The next day, Zhang Tianhao went to the office to work as usual, but his work was obviously much heavier. I don't know whether it was Carla's intention, or whether he wanted to finish the work in advance and then take leave to go back to Shanghai for a visit.
Zhang Tianhao was sitting in the office. He didn't have much time to raise his head all day long, but he was always busy.
While he was busy, when Director Mao went to work in the morning in Nanjing, the operator sent a telegram, and it was also a specially numbered telegram.
"Director, this is the message I received at midnight yesterday. It is a special message!"
A telegraph operator walked into Director Mao's office with several pieces of paper and handed the message over.
"Special message!"
"Yes!"
Director Mao was stunned when he heard this. After all, he had not received this special telegram for a long time. He took the telegram and looked at the beginning. It turned out to be a telegram starting with No. 036.
"You go down!"
"yes!"
The operator immediately turned around and left his office, and Director Mao immediately closed the door, took out a code book from the safe, and immediately began to translate based on it.
The translation work took him more than an hour. When he finished the translation, he couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the content above.
This turned out to be a material allocation plan. This was obviously not what he wanted, but he knew that there must be something hidden in the content of the message. He immediately started reading it.
When he finished reading the contents of the telegram again, he frowned and immediately picked up the phone and called his boss.
"Boss, I just received the message No. 036. There is a situation that I need to report to you!"
"Well, then bring it over and let me take a look!"
The person on the other end of the phone pondered for a moment, then said something immediately and hung up the phone.
Soon Director Mao immediately picked up the telegram and walked towards the boss's office.
After a while, he took the telegram into his boss's office and put it on his desk.
"Boss, although the telegram is not the entire message, it does contain important information. This is part of the Japanese plan for material allocation, but the content above is quite important."
"It's that guy's telegram. It looks like there are quite a lot of them!" The boss picked up the telegram and read it carefully, while Director Mao also poured the boss a cup of tea.
Ten minutes later, he put down the message, frowning and letting out a long sigh.
"Damn, the damn Japanese are determined to destroy China. This is to step up preparations for war. Such a large deployment of supplies. Look at the amount of supplies. At least four divisions' troops and supplies for three months are going to North China.
Gather around the area!"
"So much, it seems that the Japanese are going to attack Pingjin." When Director Mao heard this, he also understood that the importance of this information was far greater than what he thought.
"Boss, this can't be fake, right?"
"Impossible, that guy has never lied to us. Several pieces of information from last year have been confirmed. I never expected to get such a situation in Xinjing. It's so difficult and I don't know how much it cost.
"The boss sighed.
In a moment, you follow me to report to the committee, and let the people below prepare the car!
"yes!"
"By the way, that kid, if it's true, I really don't know what kind of reward I should give him!" The boss also looked embarrassed, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Give me money!"
"Give me money. I haven't given you the money last time. I don't know when that boy will come back. Besides, although that boy likes money very much, he doesn't seem to have touched a penny!"
"How about applying for an official position for him?"
"For the official position, he is not one of ours. There is no way to apply for it. Becoming a formal major is already high enough. I am only at the rank of colonel. If he were to be a lieutenant colonel, wouldn't it be outrageous? The people below would be dissatisfied."
"How about we send someone over to cooperate with him?"
"No need, you know who that kid is. I don't know his identity even now. Cheng Zhongcheng also sent out news. They wanted to take over Zhongtong, but they failed. It seems that the kid doesn't care about Cheng Zhongcheng and the others.
Great trust.”
"Okay, let's not talk about this. I'll leave it to the committee to deal with the headache. I'll probably reward you with some money and it'll be over."
"Well, after all, he was promoted too quickly. If he is promoted again, many people in the party and state will have objections." Director Mao also smiled bitterly, and then began to arrange for people to prepare vehicles.
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"Jingle Bell!"
While Zhang Tianhao was still immersed in translating documents, he heard the phone ringing from the table.
He looked up at the phone, put down the pen, picked up the phone and answered it.
"Hello, Mr. Qin? The dry firewood you ordered has arrived. Do you need it delivered to your home?"
"Okay, then I'll go over there and you wait for me!"
As soon as Zhang Tianhao heard Qian Jun's voice on the phone, he immediately understood that Qian Jun wanted to see him for something urgent, otherwise he would not have called him.
He picked up his coat and hat and went straight downstairs. Then he went to the office downstairs and asked for half an hour's leave. Then he drove the car directly toward home.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Tianhao saw Qian Jun standing at the door of his house pushing a small cart of dry firewood, obviously already prepared.
"Mr. Qin, you are back!"
"Well, bring me the dry firewood into the yard, and I'll open the door." Zhang Tianhao immediately took out the key, opened the door, and watched Qian Jun carrying two bundles of dry firewood and followed Zhang Tianhao into the door.
"What's wrong?"
As they walked, Zhang Tianhao asked somewhat seriously, pushing open the door and entering the small courtyard.
"Head, today our people brought urgent news to people. A staff member of the XC District Household Registration Office was arrested. Our people happened to be sitting opposite his house."
"Were the staff at the household registration office arrested by the spies?"
"Well, he's from the intelligence team of the Special Service Section. Most of our people know the squad leader who leads the team." Qian Jun's voice was also a little serious.
"It seems they have found our loophole?" Zhang Tianhao didn't know what these agents wanted to investigate, and he couldn't help but frown, and then thought deeply about countermeasures.
"Is there any problem with your identity?"
"My identity was arranged from the beginning, and I am from Liangban Village. There is no problem. It turns out that there is a man named Qian in Liangban Village, named Qian Dabao, and my identity is Qian Dabao.
"
"It's just that there may be problems with other identities, especially the identities of Li Changcheng and the other five, and there are also problems with Tian Fang's identity. They were all added later."
"Isn't there any other way to make it up? Is it possible to make up the documents for these people?"
"I didn't think about this issue. I just thought it would be enough if I had proof of identity. But now I find that there is such a big loophole. The agents will find us out if they check our identity!"
"That's right. These staff members can't withstand the investigation at all. As long as they are checked, they will recruit them. Are there any of our people in the household registration office?"
"No, I have already contacted Goldman Sachs. He said that our method is fast, but it can also easily leave hidden dangers for us." Qian Jun also frowned, and he did not even expect that such a situation would occur.
"Okay, let's inform the six of them to evacuate immediately. We'll figure out their identities later!"
He couldn't help but stand in the small courtyard and began to think about what to do with these people.
