spy cloud

Half an hour later, Zhao Chuan was seen walking into the hall carrying a large basin, which was full of chicken and some potatoes.

From a distance, they could smell the aroma of chicken soup, which made the dozen or so spies here drool.

"My lords, I'll get you some bowls and chopsticks!"

He turned around and took out a dozen sets of bowls and chopsticks from behind the counter and placed them on the table, and also placed a large spoon in the basin.

"Let's eat!"

Zhou Shuili looked at her subordinates whose eyes were glowing green, and felt helpless, so she said directly.

"Yes!"

When the other spies heard this, they immediately picked up their bowls and chopsticks to serve the chicken and potatoes. Naturally, someone served Zhou Shuili the food before the others could start eating.

This is the rule.

"Boss, we can't let you work for nothing. This money is for tonight's meal!"

She directly took out the money that Zhao Chuan had just stuffed into her hand and handed it back to Zhao Chuan.

"Sir, this is embarrassing. Take this money back and treat the brothers to some tea. If you want to eat in the evening, just let someone know and I'll keep it for you. What do you think?"

This is how business is done, you have to keep saying nice things and be good at dealing with people.

"Well, Shopkeeper Zhao, I'll remember you."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir!"

Zhao Chuan thanked him repeatedly, then said something else and went back to the kitchen. After all, he also had to prepare something. There was even a bowl of potatoes in the kitchen, so he wanted to eat some and drink some soup.

As Zhao Chuan left, Zhou Shuili winked at a spy on the side. The spy immediately understood and carefully followed Zhao Chuan to the outside of the kitchen.

At this time, Zhao Chuan was seen taking a bowl of soup from the pot, sitting there and drinking it slowly.

Seeing Zhao Chuan's behavior, the spy shook his head, returned to the hall, and said something in Zhou Shuili's ear.

"Well! It seems that this Shopkeeper Zhao didn't make things difficult for us. Let's eat!"

Just now, it seemed as if everyone was scrambling to fill their bowls with food, and some were even blowing hot air into the bowls, but not a single spy picked up their chopsticks to put food into their mouths.

After all, none of them is a fool. If they encounter anti-Japanese elements, wouldn’t they be seeking death?

Now seeing Zhao Chuan drinking soup in the kitchen, naturally, they didn’t have to worry too much and just started eating.

After all, everyone was starving.

……

On the other side, Zhang Tianhao, carrying the No. 7 correspondent, had already run as fast as he could and appeared in a safe house in the south of the city. After all, what happened tonight was in the central city area.

He ran to the South City District in order to escape the surveillance of the spies, and even began to prepare to check the injuries of the correspondent No. 7.

Suddenly, he felt that No. 7 on the bed was twisting obviously, which made him stunned.

Normally, a person who is unconscious cannot move much. Even if they do move, it is only small movements due to the pain.

After checking No. 7's face again, I found that it was all red.

Zhang Tianhao didn't care, but carefully checked the wound of No. 7. He found that No. 7 was thin and the wound was just a small penetrating wound, which was not a big problem.

He immediately took out gauze and medicine and helped No. 7 bandage his wound. After all, he was not seriously injured, but he lost a lot of blood when he ran away at the beginning.

Thinking of this, he injected a shot of penicillin, then took out a small bottle of Chinese medicine soup and gave it to No. 7 to drink. That was about it.

Only after doing all this did he breathe a sigh of relief.

But just as he put away his tools, he saw No. 7 suddenly open his eyes, his eyes were red, and he pounced directly at Zhang Tianhao.

Then she went straight to him and kissed him, her movements were awkward.

"No, number seven was poisoned."

After checking again, Zhang Tianhao's face turned extremely ugly. "Who the hell gave No. 7 this poison? Shameless, really shameless."

He hadn't paid attention to it before, but now he couldn't help but feel a headache. After all, this kind of poison is easy to detoxify, but also difficult to detoxify.

If he didn't figure it out, it would probably burn No. 7's brain. If he figured it out...

Zhang Tianhao was also in a dilemma.

Finally, after taking a look at the slightly immature face of No. 7, he squatted down.

Two hours later, Zhang Tianhao looked at No. 7 who was still sleeping. The redness on his face had slowly faded, and the gunshot wounds on his legs and body were almost healed.

You may be completely cured after resting for two or three days at most.

I looked out the window and saw that the sky had brightened up without me noticing. Although it was only dimly light, I could still see some nearby places clearly.

After thinking for a while, he walked out directly to the small beach for breakfast, bought some breakfast directly, and walked back with it.

He put it on the bedside, then took out a piece of paper and wrote something on it.

Then, he took out a small bottle of Chinese herbal medicine soup, put it aside, and wrote down the instructions for use.

He Yue, the name of number seven.

Zhang Tianhao took note of it silently, turned around and left.

As for He Yue, let’s wait until she wakes up. She needs to rest for two or three days anyway.

But Zhang Tianhao didn't know that He Yue had already woken up after he put breakfast on the table and left the note. She also didn't expect that such a thing would happen.

If someone hadn't rescued her, she might have lost her life.

Thinking back to what happened last night, she felt upset. After all, she never expected that she would be ambushed last night.

If she hadn't escaped quickly, she would have been eaten till nothing was left.

As for what it was, she was quite clear about it, but she also had an inexplicable feeling about the person who saved her. As for who it was, she also saw some clues from the back.

He was very young, at least younger than the captain Zhao Chuan. Even though she couldn't see his face clearly, the feeling she had was still quite strong.

……

"Hello, this is Ping An Restaurant."

"Hello, is this Shopkeeper Zhao? I'm still restocking the batch of goods you want. Don't worry, the new goods will arrive in three days and the price will remain the same. Is that okay with you?"

When Zhao Chuan on the other end of the phone heard this, he was also stunned, and then he immediately understood.

"No problem, I'm not in a hurry! Send it over in three days!"

"Well."

After Zhang Tianhao finished the call, he took his breakfast and slowly walked towards home.

As for the clothes on his body, he had already changed back to his original outfit.

On the other hand, Zhao Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Zhang Tianhao said. After all, he was really worried about No. 7 this time. But now Zhang Tianhao said that three days would be enough. He also knew that if it weren't for Zhang Tianhao this time, they might really be discovered, and even No. 7 might be exposed.

Sitting back behind the counter, he watched his assistants come in and start to get busy.

"Xiaojun, clean the firewood room for me today. Don't forget to bring out the firewood to dry. I almost caught fire when I was cleaning it last night. Be more careful next time."

"Ah, almost a fire?"

When the waiter Xiaojun heard this, he was also stunned, but when he saw that there was not much blame on Zhao Chuan's face, he was relieved.

"I'll go get the firewood out to dry in the sun!"

"Go!" (End of this chapter)