The familiar sound of the telegraph came directly from his room, but the small radio station had the advantages of a radio station and did not affect the electricity consumption of surrounding users.
Zhang Tianhao didn't know who the other party was sending this telegram to, but at least this Manager Jian was even more extraordinary. As for whether it was a Japanese dog, he really suspected that he had made a mistake.
After all, he still heard some of the conversation between Manager Jian and Major Teng Yuan.
"Is this Manager Jian a double agent?"
When he thought of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. After all, this kind of double agent would still lose his head once he was caught.
No one wants to see their own information leaked, but this Manager Jian actually has so much money and a large number of documents.
After he finished sending the telegram, which took about two minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He took out an iron basin, and then took out a lot of documents from a hidden compartment, and then began to prepare to burn them. Obviously, he had realized that something was wrong and was now ready to run away.
As a large number of documents were burned, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch. It was obvious that burning these documents was actually burning his hard work, which he was unwilling to accept.
This is all money!
He cursed a few words in a low voice, and then started to burn again.
How could Zhang Tianhao relax so easily when faced with so many important documents?
As he quickly arrived at the door, a powerful mental force penetrated directly through the door and penetrated into Manager Jian's brain.
"ah--"
With a scream, Manager Jian fell directly to the ground, holding his brain in his hands. Then, there was nothing more. The strong mental power directly caused him to faint on the ground.
Even after professional training, he could not withstand Zhang Tianhao's powerful mental pressure, causing his entire spirit to collapse instantly.
Looking at Manager Jian who had passed out on the ground, Zhang Tianhao took out his dagger and gently opened the door bolt.
Half a minute later, he walked directly into the room. Looking at Manager Jian who was lying on the ground, he snorted coldly.
He first picked up all the documents abandoned on the ground and read them directly.
As he continued to look through it, these documents were just ordinary important documents. Their value was not very great, but it could be seen that Manager Jian had a good relationship with many departments.
Otherwise he wouldn't have had so many important documents.
However, these documents are now his, and this is not a difficult thing for him.
The only thing to do now is to replace these, put them all away, and give them away. Keeping them can't be used as food and takes up space.
As his mental energy swept across the room, he slowly sneered.
He did not expect that this Manager Jian was really an information dealer, not some bullshit spy. He just had many identities, and there were more than a dozen ID documents alone.
As Zhang Tianhao continued to clean up, in the end, he took away all the money, radio stations, and documents, leaving only garbage on the ground.
And those garbage are the traces left after some useless books were burned to ashes. It looks like the documents were burned.
After doing all this, he came to Manager Jian's side, and an invisible spiritual power continued to pour into Manager Jian's brain.
With the continuous influx of spiritual power, he began to understand everything about this Manager Jian.
Manager Jian, whose pseudonym is Jian Haishan, is the manager of Santong Company. In fact, he is a Japanese-American and a lieutenant intelligence agent of the CIA. His original name is Zuo Jiayounosuke.
He was dispatched by the CIA to collect intelligence in Shanghai and has been doing this for just over five years.
Because he is Japanese, he has a good relationship with several important Japanese personnel, especially Major Tenghara, and sometimes provides him with some less important information.
In this way, the relationship between the two of them got much better as they went back and forth, and Major Tenghara would sometimes provide him with it, which was regarded as mutual help and mutual benefit.
It's just that Major Tenghara is missing now, and he is being monitored by the Japanese. Anyone who is not a fool will know that he is not safe now and has to prepare to retreat.
And he even took advantage of his status as the manager of the three-way company to occupy several apartments, but he never reported it.
This morning, he came out, preparing to pack everything, go to the U.S. Embassy, and then request to be transferred. After all, his identity was discovered and people were eyeing him, so he had to deal with it carefully.
"What the hell, no wonder I followed him several times and was almost discovered. These agents are following him. Isn't that looking for death?"
At this time, Zhang Tianhao finally understood why he was almost discovered when he was following.
Looking at the empty box and only a few clothes, Zhang Tianhao did not kill Manager Jian, he wanted to keep Manager Jian to play with slowly.
Since he is not a Japanese spy, why should he care about it?
Maybe there are some benefits to retaining Manager Jian. At least the Japanese will not let go of Manager Jian easily. This is a good diversion target.
Thinking of this, he gently put away his things. Except for a few documents and more than one hundred yuan, he directly collected the other things and became his personal trophies.
Looking at Manager Jian who was still unconscious, Zhang Tianhao did not exit immediately. Instead, he took out a piece of paper from the side and directly drew a word on it: Escape.
This was a warning and an opportunity for him. After all, at this time, the Japanese would definitely come looking for him crazily after discovering that he was lost.
Even if it's a concession, they have a lot of tricks up their sleeves, and it's quite easy to find Manager Jian.
After cleaning up everything, Zhang Tianhao walked out and took it with him.
Looking at the gloves, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.
The harvest this time was really big, including money and many important documents.
Just after Zhang Tianhao left Manager Jian's temporary residence, he stayed aside and prepared to watch the excitement. After all, Manager Jian was running for his life.
After a while, Manager Jian's eyelids couldn't help but move, and then slowly opened them.
What caught his eye was the brazier in front of him and the box he had prepared. However, the box had been opened at this time, and more of the things inside were missing.
Manager Jian, who woke up instantly, suddenly became uneasy, got up directly, looked at himself up and down, looked at his things, and immediately started to curse.
"Baga, Baga, who stole my things? Who stole my things?"
But at this time, he could only be incompetent and furious. After all, no traces were left for him at the scene.
Zhang Tianhao, who had been staring at his house not far away, couldn't help but laugh when he saw Manager Jian's rude expression.
"It's interesting. Now you can still curse, and you don't have to worry about others coming to trouble you."
But he just thought about it and didn't explain anything. Instead, he hid behind and watched the excitement.
Manager Jian scolded him for three minutes before he started to tidy up again.
His face became darker and darker as soon as he cleaned up, the money he had earned in the past four or five years was gone, and the radio station was missing. If the code book hadn't been in his brain, he suspected that the code book might have been stolen.
But he didn't know that all the code books had become Zhang Tianhao's memory. He could contact the other party at any time, but now he really couldn't use this card easily.
Turning his attention to Manager Jian again, Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but laugh so hard that he almost cramped up.
Because Manager Jian was holding a piece of paper in his hand at this time, with only one big Chinese character written on it: Escape.
He knows what this means better than anyone else. Obviously the other party already knows his identity and has taken away everything he has. However, the other party is not an enemy. As for whether he is a friend or not, that is even more unpredictable.
After Manager Jian, who was hurriedly packing up, saw this piece of paper, he shook his head, collected more than a hundred yuan and a book of documents, carried the box directly, and walked outside.
There is no point in staying here now.
This chapter has been completed!