At this time, Zhang Tianhao remembered that there seemed to be such a thing. In the Northeast, Chinese people are not allowed to eat rice, and only Japanese people can eat rice.
Chinese people who eat rice will be arrested and even sentenced.
When he thought of this kind of discrimination, he became very angry, but there was nothing he could do about it.
He could only sigh, then go back to his room, lie down on the tatami, close his eyes and rest, he really couldn't do anything now.
…
In an alley on West Fifth Street in Xinjing, Lao Hu had already woken up from the surgery he had done in the morning.
After all, the gunshot wound this time was not serious, and treatment was not troublesome. After the anesthesia wore off, Lao Hu woke up.
"Xiao Liuzi, who performed the surgery on me? Did you hire someone?" Lao Hu looked at Xiao Liuzi, who was dozing beside the bed, and asked softly.
"Hospital, we dare to go there. We went to a Japanese clinic called Sanwan. There may be some shady jobs there, but the price is relatively expensive. Just the fact that you handed over a small yellow croaker this time is really shady." Xiao Liuzi
When he thought of that little yellow croaker, his heart felt cold for a while.
"Just a small yellow croaker, you're going to perform surgery on me?" Old Hu was stunned when he heard this. After all, the price was described as extremely expensive.
"However, his family is quite loyal. After the operation, they did not call the police and asked us to carry him back directly. He also said that there was a stab wound and that there was no need to fight."
Lao Hu didn't understand what the other party meant. After all, the doctor could not see the gunshot wound.
"Xiao Liuzi, okay, it's just a little yellow croaker. It's more important than anything else that the person is fine. This matter is over. The damn secret agents are becoming more and more rampant now, and it is becoming more and more difficult for our people to do their jobs."
Lao Hu sighed, and felt relieved in his heart. After all, the operation had been performed, and he would just need to take care of himself. If nothing unexpected happened, he should be able to survive.
This little yellow croaker was worth the money. In his mind, this little yellow croaker was simply worth it.
He habitually reached into his pocket to feel for a cigarette, but instead of touching the cigarette, he touched a small, hard object.
He grabbed it in his hand, took a serious look at it, and then put it in his pocket again, because he saw that it was a small yellow croaker. You know, he spent a small yellow croaker today, and now someone put one in his pocket.
Little yellow croaker.
"By the way, Xiao Liuzi, will anyone give me anything today?"
"Yes, I just went to the clinic today. A few people carried you there, and then they carried you back, and there were people there to give you something!" Xiao Liuzi replied with a sigh, and then he lay down next to the bed and started to prepare.
sleep.
But Lao Hu felt nervous for a while, but immediately relaxed again. He understood that this little yellow croaker was probably given to him by the people in the clinic.
Why did the people in the clinic give him money? Moreover, it was a Japanese clinic. This was intriguing.
Has his identity been exposed? If so, it is impossible for the other party to let him go. After all, it was a gunshot wound, but why did he let him go and return the money to him?
He couldn't figure out who the other party was and why he did this.
But he can be sure that there are two possibilities for the other party, one is one of his own, and the other is a trap deliberately set by the enemy to hook a big fish with a long line, but the money makes no sense.
"It seems that it can only be the third type of person, who is a friend rather than an enemy."
He didn't know how the other party recognized him, and it was a Japanese clinic. What was its purpose.
"Xiao Liuzi, don't sleep. Keep an eye on the outside to see if there is anyone outside. Do you know if we are being watched?"
"Ah, boss, you mean..." Xiao Liuzi woke up suddenly, and then lost all sleep. He rubbed his eyes, turned off the lights, and headed outside.
…
At the headquarters of the Party Affairs Office in Dingjiaqiao, Nanjing, the person in the Telecommunications Office looked at the telegram in front of him, with a flash of doubt in his eyes. But he still picked up the phone and called.
"Director, it's me. I just received a telegram from Beijing. It turns out that the traitor Ji Changfeng was killed, and their casualties were two. They are now out of danger. We just don't have enough manpower. Please ask for support."
"Oh, I understand. Write this down first and deal with it tomorrow."
Xu Zeng'en was not sleeping at this time. Even though it was half past eleven, he was not very sleepy. Instead, he frowned. After all, he had some bad premonitions, as if something big had happened, and it was something he had ignored.
"What exactly was overlooked?"
He couldn't think of it no matter how hard he thought about it. As for Zhang Tianhao's telegram asking for credit and support, he had no intention of paying attention to it.
I just racked my brain and couldn't figure out what was wrong.
…
Zhang Tianhao's residence in Xinjing looked at the turned-off radio station. Although it only lasted two minutes, they still took a big risk. After all, turning it on meant danger was coming.
"Sir, it's ready. Here's the message!"
Zhang Li handed over the message paper, and Zhang Tianhao took out a lighter, lit the paper, and then threw it into the ashtray aside until it was completely burned.
"Okay, let's tidy up and get ready to go to bed!"
"Don't you want someone to help you warm your bed?" Zhang Li saw Zhang Tianhao starting to drive people away and said jokingly, "Sir, you have been away from home for almost two months."
"No, you take care of yourself!" Zhang Tianhao simply rolled his eyes. Every night, whenever he has time, he must tease him. Is it interesting?
He still has certain principles when it comes to keeping oneself clean, and not just any woman can do it.
"Humph!" When Zhang Li heard this, she couldn't help snorting, and then looked at Zhang Tianhao's serious expression with a smile, and couldn't help but laugh.
"We will be closed tomorrow. If anyone comes to apply, we will take an assessment. If they are qualified, we will recruit them. We only need one person and nothing else is needed. I am not in the mood to work tomorrow."
"OK."
As soon as Zhang Li heard this, she understood that Zhang Tianhao might have something to do tomorrow, so she turned around and went downstairs to another room on the first floor, which was opposite Song Tao's room.
Zhang Tianhao was sitting in the room, eating and thinking about what he would do tomorrow. After all, something shocking to both China and the world would happen tomorrow.
In addition, there are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with tomorrow, and now he has felt the difficulty of lack of manpower. There are not many old people who have worked locally, which can be said to be difficult for them.
It's just that things are happening one after another, and I always feel a little powerless.
Similarly, in the Telecommunications Section of the Police Department, several personnel who were proficient in telecommunications looked at the map they had just taken out and were preparing to measure and detect the direction, but they disappeared after only two minutes.
"Damn the Chinese, they are so cunning. They even shortened the reporting time to two minutes, leaving us with no way to locate it. They are so cunning, so cunning."
"Section Chief, this time it's the mysterious radio station. It's probably the radio station of the mysterious special correspondent of the Central Government. We haven't caught him yet."
"Damn it, our current technology is not up to standard yet. You must find it for me. I can't let this damn rat keep ruining my affairs." Muranaka Changji also had an angry look on his face.
"Section Chief, I suggest we bring over a telecommunications reconnaissance vehicle. What do you think?"
