way, what was that gunshot last night about?"

"It was the military police's action team that encountered the anti-Japanese elements leaving the city. The enemy's firepower was quite strong, and they killed nine of them directly, leaving three injured. It is unknown whether the enemy suffered any casualties, as they all drove away."

"Ran!"

"Are those guys useless? How come nine people out of one squad were killed in the fight?"

"The enemy was all automatic firepower, and they fell down as soon as they met. I heard that the underground party held a meeting last night, but they were discovered and everyone escaped. I don't know where they met the anti-Japanese team, and it turned out like this. Miss Huizi is still dealing with this matter."

"Keiko, where's Hashimoto?"

"When our people went there last night, they saw Keiko and Hashimoto together. The two were discussing how to deal with this matter. It was obvious that they had discussed it beforehand."

When Feiyuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly.

Doitono doesn't trust Keiko at all, and he trusts Hashimoto more than Hashimoto.

As Ozawa's order was issued, many Japanese soldiers and spies, together with some police officers, began to search house to house. After all, the matter of the radio station was not a trivial matter.

For a while, the entire Jing'an Temple was in chaos, and a large number of police even broke into the homes of many ordinary residents and started to rob them.

As the matter became more and more serious, many people were angry but dared not speak out. After all, the Japanese guns were no joke.

……

"Brother, pay attention. This letter must be delivered to the mailbox, but don't expose yourself. This will be very troublesome."

A young man looked across and said in a low voice.

"Put it in quickly!"

"Let's go. If we don't leave now, we'll be discovered by the dog over there!"

A young man whispered something, then pulled another young man carefully along the wall, then climbed over the wall, and the other one sat on the side and pulled him.

The two of them quickly climbed up the wall, then turned around and jumped down.

The two men disappeared behind the wall in the blink of an eye, and the spy standing in front had no idea that someone would climb over from behind the wall and directly deliver a letter.

……

In a small alley, an old man who was cleaning the garbage was cleaning the ground while pulling the garbage truck forward.

Just as he looked up, he saw two spies standing in front of him, talking and laughing, with one of them holding a cigarette and smoking slowly.

The two even laughed out loud when they talked about something funny.

"Old man, please sweep the floor more cleanly and stop dawdling. Didn't you have breakfast?"

"what--"

The old man seemed to have heard something, and he opened his mouth and made a hoarse sound.

"Ah, what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly!"

As he spoke, he covered his ears, as if waiting for the other person to speak louder.

"Old man, please go away! It stinks!"

The old man approached the two agents, who immediately smelled a pungent odor, which made them lose all interest in talking.

If it wasn't so smelly, I would probably just rush over and step on it.

"Go away, go away, damn old man."

As he spoke, he waved his hands, and it was obvious that both of them couldn't help but curse the old man for his existence.

"Oh!"

The old man pulled the garbage truck, sweeping as he walked forward.

When the old man was about 7 or 8 meters away from the two agents, he squatted down, looking like he was going to sweep the floor. When the two agents were a little disgusted by the smell, the old man squatted there, quickly turned over a floor tile, put a small piece of paper in it, and quickly recovered. At the same time, a white chalk appeared in his hand, and he drew an inverted triangle directly on the edge of the floor tile.

Then the old man stood up again. There was no more blurry look in his eyes. Instead, he looked mentally abnormal, which was totally inconsistent with his age.

Next, he swept a few more times and pulled the garbage truck away from the street.

But after he left, the old man parked the garbage truck at the corner of the alley, stood up straight, and walked straight to the other side.

As he walked, he took off the clothes he was wearing and threw them on the ground.

Just as the old man left, one of the two spies suddenly discovered that there was an inverted triangle on the wall not far away.

"Oh no, someone just came over to pass on information. Asshole, asshole, he let someone run away."

"Yes, it's just that old man, bastard. Go chase him. I want to see what kind of information is here."

The two men immediately divided the work, and then one of the agents chased after him directly.

But when he chased out and came to the corner of the alley, he saw the garbage truck still parked there, with the clothes the old man had worn and the fake hair inside. It was obviously a premeditated act.

I looked around and found that there was no one around. Except for the residents who occasionally came out, there was no one else.

As for the old man, he had disappeared long ago.

"Asshole, let him run away."

The spy cursed and returned to where he was just now. He looked at the other spy holding a piece of paper with a sentence written on it.

"Find the printing master and destroy it."

The two agents took a look and were also confused. After all, they had no idea what this printed motherboard was.

'Do you know what a printing master is?'

'I don't know, should I report this to the captain?'

"Of course we have to report it. Otherwise, the captain will blame us when he finds out. I will go back now and you stay here. What do you think?"

"it is good!"

The agent immediately turned around and walked out, and made a direct call to the agent headquarters.

"Captain, I'm A Shui. This is what happened. We were guarding the underground party's secret mailbox, but we found that someone had left information here. When we opened it, we discovered something was wrong. We don't quite understand, so I'm reporting this to you."

"What's in it?"

"Well, it mentioned something called a printing master, and they said they were going to destroy it."

"Printing master, what is this?"

"do not know."

"Then send the information back and I will report to the director."

"Yes!"

On the other side, after Zhou Shuili hung up the phone, she sat in the captain's office of the action team, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

After all, she knew something about printing masters, and she guessed that this kind of master was only used when printing every important thing.

She sat there smoking slowly, waiting for her men to bring back the information.

Half an hour later, the spy delivered the information directly to Zhou Shuili and then retreated.

Zhou Shuili took the information in her hand and went straight to Director Li's office.

"Director, I just received a secret intelligence from the underground party. I don't quite understand it. Can you tell me if you know anything about it?"

He carefully placed the note on Director Li's desk, then stood aside, waiting for Director Li's reply.

Director Li looked at the note with only a few words in his hand and was a little confused. Naturally, he reported it to his superiors, especially to the military police. (End of this chapter)