spy cloud

Chapter 882 Mailbox
When Zhang Tianhao and Zhang Tianhao returned to the office again and passed by the second floor, the meeting in the conference room was still going on, and it didn't even stop because more than an hour had passed.

He also just glanced at it, and stopped paying attention, and went up to the office on the third floor with An Qi, and continued to check the work left over from the past half a month, and at the same time looked at the documents.

"Hey, what about the accountant, show me all the detailed accounts for the past half month!"

While looking at the report, Zhang Tianhao picked up the phone to call the accountant not far away. He wanted to check the records in the ledger. There were many records that could not be ignored.

Seeing that the salary slips were delivered to Zhang Tianhao, piled up on his desk more than half a foot high, Zhang Tianhao was taken aback for a moment, but immediately sighed helplessly.

Soon, Zhang Tianhao found the wages of six people on the payroll and it was the wages of strangers. This was added after this month, and the amount was relatively large, about twice the normal wage. .

That is the salary of the lieutenant, which doesn't seem very eye-catching, but Zhang Tianhao's monthly salary is reviewed by him. When he thought about it in his brain, he thought of these six people, Roger and the others, but their names were It's not the name, but Luo Ming, Wang Mang, Cao Jie...

It turned out that the names of those who died in battle had already been crossed out, and at the same time, there was a special one-time payment of compensation in another account book, which was not a lot, just over 100 yuan.

"A pseudonym?"

Based on what Roger said, Zhang Tianhao already understood the tricks, so he casually turned to the next financial expenditure report.

It's just that the training office doesn't have specific expenditure items, only the 2000 yuan specially approved by Kang Zihua.Nothing else is recorded.

As for the intelligence department, there is still a certain record of expenditures, all of which are overtime subsidies, but seeing that the operation department is the same, he can't help being stunned. It seems that the two departments have jointly investigated.

Half an hour later, he asked the accountant to take back all the accounts, and he just sat there in a daze, thinking about something.

……

When it was getting late again, Zhang Tianhao left the station with his doubts, and didn't stay in the office much. After all, he was still on duty tonight, so he had plenty of time to stay here.

Driving around the city, he randomly found an empty public phone booth and made a call.

"Hey, Xiaoqian, it's me. When you go back later, bring a cold dish. You are on duty tonight, and the hours are relatively long. Come to my office and let's have a few drinks."

"Yes!"

After Zhang Tianhao made the call, he continued to make a second call.

"Hello, who are you looking for, this is Baiwei Bookstore!" A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhang Tianhao didn't speak, but just listened to the other party's inquiry silently, as if he didn't make the call, and then when the other party finished speaking, he reached out and tapped the phone's microphone three times.

"Boom boom boom!"

Three rhythmic voices made the other party startled, and immediately complained: "Crazy, you don't talk on the phone."

After Xu Chang complained, he hung up the phone, as if he was really unhappy.

It's just that he knows in his heart that this is a special code, the code to tell him to go to a dead mailbox to pick up the goods, not any other code.

After finally receiving the signal from the peddler, Xu Chang finally let go of his heart and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, there has been no news from the peddler for nearly 20 days.

This is what he is most worried about. He has already sent several signals to ask to meet or give him signals, especially the news about that batch of goods.

If the superior notified him that the mission of this batch of goods was cancelled, he would still be worried, but he really wanted to know why the superior had to cancel the transportation of this batch of goods, but he couldn't ask.

Although curious, he knew that this was an organizational decision, and he couldn't inquire about it in private.

The sky was getting darker and darker, the street lights outside had already been turned on, and with the help of his assistant, Xu Chang closed the door, and then walked out of here, heading for the agreed dead mailbox.

Under the letter box at No. 48 Wenchang Road, it is reasonable to say that this is a letter box, and it can be placed in the letter box, but no one would have thought that there is a small hole behind the No. 48 wooden letter box, where you can put a A small letter.

Xu Chang looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he walked to the edge of No. 48 mailbox, then gently pushed No. A small bamboo tube, only as thick as a little finger.

He immediately took out the small bamboo tube, and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

When he got home, he opened the note inside, and he looked at the contents above, the names of six people and a letter to convey the silence of the Peking underground party.

He thought about it for a while, and still felt that the salesman was a little too reckless. Such information had not been circulated, so it must be an insider, and it must be a high-level internal party member who knew about the March plan.

But he still turned on the radio, coded, and then sent a telegram to Yan'an.

One was transferred to the Beiping Underground Party Committee, and the other was for the investigation of the list of personnel. As for the identity, it needed to be investigated one by one.

"Sister, take a look, do you want to forward this content to the Beiping underground party committee?"

"You can't repost the original text, tell them directly that the enemy has a big operation against them, everyone is silent, waiting for another awakening! The specific plan is unknown, and the name is unknown."

"it is good!"

"In addition, you arrange people from the secret service department to check the list of these six people, and they are college students from Peking, so as to prevent anyone from breaking into our interior."

"Yes!"

Qin Yuxiang saluted, then turned around and walked out. First, she went to the telecommunications office to send another telegram, and then to the secret service department to have people check the newcomers who have entered here in the past few days.

……

"Head, you're here!"

Qian Jun looked at Zhang Tianhao who only called him at night, and also laughed, and placed the cold dishes on Zhang Tianhao's desk.

"Well, here we come, finally came back safely this time, is there nothing wrong at home?"

"No, what can happen at home, everything is normal!" Qian Jun said loudly, but he kept doing a few movements, which told Zhang Tianhao that the family was not very peaceful.

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine, Xiaoqian, walk with me, check the things upstairs and downstairs, and see if the doors are locked. Prevent things from being stolen."

While speaking, he threw a cigarette directly, then stood up and walked outside.

The two soon came to the top of the building, with the midnight wind blowing, looking at the lights and stars in the distance, he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

"Little Qian, did something happen at home?"

"Boss, someone is targeting you. It is a person from the intelligence department, named Gu Mingcheng, who sneaked into the telecommunications office. It seems that he stole something. He went to Ji's Chinese medicine store, and now the Chinese medicine store has been secretly controlled by me."

"Who are they? Have they been interrogated?" Zhang Tianhao nodded, still quite satisfied with what Qian Jun had done.

(End of this chapter)