Spy War: The devil becomes stronger when he is green

Zhang Yuanshan's goal was not Boss Du.

Where you want to go, it's still some distance away.

Zhang Yuanshan called another rickshaw.

From Du Mansion, we went to the bank of Suzhou River.

After another circle.

Came to the destination.

A villa in the northwest corner of the Public Concession.

Compared to the queue at the gate of the Du Mansion, there was a lot of traffic around the Great Magic Capital Dance Hall.

It's much quieter here.

Occasionally you can see one or two cars speeding away.

Most of the people living in this area are foreigners.

There are also some famous people in the country.

For example, Mr. Zhou, a great writer, lives nearby.

Zhang Yuanshan determined his location.

Without hurry, he slowly walked towards the place he was going.

From time to time, I also observe the surroundings.

Make sure no one is following you.

When I came to the outside of Villa Twenty-Seven.

Zhang Yuanshan did not choose to knock directly on the door.

Instead, after walking around the villa.

Detour to the location of the back door of the villa.

Then he took out the information he had transcribed from his body.

Take a piece of cloth from your pocket and wrap the information to look like a package.

Placing the package on the ground, he knocked softly on the small door in the backyard.

The lights of the villa are now out.

But Zhang Yuanshan could be sure that this Mr. Qian was at home.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have chosen to come over today.

After knocking continuously for about a minute.

The lights on the first floor came on.

Zhang Yuanshan put a note on the package, and the whole person quickly left.

Came to the back of a tree about fifty meters away from Mr. Qian's villa.

Staring at Mr. Qian's villa.

Soon, the back door of the villa was opened.

A middle-aged man in a blue shirt opened the back door and looked around.

Finding that there was no one, I couldn't help but frown.

Then I found a package lying on the ground.

"Please pass it on to Mr. Qian, water. "

The middle-aged man in Qingyi is Mr. Qian's housekeeper.

When you see the note, pick up the package.

I opened it and took a look, and found that inside was an envelope, a book.

Close the back door immediately.

Then he trotted into the villa.

"Lao Sun, who's coming?"

At this time, Mr. Qian had woken up.

Stand at the top of the stairs in your pajamas.

"I didn't see anyone, just a package. "

After speaking, he took out the package and handed it over.

"A package?"

Mr. Qian, his brows furrowed.

Took the package.

"What's inside?"

"A letter, and what seems to be a notepad, I didn't open it. "

Mr. Qian nodded.

Turn around and go straight up to the second floor.

Zhang Yuanshan looked at Mr. Qian's villa, after the lights on the second floor turned on.

Only then did he turn and leave.

Came to the side of the road and called a rickshaw, did not choose to go home.

But after going around in circles.

Once again, he came to the back door of the night devil capital.

Re-entered the ballroom.

Half an hour later.

Had a few glasses of wine.

Zhang Yuanshan with a body of alcohol.

Walked out of the Great Devil.

Hailed a rickshaw and went straight home.

Although no one followed themselves along the way.

But Zhang Yuanshan was still very careful.

Zhang Yuanshan was well aware of his situation.

Be very careful.

There can't be anything out of the ordinary.

The devil knows if the little devil will secretly investigate himself, Kitahara Taharuko, this crazy woman, Zhang Yuanshan intuitively told himself that she is not simple.

There will definitely be some movement on yourself.

So prepare yourself early.

Mr. Qian's villa.

After Mr. Qian came to the study.

Place the package on top of your desk.

First he took out the envelope.

Above the envelope, there is only one text like a ghost drawing.

Mr. Qian thought for a long time and did not understand what this ghost-like text meant.

But if future generations see.

Recognize it at a glance.

Isn't this Martian script?

What is written about Aotian.

This is a Martian signature designed by Zhang Yuanshan for himself.

In the future, just give intelligence to our army.

All will have this ghost drawing charm.

If someone wants to impersonate, someone who has not been baptized in the Martian language of that era.

It's hard to imitate it.

After the envelope is opened.

Inside is a hand-drawn map.

When you see the name on the map.

Mr. Qian's whole hands were shaking.

"Devil Demon Capital Defense Topographic Map. "

Mr. Qian quickly spread out the map and looked at it carefully.

This is a hand-drawn map.

But it takes a lot of detail.

Especially in the concession area, even some small alleys are clearly painted.

The map clearly circles the buildings reinforced by the devils in red.

There are even different colored pens depending on the level of reinforcement.

"This devilish Marine Corps headquarters reinforced concrete structure is actually thirty centimeters thick?"

"This is actually a stronghold built by the devil?"

"Suck it..."

After looking at the markings on the map.

Mr. Qian instantly understood if this map was real.

Definitely able to help the domestic army and drive the devils out of Shanghai.

Mr. Qian has already received rumors that Chang Shenkai intends to regain the magic capital.

"It must be turned in as soon as possible!"

Mr. Qian already had an idea in mind.

At the same time, he looked at the notebook.

A map has already struck him.

This thick notebook, what will be inside.

ps: I'm sorry that someone at home is sick, in the hospital during the day, and codewords at night, so the update is relatively slow, I hope to understand!

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