After leaving the clinic, Zhang Tianhao went to find Chen Xiang. Chen Xiang is now the proprietress of a bookstore. When Zhang Tianhao went there, he happened to meet Chen Xiang and Wang Hai.
"Sir, do you want to buy a book?"
Chen Xiang didn't realize that the person coming across was Zhang Tianhao, but still greeted him warmly.
"Axiang, it's me, young master!"
Zhang Tianhao walked up to her and whispered.
When Chen Xiang heard this, she was immediately stunned and couldn't help but want to look Zhang Tianhao up and down, but Zhang Tianhao had eyes and even a scarf on his face. It was impossible to tell who he was.
But there is only one person who knows the young master, and that is Zhang Tianhao.
"Sir, your book from last time has arrived. Come with me to the house to get it! I've prepared it for you." When Chen Xiang heard this, he immediately said with a smile.
"Dahai, please take a look outside. I'm going to get books for my husband." Chen Xiang said to Wang Dahai who was not far away, and then led Zhang Tianhao inside.
After arriving in the inner room, Chen Xiang came back to his senses and whispered: "Master, why are you dressed like this?"
"Okay, Ah Xiang, the mission is here. You go and arrange for Dahai and An An to keep an eye on this person from the Secret Service Department. Remember, you can't record it with a pen, you can only record it in your mind. Also, in a few days, I will
come over."
Zhang Tianhao took off his sunglasses and hat, looked at Chen Xiang and said.
"knew!"
"Are there any difficulties now?"
"There are no difficulties for the time being. The young master has given us enough money, so we don't need it anymore." Chen Xiang also understood and said no more, but handed over a book.
"Master, is there anything else?"
"No, it's time for me to leave."
Next, he walked out of the inner room, took the book and walked outside. He paid at the counter and headed to the next store.
Zhang Tianhao found Qian Mingjun in another photo studio and assigned the same task. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and went home.
…
In the Xinjing Police Department, the head of the Secret Service Section, Muranaka Tao, was sitting in a conference room. On both sides were the chiefs of various branches and the backbone of the Secret Service.
"Tell me, you haven't found out until now. How did you find the special commissioner sent from Nanjing? You didn't even find anyone. What do you do for food?"
The Taoist priest in the village slapped the table and shouted loudly: "One and a half months, one and a half months, Xinjing is so big, and we still let the other party escape when we got the news, we must enter Xinjing now,
You told me that I couldn't find him, that he was missing."
"Do you think I am a fool, or are you fools yourself? One and a half months, one and a half months is enough for people to settle down, and if they unknowingly leak into Xinjing, everything will become less vulnerable."
"Luo Bin, tell me, you, the captain of the action team, killed seventeen of us and then disappeared. Are you pigs? You, a special commissioner, made us lose so many people. The other party
Let me find out how many people there are and how the other party discovered the trap we set."
"In the office, we have checked through the internal line in Nanjing, but the Nanjing side has no idea who to send to our Xinjing as a special correspondent, and there is no shortage of people in Nanjing. They are probably people drawn from other places.
He went to Xinjing as a special correspondent." Ning Shuang reported the situation in a low voice.
"Section Chief, the other party was able to enter Xinjing without anyone noticing, and has not contacted us yet. It is obvious that the other party is very vigilant. We have no way to find out about this matter for a while!" Luo Bin also sighed helplessly.
Take a breath.
"Yes, in the hall, this damn commissioner is like a turtle, hiding there with his head down. He probably hid there as soon as he came in. He is a coward. Why should we make such a fuss?"
"Section Chief, I think the other party has sent people, but there will definitely not be too many, just three or two, because I have checked the wounds of all the deceased, and only our Song Zishan and two of our people died under the gun, and
The other small group of forest policemen were all killed by the knife."
At this time, Lu Zhixiang, the head of the Intelligence Unit next to him, took out a report and said: "In addition, four policemen from the other team died, and all of them were killed by gunfire, and all of them were rifles. It was obvious that the other team was a sharpshooter.
"
"If there were more people on the other side, the remaining six people could all be killed, but the other side didn't. If my guess is correct, then the number of the other side would definitely not exceed three. And we are missing three sets of police uniforms.
I am even more certain that the other party is three people."
"Yes, section chief, I suspect that the mysterious radio station we discovered during this period may belong to this special commissioner of the Central Unification Committee." Ning Shuang also said seriously.
"You have already presented these materials to me. Now I ask you, when will I arrest this special correspondent? If you haven't even discovered the whereabouts of the special agent for a month and a half, tell me how I can trust you.
Ability." Cunzhong Zaidao glanced at everyone with wide eyes and said in a somewhat stiff tone.
"I order you to find this special correspondent within half a month and destroy the other party's radio station."
Everyone stood up immediately and said "Hi", ending the meeting.
Murakazata returned to his office, and then his secretary followed him in.
"Uncle in the village, are you still angry? We should find it interesting that this Chinese special correspondent is in Xinjing, right? With an opponent, uncle will not be bored anymore."
The secretary who walked in closed the door again, poured a cup of tea for Cun Zhong Zao Tao, and brought it to Cun Zhong's table.
"Hisuko, you don't know that this Chinese is lurking here. This is like a thorn in the throat. It's better to pull it out early, otherwise the higher-ups will accuse me of not doing anything." He raised his head and looked in front of him.
Muraka Hisako sighed helplessly.
"Uncle, this Chinese special commissioner was not found in one moment. Besides, you have been fighting with the Central Unification Committee for so long, are you still afraid of them? Don't you still know what kind of character they have?"
"So what if I know. However, this special correspondent may not be simple. He has not revealed any clues for a month and a half. He is a good opponent. I hope I can get to know him again."
"Yeah, I'm also very curious about who this person is. He can't endure it until now. However, we have been keeping an eye on Ji Changfeng and the others, but we haven't gained anything yet. Should we recruit him back?"
Muraka Hisako smiled and poured himself a glass of water.
"Cough cough cough!"
At this moment, Muranaka Taiko suddenly started coughing, and the burst of coughing directly broke the conversation in the office. Murakami Hisako was also stunned, and walked over to support Muranaka Tatoo.
"By the way, uncle, your health is not good. Do you want to go back and take a rest, or go to the hospital for a check-up?"
"It's an old problem. It's not just a matter of a day or two. Don't worry!" Taizhong waited for a few minutes before he sat upright, but his face was much pale.
"Uncle, I heard that there is a clinic over there on Dongsi Road. The results are pretty good. Do you want to go and have a look?"
"You said it was a three-pill clinic. It's useless. I've seen it at the Army Hospital. It has no effect at all. I can only take care of it slowly. The colder this damn weather is, the easier it is for me to suffer from old physical problems."
Obviously, too much in the village knew about the clinic opened by Zhang Tianhao, and so did his son in the village.
