Around twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhang Tianhao left the restaurant alone, while several people upstairs had already been drunk by him.
The Shanghai Zhongtong team members could hardly believe that only a guest like him came out.
"Rickshaw, go to Yal and accompany you!"
After getting on the rickshaw, Zhang Tianhao went directly to the French Concession, but those people never thought that Zhang Tianhao would do this.
Sitting on the rickshaw, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then, as if he had drunk too much, he followed the rickshaw's guidance directly to Yalpai Road.
On Yaerpai Road, Zhang Tianhao stopped the car, and then walked into a small alley under the gaze of the rickshaw master.
But when the rickshaw master wanted to go over and see where Zhang Tianhao was going, he found that there was no one on the whole road.
Likewise, the street lights were about to go out, and he couldn't help but be startled. He immediately went in to take a look, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
When the street lights went out, the person actually lost track of him.
It's just that he didn't know that Zhang Tianhao seemed to have drunk a lot of that little wine, but all of it went into his ring space. Except for the smell of alcohol on his clothes and a little in his mouth, there was no alcohol left at all.
gas.
Zhang Tianhao looked at the rickshaw driver who was leaving. He then walked out from behind a pillar, looked at the back of the departing figure, and couldn't help but laugh.
I took off my coat, found a bicycle and headed towards Notre Dame Road.
He did not plan to rest at Chen's house tonight, but went directly to An Ran's three daughters to rest. After all, he left a note for them today.
…
When Zhang Tianhao arrived at An Ran's apartment, the three women were a little surprised. They couldn't help but look at Zhang Tianhao. Even though they knew he was going, they were still surprised.
"Don't I miss you guys? Come and have a look!"
"Is there a mission?" Yang Siqi was still a little confused and almost blurted out.
"It's a ghost mission, just to come and see you in private, really! Shouldn't we go to bed? We have something to do tomorrow!"
"Brother Tian, you won't think about that as soon as you get here, right? This is not like you, I believe you are not short of women there!" Tang Yirui looked at Zhang Tianhao's An Lushan Claw and couldn't help but pat it.
Staring at him curiously.
"Ghost, do I really want to die? I haven't touched a woman at all since I left you two years ago, okay?" Zhang Tianhao almost didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"My image has been completely ruined by you, really ruined!"
"Tch, you're lying to a ghost!"
"Forget it, let's not talk anymore. If I talk too much, you won't believe it. Really, I'm on Japanese territory and I'm despising my own fate by making riots!" He also said a little helplessly.
"By the way, are you participating?"
"Well, they have all joined, but they are not party members, and they are preparatory."
"Remember, don't tell anyone except me who knows your identity, alas!" Zhang Tianhao also let out a long sigh when he heard that they had joined.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, just remember my words."
"By the way, I brought you a few small newspapers. Take a look. Maybe there will be some unexpected benefits for you and you can learn from them!"
As he spoke, he took out several copies of the three issues of the "Awakening" small newspaper he had printed from his bag.
"Hey, Brother Tian, where did you get "Awakening" from?"
At this time, Yang Siqi looked at the three issues of the "Awakening" newspaper on the table in shock, and said in disbelief: "Also, we have read the first issue!"
"Have you seen it? Did it come to you from New Kyoto?"
"Well, there is only one piece, and many people have copied it. It is very well written, and all of us probationary party members have studied it. It's a pity that our classmate was even arrested after finally bringing out one piece!"
"Caught?"
"I let it go later!"
"That's good. It's just Brother Tian, how did you get these? This is contraband. It's not easy to take it out of Xinjing." Tang Yirui hugged Zhang Tianhao's arms and shook her head coquettishly.
"I printed it myself. It was only the third issue that was printed. I haven't had time to send it out yet. You are the first readers. Here are some for you. You can read them if you want, but remember, don't let anyone know about this.
You know this is coming from you, protect yourselves, you know?"
"Brother Tian, don't worry, let's take a look first, okay?"
"Let's rest first!"
"If you don't want to be safe, you go first!"
"No, I want to read the newspaper first!"
…
The next day, Zhang Tianhao dragged his tired body out of the apartment, then found a safe house he had prepared in Shanghai, and restored his identity as Qin Yuwen. After all, he couldn't let anyone know his true identity yet.
"There are really only tired oxen and no plowed fields!"
He sighed, but he still felt refreshed. After all, the depression in his heart for several months was finally released.
At the same time, he also smiled bitterly. These three girls were so interested in reading the newspaper that they wanted to read it even when they were tired.
In a small villa on Jufu Road, Zhang Tianhao was sitting there, lying on the big bed with all his heart. Although he hadn't been back for more than a year, he was still so comfortable.
This is his secret safe house. Even An Ran and the others don't know about it. After all, he has a lot of good things here, including weapons, bullets, and medicines. His two basements are almost full.
After collecting some submachine guns and a large number of bullets, he felt relieved and walked out of the basement.
After resting for a while, he put on some clothes, then walked directly out of the small villa, then called a rickshaw and headed towards the Chen family.
At the same time, he had another small suitcase in his hand, which contained several nice things, including jade bracelets and other jewelry, which were probably given to Chen Wanqing.
…
In the office of the stationmaster of Shanghai Zhongtong Station, stationmaster Wang was sitting there, listening to the reports of his subordinates, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"You said your men were followed and lost?"
"Yes, I did lose him. It seems that Station Master Zhang is very careful, even after drinking so much wine. We arranged people in that area, but we still didn't see his figure.
"
"Amazing, really amazing. No wonder I have been able to live under the eyes of the Japanese for so long. This is experience and this is my ability. If it were me, I might have been caught by the Japanese."
"Webmaster, is this Webmaster Zhang too careful?"
"No, it's not that he is too careful, but it has become an instinct. He must be careful and cautious for any possible loopholes."
"Webmaster, are you really so careful? This is Shanghai, not a Japanese world. What are you afraid of?" the chief of the operations department said, somewhat unconvinced.
"What are you afraid of? You can't say that. Don't think it's nothing, but sometimes it can cost people's lives. I tell you, you can never make a big mistake by being careful. Even if he did this, he was willing to do so.
.It’s not like you didn’t hear last night what kind of life the lurking people were living.”
"Thank you, webmaster, I understand."
"That's good. Go down now. This matter is over. Don't pursue it. Tell that brother that there is a gag order. Anyone who wants to spread the word about last night's matter will be dealt with directly according to family rules."