In the teahouse opposite, Zhang Tianhao directly found a place with a backlight, took out the banknote, put it on the table, and then took out the potion and checked it directly.
As the potion left traces on it, a line of small words appeared on it.
"Ruifeng Antiques, Lao Ji, the toilet at home is broken?"
Seeing that there was only one sentence above, Zhang Tianhao's expression changed slightly. After all, this seemed to be a word game. Going to Ruifeng Antiques was not a good thing for him.
With a sigh, he checked all the money. With only this sentence, he gave up completely. He would find time to look around tomorrow to see if he could find this Ruifeng antique store.
When he returned to the Majestic Hotel again, it was already one o'clock in the morning. He also let out a long sigh, and then his whole body relaxed.
…
At this time, in the basement of the original Party Affairs Office in Nanjing, Luo Cheng was tied to the torture rack. His clothes were as tattered as a worn-out sack, with wounds everywhere.
Especially the burning smell coming from the body makes people feel nauseated.
But Luo Cheng's eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man opposite him. He didn't say a word, and even the corners of his mouth were bitten, but he didn't move.
"Luo Cheng, tell me where Zhang Tianhao is, you know, and what your plan is. Tell me immediately and I can save you the pain!"
"Bah, bitch, traitor, you will not die a good death, you will not die a good death, the party and the state will definitely not let you go, just wait!"
"The party-state will not let me go. You are overthinking. I have not chosen the right path. As long as no one knows, I will still be the hero of the party-state. You are overestimating yourself."
The middle-aged man glared at him disdainfully, and was too lazy to talk to him anymore. He waved directly to the two thugs beside him and said calmly: "Let's do something exciting this time, the tiger bench. This thing is very fun."
Yes, you used to play tricks on people from the Communist Party, how about you give it a try now?"
As the two thugs walked over, Luo Cheng's screams soon rang out in the execution room again. The middle-aged man opposite seemed not to have heard it. He stood next to the other middle-aged man and said,
Face of disdain.
"Hou Zishan, the chief of the Intelligence Department of yours is not an economical person. He can resist so hard and still hasn't taken action. Damn it."
"I'm sorry, Director Han. I tried to persuade him again. I originally wanted to fish out Zhang Tianhao, but Zhang Tianhao never showed up, and he didn't show up at the time we agreed to arrive at the dock. Director Han was left waiting in vain for a while."
Hou Zishan immediately accompanied him in a low voice, like a pug, with a face full of flattery.
"Go and persuade him again. The one who called him today must be Zhang Tianhao. Damn it, ask him what he told Zhang Tianhao, and find out the contents of Project Zero."
Hou Zishan walked up to Luo Cheng again, stretched out his hand and gently touched Luo Cheng's wound. Luo Cheng, who was already semi-conscious, suddenly screamed and woke up again.
"Luo Cheng, tell me. If you tell me, you will suffer a lot less punishment. If you don't tell, you will know the consequences. Besides, wouldn't it be great if we serve the Director together?"
"Hou Dayan, you are shameless and traitorous to your country for glory. You will die an ugly death, very ugly."
Luo Cheng shouted in an almost hoarse voice, and even struggled hard on the cross for a while, trying to break the cross and strangle Hou Zishan to death.
"The section chief of the party's telecommunications section and the major of the party-state actually defected to the Japanese and became a dog for the Japanese. Do you still have the face? Get out, get out!"
Hou Zishan did not expect that as soon as Luo Cheng finished speaking, he spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm directly into his face, making his face even more ugly.
Hou Zishan just stretched out his hand to wipe the bloody phlegm on his face, then took out a handkerchief and gently wiped his face, and laughed.
"Luo Cheng, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Don't fail to know the current affairs, otherwise you will know the consequences."
"hehe!",
Luo Cheng really didn't have much interest in this traitor, so he simply ignored Hou Zishan, causing Hou Zishan's face that was still smiling just now to become gloomy in an instant.
He immediately turned his head and walked towards the director who was sitting there, drinking tea and watching a show. "I'm sorry, director, this guy Luo Cheng doesn't take hard and soft words, and his subordinates can't do anything, and he
He also has a large number of spies in his hands, all of whom are from the Intelligence Division."
"Go away. You still don't know yourself. You don't have any self-awareness at all. Please continue to torture me. When will you explain yourself, when will you stop?"
The director gently put down the cup, and then uttered a sentence.
The executioners immediately nodded and accepted the order, then rushed over and started to take action.
Screams resounded in the execution room again, and from time to time there were even roars and curses from the interrogators.
It's just that this has become the norm here, and no one would think that this kind of thing is abnormal.
The entire Central Unification Station in Nanjing was almost paralyzed due to the rebellion of Hou Zishan of the Telecommunications Section, and the telegram Zhang Tianhao received was also sent by Hou Zishan.
As for Luo Cheng, who was not arrested at first, the reason was that he wanted to transfer Zhang Tianhao. After all, a colonel-level special commissioner was much better than the major section chief.
What's more, the name Zhang Tianhao is taboo among the Japanese intelligence agencies. His identity went from Peking to Xinjing to Chongqing, almost all by stepping on the corpses of Japanese people.
They just didn't expect that during the day, Zhang Tianhao called Luo Cheng. No one expected that the connection between Zhang Tianhao and Luo Cheng would use code words to directly send out important information.
However, the conversation between the two was in code, but the Secret Service did not find out what the conversation was about. Even though Luo Cheng's office was searched, no clues were found.
…
Zhang Tianhao returned to the Dahua Hotel once again, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and slowly tasting the deliciousness of the red wine. There was even a touch of emotion in his whole body.
"Is there something wrong with Luo Cheng, Hou Zishan, or the entire Nanjing Station?"
He didn't know what was going on, but he was sure that Luo Cheng had left him a clue. As for how far this clue could go, he didn't know.
But this is enough.
He analyzed this action again in his mind, but the more he analyzed it, the more he felt that this mission was extremely dangerous.
If one is not good, he may become a victim.
He only has five people available at this time, but these five people are still unfamiliar with Nanjing, and it will take at least a long time to become familiar with the situation here.
“There is no one in Nanjing!”
Thinking of this, he could only shake his head, here he is.
As for Shanghai, he will still find time to go around. After all, he now has a faint idea in his mind.
Looking at the dime note on the table again, a bold idea came to his mind.
He casually picked it up again and slowly turned it in his hand a few times. There was nothing different on it. It was just an ordinary French currency. If it weren't for the dozen or so words on it, he would just treat it as an ordinary legal currency.
banknotes.
The only difference is that the lower left corner of the banknote is missing. This corner seems to have been torn off deliberately. It is not big, only as big as a little finger.
"Forget it, let's not think too much about it! Let's think about it tomorrow!"
Just when he was about to take a rest, he heard several slight knocks at the door.
"Sir, do you need service?"
A woman's voice sounded outside the door, accompanied by a soft moan.
When Zhang Tianhao heard this, he was stunned and smiled bitterly, but did not respond. He just looked at the time and realized that it was only eleven o'clock.
His entire action process was very fast and there was no delay.
But when I thought about his going out and wanted to prove his absence, I walked to the door, listened to the noise outside, and then opened the door.
He also held a piece of paper money in his hand, the kind of one dollar, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Baga, get out of here!"
He cursed in fluent Japanese, and then pushed the one dollar note over.
With a confused look on her face, the woman slammed the door again, leaving the woman in disarray at the door.
This chapter has been completed!